MTL - Discussing The Correct Posture To Enjoy Dog Food-Chapter 264 Cherry flavor apprentice attack (11

After picking the fruits of the Xinghai neon clothes at noon the next day, Gou Liang and Mo Yan didn't rush to try their luck in the secret formation method at first, but returned to Sumi mustard and let Gou Liang refine the neon fruits.

Mo Yan didn't eat the neon fruit at first, after all, Ling Tianjian had to be returned to him by the method of double cultivation, provided that Gou Liang's cultivation was above him.

At this time, he was trying to make Fuxindan with the nectar of Xinghai Nishang.

Yun Xiao's ancestors fled in a hurry, and found that Li Minghua's Xu Mi ring had been put on the butterfly ring, and he could not afford to transfer the materials in the ring, and he was thrown away for escape. Li Minghua, as the most promising younger of Lingxiaomen, also has the cultivation of Yunxiao ancestors in these years. He has to abstain from everything that is used for alchemy.

Among them, there is Danfang of Fuxindan.

Based on Gou Liang's early cultivation of Jin Dan, the spiritual power contained in the 10,000-year-old neon fruit is too strong, and he can barely absorb one, and this one took him three days to absorb.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he heard a blast.

Alas.

Distracted to see his sword ancestor Mo Yanchu, fry the furnace without accident.

Gou Liang looked at the discarded herb residues in the stove and covered his nose and said, "Fortunately, the teacher didn't expect you to wash my hands and make soup for me.

Mo Yan said at the beginning that Master had taught, but he still looked at the scorched Dan furnace and had not given up the appearance of another furnace.

Gou Liang waved his hand to clean up the endgame and said to Mo Yan, "Dan Fang brought me to see."

At the beginning, Mo Yan gave his hands and saw Gou Liang glanced at God's consciousness. Then he prepared the neon flowers and the rest of the herbs needed, and took out the usual kitchen utensils from Xumi's ring. .

Gou Liang opened the pot to ignite, and the amount of materials used was brought along at will. It felt completely unlike Mo Yan's rigorous refining based on Danfang.

Seeing this, Mo Yan opened his mouth at first, but finally did not stop him from making trouble.

Although these herbs are precious, once they did not lack neon flowers, secondly, those herbs were all obtained by Li Minghua's Xu Mijie, and there was surplus, which was nothing to toss with him.

Don't want to, a moment later, a strong scent came out.

The fire he used was not an ordinary fire, but a different fire that was originally sought by the original lord Luan for cooking. The flame ignited the shape of the lotus stand under the Guanyin seat, the fire was three minutes, the small fire was faint blue, the medium fire was purple blue, and the high fire was purple. With its blessing, even more meticulous cooking enhances.

When Mo Yan met for the first time, he couldn't help worrying about the disciple's publicity. He didn't know how much Dan Xiu would be jealous with this one.

The scent is stronger and stronger than Danxiang. Mo Yan first knew the goods, and when he smelled the smell, he knew that the medicine had dispersed, and the first step of alchemy was successful. It is a pity that it is stewed in a pot and cannot be condensed as in a Dan furnace.

He thought, and said, "Master is quite talented in alchemy. Why not try it? Don't you always regret that Dan Xiu doesn't have the spirit and taste of a spiritual chef."

Gou Liangyang smiled with a lip: "I don't want to grab Dan Xiu's rice bowl for the teacher, otherwise the teacher must be serious and Lingxiao Gate must be closed."

Mo Yanchu: "... Master's words are extremely true."

Gou Liang: "Ha ha ha ha."

Both the master and the apprentice boasted gags, boasting more and more fascinating medicine, transparent nectar and a dried herb have been boiled, the color of the soup gradually changed from the water color, and it became a light orange, which is generally the same as the milk of the mandarin fruit.

Gou Liang saw that the fire was almost there, adjusted to purple and blue medium fire, took out a jade gourd and said to Mo Yanchu: "It's really fragrant. I'll put some wine in for the teacher. The taste must be more perfect."

He was happy, and did not care about Mo Yan's disapproval at the beginning. After pouring spirit wine, he used his hand as a fan, smelled the fragrance, and sighed intoxicatedly.

"Spiritual spirit wine really is the pen of God, wonderful. And wait for my teacher to cook two more side dishes, the last bowl of Lingmi, it is a supreme enjoyment."

At first Mo Mo saw him pout his lips and licked his lips, saying that he really took out the ingredients and prepared to cook. He was shaking his head and laughing, and suddenly heard a thunder.

Gou Liang was startled. "Why is there thunder in Xumi mustard?"

Mo Yanchu said: "This is the voice of Thunder Robber. Could someone break through Yuan Ying in the secret place ..."

"No, why do I listen to this voice toward us-lying down!"

Gou Liang's voice did not fall, a thunder suddenly chopped down without warning, pointing directly at the soup pot in front of him!

Speaking of time and time, just before the soup was destroyed, there was a flood in the body of Gou, food, and beams. Mo Ying, who was in the infancy, had just reacted at the beginning, and he had already jumped out of the house with the soup !!

A thunderstorm of fire-colored clouds suddenly appeared in the year-round sunny and cloudless sky of Sumi mustard. After waiting for the breath, a second thunder came.

Dan Jieyun?

No, it's not Dan Jie. But Ke Moyu had never seen such a fiery red calamity cloud at first, and never heard that the food cooked by the spirit chef could cause thunderstorms. This is really ...

"Well, don't follow me anymore! What are you doing, Mo Yanchu, stop it for me!"

Gou Liang's shouting shouted back to Mo Yanchu's mind. He had no intention of blocking Lei Gou for Gou Liang. This is a good opportunity for the monk. However, seeing that the fourth thunderstorm had surpassed the coercion that Brother Jin Dan could resist, Mo Yan had forgotten the original intention of letting Gou Liang go through the training and flew to block it.

After three more thunder robberies, the last one was hit with force, and even Mo Yan was unable to face the front edge at first, and hurriedly sacrifice the magic weapon to resist.

Badao Thunder, Bapinling ... Soup?

Mo Yan didn't know if it was a joke or praised Gou Liangshu's speciality at first, and the thunderbolt that broke through Yuan Ying did not cook this bowl of soup.

"Hot, hot!"

Seeing that the cloud of fire dissipated, Gou Liang dared to put down the soup pot and yelled.

Mo Yan grabbed his hand at first glance, and the residual inflammatory power of "Three-colored Avalokitesvara" on the black iron pot ear almost burned Gou Liang's hand!

"you!"

Mo Yan was suddenly angry at the beginning. It can be seen that Gou Liang was screaming in pain and blowing into his palm, which was stupid and stupid but made his atrium caught by a strange emotion. He couldn't swear anything. When he came out, he hurriedly called for Lingquan to wrap his hands and heal him.

The pain subsided, and Gou Liang had the energy to curse: "What's going on, I haven't heard that cooking soup can lead to thunder."

Mo Yan didn't want to discuss with him at this time, but all the treasures in this world may lead to common sense of thunder and thunder, and he said badly: "Why didn't I see you screaming and hurt?

Gou Liang: "... It came to grab food with me. Where can I care so much?"

Mo Yanchu said, "You will always be bad for this greedy problem!"

Gou Liang pursed his lips without refuting it, but his heart was terribly cruel.

His husband likes him only 66, even if the rule of the Lord God does not love him, he shouted to stop chasing him, it was exhausting.

At first Mo's face was so soft to his wet peach eyes that he didn't notice his fall, his tone softened first: "Don't make such a joke next time, the soup can be boiled again, what to do if it hurts you. "

As he said, he waved the fountain, carefully looked at Xia Gouliang's hands, and confirmed that he was OK before letting go of him: "Go and drink soup, as it is the eight treasures identified by heaven, it should be good. It is not known How does Fuxin Dan compare? "

He gave Gou Liang a bowl of soup. Gou Liang held the soup bowl in his hands but didn't drink it, instead he stared at him.

Mo Yan was weird at first, and he asked hesitantly, "Master, why not drink?"

"It's nothing." Gou Liang responded vaguely and took a sip of hot soup, then suddenly said, "Yu Chu, you just saw me like that ..."

"Huh?" Mo Yan was unknown at first.

Gou Liang grinned and said brightly, "I thought you were going to kiss me."

Mo Yan paused for a while, he didn't know what expression he was at this time, but his heart was suddenly beating, a certain emotion that he had just ignored came to his heart again, making him happy, and making him irritable, giving birth to a kind of Inexplicable impulse.

"Well," Gou Liang frowned, and Dimple said deeply, "as it is now."

This time, Mo Yan clearly felt the impact of the atrium being struck, but for a moment he could not look away from Gou Liang's proud and happy face.

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"Master, are you ... asking for a kiss from me?"

Mo Yan's throat was a little tight at the beginning, so to speak, she had already leaned over and kissed Gou Liang's dimple, and then backed away.

"I didn't say that." Gou Liang's eyebrows were full of smiles. After drinking a bowl of medicinal soup, he handed the bowl to Mo Yanchu and said, "It tastes great, you can try it."

Mo Yan got up to serve the soup at first, and then sat down next to Gou Liang, watching him drinking the soup with pleasure, and said, "No, Fuxin Tang is useless to me. Drink more."

Gou Liang took a small sip of soup and didn't rush to let him serve the third bowl. He looked up at Mo Yanchu and said, "You really don't want to taste, the taste ... will definitely not let you down."

As he said, he licked his lips, his face full of interest and unknowing seduce.

At first, Mo Yan looked at the pink tongue in his mouth, the wet red lips, and suddenly remembered the taste of "taste" them last night. Before waiting for Gou Liang to urge him, he lowered his head and tasted the taste in Gou Liang's mouth.

Gou Liang responded to him without hesitation, and laughed uncomfortably during the kiss. With a successful smile in his eyes, it was clear that he had intentionally seduced him just now. It can be seen that his happy appearance Mo Yan was not annoyed at first, but his mood was surging.

The soaring soul power of sweetness exposed his emotional changes in front of Gou Liang. At a critical point, Mo Yanchu couldn't help but reach out and tighten his waistband into his arms, holding his face in the other hand. The rough palms ran down his delicate skin, struggling his neck eagerly.

"Little pit ..."

Mo Qingchu's clear and calm eyes have gradually become a little confused, murmured unconsciously, and kissed him with a more domineering depth.

Gou Liang trembled, and the consciousness captured by the delicious soul power had a moment of clarity, but this soberness brought deeper hope.

For only a few months, he felt that he hadn't heard him call himself like this for a long time.

This world is very different from before, and favorability rises slowly. Gou Liang is still familiar with Mo Yanchu's temperament and some unconscious micro-expressions, but Mo Yanchu is nothing special to him, as if he is not indistinguishable from those indifferent people who have 0 favorability in his eyes. Gou Liang felt frustrated even when he was trying to get close to him with his purpose and never bothered.

However, the monks in the advanced world never said deep sleep, they kept alert at all times-especially Mo Yanchu who never lived for many years and would never be half-relaxed. Using empathy props on the body, it is impossible to confirm whether the 1% consciousness of the main **** exists in the sea of ​​consciousness at the beginning of Mo Yan.

Gou Liang's heart was finally solid until he heard himself shouting.

Mo Yan felt his mood floating at first, and kissed him back in a gentle and gentle manner, but the strength of hugging him seemed to have exhausted his strength to the point where he felt pain.

Immediately, he noticed the strangeness of Gou Liang's body, and quickly got out of the delusion.

"... Early?"

Gou Liang's eyes were bewildered, and he looked at Mo Yanchu with a pant of breath, with some fragility in his expression, and his eyes were kept clear.

Mo Yan was so excited at first, that he could not hold back the temptation and kissed him, then he let go of him and said, "You are feverish, the medicine soup is working, and the express is working."

Gou Liang: "..."

He pursed his lips and reluctantly.

"Don't make a fool, hurry up."

At first he saw that he still rested on him, and patted him on the back to urge him. Gou Liang narrowed his eyes and suddenly laughed, holding Mo Yanchu's neck hard, his legs wrapped around his waist effortlessly, and said: "I think this posture is better for meditating."

Then, instead of giving Mo Yan the time to react, he closed his eyes and took care of himself.

Mo Yanchu: "..."

He stood there for a long while before finally getting action.

The unfinished medicated soup was collected, and he took the beam that climbed on his body like a sloth and came to the water of Lingquan Lake. He carefully hugged him and sat in the pool to help him absorb it. Medicine.

Gou Liang in his arms was extremely quiet at this time, his face did not have a dazzling smile, nor did he tease his slyness, or he was confused and intoxicated, but Mo Yan could not help but stare at him at first.

He was a little at a loss, wondering how he and Gou Liang would develop into such a close relationship now.

Mo Yan didn't feel anything about them when they became priests. At that time, monks who practiced priests in the practice world for the benefit of each other were everywhere, and had nothing to do with love. Moreover, the avenue is ruthless, and the monk feels easily indifferent. Once in love, he will have a demon, which is beneficial to Xiantu.

Mo Yan never thought about who he was passionate about at the beginning, and never thought that he would be such an apprehensive and indifferent apprentice.

But after living so long, he has never had the urge to hold a person in his arms like this moment.

I do n’t know why this strong desire to make Gou Liangzhan be his own, but Mo Yanchu did n’t think it was bad. At least, now he is holding the meditation and unforgettable tricks and still does not forget to coquettish him, holding on to the small things that he cannot let go, his heart is full and stable.

He lowered his head, his lips lightly touching Gouliang's forehead, and he stunned in his heart: ... what's so rare about this little thing.

But holding his movements unconsciously tightened up a bit.

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After six hours, Gou Liang opened his eyes.

Yuan Ying's remodeling process was very smooth, but Gou Liang was not very happy, but muttered with regret: "In the early days of Yuan Ying ..."

Mo Yan was holding him out of the puddle at first, and after hearing a word, he laughed out loud: "Not in a hurry."

Gou Liang's face flushed, and the guy could hear what he was sorry for.

"Can't come down yet, Master, do you want to lie on me for such a lifetime?"

Mo Yan teased him at first, and then patted Gou Liang's ass.

Gou Liang jumped off the ground like a cat with a tail on his tail, annoyed: "It's presumptuous, big and small, and you are less and less a teacher."

"How dare the disciples, Master has wronged me."

That being said, Mo Yanchu's expression was completely different.

After ascertaining his heart for Gou Liang, Mo Yanchu also dismissed the gentle and humble disguise in front of people and acted casually.

Gou Liang snorted and did not care about him generously.

At the beginning, Mo Yan dried the water stains on Gou Liang's clothes and asked him, "Master, should he continue to refine the spiritual soup?"

Gou Liang shook his head, "The soup will not have much effect if we drink it again. Let ’s go back to the mystery. This ancient cave is different. Maybe we are lucky next time and we can meet more than Xinghai Nei-Shang—"

Said, Gou Liang's voice was a meal.

Mo Yanchu also heard the slamming sound of Zong Menling on Gou Liang's body. This was a disciple of Seven Swords asking for help.

The two looked at each other, and it was not too late, and they stepped out of the Sumi Mustard Imperial Sword towards the information office.

From a distance, Gou Liang saw the nephews of the besieged besieged monsters on the shore of the lake, and before he jumped off the flying sword, he heard the system shout:

[Master, look at it! Below the lake is actually a tomb palace, which is full of double practice exercises, not one or two books, but one house after another! !! Oops, this funeral is so dirty, everyone is shy ~~]

The tone was full of excitement.

Gou Liang: ... Endless brother, it turns out that you are such a magic repair. ⊙ω⊙