Chapter 141

  Lin Qing looked at the junior who pointed at his nose and scolded him with black lines.

  The younger brother's voice became weaker and weaker, and finally, he retracted his fingers embarrassingly: "Hey, big brother..."

   "Take your noodles, no one will grab you!" Lin Qing angrily handed the noodles to his junior brother.

   "Haha, I knew that senior brother was a man of high integrity and high quality. He is a rare disciple under Master's sect!"

  Then, the juniors at the back watched Lin Qing take the last bowl of noodles while the former person praised Lin Qing.

   "What are you looking at!" Lin Qing blushed, and jumped up to Feiying, with her back to everyone.

   I said I wouldn’t fight with that junior, but I didn’t say I wouldn’t fight with you!

   "That's right, it's the spirit of giving up face for one bite. It's great. You deserve to be my disciple of Feiying!" Feiying didn't forget to give Lin Qing a thumbs up while eating noodles.

  Lin Qing took a mouthful of noodles and decided not to argue with others.

  The juniors and brothers had tears in their eyes.

Lin Qing felt that the sour soup was very suitable for his appetite. Since the beginning of summer, he has not had much appetite, but now his appetite has been opened up all at once. Seeing that the soup is almost drunk and the noodles have not eaten a few mouthfuls, Lin Qing probes his brain to the pan.

  Since she made it for others to eat, Chen Muxue didn't use her own iron pot, but a big pot in the kitchen.

  Lin Qing poured the noodle soup into the bowl, thinking that adding two more salt would be enough.

   Turning around, Feiying, who had finished eating the noodles, pointed his sword at him murderously, almost scaring his bowl away.

   "Master...Master, what's wrong?" Lin Qing asked tremblingly.

  Could it be that Chen Muxue took the opportunity to add some strange medicine to harm Liuyunzong?

   No way, she is still in Liuyunzong, so she wouldn't do such a stupid thing!

  I only heard Feiying say quietly: "You, you poured too much juice, you can't keep it for long!"

"When you add so much soup, it completely dilutes its original taste and loses its original deliciousness. Why are you so careless as an apprentice? You just praised you, and you turned around and made such an insult to the food." Things, alas, I am really ashamed to be a teacher!" Feiying covered her face and sighed in a painful tone.

   Thank you very much. Lin Qing silently picked up a piece of noodles with chopsticks and put them in his mouth, um, the taste was a bit bland.

   "Okay, okay, people can eat whatever they want. Those who don't know think you are Aristotle's sister, Jeanne Masto." Chen Muxue patted Feiying on the shoulder.

  Fei Ying put away her sword: "Who is Aristotle?"

  Lin Qingfu'er, Master, is the emphasis on the name above? What they mean is that you have too many things to do!

  Outside the house, after eating noodles, Cen Li chased after wearing a pig mask, and pinched off a thousand paper cranes.

  Master Shen and Shen Yao happened to pass by, and the old man elbowed his daughter: "What do you think of that man? He looks like a good-looking man!"

   "Are you serious, dad? That man is wearing a mask with a pig's face painted on it." Shen Yao felt helpless.

   "Look at the clothes he's wearing, even if it's a pig, it's still a pig from the Immortal Sect. It's rare to see him!" Mr. Shen thought open-mindedly.

Shen Yao remembered Cen Li chasing after the exposed fox eyes, she said helplessly: "Father, he came with that Miss Chen, the two of them are fine, besides, why worry? Maybe there are people waiting in the distance Follow me!"

  Master Shen glanced at Shen Yao: "Who? King Yama?"

  Shen Yao: "...Are you so disrespectful to your own daughter?!"

  (end of this chapter)