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Chapter 1835: Zhizhi: Boyfriend made it

  Chapter 1835 Zhizhi: Made by boyfriend

  Thinking of this, Gu Zhiqi paused slightly.

   When she was in Shuilanxing, she really couldn't make a complete meal, but she didn't seem to have tried it in this world.

  Su Meiren's cooking skills are so good, why don't she find time to learn from her?

  Thinking like this, Gu Zhiqi secretly wrote down this matter.

   Not knowing what Gu Zhixi was thinking, Ling Zhiyu asked Gu Zhixi again, "May I ask, who made this dish?"

   It was the first time for Ling Zhiyu to eat such a delicious dish.

  Gu Zhiqi raised his eyes and glanced at Ling Zhiyu, was silent for two seconds, and said, "My boyfriend did it."

  Because they had to stay in the trial environment for several days, Su Yunling prepared a lot of food for Gu Zhiqi and Gu Zhiqi, and asked Gu Zhiqi to bring it.

  Ling Zhiyu's eyes at this moment are all too familiar to her.

  Back then, she had the same look when she ate the food cooked by the Sumerians for the first time.

   It is said that if you grab a person's stomach, you can grab his heart.

  In order to prevent Ling Zhiyu's stomach and heart from being captured by the Sumerians, Gu Zhiqi felt that it was necessary to declare his sovereignty.

  Listening to Gu Zhiqi's answer, Ling Zhiyu was slightly taken aback.

   She was a little surprised that Gu Zhiqi actually had a boyfriend.

  However, I could also hear the possessiveness in Gu Zhiqi's tone. In order to avoid misunderstanding, Ling Zhiyu didn't ask any more questions, and even explained, "I've never eaten such a delicious dish, so I'm a little curious."

  Gu Zhiqi listened and nodded.

  He thought to himself: Her Su Meiren's cooking skills are naturally not comparable to others.

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Gu Zhiqi's original plan was to go to the next trial after staying in the poison trial for three days, but because Ling Zhiyu had to stay in the poison trial for four days, he stayed with her longer one day.

  In the first three days, the three of Gu Zhiqi didn't meet anyone.

   It was not until the fourth day that I met a few disciples of the Immortal Doctor League.

  Several disciples knew Ling Zhiyu, as soon as they saw Ling Zhiyu, someone stepped forward to say hello to Ling Zhiyu.

  A total of eight disciples, six of them greeted Ling Zhiyu, and they seemed to respect Ling Zhiyu.

  As for the two people who didn't come forward to greet Ling Zhiyu, they seemed to be somewhat hostile towards Ling Zhiyu.

   "What are you doing?"

   "She's not from our Poison Sect, why are everyone being so polite to her? Why, they all want to jump ship to Xiangmen?"

  A girl dressed in black and white, holding a whip in her hand, crossed her arms and looked at several disciples who greeted Ling Zhiyu with displeasure.

  After hearing the words, several disciples lowered their heads silently, not daring to look at the girl.

  The girl's name is Yang Siran, and she is the senior sister of the Poison Sect of the Immortal Doctor League.

  The disciples are naturally afraid of her.

  Yang Siran saw several disciples hanging their heads like quails, snorted coldly, and then turned his eyes to Ling Zhiyu, "Why did the master of Zhiyu sect enter this poisonous technique trial?"

  Ling Zhiyu: "It's for cultivation."

After hearing this, Yang Siran let out a soft ah, held the whip with one hand and continued to lay it across his chest, raised the other hand, and patted his head lightly, as if remembering, "I forgot, but our Zhiyu sect master is A genius who cultivates together in the five realms."

   As he spoke, Yang Siran looked Ling Zhiyu from top to bottom, "The closed disciple of the lord, the master of the Xiangmen, the most talented disciple of the Immortal Doctor League."

   Deliberately bit down the word once.

   After finishing speaking, he smiled contemptuously, and glanced at Ling Zhiyu very proudly.

  I don’t know, I thought her current talent was higher than Ling Zhiyu’s.

  (end of this chapter)