Although Duanmu Yawang let them sleep peacefully and sleep well.

However, what happened to Jing Zaixing and the others in Donggong Mountain these days left them with lingering fears, and they didn't dare to really sleep in peace at first.

But they are too tired.

In addition, they somehow trusted Duanmu Yawang for some reason, and slept nervously for a long time. After the calm and the waves, they all fell asleep for some reason.

It's dawn.

After everyone woke up, they saw that they had no lack of arms or legs, and because they didn't have to take turns to watch the night, they had enough time to sleep, and everyone was full of energy.

Everyone feels that the whole person has a lot of energy.

Looking down, there was nothing dangerous under the tree.

It was a dream night.

Everyone was very happy.

Moreover, when they got up and came down, they smelled a good smell of meat.

They came down, followed the scent and looked for it, and they saw a big pot coming out from nowhere, and snow white soup was gurgling in the pot.

On the other side, there are two iron grills.

Two large sections of half-person-height meat rested on the spacious grill.

When the meat is grilled on an open flame, the fat overflows, makes a sizzling sound, and has an extremely attractive aroma.

"Guru..."

Everyone swallowed, their eyes reluctant to move away.

In this world, what is more comfortable than waking up early in the morning to see tempting and delicious food?

However, "Who owns these meat and soup?"

"Of course it's mine."

A familiar voice sounded from one side.

Everyone followed the sound and saw the young boy with a veil on his head, who never let people see her face. With large leaves in his arms, holding some small leaves dripping with water, he walked towards them calmly. come over.

"Master Gongyu, are you up so early?" When several people saw Duanmu Yawang, their eyes lit up.

Duanmu Yawang glanced at them, and said lightly: "It's not early." After that, he said for a while.

This time is equivalent to ten o'clock in the morning.

Several people were immediately ashamed.

"Don't stand, you should all have bamboo chopsticks and knives for eating?" Duan Mu Yawang didn't look at them, and carefully put the things he was holding on a big rock. "These big pieces of meat, you guys You can cut it and eat it. Spoon the soup naturally. Do it yourself."

After that, she took the lead in taking out a scalpel, and then she picked up a small leaf dripping with water on the boulder in one hand, and cut a small piece on the fragrant burnt meat with the other hand, and placed it on the leaf and rolled it up. I dip my head down on the small bowl next to me and I dipped the purple sauce I don't know where I got it from, and I started to eat it.

While eating, she sighed, "It's delicious."

The others watched, then swallowed.

She didn't say it, they looked delicious.

Duanmu Yawang was speechless, "You can be full just by looking at me?"

"what!"

Everyone suddenly realized that they quickly washed with water, and then learned Duanmu Yawang, eating meat and drinking soup.

Early in the morning, I had a nice meal.

Everyone was very satisfied with the meal. After eating, they even leaned back against the stone and hiccuped, "So comfortable, so satisfying."

This is something that everyone can't even think of when entering Donggong Mountain.

Suddenly I felt that Donggong Mountain, which was originally treacherous, had suddenly become quiet and happy.

Duanmu Yawang was dumbfounded by their appearance.

She remembered that there were three patients, and said, "Are the three patients awake?"

Everyone suddenly became ashamed. They only cared about eating and drinking, and they forgot about the three patients...

However, the three patients were already sick, so they have not yet woken up.

They called before they woke up.

Pan Xiangan came down from the tree with his cousin on his back. He threw him on a rock and sat down not very tenderly. Master Gongyu thank you first."

Before Pan Xiangan's cousin was like a blood man, Duan Mu Yawang couldn't see his appearance, but he thought he was a young and handsome person. Now his face is clean, and his face is completely exposed.

It was indeed a handsome face, with snow-white skin, narrow eyes, thin lips, slightly squeezed, and the eyelids lifted. It was an expression of arrogance and arrogance.

He pursed his lips. Although weak, he held it up hard. He didn't know what was going on when he was ill. Duanmu Yawang originally thought she was thinner than Pan Xiangan. She stood up and found that he was taller than Pan Xiangan.

The figure is thin and tall, and the figure is very good-looking.

With no expression on his face, he gave Duanmu Yawang a hand: "Su Hezhi, thank you Gongyu for saving his life."

Duanmu Yawang didn't speak, looked at him, then at Pan Xiang'an, and finally said to Pan Xiang'an: "Your cousin is better-looking than you." Su Hezhi, a name that looks like a wild crane, is indeed a cold and indifferent person.

He is very good, and he doesn't even need to pick up the stars, but I don't know if he is too silent, she hasn't noticed such a person these days.

Pan Xiangan twisted his face and took a deep breath, "Master Gongyu, everyone says that." It should be said that as long as he is not blind, he can see it.

So, don't remind me of this matter.

Duanmu Yawang smiled happily and waved her hand to Su Hezhi: "You are polite, you have injuries on your body, sit down."

Su Hezhi sat down.

Duanmu Yawang tilted her head and asked him: "How do you feel physically?"

"My body gets better very quickly."

He replied concisely, but Duanmu Yawang understood that his words not only explained his situation, but also praised Duanmu Yawang's medical skills.

Pan Xiangan obviously had an opinion on Su Hezhi, "You can't say a few words when the son is talking to you. Who can show a dead face to him?"

Su Hezhi's cold eyes glanced at him, and he didn't even bother to say a word to him.

Pan Xiangan was furious, and opened his mouth to talk about his hardships since he was injured. Duanmu Yawang took the lead with a smile and said, "I think Young Master Su has a good personality."

No nonsense, a very calm person.

It doesn't seem to match Pan Xiangan's previous description.

Pan Xiangan was dumbfounded, "The son actually thinks he has a good personality?"

"Yes."

Duanmu Ya looked at him, and saw Jing Jixing coming out to help Young Master Wei, who was injured in his legs last night. Duan Mu Yawang waved his hand and said to Su Hezhi: "Sus Young Master Su freshen up and eat."

Su Hezhi nodded.

Master Wei was helped out. Seeing that Duanmu Yawang didn't care about his injuries, he wanted to express his gratitude. Duanmu Yawang helped his forehead and said helplessly: "Master Wei should sit down and talk."

Young Master Wei smiled, and after being helped to sit down, he said gratefully: "My son, I don't want to thank you for your great grace. If you need it in the future, please don't hesitate to speak up, and Wei Yanzheng will do his best to do it for him."