Because Liu Sanjue is the oldest, and he has the demeanor of an outsider, they all regarded him as an elder at first, thinking that Gu Fenghua and others were his juniors, and traveled with him. Only now did I realize that in front of Gu Fenghua, Liu Sanjue did not have the slightest pretensions of a senior. The respectful attitude he raised his hands and feet seemed to be Gu Fenghua's junior.
"Senior Sister Gu, Senior Liu, I will take you to Xianyun Pavilion, where our Yunchuan Sect entertains distinguished guests. It is said that the spirit-gathering formation was set up by the founder of the sect." Seeing that the sky was getting dark, Lu Linfeng said to Gu Fenghua and others said.
"No need, just live here, it's still clean." Gu Fenghua said.
Many people have been in seclusion for hundreds of years, but they may not be able to gain much. If they only rely on the spirit-gathering formation, no matter how abundant the spiritual energy of the world is, it will not mean much to them. What's more, it is impossible for them to stay in Yunchuanzong for too long, so there is no need to bother.
"Alright, then I'll clean the room." Lu Linfeng was young and straightforward, so he didn't persuade him much.
"Don't be in a hurry, clean up slowly after drinking the porridge." Luo Enen said.
"Porridge?" Gu Fenghua and the others were startled.
"The barbecue is delicious, but it's a bit greasy. Lin Feng is alone on weekdays, and he certainly doesn't have the heart to cook anything. He just takes care of it. He eats so much meat all of a sudden, I'm afraid it won't be good for his health. , so I made some lotus seed porridge by the way." Luo Enen said, looking at Lu Linfeng with pity.
"Where did you get the pot?" Ye Wuse asked curiously. He could see clearly just now that the only pot in the kitchen had been smashed into a hole by Lu Linshan's group, but he didn't know what Miss Luo used to cook the porridge.
"I dug it out from the bottom of the cabinet, don't worry, I washed it many times and it's clean, I won't kill you." Luo Enen said angrily.
It was only then that Ye Wuse remembered that there was indeed a dilapidated wooden cabinet in the kitchen. It was probably because of their unexpected arrival that Lu Linshan's men didn't have time to open it, so they survived.
Lu Linfeng looked at Luo Enen in a daze: Is there a pot in the cabinet? He moved here for several years, but he didn't find it.
Since his mother passed away, it has been a long time since he was cared for and cared for so much. His slightly pale and indifferent face became softer, his eyes were full of emotion, and his eye sockets were slightly red.
Soon, Lorn returned to the yard with a porridge pot in his arms. The plump rice grains are crystal clear, like pearls, and the lotus seeds are as white as jade. The fresh rice fragrance and lotus fragrance are mixed together, which is refreshing.
Although they had already eaten several roasted chickens and roasted rabbits, Lu Linfeng and Chen Juan couldn't help but twitch their index fingers and growl uncontrollably when they smelled the aroma of porridge.
"How about it, it smells delicious, right? It tastes even more delicious." Lornen was obviously very satisfied with the pot of lotus seed porridge, and said triumphantly when he heard the gurgling in their stomachs.
"It smells good, but is it really edible?" the fat man said in a very unpleasant way.
He actually admires Miss Luo's culinary talent. No matter what kind of dish she has, she can cook it in a delicious way, bringing great enjoyment to the senses of smell and taste. But the problem is that after eating it, the feeling that you can't live but can't die is also unforgettable. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com