After transmigrating into Sword Spirit: The villain obediently comes to my bowl

A smile flashed in Jinghong's beautiful eyes, and she nodded obediently, "Okay, I'm waiting to drink fish soup with you."

Dongfang Yu happily went to cook fish soup...

Wang Feng followed suit by spreading a tiger skin on the floor and letting Liu Yang sit down in exchange for a thank you.

"Thank you Brother Feng, you will learn more from Brother Yu in the future, you can see how kind Brother Yu treats Jinghong."

Dongfang Han carefully glanced at everyone, seeing that no one noticed him, he stretched out his finger and poked Ye Liufeng's shoulder.

"Liu Feng, I won't make such jokes in the future, don't be angry." His eyes were shining brightly, and his attitude of admitting mistakes was very good.

A trace of helplessness flashed in Ye Liufeng's peach blossom eyes, he looked at Dongfang Han seriously and said, "Xiao Han, I'm not angry, I'm just not happy that you put your life at risk for the Lingshi."

Dongfang Han raised a hand and assured seriously, "It won't happen in the future." He was relieved: Liu Feng finally talked to him, and he was silent all the way.

Ye Liufeng sighed helplessly in his heart, he couldn't see Dongfang Han's lost appearance, he still liked to see him in high spirits...

The rich aroma filled the entire cave, and the aroma of barbecue was covered by the aroma of turbot fish soup. The milky white fish soup was tumbling in the pot.

Dongfang Yu filled two bowls of fragrant fish soup, handed Jinghong a bowl, and looked at her with a smile, "Jinghong, try it and see how it tastes?"

Jinghong smiled and took the fish soup, blew it lightly, and took a sip. The delicious taste made her squint her eyes, "It's so delicious!"

Looking at Jinghong's smiling eyes, Dongfang Yu felt satisfied. He picked up the bowl and took a sip of the fish soup, which was really delicious.

Dongfang Yu sniffed and looked at Dongfang Yu expectantly, "Brother Yu, can you give me a bowl of fish soup, it smells so good!"

Dongfang Yu looked at Jinghong, the meaning was obvious, but the fish soup I made for you, you can decide.

Jinghong's heart softened, and the corner of his mouth curled up into a smile, "Xiaohan can fill it up if he wants to drink."

Dongfang Han's eyes lit up instantly, he stood up and strode to fill the fish soup, he filled two bowls of fish soup with a bright smile and shared it with Ye Liufeng.

Wuying distributed the roast meat to the crowd, stood up and walked to the delicious fish soup, with a flash of light in his hand, a large bowl appeared, and he poured all the fish soup into his own big bowl.

Jinghong saw Wuying holding a bowl with a big face, walking forward cautiously, no matter how happy he looked, he couldn't help laughing out loud.

Dongfang Yu also shook his head helplessly, Wuying brought the fish soup to the little one, and said softly: "Little one, try it, brother Yu's fish soup is really good."

The little girl turned into a little girl, her big eyes were full of surprises, she took a small sip from the mouth of the big bowl of fish soup, and was instantly overwhelmed by the delicious fish soup, smiling sweetly, " It's delicious! Wuying, let's drink together."

The corner of Wuying's mouth curled into a smile, and he also took a big sip from the mouth of the big bowl of fish soup. The delicious fish soup made him feel happy.

"Little boy, I will make fish soup for you in the future, okay?" Wuying asked, looking at Xiaobuier with bright black eyes.

Xiao BuDian smiled sweetly, with two small dimples, "Okay, as long as it is made by Wu Ying, I like it."

Wuying's mood became brighter and she finished a large bowl of fish soup.

Both Qin Zhuo and Ouyang Lie had resentful eyes, looking at the big bowl in Wuying's hand, they cursed in their hearts: You have already filled up the fish soup, you really are a foodie.

The sky dawned before he knew it. Dongfang Yu opened his eyes and looked at Jinghong who was leaning on his shoulders before. She was sleeping soundly, and the slightly curved corners of her mouth symbolized her sweet dreams.

Dongfang Yu couldn't help but curled the corners of his lips, admiring her sleeping face, with a lot of thoughts: I don't know if there will be him in her dream?

Jinghong is indeed dreaming at this moment. In the dream, Dongfang Yu is standing under the peach blossom tree, holding a budding peach blossom in his slender and beautiful hand, and looking at her affectionately in those eyes that are as bright as stars...

His voice was gentle and tender, "Jinghong, will you marry me?"

There was a happy smile on the corner of Jinghong's mouth, "Ayu, I am willing, I am willing to marry you..."

Maybe it was because the dream was too beautiful, Jinghong murmured, and the happy smile on her mouth was exactly the same as in the dream.

Dongfang Yu's black eyes were full of surprises, and he heard Jinghong calling his name, although he didn't know what kind of dream she had.

Looking at the happy smile at the corner of her mouth, knowing that she had him in her dream, joy spread in her heart, and the corners of her eyes and brows couldn't help but glow.

The startled eyelashes flickered, slowly opened her beautiful eyes, and saw Dongfang Yu looking at her tenderly, the smile in her eyes made her heart skip a beat.

"Morning, Ayu."

Dongfang Yu gently pampered Jinghong's cute nose, "Good morning, Jinghong will accompany me to practice sword."

Jinghong stood up and walked out of the cave with Dongfang Yu. The morning sun was warm but not dazzling, shining in the Qianren Forest, as if covering the forest with a golden gauze, beautiful and mysterious.

A light flashed in Dongfang Yu's hand, and Hanxue Sword appeared in his hand, looking at Jinghong with a smile, "Baby, please give me your advice."

The corner of Jinghong's mouth twitched into a smile, and the sword of Jinghong appeared in his hand as soon as he stretched out his hand, "Ayu, you have to be careful, I will not show mercy."

Both of them were dressed in white clothes like snow. Sometimes their swords collided and sometimes they separated.

Liu Yang and Wang Feng stood aside, watching the two practice swords with admiration. Their eyes flashed brightly from time to time, and they looked at each other with slight smiles.

A long sword appeared in Wang Feng's hand, and he looked at Liu Yang affectionately. Liu Yang instantly understood what he meant, and a light flashed in his hand. I held the long sword in my hand, and began to use the sentient swordsmanship.

This set of swordsmanship was created by Wang Feng and Liu Yang. Every move and style is full of friendship and hidden secrets. Those who fight with them will involuntarily think of the person they like, and their hearts will become gentle...

Dongfang Yu and Jinghong put away the long swords in their hands, and looked at Wang Feng and Liu Yang with a smile, "Ayu, look at Yangyang's sentient swordsmanship, which has evolved into the realm of sentient beings, but it is not yet perfect. Given time, the sentient realm will mature, and they will Your swordsmanship will be improved to a higher level."

I couldn't help admiring in my heart: In the original book, Wang Feng lost Liu Yang and created a ruthless swordsmanship to become a ruthless swordsman. Now because of Liu Yang, he has a life-and-death love.

Wang Feng and Liu Yang created the sentient swordsmanship, and even with the deepening of their relationship, their swordsmanship has gradually deduced the realm of sentient beings, and the power of love is limitless...

Dongfang Yu's black eyes flashed with light, and the corner of his mouth curled up into a smile, "I'll try their sentient domain, maybe I can give them some inspiration?"

Jinghong said with a smile: "Ayu, you have to be merciful."

The Hanxue sword appeared in Dongfang Yu's hand again, and with a movement of his figure, he met the sword in Wang Feng and Liu Yang's hands.

Wang Feng and Liu Yang were taken aback for a moment, and then looked at each other. The sword in their hands was flickering, and the two swords merged, facing Dongfang Yu's sword move...