After about half of the incense stick, Du Fan drank a small piece of mutton soup again, and finally his eyes lit up. With a smile, he nodded with satisfaction. Then he put out most of the firewood under the pot, took out a porcelain bowl, filled it with the soup, and brought it to Chen Ru.

"This is..." Chen Ru looked at Du Fan, her mind was a little unrestrained, and she just subconsciously spoke softly.

"This soup is called 'Angelica Ginger and Lamb Soup'. It is the medicinal food of Zhang Zhongjingming, a famous doctor in my hometown. It has the effects of replenishing qi and nourishing blood, regulating menstruation and dispelling cold. You are now weak and are suitable for taking this soup."

Du Fan's fingers shook, and a small white porcelain spoon appeared. As he spoke, he served a spoonful of soup and blew hot air for Chen Ru. Every detail was mixed with an indescribable tenderness.

Chen Ru looked at Du Fan like that. Every movement of the other party was so light and so careful. All this made her intoxicated, her expression was dazed, and her thoughts were even more disordered. For a moment, her mind was blank.

However, when Du Fan brought a small spoon to her mouth and wanted to feed her soup, Chen Ru's body suddenly trembled, her eyes suddenly returned to clear, and panic flashed. She wanted to get up, but she had no strength, so she could only avoid her mouth and said hurriedly:

"Elder Du, you have a noble status, how can you do such a thing to take care of people..."

Seeing this, Du Fan shook his head, smiled slightly, and interrupted softly: "Don't talk nonsense, I should do whatever I do for you, be good, open my mouth."

"Be good..." When the word "女..." Chen Ru was completely confused. Since she was a child, no one had ever spoken to her in this tone...

Although her memory before she was six years old was vague, she also remembered that she was born in the countryside. Since she learned to walk, she went to the fields to help her parents farm. No one would regard her as a child and pamper her like a child.

After she was six years old, she entered Qixia Sect. With her special spiritual root qualifications, she became a treasure of Qixia Sect. Since then, she has been practicing hard all the way with the help of countless treasures of heaven and earth. (I love reading the fastest update)

When his cultivation level was small, he was named the senior sister of the Qixia Sect's disciples and was respected and admired by all the disciples in the sect. In this case, who would treat her as a girl and say to him: "Be good..."

Even the master she admires the most and respects most, Maple Leaf Sect Master, took good care of her and paved all the way for her to cultivate, but she was only cultivated as an heir, but she did not really spoil her.

Therefore, since she had memories, she had never experienced this experience at this moment.

She felt that her mind was already confused, but she looked at Du Fan with blurred eyes, subconsciously opened her mouth, drank the soup, and then opened her mouth...

She had forgotten at this moment how effective the medicinal food for mortals can have on her injuries? Even if she drinks all that big pot of soup, it is not as useful as using her own power for a moment...

She just felt that being injured was also a happy thing.

It was not until she drank the third bowl of soup that she woke up, her pretty face turned red, she lowered her head slightly, and said softly: "Elder Du, I...I'm full..."

"Ha! You are finally full. I was thinking just now whether you want to make another pot for you. You can rest for a while before I cut some lamb leg meat for you."

Du Fan immediately threw the bowl aside, turned his hand and took out a small plate and a silver knife, and ran excitedly to cut the lamb leg.

...

After a while, a piece of lamb leg meat entered his mouth. Chen Ru's eyes suddenly lit up and she shouted: "It's delicious! Is this what you meant to roast lamb leg?"

"Yes, do you still remember Ye Feng that I mentioned to you. This method of roasting lamb legs was learned from him.

Since I got the Qiankun Ring, I immediately purchased a set of barbecue equipment, a batch of lamb legs and other things needed for cooking. When I have nothing to do, I will fiddle with it. [I love reading]

Nowadays, I have achieved some success in roasted lamb legs.

Huh? Look at how you looked just now, have you never eaten meat before?" Du Fan said with a slutty brow, then thought of something, and asked with a light thrill.

"I have never eaten meat. Before entering Qixia Sect, my family was poor, so it would be nice to have a bowl of vegetable porridge made with vegetable roots.

After I entered Qixia Sect, what I ate was almost the same, but spiritual objects such as spiritual grass and spiritual fruits. When my cultivation reached the first level of the Qi Refining Stage, I didn’t need to eat and directly breathed in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to fast.

As for the meaty things, I really haven't tasted them. This is the first time. Thank you, Elder Du..."

After hearing this, Chen Ru fell into memories, with regrets and bitterness in the memories, which eventually turned into a sincere smile, and even became much better in spirit.

"Stop talking, eat more." He sighed softly and said softly.

Du Fan thought of his life experience. He originally thought he was unfortunate, but now, he only felt that he was much luckier than the poor woman in front of him.

In this way, the two of them fed and the other ate for a long time. Of course, Du Fan also ate a lot under the strong request of this woman. After half a stick of incense, the whole lamb leg was wiped out by the two of them.

Finally, Chen Ru's face gradually became rosy. Although it was not yet intact, it was not as pale as before. Her expression improved a lot, and she looked a little radiant as before.

"Hmph! I'm saving and awakening. Should I fulfill what you promised me?" Just as the two of them were filled with warmth, a very discordant hoarse voice suddenly came out.

"Who?" Chen Ru was shocked, and suddenly flashed, and stood up. Her beautiful eyes were instantly sharp. Her wrists shook. The red magic weapon appeared, staring at the stone wall. Looking at her appearance, she seemed to have almost recovered.

Of course, this has nothing to do with the "angelica ginger mutton soup" made by Du Fan and the roasted lamb legs, but the contribution of the previous Nine Yang casting spells.

When Du Fan heard this, his face turned red, then stood up, patted Chen Ruxiang's shoulder, indicating that she didn't need to worry. Finally, he coughed lightly, clasped his fists with both hands, and said carefully:

"For Miss Chen, thank you for helping Senior Jiuyang. As for the matter that I promised you, um...Miss Chen is just recovering from a serious illness and is still very weak, so it's not appropriate. Cough... can you take it for two days before you talk about it..."

"Hmph! Even if you don't do it, it doesn't matter. I won't force you, but you don't want to go out!" Jiuyang's eyes rolled, and he really ignored Du Fan, as if he was doing it himself.

Du Fan was stunned when he heard this, and suddenly felt dry and dry. It seemed that the idea of ​​getting away from the test was unrealistic.

"Jiuyang? You are the Taoist of Jiuyang!" Chen Ru seemed to remember something, her face changed drastically, and she looked panicked. She suddenly took two steps back, holding the magic weapon's jade hand trembled slightly, her eyes condensed, and she looked at the gray-white old man nervously.

"Huh? Miss Chen, what's wrong with you?" Du Fan was a little confused. Chen Ru's movements were abrupt and her reaction was very violent, which made him feel inexplicable.

"Hmm? Do you recognize me?" Jiuyang opened his eyes, frowned, and looked surprised, and his turbid gaze fell on Chen Ru.

This gaze that was realistic immediately made Chen Ru feel excited and stepped back a little without realizing it.

"Senior is really a Taoist Jiuyang. It turns out that you are still in the world..." Chen Ru's breathing rapidly. After panic, an incredible look began to flash in her eyes.

"Does everyone outside think I am dead?" Jiuyang's face darkened and he said coldly.

"Most people think so. With the cultivation strength of you and Senior Bai Luo, they disappeared overnight. Since then, no news has been heard in the cultivation world. Many people speculated that it was the ancestor of Wentian Sect who took action.

Since the ancestor Wentian took action himself, even if the two seniors are so powerful, it is absolutely unlucky."

Chen Ru's expression was still nervous. She looked at the old man tightly and spoke carefully, Du Fan was confused when she heard it.

"Ancestor Wentian? Haha... He didn't have time to recruit me, so how could he attack me? But for those guys in the cultivation world, this kind of guess is reasonable."

Jiuyang laughed loudly when he heard this, then nodded and said.

"Miss Chen, Senior Jiuyang, who is?" Du Fan felt that things seemed a little complicated and couldn't help but speak.

"The Nine Yang Senior is a cultivator of Yang Ling Root. Yang Ling Root belongs to the first of Yin Yang Ling Roots. It has excellent qualifications and is comparable to ordinary cultivation. Not only does it improve its cultivation level extremely terrifyingly, but it can also practice a variety of ancient secret techniques with extremely harsh conditions.

Senior Jiuyang was once considered to be the first to be the 6th place of Jiuzhou, and is most likely to become the second god-transforming monk. Hundreds of years ago, he was famous in Jiuzhou and was the first person under the god-transforming monk.

His Taoist couple is also a powerful Nascent Soul man. Wherever they pass, thousands of people admire them. Whether it is a rank of corps or the Seven-Star Merchant Alliance, they all regard them as guests of honor."

Chen Ru took a deep breath, spoke slowly, and said everything she knew.

"Then what you did just now? Could it be that Senior Jiuyang and Qixia Sect have some grudges?" Du Fan's heart moved, his eyes flashed, and he tentatively said.

Du Fan was not too surprised by Jiuyang's glorious deeds, because he had already been mentally prepared.

As for the Yang Ling root, he couldn't get any interest. Even the unpredictable life roots of ghosts and gods exist. Even if the Yang Ling roots are strange, what can they count...

The only thing he was worried about at this time was that the old man and Qixia Sect might have some hatred that could not be resolved, because he rarely saw such a panic look on Chen Ru. If that were the case, the situation between the two of them would not be too wonderful.
Chapter completed!