Kitchen.

A piece of chicken flies.

Everyone in the kitchen was stunned and looked at the little cockroaches who were wading their wings, and they all had a hard time swallowing.

Their eyes, slowly moving from the little cockroach to the empty plates, the surprise in the eyes.

"This... what happened to this?"

Yingdie rushed out of the kitchen, she saw Baiyan's little pet at a glance, and the shocking color was no less than other people.

This little thing is just a chicken, and the body is small. How do you eat so many things?

Where did the things it ate go to?

At this moment, everyone feels that the stomach of Xiaoyan is like a bottomless pit. It seems that how to fill it is not enough...

Finally, all the food in the kitchen was swept away by the little cockroaches. It still had some unsatisfactory slaps, and looked at the maids around them.

It has been in the ruins for so many years, never enjoyed a little food, and the stomach has been hungry for many years. Now it is so easy to get so delicious, she can't control herself at once.

especially……

It doesn't think it's enough, it can eat more food!

"Two elders, what should I do? This little thing has to be eaten. If this continues, it will not be afraid of breaking it up?"

The maid wants to cry, in case the little girl is broken, what should Miss Young do?

Yingdie’s gaze always fell on Xiaoyan’s body, as if he was searching for something. After half a ring, her frowning brows just released, and smiled and said: “Nothing, I looked down, this small The guys haven’t been ruined so much, they should be able to eat more, and you will continue to prepare food for it and eat it.”

"Yes, the two elders."

With the words of Yingdie, the people present were relieved.

The kitchen workers began to work non-stop, preparing food for the ancestors...

......

Dust and frost field.

The Lord's Office.

The man sat at the table, and there was a picture in front of him. The original cold face then gradually disappeared after seeing the woman on the picture, and his eyebrows had a gentle light.

The picture is a woman in a green dress. She is pure and beautiful, with a shallow smile on her lips.

Her smile is very easy to touch the atrium, like a clean spring, flowing into the heart, washing the soul.

"Frost..." The finger of the man stroking the portrait is also soft, just like touching the face of a woman. "Beauty is like you, it should be the most beautiful color in the world. You are like a holy lotus, pure. Water, you can face such a wonderful person, those people have killed you... I will never let them go!"

He slowly closed his eyes.

This moment, the woman's smiling look is printed in his mind.

He seems to be able to hear her shallow voice again, whispering to him: "宸澈哥..."

However, since that incident, she has left him forever.

He will never forget the scene of the beloved woman falling in a pool of blood...

"Demon world, Emperor Cang!" Ye Haoqing clenched his fists tightly, and his eyebrows were once again turned into gloomy. "I will not let you go, people who killed the frost, I will not let go!"

The scenes of the past are vividly in the eyes, letting him hurt and tearing his heart, and his eyes are filled with the light of hatred.

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