Motiyunzhen made a bowl of noodles for Shen Yuning. Even if he sprinkled some red oil and shrimp, it was just a bowl of ordinary noodles. But when it was served, it was full of fragrance, even the delicacies on the table were covered.

Can't stay.

The taste of this bowl of six shrimp noodles is definitely worthy of his complicated cooking. Shen Yuning buried her head and ate most of the bowl before realizing that the atmosphere on the dining table was a bit wrong.

She looked up and looked at Motiyun who was eating silently, and looked at the anniversary of the food she was busy picking up for Motiyun. She obviously wanted to be rejected every time she picked up chopsticks, but she still enjoyed it. She even faced Motiyun's angry gaze

He also put on a flattering smiley face.

"Do you think something is wrong?" She touched Bai Yu with her elbow.

Without getting a response, she had to pull out the pork ribs from Bai Yu's mouth: "Uncle and aunt seem to be a little unwilling to eat..."

"Ahhh?" Bai Yu looked around in a daze: "What? I'm full? I'm not full yet, the leader!"

"Can you have some other pursuits besides eating?" Shen Yuning was very disgusted.

Bai Yu glanced at her bowl of noodles that was almost finished and wiped her mouth silently.

Shen Yuning coughed dryly, breaking the quietness of the meal: "Little, little buns! Do you eat noodles?"

The bowl of the bun was already filled with boneless meat and fish that were thorny. He ate it bitelessly. Seeing that he was not interested, he heard Shen Yu call him and nodded immediately and squeezed with her.

Eat noodles on a chair!

Although the food was rich, everyone had their own thoughts. It was not necessary to say that Ji Xinyuan and Meng Tang had a fight.

Motiyun took a few bites, suddenly remembered something, and asked Ji Jun, who was standing next to him: "Have the food from Tingyunju delivered?"

"No, Master said..."

"Old man is here to eat with you!"

After saying that, the sword immortal Ji Feixuan walked into the Guiyi Hall of Shaoyang Sect’s banquet guests with his hands. Seeing this, everyone quickly stood up to greet him.

The disciples of Shaoyang even held their fists and bowed, calling out: "Master."

"Master..." Ji Nian also came forward: "Why are you free to come here?"

"What? The old man can't come over? The Shaoyang visitors didn't even see you, so too! Now the head of Shaoyang is you, you are not doing whatever you want and doing whatever you want! You don't have the old thing like me in your eyes!

"

"No, you don't want to meet outsiders for many years, and your son doesn't dare..."

"I have been unwilling to meet with others for many years, but I am shameless! It's because you made me feel shameless! Besides, it's one thing for the old man not to want to meet you! It's another thing for you to report it!"

"It's because my son is not thinking well. I'll introduce you to this..."

"You talk so much!"

Ji Nian was bored, so he could only bow his head and retreat to the side. He was even less popular than the last disciple of the Shaoyang Sect.

Shen Yuning looked at it with some sympathy. It was true that it was because people were middle-aged and cats were annoyed by dogs!

"Dad." Motiyun called him, and Ji Feixuan immediately changed his face: "Well, Tiyun, you have worked hard all day long!"

"It's not hard, Dad, sit down quickly. I'll introduce you to me. This is Meng Tang, the leader of Junbei Yiyue Sect."

Shen Yuning looked at Meng Linxiao, and saw that he paused, but he raised his hand and bowed.

The leader breathed a sigh of relief and took a sip of tea slowly. Fortunately, he was more respectful to the seniors than Meng Linxiao!

"The disciple has met the master."

"puff--!"

Shen Yuning sprayed tea, not only her, but everyone here was surprised and looked at each other.

Ji Xinyuan said: "Grandpa, Master Meng, is your apprentice?"

Ji Feixuan pointed at Meng Tang and sat down at the first place with a smile: "After so many years, you kid finally call the old man "Master!"

Meng Tang said, "Master was not an old man back then."

"Ah, is that?" Ji Feixuan touched his gray hair: "After so many years, how can he remain unchanged? Haven't you changed too? He was a young boy at the time and used to wearing red clothes. How can he wear such a simple dress now?

Bai, what's wrong?

My wife died?”

"…"

If the other party was not the Shaoyang Sword Immortal, Yin Feng Songyue might have put the scimitar on his neck at this moment, but just because the other party was the Shaoyang Sword Immortal, the two brothers took a step back very tactfully.

Can't beat it.

"The Neiko has passed away."

"Oh!" The old man apologized: "I'm sorry, I really made it clear! But it's okay! The old ones don't go to the new ones! Maybe you can marry Liu Jiaojiao, the capital in disguise, in a blessing.

!”

"The inner child is Jiaojiao."

"…"

Shen Yuning covered her face with her hands, so old man, if you really can't speak, why not try to be a mute?

But the facts proved that the old man not only didn’t want to be a mute, but was also very enthusiastic about the gossip of the couple: "Good boy, you really got him home! If you don’t move forward... she shouldn’t be too old! She died as soon as she became a relative?

How did you die?"

When the scar was exposed again, Meng Tang lowered his eyebrows slightly and showed a self-blame expression: "It's my Meng family who is sorry to her."

"Is that true! It was you who wanted to marry someone in a stern manner, and then he made people young and beautiful! What do you want to do?"

Yes, if Jiaojiao didn't marry him...

Even Liu Chang said, if Jiaojiao married someone else, why would that happen?

It was him, he killed Jiaojiao!

"Don't say to my father!" Just as everyone was embarrassed because of Ji Feixuan's indiscriminate words and didn't know how to ease the atmosphere, Xiao Baozi was already blocking Meng Tang with his small breasts.

"Dad would rather die than he wants his mother to die! It's just that Dad has no choice. You don't know anything, you know that you blame Dad here!"

"Little bun..." For some reason, Shen Yuning felt very distressed when he saw the water in his dark pupils. This child with an overly mature mind really knew everything.

"Come here, little baby!" Ji Feixuan became interested and waved to the little guy.

But the little guy raised his chin and said nothing, "What are you going to do!"

"If you ask you to come, come over! If the old man can eat you, can you?"

"That's hard to say! A master like you who has an incredible internal strength will not waste any effort if you want to eat me a child as big as a carrot!"

"Ha!" Ji Fei was so angry that he was slammed and stared at him, deliberately scattering his teeth and claws, "Don't talk about eating you! The old man will not waste his power of eating your father!"

"Dad! He wants to eat you!"

Meng Tang slapped his son behind his back: "Past."

"Dad?" Xiao Baozi was shocked: "Do you don't want me anymore? I'm no longer angry with you and Uncle Shen. It doesn't matter if you hug each other and sleep!"

"…"

Shen Yuning was very suspicious of the fact that she and Meng Tang hugged each other and slept... Sooner or later, they would be spread throughout the world by the little buns!

"I don't want you, and no one dares to ask for it!" The man pushed him again in anger. The little bun staggered a few steps and was pushed in front of Ji Xinyuan.

At this moment, the old man squinted his eyes and looked at the little baby with his pink and jade, looking at him happily: "What your father told you, is the old man's internal strength strong?"

"I can see it!"

"See it?"

Shen Yuning explained: "Grandpa, you don't know. The son of Sect Master Meng can always see how others' internal strength is at a glance?"

"Is that true! This is similar to the old man's view of people's bones!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Shen Yuning took the opportunity to instigate: "This is all fate, grandpa!"

Ji Feixuan was happy and grabbed Xiao Baozi's arm and pulled it into his arms. The child was so scared that he struggled: "What are you doing! Let me go!"

The old man scared him: "I want to eat you!"

"Don't think about it!" The little guy thrust his hand with a knife, but was easily caught by Ji Feixuan!

"Good boy, it's exactly the same as your father back then! Call me grandpa, grandpa, teach you how to recognize people and see bones!"

"Don't call! Don't learn!"

"Hahahaha!" The old man laughed loudly again, "It's okay, your father didn't call me master back then, I still passed on his Shaoyang sword technique! If you call me, it won't be like his species!"

"There is no rush to accept the apprentice in this moment!" Motiyun smiled and said, "Dad, if you don't eat this food, it will be cold!"

"Okay, eat and eat!"

Ji Feixuan was so happy that he invited everyone to sit down. Ji Feixuan sat down at the position that originally belonged to Ji Nian. He, the leader of his sect, seemed a little helpless when he stood aside.

Motiyun was about to ask Ji Zi to add a chair, but Ji Nian said, "Master, I suddenly remembered that I should be a new disciple who is about to take the exam today. You eat first, I'll go to the martial arts venue to take a look!"

"Hmph, when did you care about this kind of thing?" Ji Feixuan glanced at him sideways and said, "If you don't want to have a meal with the old man, don't have to find these high-sounding reasons!"
To be continued...