Goddess of Heaven

Chapter 569 Deja Vu
"The slaves dare not lie. They rushed back because they were worried that the quality of the incense would be damaged after a long time." Lingxuan cleverly changed the subject, lest the master's anger be directed at them servants.

Ziyun really let out a heavy breath: "Forget it, then go down quickly, pack up the Sala fruit, and make it into Sala incense."

Lingxuan and Lingxuan saluted as if they had been pardoned, picked up the small basket containing the Sala fruit and trotted down.

Ziyun looked at the backs of the two of them, and twisted the ropa in her hand bitterly, a good piece of veil almost made her wring it to pieces, and red blood was drawn out of her light white fingers, but she didn't notice it at all. detect.

"Brother Zisang, you are mine, you are mine, no one can take you away."

Looking at the yellowed ancient books on the case table, Ziyun pondered for a moment, and when he raised his eyes again, his eyes were clear.

"Ling Qing."

"The servant is here." A little fairy behind Ziyun replied.

"Go to the warehouse and take out the Ten Thousand Years Ganoderma lucidum that was sent by the Song and Yuan Shangxian a few days ago, and you will deliver it to Shenyue Palace yourself in a while," Ziyun said.

"Send it to Shenyue Palace? Shangxian, are you confused?" Ling Qing is Ziyun's personal maid, and has been with Ziyun for thousands of years. To please Zi Sang Yanxun's sweetheart, Ling Qing couldn't figure it out.

"You do what I say, and find a way to meet with senior brother, and tell him that I read the manual copy of the spells left by my father. There are some things I don't understand, and I want to ask him to give some pointers." Ziyun raised his hand softly With a soft brow, she signaled Ling Qing to hurry up and do it.

Of course she didn't want to please that God, even though she was the only God in the Three Realms, she was also her greatest rival in love, but right now, brother Zisang's heart was all on Shenyue, what could she do?If you don't stay low for the time being, I'm afraid it will be difficult to see brother Zisang.

Shenyue wandered around Mount Suoluo for more than half a day, until the sky became dark, and auspicious clouds were attracted, and she leisurely returned to Shenyue Palace.

When passing by the kitchen, a tangy smell of rice wafted over her nostrils, Shenyue swallowed hard, and walked over following the smell.

Pushing open the door of the kitchen, I saw a purple figure busy inside the house, adding some firewood to the stove from time to time, holding a shovel in his white jade-like knuckles, constantly stirring in the pot, In the small casserole on the stove next to it, steam was bubbling, and bursts of fragrance wafted from it.

Shenyue stared at this scene, feeling familiar.

Dongfang Yilang was cooking. He felt a gaze looking towards him. He didn't need to look up to know who it was. A smile appeared on his thin lips, but he pretended not to notice, and continued to work on his work.

Shenyue kept staring at him as he was frying the dish before she came back to her senses and shook her head, she just felt that she was a little nervous, she seldom descended to the realm, and there are very few people in the fairy world who can cook so freely , How could it be familiar?Must be too hungry.

To calm down the inexplicable emotions in her heart, Shenyue stepped forward and said, "Oh, it's really not easy for me to eat your meal. During the few days when the wind came, Guangguang stayed in the palace without cooking or talking. I haven’t seen you for a few days, and I thought you’d fled with the things in the palace, and I was thinking of going back and asking Linglong to check what was missing in the palace.”

Although Shenyue's words were sarcasm, they were extremely sweet to Dongfang Yilang's ears. This was the most time Shenyue told him since he came to Shenyue Palace.

(End of this chapter)