Now that I have decided to stay, I have to plan everything from scratch.

This matter is a bit tricky. What is the "Dajiao Xuanyuan" mentioned by the waiter? What is its relationship with Yingsu?

No one knows these things. If you really want to check, I'm afraid you really have to wait until the first or fifteenth day of the lunar month.

"Since we have decided to stay, let's stay here with peace of mind." Zhiyang smiled, put her hand on Luoyuan's arm, and stood up slowly, "After walking for so long, I am also a little hungry, everyone.

Let’s eat something.”

If it weren't for Zhiyang's reminder, everyone would have forgotten that they hadn't eaten anything all day. After regaining consciousness, they turned their attention to the food that the waiter had just delivered.

Dajiao Xuanyuan has been feeling depressed recently. He grabbed a bun and put it into his mouth.

"etc!"

Before the steamed bun in his hand could be eaten, Jing Qian beside him shouted loudly, which made Dajiao Xuanyuan stop what he was doing.

"What...what happened?"

In an instant, everyone's eyes focused on Jing Qian, with doubts on their faces. Luoyuan tightly protected Zhiyang behind him, frowning slightly, and he was full of energy.

"There's no need to be so nervous." Looking at everyone's performance, Jing Qian couldn't help but smile awkwardly, stood up and walked to the dining area. With a twist of her wrist, a silver needle suddenly appeared in her hand, "This is the Feiling Tribe after all. Go out.

You still have to be careful out there.”

After saying that, Jing Qian kept testing the silver needle in his hand, his face solemn, and his eyes always focused on the silver needle in his hand.

Following Ying Su's movements, everyone's breathing became lighter. Except for Zhiyang, their eyes focused on Jing Qian, waiting for an answer.

After trying the last dish of food, Jing Qian's face finally showed a smile, and Dajiao Xuanyuan and Luo Yuan on the side breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. Dajiao Xuanyuan's hand that had stopped was also loosened, his eyes turned, and he looked

Body, "Is it... ready to eat now?"

Jing Qian looked at the silver needle in his hand, nodded slightly, wiped the silver needle in his hand clean, turned his hand and took it back.

"It's ready to eat."

After receiving Jing Qian's affirmation, Luo Yuan's nervous mood instantly stabilized. He put his hand on Zhi Yang's and smiled lightly.

"Sister Jingqian, you've always been like this. She's always the most careful when going out." Zhiyang sat on the couch, still with a smile on her face. She had been like this since she was young when she and Jingqian went out. She was worried about this.

Worry about that, this habit is still there today.

"Eat quickly. You are weak and this soup is suitable for you." Jing Qian ignored Zhiyang's teasing and filled up a bowl of soup and handed it directly to Luo Yuan.

With Luo Yuan around, naturally no one else needs to get involved in taking care of Zhi Yang.

After a long while, everyone had almost eaten. Zhiyang's brows began to frown at some point, with a hint of sadness between his brows, wondering what he was thinking.

Now that we have arrived in Feiling, some things are not as we imagined before.

When Shaoping Rumeng instructed Zhiyang to come to Feiling, there was always some gap between the words and the words. Zhiyang didn't think much about it in order to start the journey in a hurry. Today, there is always a concern in his mind.

If Ying Su really becomes a demon with her thoughts, what kind of evidence will she leave behind among the Feiling Clan? In other words, does Ying Su want the Feiling Clan to cover up some truth?
Chapter completed!