Snow Color

Chapter 136 Three Lives and Three Worlds 3

After the meal, Xueying took only one bite of the dish made by Donghua, then put down her chopsticks and said, "Donghua, you'd better not step into the kitchen in the future. In my opinion, perhaps your talent is more suitable for cultivation." After that, Xueying stood up and prepared to leave.

"Okay, I'll go first. You're welcome to visit my Frost Lake Mountain when you have time." Xueying said as she walked out.

Emperor Donghua stared intently at the plate of fish on the table that he had cooked himself, and was secretly surprised: Why were all the steps correct, but the result was so unsatisfactory?

At this moment, the Star Lord Siming walked in. He saw the dots of stars left by the departing Lord Qingling, and then noticed that the Emperor was staring at the table intently, and he couldn't help but feel puzzled.

"Emperor, Lord Qingling has already gone away, why are you still staring at this table?" asked Si Ming Xingjun curiously.

Emperor Donghua slowly turned his head, his eyes met with Siming's, and he said softly: "Siming, I'll leave this fish to you. Please don't let me down."

Hearing this, the face of Siming Xingjun suddenly changed. He knew very well that the Emperor's cooking skills were not superb. In the past, whenever the Emperor came back from fishing, he would cook on a whim and always reward those "works" for everyone to taste. And he himself had experienced the taste of it many times, which was extremely bitter. Hearing that he was forced to try the Emperor's cooking skills again, he was about to decline politely, but unexpectedly, the Emperor turned around.

In desperation, Siming Xingjun had to bite the bullet and reach out his chopsticks, carefully picking up a piece of fish and putting it into his mouth. Instantly, a variety of complex flavors filled his mouth, making him frown. However, out of respect for the Emperor, he still forced himself to swallow it, and forced a smile and praised: "Well... the Emperor's cooking skills are indeed unique!"

Even though Siming had certain expectations before, when he really picked up the food with chopsticks and put it into his mouth, the bitter and astringent feeling with a strong fishy smell rushed straight to his head like a torrent! This made Siming sigh: The emperor's cooking skills really seem to have a unique "flavor"!

Donghua was obviously very satisfied with what he had made, so he left first.

Seeing the Emperor gone, Siming finally breathed a sigh of relief. He quickly picked up the water cup and drank a big gulp of water, trying to suppress the complex taste in his mouth. Then, he immediately began to clean up the things on the table, fearing that the Emperor would come back and ask him to taste them again. Whenever Siming thought of the horrible taste just now, he couldn't help but tremble all over - no, it's safer to get rid of it as soon as possible!

Xueying had just returned to the mountain when she heard Tuanzi mention that Mo Yuan had endured the heavenly tribulation of the Supreme Immortal for his disciple. She couldn't help but find it a little ridiculous. The heavenly tribulation of the Supreme Immortal was a tribulation that practitioners had to go through to advance their own cultivation. How could Mo Yuan not know about it? He must have been worried that Si Yin would be injured. I just don't know if he has ever thought about the fact that as the god of war in the world, he has a great mission. If the world is peaceful, it's fine. But if the war breaks out again, can he still remember his responsibility?

Xueying was dissatisfied with Mo Yuan's disregard for the safety of the world. Originally, she also wanted to remind Mo Yuan not to break the rules, but when she opened her mouth, Mo Yuan said that this was an internal matter of Kunlun Ruins and she didn't need to say anything more. Seeing this, Xueying had to give up. After all, she really didn't want to persuade a fool who knew there was danger ahead but still insisted on moving forward.

At this moment, Xueying thought to herself that she would have to talk to Yaoguang when the time was right. She felt it necessary to remind Yaoguang not to rely too much on Mo Yuan's instructions, nor to be too rigid about the established formation diagram. After all, the situation in battle was unpredictable, and only by being flexible could one be invincible.

On the other hand, Si Yin happened to witness the affair between Li Jing and Xuan Nu. That scene was like a sharp sword piercing her heart, making her tremble with anger and rage. She could never have imagined that she had taken Xuan Nu in and stayed in Kunlun Ruins out of kindness, thinking that she could give her a stable living environment, but who would have thought that Xuan Nu would be so ungrateful and repay kindness with hatred!

Si Yin felt unprecedented disappointment and heartache, as if the whole world had collapsed. She could no longer bear to see the two people who betrayed her, so she turned around and left without hesitation, returning to Kunlun Ruins without looking back.

After returning to Kunlun Ruins, Si Yin felt increasingly depressed and distressed. She had no way to vent her sorrow, so she could only numb her painful nerves with wine. She tightly grasped the gift that Li Jing had given her, her eyes full of resentment and determination. As a blazing fire ignited, the gift that symbolized the beautiful memories of the past was instantly burned to ashes. At the same time, Si Yin raised her glass and drank it all, trying to use alcohol to forget this heartbreaking emotional experience.

For 50,000 years, Si Yin had been calm and didn't know what true love was. However, when she finally understood what love was, she had already endured endless pain and torture.

The strong liquor went down her throat and turned into bitter tears that slid down her cheeks. Si Yin's consciousness gradually blurred, and she finally closed her eyes slowly in drunkenness and fell into a deep sleep.

After an unknown amount of time, when Si Yin opened her eyes again, she was surprised to find that her master was standing quietly in front of her. It turned out that her master had already broken through the barrier.

When Mo Yuan stepped into the wine cellar, he happened to witness Si Yin's grief. He sat quietly by her side, staring at the sleeping Si Yin, holding a book in his hand and reading.

“If I hadn’t happened to see you here when I broke through the barrier this time, I’m afraid you would have destroyed most of Kunlun Ruins because of your wanton fire, and even you yourself would not have been spared.” Mo Yuan put down the book, looked at Si Yin, and said in a flat tone.

When Si Yin looked at Mo Yuan, her eyes met her master's concerned eyes, and a warm current suddenly surged in her heart, making her feel extremely relieved. She slowly leaned her head on her master's legs, as if she had found a warm and solid harbor.

"Master, why did you come out of seclusion so early? I remember you said you needed to stay in seclusion for a long time. Also, has your body fully recovered?" Si Yin asked softly, his words revealing his care and concern for his master.

Mo Yuan saw that although Si Yin was emotionally hurt, her expression was still okay. He thought that this matter should be over soon, so he was relieved and comforted her: "Teacher's body is fine, don't worry."