Qin Changyan looked at him for two seconds, curled the corners of his mouth gracefully, and smiled faintly: "You guessed it right, don't doubt it, I'm what you thought."

Otherwise, Wen Wenjie and Qin Changyan are not incompatible, but they are in the same relationship as brothers. They are the same in their bones. When they heard Qin Changyan admit it, he punched the wheelchair armrest with a hard punch and said excitedly: "You are so brave!"

"What do you mean to be too brave? You can't even say something clearly. No wonder you have been a poor student since childhood." Qin Changyan joked with Wen Wenjie and asked him to leave.

Next...who cares!

Qin Changyan knew that Yin Dong was concerned about the wedding itself. Now that the wedding was over, the couple had all left, and he, the wedding planner, could also retire from his own function.

The guests at the wedding banquet are all old friends and relatives of the Qin family. Whoever loves to entertain will go there!

Qin Changyan went directly to Wen Wenjie's dormitory, which was opposite Yin Dongzhu. He could smell the aroma of barbecue floating out of the opposite door, and he was so greedy that he drooled.

"Hey, you also got a box of seafood. Go and steam a plate of shrimps. Let's have a drink, right?" Qin Changyan couldn't help but say to Wen Wenjie.

"It's gone, I'll send it back to my family and give it to my old man. He has a secret injury." Wen Wenjie spread his hands and said that he was really gone.

"I have seafood, will you cook it?"

Suddenly, a sound rang in the room, and a cool air blew on the brothers' necks, causing them to stiffen their necks. They slowly turned their heads and saw Mi Xin hanging on the wall like a painting.

Mi Xin came from the dormitory opposite. She couldn't bear to see Yin Dong and Qiuying sprinkled dog food. One barbecue and the other was waiting to feed her, and they all treated her as air.

It happened to be discovered that Wen Wenjie had brought a man back, so he came over from the wall.

Yes, it's just diamond!

The snow-white walls describe Mi Xin as empty-headed. She easily let her body come over and stick to the wall, like hanging a painting without moving.

Wen Wenjie had dealt with Mi Xin and was considered an acquaintance. Seeing this, he was not shocked and said with a smile: "Xin'er, you have to believe in the cooking skills of a foodie. Uncle Jie, I can't do anything. I'm really the first in terms of food. Uncle Dongzi can't even be able to... Well, Uncle Dongzi can do everything except him."

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Mi Xin laughed and felt that Wen Wenjie and Gu Wen had similar personalities and were quite popular, "Okay, my sister-in-law believes you. Wait, I'll go find Uncle Dongzi to bring seafood."

"Okay, I'll ask someone to send some seasonings." Wen Wenjie was amused when he heard this, and immediately arranged for someone to go to the canteen of the garrison base to transfer one of the seasonings and chefs to cook.

Yes, although the foodie Jie's cooking skills are good, Mi Xin wants to find Yin Dong to get seafood. He is afraid that his skills will be poor and the seafood he makes is not delicious, so he should just bring a chef over to give advice. It is safest.

Yin Dong was also happy to see Mi Xin having fun, so he prepared some of her various ingredients and packed them with a full box, so that she could take her to the next door to find her friends to have a dinner together.

But he himself was slow to apply source scale worm juice to the marinated monster meat, then used dragon Yuan to turn into fire, bake it slowly, roast it, and feed it to one slice.

However, Yin Dong was not sprinkling dog food with Qiu Ying, but... Qiu Ying was in a wrong state!

When Qiu Ying came to the door to welcome the bride from Yin Dong, she was inexplicable emotion. She seemed stunned, but she could not resist the temptation of barbecue and would not refuse anyone.

Yin Dong didn't know what Qiu Ying was in. While feeding barbecue, he was using his mental power to investigate her condition.

In order to avoid Qiuying eating too much, Yin Dong made the barbecue slices as thin as a cicada's wings. The roasted meat can exude an attractive fragrance through the shadow of the lamp, and also contains rich energy.

Even if Qiu Ying is in a wrong state, she can’t stand the temptation of barbecue. How much can she feed and eat. Besides, how much can she eat lampshade, as thin as a cicada’s wing, eat piece by piece?

Yin Dong was not afraid that Qiu Ying would be over, so he kept feeding her. At the same time, he kept using his mental power to explore her body, trying to find out the problem.

This investigation really found out that something was wrong... Her soul was covered with stone mud!

Not much, covered with a thin layer!

The problem is that stone mud is active and can absorb external energy to grow, which is troublesome!

The most troublesome thing is that you cannot use detergent on your soul body, and you cannot remove the stone mud on Qiuying's soul body like you do when you clean the stone mud on your watch.

Yin Dong's interest in the cave where Qiuying was in trouble was even stronger.

However, the most urgent task is to clean up the stone mud on Qiu Ying's soul body. Otherwise, in a short time, Yin Dong is worried that her confused state will intensify and even become... a living dead person!

"Xiao Hei, can you remove the stone mud from your master's soul body?" Yin Dong had no choice but to move the Demon God's Sword out of the Woxu World.

The sword spirit Xiaohei controlled the sword and flew around Qiuying. The tip of the sword hit her eyebrows. The sword energy emerged and entered her mind, trying to peel off the stone mud from her soul.

The sword energy entered the body, which would not cause any harm to Qiu Ying, the master of the sword, but the sword energy could not peel away the stone mud from her soul.

After a long time, the sword spirit Xiaohei said depressedly: "Boss Dongzi, no, the stone mud on the soul of the waste owner is too weird. Without substance, the sword energy cannot be peeled off."

Yin Dong was also a little numb.

The next second, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind and asked, "Xiao Hei, can you control your master's soul flame?"

Qiuying used soul flames to refine the Demon Temple, and they were all included in the sword spirit space. Sword spirit Xiao Hei could not control the soul flame, but it could move the soul flame out.

Qiu Ying's soul flame was originally fused with the soul flame given to her by Yin Dong, and naturally he could control it even when he was in his hands.

Yin Dong used his mental power to control the soul flame, pulled out a flame thread, stabbed Qiuying's eyebrows, and tried to burn the stone mud on her soul body.

Such stone mud without substance cannot absorb flame energy when the soul flame burns, and is still burned to dryness and has substance.

When the sword spirit Xiaohei got the chance, he used the sword energy to condense the silk and peel off the cracked stone mud, making Qiuying feel the pain of being torn on her soul body, and suddenly she woke up from the pain.

"Xiao Hei, you are looking for death!" Qiu Ying cursed, then realized her situation. She moaned in pain and looked at Yin Dong again, her eyes turning red.

"Hold on, that kind of stone mud is very strange. It can absorb energy and grow. It must be cleaned up, otherwise it will be very troublesome." Yin Dong explained in a low voice, and still used flame silk to carefully burn the stone mud on her soul like carving beautiful jade.

"You still have to endure it... do you know how painful it hurts?" Qiu Ying glanced at him and said angrily: "Give me a barbecue, I'm hungry!"

"Abide by the order!"
Chapter completed!