C963 from another world
C963 from another world
"Ugh ?"
Hearing that, Mu Rongyin was stumped for words, and said in astonishment: "fire workshop? Are you talking about the kitchen of the sect's miscellaneous area? "Then you are ?"
Long Bufan raised his head, looked at Mu Rongyin's incredulous expression and laughed: "Yes, I was once a service disciple."
"Clang ?" service disciple... " Mu Rongyin was a little stunned. She had originally thought that Long Bufan came from the bloodline of some deep hidden clan elder in the Spirit Profound Martial House. But he had never thought that Long Bufan would actually come from the lowest level of service disciple.
A small service disciple without any powerful background had actually made it all the way to here in a sect filled with geniuses. How heaven defying was this talent?
No matter which sect it was, the ranks of the sect's disciples were categorized into service disciple s, Outer Palace Disciples s, Inner hall disciple s, and direct disciples. The Grade Three Sect s already numbered in the tens of thousands, and to stand out among so many people, not to mention that it was one of the lowest level sect's service disciple s, the probability of this happening was very slim. Out of the thousands of people who had come to participate in the Hundred Sects War, other than Long Bufan, there would not be a second one!
This result, was only possible if Long Bufan's family ancestors gave them many cultivation resources.
Thinking to this point, Mu Rongyin could not help but ask: "Then where are you from?"
Hearing Mu Rongyin's question, Long Bufan's act of holding onto the roast meat paused for a bit, and the corners of his mouth secretly raised into a helpless smile, before raising his head, staring at the noble Mu Rongyin who had come from above, and said with a serious expression: "If I were to say, I am from another world, a person whose soul has transmigrated to continent of the firmament, would you believe me or not?"
"Another world? Transmigration of souls? " Mu Rongyin was startled, this was the first time she had heard such a novel word, her watery eyes immediately lit up with excitement. Her beautiful eyebrows knitted, and she shook her head: "Impossible, if a soul transmigrated, how could you have a body right now?"
"Very good, you got to the point right away." Long Bufan nodded, waved his hand, and signaled her to come closer. Then, he lowered his voice and said: "That's right, why would I have a body? "That's because ?"
"That's because ?" Mu Rongyin also cooperated and said, and curiously looked at Long Bufan, and felt that the young man in front of him was extremely mysterious.
However, right at this moment, Long Bufan suddenly extended his hand and scratched Mu Rongyin's nose, and teased: "Because I was lying to you, haha ?"
Hearing this, Mu Rongyin's beautiful face immediately flushed red, she was so angry that her eyebrows creased. She glared at Long Bufan with her phoenix eyes wide open, and said angrily, "I knew it wouldn't be so ridiculous, you scoundrel, not only did you lie, you actually dared to scratch my nose!"
As she was about to attack Long Bufan, she saw that the latter had already turned his back towards her and removed the pot on the fire rack. The moment he opened the lid of the pot, an extremely rich fragrance drifted out, causing Mu Rongyin to shudder as his nose lightly moved. He greedily smelled this fragrance which made her feel intoxicated.
This thick white scalding water was the soup Long Bufan had brewed with the white tendons and bones.