Chapter 135 The mutton soup was so delicious! (1/2)

Yan Yu couldn't be bothered to waste even a second of his attention on an idiot like Yu Hao.

The little girl was still hungry, waiting for him at home.

He moved with lightning speed, and his tall figure disappeared into the snowstorm in the blink of an eye.

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As he approached his doorstep, Yan Yu subconsciously slowed his pace.

Even through the high courtyard wall, a domineering and rich aroma of mutton soup forcefully wafted into my nostrils.

It's so fresh it makes your tongue tingle.

The courtyard gate was ajar.

He had just raised his hand to push the door open, before it even touched the door panel, when the bolt clicked open from the inside with a soft "click".

Yan Yu raised his eyebrows almost imperceptibly.

The corners of his mouth, which had been tightly clenched the whole time, finally curved into a smile that he himself didn't even realize.

He stepped into the courtyard and shut the gate tightly behind him, cutting off all the wind, snow, and noise from outside.

"elder brother!"

A petite figure rushed out of the main room and crashed solidly into his arms.

Yan Yu felt a tightness in his chest from the impact, and the chill that had enveloped him dissipated the moment she pressed against him.

He tightened his arms and effortlessly lifted the person up.

He helped her sit on his strong forearm, completely lifting her off the cold ground.

He lowered his head, his high, straight nose affectionately brushing against her warm cheek.

The voice, which had just returned from the wind and snow, carried a deep, hoarse quality that tickled her ears.

"Why aren't you inside? What are you doing out here, hmm?"

I miss you.

The little girl's face was flushed from the heat in the room, and her almond-shaped eyes were bright and sparkling.

Her soft little hands wrapped around his neck, her voice soft and sweet, with a hint of coquettishness in her nose: "Are you cold?"

Yan Yu's heart melted instantly.

He carried the person and strode into the house.

The puppet grandmother was already waiting silently at the door with a basin of hot water and a clean towel.

Yan Yu took the hot towel, wiped his face haphazardly, sat down on the chair with the soft little girl in his arms, and said in a low voice, "I won't go this afternoon, I'll stay home with you."

Ruan Tang's eyes instantly brightened.

"Really? Then your special ability..."

"Don't worry." Yan-Yu freed one hand and pinched her soft cheek, his eyes full of warmth. "Your lightning ability has reached level three and needs to be stabilized. We can continue practicing when we go to cut reeds in a couple of days."

He paused, then added, "It's just that the Golden Spiritual Root hasn't shown any movement."

"Mmm..." Ruan Tang rested her head on his strong chest with satisfaction, listening to his steady and powerful heartbeat, and felt completely at ease.

"The spiritual energy in this world is too thin; it's the end of the Dharma era. It's too difficult for us to improve here. I feel that even if we could level up, we would only reach the Foundation Establishment stage at most."

Her voice carried a hint of sleepiness, as if she were whispering: "I just don't know whether I'll stay here after reaching the Foundation Establishment stage, or ascend to another place."

As the two were talking, the puppet grandmother had already placed an enormous ceramic basin on the table.

The bowl contained milky white mutton soup, with bright green scallions and cilantro floating on top. Large chunks of mutton were stewed until tender and falling off the bone, and the aroma seemed to seep right into your bones.

This mutton soup is stewed with spiritual spring water, and the mutton was raised in the space. The meat is delicious and full of spiritual energy. It not only nourishes the body, but also washes away some minor hidden injuries left over from cultivation.

In front of Xiaobai was a small black porcelain bowl specially made for it, filled with clear soup skimmed off the surface oil. It was holding the bowl with its two little paws, drinking it with a look of pure bliss.

Next to it was a black porcelain plate full of meat. I don't know where the little thing learned it, but it likes to eat the meat and soup separately.