She quietly covered her face with her hands, half lying on the table and looking at the black-robed man who stood out like a crane among chickens. That aura, that pressure, who else could it be but the sultry man of Lord Yan? Behind him were Ying Yi and Gray Wolf!
But why did they come to Liudao City? Could it be that they heard that the ghost doctor was here and came to capture her
Tsk tsk! That's too unfair.
At this time, she didn't even think about who was being dishonest? She wanted to run away and took away someone else's thousand-year-old ginseng.
"No! It's like he has never seen me before!"
Only then did she remember that the scars on her face were originally spread all over her face, and later she had been applying ointment on her face, so none of them had ever seen her face after it had recovered!
Even if she were standing in front of them now, they probably wouldn't be able to recognize her, right
Thinking of this, she grinned, coughed lightly, sat up straight, and continued to eat the oil-splashed noodles.
"Master, this oil-splashed noodles is a specialty of Liudao City. Would you like to try it?" Gray Wolf pointed at the small stall in front that was full of people and asked Lord Yan in front of him.
Just as Lord Yama was about to shake his head, he caught a glimpse of the young man in white who was sitting there eating noodles with oil. For some reason, he had already walked over and sat down opposite the young man in white.
Fengjiu was eating some side dishes with fried noodles and was thinking about leaving quickly after finishing her meal. After all, the Lord of Hell had a very vicious gaze. It would be better if she didn't meet him. If she did, she didn't know if she would be recognized.
That's why she just kept eating without even raising her head. Unexpectedly, when she was halfway through her meal, she caught a glimpse of someone sitting opposite her at the table. Just by the aura she knew it was the Lord of Hell without even raising her head.
Did he recognize me? That's impossible.
Or does he want to eat fried noodles too? Tsk! What a narrow road for enemies! They can meet everywhere!
"Boss, give me a bowl of fried noodles." Gray Wolf shouted, and he and Yingyi stood behind their master to guard him.
“Yes, yes.”
The boss was a little frightened when he saw the aura of the three men. He served them a bowl of hot oil-splashed noodles and said, "Sir, be careful not to burn your mouth."
Lord Yan frowned, looking at the bowl of red oil-splashed noodles in front of him, then at the boy who was eating with slurping sounds, paused, and asked, "Is it delicious?"
The deep voice was filled with doubt. He looked at the boy who had kept his head down. He saw that he had not raised his head since he sat down. Was he afraid to see him? Could it be... It was really her
Thinking of this, his mood suddenly improved. When he looked at the boy's slightly swollen mouth with his deep eyes, he couldn't help but smile.
However, the gray wolf who couldn't see the situation clearly thought that the Lord was asking him, so he stepped forward and grinned, saying: "Master, this oil-splashed noodles are only delicious when it is spicy. You will know if you try it. But be careful of the heat, this spicy oil is very..."
Before he could finish his words, he saw the master's cold eyes sweeping towards him, making him a little confused. He paused and asked cautiously: "Master, what, what's wrong?"
The shadow standing behind Lord Yan glanced at the gray wolf and rolled his eyes speechlessly.
The master was clearly asking the young man in white, how could he be asking him? Why did he step forward to answer? He was just a fool, not knowing how to read the master's eyes.