Dongfang Longqi's voice was so quiet that only one person present noticed his gaffe.
Dongfang Ningyun turned around and asked doubtfully: "Grandpa, what is the ability of [Xin Jue]?"
Dongfang Longqi shook his head solemnly: "Remember what I told you, the so-called four masters of cooking are [Liao Jue], [Jiu Jue], [Sword Jue] and [Xin Jue].
Among them, Xin Jue is the most mysterious.
Until now, few people know Xinjue’s true identity.
I have also heard people say that it is said that Xinjue has the power to control people's hearts.
This kind of power made Xin Jue the only one among the four cooking gods who had not been affected seventeen years ago.
In fact, I'm not sure if this guy is using the legendary ability.
I can only say that they are really similar.”
At this time, Ye Hong was silently feeling the feedback from the heart's meaning entering Dongfang Muxue's body.
He could feel that when the Tao of his heart came into contact with Dongfang Muxue's true state of mind, a sense of desolation, sadness, despair, and longing came from there.
Could it be that these intertwined and complicated emotions are all directed at Huai Yonglu
There are so many complex emotions that can be gathered in the same person in the world, but Ye Hong only knows two words.
Those two words are called love.
So this is Dongfang Muxue’s heartache
Ye Hong looked at Dongfang Muxue's dull expression, pressed her shoulder, and suddenly sighed silently: "Dongfang Luyong, it's really not me who killed him."
The last time he said this, Huai Tianshu was doubtful.
This time, I don’t know what Dongfang Muxue’s reaction will be when she hears this.
Dongfang Muxue's cold eyes suddenly trembled, and her lips also trembled. He said with difficulty: "Dongfang. Luyong?"
Ye Hong let go of his hand and nodded silently.
At this moment, Ye Hong suddenly understood why Huai Yonglu's pseudonym was Dongfang.
It must be guilt for Dongfang Muxue. Or, in other words, longing for her.
Dongfang Muxue's tense body suddenly collapsed to the ground, as if she had suddenly lost all her strength.
Two lines of clear tears flowed down her cheeks.
The girl-like face was like ashes falling off a wall, quickly revealing wrinkles.
A few streaks of floral silver fell off from under the beret.
It seemed like he had aged dozens of years in an instant.
"I miss him.
I have been thinking about him all these years!
Woo woo woo.”
Dongfang Muxue no longer concealed her true emotions and cried helplessly on the ground like a little girl.
At this moment, she was not the ruthless Shura on the battlefield, but a lonely woman who missed her lover.
"Ding! Treat heart disease, medical skill +1, heart food ability +1"
"It's finally solved."
Dongfang Longqi sighed silently and waved his hands around.
The family members immediately left the top of the mountain in a sensible manner.
Then Dongfang Longqi looked at Ximen Hongjie and Shangguan Wangxuan.
"Ah? Do I want to leave too?"
Ximen Hongjie asked dully, but was quickly pulled away by Shangguan Wangxuan on the side, and they left the top of the mountain together.
Wei Qianling glanced at Ye Hong and Dongfang Muxue, and resigned knowingly.
In this way, only Dongfang Longqi and Dongfang Ningyun were left on the top of the mountain, as well as Ye Hong and Dongfang Muxue in the shooting range.
Dongfang Muxue cried for a long time, as if she wanted to vent all the pain in the past decades with tears.
After a long time, the crying gradually subsided.
But Dongfang Muxue was still sitting on the ground, muttering to himself with dull eyes: "I know you didn't kill him, he killed himself."
(End of chapter)