Yuan Wushuang, you've gone too far (1)

The next day.

Bai Ye slept until late in the morning. After meditating for a while, the blood vessels in her eyes finally disappeared, and elder Huang brought a fragrant meat soup to her.

"It's delicious, right?" Old Huang asked with a smile, but he stared at the great demonic Dragon at the side. No one else had the ability to use two eyes at the same time.

"It's delicious." Bai Ye was not particular about what he ate. He was poor when he was young, it was tough during training, and he was pretentious when he practiced medicine. In any case, he did not have three meals on time, and it was common for him to not eat for a few days, so he was not too particular about what he ate. It was fine as long as he was full and did not die.

As soon as he heard his little disciple say that she liked it, elder Huang said happily, "that's good! I'll go make lunch for you. Wait."