Chapter 1837

A Xin has always been his son. No matter what he has become, he can't change the fact that he is his son. I believe that a Xin will tell him the secret of his incarnation. At that time, he will leap into a dragon, and he will surely use the power of a sea dragon to irrigate the earth and destroy mankind.

When Yuntian returned to the inn, Wan Kun was leading Mo Li and other people out of the inn. He even took the horse and was planning to ride away.

"Mr. Yun is back." Don't leave behind a guard's eyes to see the clouds coming from afar. Yes, it's coming. He rode the horse, or the horse of deputy commander mo. how could he come back?

Wan Kun threw the reins in his hand to Mo Li, and he walked quickly to the sky. "Cloud sky, you are back. Where have you been?"

Cloud sky shakes his head, conceals the worry in the eye, light smile way: "no, it is a bit stuffy, go out random walk."

How sharp is wankun's eyes? He has a full view of the worries in the eyes of Yuntian. He never put the world affairs in the eyes of Yuntian. What will he worry about? He's really curious.

"Just go in if you're OK!" Wan Kun led Yuntian into the Inn and asked the waiter to bring the hot tea and the midnight snack to the room.

Don't leave behind and follow, "Brother Yun, where did you go this evening? We thought you were going to the ice field alone again, and we were going to find you. "

Seeing that Yuntian didn't respond, wankun turned to the topic and asked, "you wake up and don't call me. You're hurting me. How are you recovering?"

Yuntian replied, "it's OK. It's OK already."

Listening to the voice of the sky, it seems that it is no different from the past, but wankun realizes that his condition seems not very good.

When he looked sideways, he saw that the chest of the cloud sky was stained with a little bloodstain, which was not before, absolutely not.

When he returned to the room, he sent Mo Li away. After the waiter brought up the tea and hot spring noodles, Wan Kun asked the sky, "where did you just go?"

Yuntian drank half a cup of tea in one breath, and then began to eat yangchunmian. His face was light, and he smiled at the corner of his lips. He answered, "yangchunmian is better cooked by wen'er."

Wan Kun frowned: "don't care about him. Where did you just go?" I asked

Yuntian ate very fast. During wankun's speech, most of the bowl of yangchunmian had already been eaten.

Wan Kun remembered that the amount of food in the sky has always been very large, about four or five times that of ordinary people.

He got up and went out. He told the waiter to send five more bowls of Yangchun noodles, and put more vegetables and meat slices. Don't be spicy. Don't be spicy at all.

When Wan Kun finished his command, he suddenly realized that he had remembered all the preferences of Yuntian. Maybe when they were in Kyoto, they had eaten together too many times and knew what he liked and didn't like.

Back to the guest room, Yuntian had already finished eating yangchunmian on the table. He stood in front of wankun's bed, holding the book of strange news in his hand.

Wan Kun asked with a smile, "do you also like to see anecdotes?"

Yuntian shook his head, put the strange news back, turned around and looked at wankun: "you brought this book from Kyoto?"

Wan Kun said, "of course not. I found it with all my heart. There is a record of how to deal with sea monsters on it. It's Han Jiao. Last time we met at the seaside, you saved my life. I haven't thanked you yet." Seeing that his face was not very good, Wan Kun stepped forward and held his pulse.