ATPnovel 40-10 training
40-10 training
The milk melted in Mo Bei's mouth, blending with the ice; the sensation upon entering her mouth was simply wonderful, an absolute delight.
In addition, there were dishes on the table whose names immediately revealed who liked them.
First, there was a book, with golden liquid flowing down its pages, revealing profound insights and knowledge. He exuded an air of Eastern arrogance; after all, who else would even shaped their food like a book? And among these people, he was the only one who actually read.
The dancing figurines that Mo Bei pointed to earlier were from Dongfang Qinxiang; they were exceptionally exquisite, even adorned with jewels. But frankly, this person is a bit pretentious, and also has the largest group of girlfriends.
Mo Bei also noticed a plate with an extremely exquisitely carved giant hand. This was the "Heavenly Palm" style that Dongfang Tianxiong liked. It looked like it would taste like eating a hand, and it even looked a bit rough on the teeth, so it probably wouldn't be very tasty.
On the other side is something that looks like a giant spinning wheel, with a pointer. It seems you get what you land on, whichever one lands on. Could this be the "growth wheel" of the indecisive Dongfang Tanfang? There also looks like a golden voice aid, a must-have for singers!
The most dazzling light in the entire venue was a beam of yellow moonlight, a favorite of Dongfang Jingbai. We have no idea how to prepare it; perhaps this is the life of the wealthy.
The remaining one should belong to Dongfang Ying. The name doesn't suggest it's his special food! It's called "Lightly Fragrant Inscribed Cube," which made me think it was Dongfang Qinxiang's based on the name. I wouldn't have known if I hadn't peeked at the script. But upon closer inspection, I noticed Dongfang Ying's small signature.
The remaining one is called Zero-Type Cloth, which is the one Mo Bei just ate; it's Dongfang Yun's exclusive item.
Mo Bei quietly asked Dongfang Yun, "Why didn't you prepare more of these dishes? It's a bit of a waste if I can't eat them all, except for that hand, of course, and that dancing figurine; those two look like they're hard to chew." Dongfang Yun replied, "Of course, we'll prepare more. We'll bring as many as you want." The next second, several identical portions of the dishes appeared on the table, except for the ones controlled by the Heavenly Palm and the plate of dancing figurines with the "Flower Dance Steps" dish. Mo Bei's eyes lit up instantly upon seeing this, and she began to enjoy the food.
As Mo Bei spun the dial, she picked up a small piece of the light-fragrant ingot. Taking a bite, the flavors of oat flour and quinoa flour spread in her mouth, along with a few walnut pieces and dried blueberries. Upon closer tasting, she also noticed hints of salmon and egg. It was sprinkled with sea salt and banana powder. The dial's pointer stopped on a bowl of milk with a cornflower-blue hue. Mo Bei picked it up and drank it. This milk felt different from other milks; she wondered what animal it was made from, but it made her feel much lighter overall. The other light-fragrant ingot seemed to contain ingredients from nowhere. There was something called "Twilight Sphere Diluted Honey Wine," which seemed to enhance her memory after drinking it; "Pure Heaven Sand" and "Disaster Dragon Grass Powder," which had a slightly sweet taste, refreshing the mouth and cutting through the richness; and "Mysterious Domain Purple River Grass," which made her fingers feel like they could type AT17.6 fast after swallowing it. The most amazing thing was that when the ingredients were mixed together, it didn't feel like a chaotic stew; it was just a wonderfully strange reaction to the food.
After eating, everyone found something to do: Dongfang Dan'ao was engrossed in the Qianqilin Library. Dongfang Ying pulled out his phone and started a game. Dongfang Qinxiang had already disappeared, probably shopping with her girlfriends. Dongfang Tanfang was preparing her National Day song, practicing at home. Dongfang Tianxiong seemed a bit absent-minded, after all, he had to return to the Shattered Star Halberd after National Day to guard against the Devouring Sky Rift, especially since Bai Yu had been acting strangely lately. Dongfang Jingbai looked like she was in a daze, the yellow moonlight on her fingertips drifting leisurely. Meanwhile, our protagonist and the female lead were preparing to practice Guiding the Stars.
The two walked through the Thousand Wonders Forest. Mo Bei looked left and right at Dao Hua Chuan Xing, and unknowingly followed Dongfang Yun to the base of a giant tree.
Dongfang Yun said, "I'll practice here for the next few days. I often cultivate here before." Mo Bei looked around: emerald stones surrounded the pond, and nearby, the fragrance of osmanthus filled the vast fields. A dense net covered the cabbage soil, and pebbles marked the clear ground. Suddenly, jets of water gushed forth, and he witnessed a terrifying, hidden fire.
One second Mo Bei was immersed in the fragrant osmanthus scent, the next she was startled by a sudden jet of water and flames. Luckily, it was at the base of the tree, otherwise Mo Bei would have been sprayed into the air. The soil mixed with pebbles underfoot felt comfortable, and even Dongfang Yun took off her shoes. The two began practicing guiding the stars, countless celestial pearls detonated and reappeared, scattering ribbons and candies on the ground. The ribbons decomposed and disappeared on their own, becoming nutrients for the tree, and the candies undoubtedly all went into Dongfang Yun's mouth. However, she kindly left one for Mo Bei. "Long live Dongfang Yun!"
Several days flew by, and the purple light flashed thousands of times. Dongfang Yun handed Mo Bei a custom-made dress. With a wave of her hand, the dress instantly appeared on her. Mo Bei touched the small crown on her head, above which a ball of lightning and flame surged. She excitedly grasped Dongfang Yun's hand. Dongfang Yun was wearing a dress that looked very much like a wedding gown, with faint clouds floating around and patterned on the hem. A small cloud was pinned to the right side of her hair, and purple ribbons hung from the ends.
Mo Bei composed himself backstage; after all, it was such a serious and formal occasion, and he couldn't help but feel a little nervous. Dongfang Yun took his hand and encouraged him, "Come on, relax!"
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