As soon as he talked about this, Fu Ming became interested, sat next to Qingyan, and gently took the broken ones that fell in front of her for her.

“Fusion?”

Qingyan nodded, "It seems that there are two souls in her body, both of which are somewhat broken and slowly merge into one."

"So some of her really came from other worlds, and then merged with the high priest in this world?" Fu Ming widened his eyes in surprise.

This is so fantasy!

Isn't he really dreaming?

What happened during this period has already subverted his values, and now his three views are probably going to be subverted!

"Yeah." Qingyan responded softly.

The two of them rested in the room for about an hour, and then a tiger orc came to inform them, saying that there would be a bonfire party tonight.

It’s winter soon, and they all like to celebrate their various happy events before winter comes.

Qing Yan and Fu Ming sat in their seats, with the leader and high priest of the tiger clan on both sides.

Tonight is the day when the new patriarch is selected. The patriarch is different from the high priest. The patriarch can be chosen through duels. The victorious orcs are qualified to become the new patriarch, while the high priest is hereditary. When the previous high priest is old, he will be inherited by his children, whether male or female.

"Sir, this is my barbecue and some simple vegetable soup. I don't know if you like it. Try it. If you don't like it, I'll prepare something else for you."

Milya put the food in front of Qingyan with a decent smile on her face.

Qingyan's eyes lit up when she saw the barbecue, and nodded gently, then took the food she handed over, first distributed it to Fu Ming part, and then opened her mouth and took a bite.

The moment he bit down, Qingyan's golden eyes widened, as if a dazzling light burst out from it.

When Qingyan handed him the barbecue, her parents kept observing her reaction carefully. When they saw her eyes lit up, they thought to themselves that they were broken!

If the next moment, I hear Qingyan's words, "It's really delicious, even better than what Fu Ming made!"

Fu Ming:...

I tasted it a little depressedly, but I had to admit that it was indeed better than what I made myself.

But he didn't take the blame, and he made it very delicious. It's just that he didn't have seasonings. The high priest obviously didn't know where to find the salt, so the taste was better!

Before Fu Ming could finish his depression, Qingyan complained without hesitation after taking a sip of the soup, "This soup is delicious too! It's much better than what Fu Ming makes!"

Damn it!

Can you have some conscience? He has been cooking for her for more than a month, and is it really good to just complain in public that what he cooks is not delicious?

He doesn't want to be face-saving?!

"Yan Yan, can we feel a little grateful? Is my cooking skills good? I don't believe that I will make it for you tomorrow. As long as they give me some seasonings, what I make will definitely not be worse than this one!"

Fu Ming watched Qingyan as she could still see her voracious look, and she held her breath in her heart.

Just after Fu Ming said this, the high priest Mirya looked stunned and then returned to normal.

Qingyan turned her head and was stunned for a moment when she looked at Fu Ming's depressed look. Then she reacted, squinted her eyes and said with a smile, "You've done a good job too!"
Chapter completed!