Ye Tianze knows who that person is, but he can't believe it. Did she arrange all this?

However, why did he feel that there was a familiar taste in the meal? He had never eaten the meal cooked by Qin Weiyang.

These dishes in front of him are very strange, but the taste is so familiar that he feels like he really has another life.

"Now..." the old man said, "my promise has been fulfilled. Are the guests full?"

Ye Tianze turned his head and looked at the old man. He stared at the old man in front of him and wanted to see a ray of familiarity from her face.

The old man seemed to know what he was thinking at the moment and said, "I'm not her. The guest doesn't have any hope, but... It can be seen that the guest is really happy. Seeing the satisfaction on the guest's face, I suddenly thought of myself who came here for the first time."

"Before that, I have never made a meal as delicious as her. I can't even care what is heart."

The old man said, "until the guest came, I suddenly remembered the taste. Until I saw the guest's face, I suddenly knew what is heart."

Ye Tianze was silent. All in his mind were Qin Weiyang's figures, but he couldn't recall Qin Weiyang's face.

But the taste remained in his heart, just like her figure. He wanted to keep it, but the taste and her figure began to blur.

At this time, several dangerous smells suddenly came from the outside. Just as ye Tianze was about to stand up, the old man raised his hand and pressed him down.

She looked at him firmly and said, "the guest has his own mission. Let the old man come in this war."

Ye Tianze looked at her and was puzzled, but the old man's face was filled with self-confidence. Ye Tianze didn't feel any cultivation in her, but she had a potential.

"I haven't moved my muscles and bones for many years. I don't know if anyone in the world remembers me!" the old man walked out gently. "Guest, remember to finish the meal. Maybe you can recall the starting point. Even if you can't remember, it doesn't matter. She left all her thoughts in the meal."

The old man went out, but ye Tianze didn't follow him. He added a bowl of rice and picked up the dishes on the table.

The familiar feeling appeared again. In his mind, two figures emerged. Seeing their appearance, ye Tianze's eyes were suddenly wet.

They are very strange, but when you see them, ye Tianze feels familiar, as if he had experienced that scene.

But the picture is extremely blurred, and with fewer and fewer dishes on the table, the familiar taste is becoming weaker and weaker.

Finally, he ate all the dishes and stripped all the dishes in the pot. His mind was blank. He forgot all things and could no longer recall the familiar feeling just now.

He touched his cheek, but found that he didn't know when he began to cry. Until now, he found that the continuous sadness poured into his heart like a tide.

Gone, she has gone, does not exist in this world, can no longer see, but she still left a taste of heart, as if telling herself that she still exists.

Just then, a fierce drink suddenly came from the outside, which woke Ye Tianze up. When he walked to the door, he found that the old man was facing ten Tiandao level strong men.

They are all of divine descent. The light shining on them is more dazzling than the sun in the sky. The power of light envelops everything in the world and dyes all things white.

Only the old man stood in the light. Her color, such as withered grass hair, wrinkled face and mortal clothes, looked shabby.

She turned her back to Ye Tianze. The shadow on her body covered the whole hut. The light could not penetrate. Ye Tianze was well protected.

On her body, there was a sense of war. She had no accomplishments, but she stood there like a sword.

Ten gods in the void looked at the old man in front of him. He was a little surprised, because when they came, they didn't see the slightest cultivation in the old man. This is a mortal.

But now, they feel that the old man is very powerful, but she still has no cultivation, but their law of light can't invade her clothes, not a trace.

"Who are you?" said the head of the divine race.

Ye Tianze is very familiar with this voice. It is Sikong long, the man who set up the great bright array to kill his divine race.

"When I was young, I was obsessed with cultivation. Like all sentient beings in the world, I chased the other side, but I couldn't get it all the time..."

The old man said, "I didn't know until I met her that everyone has his own other side, but most of them chase the other side of others and can't get it."

"Old man!" a god descendant raised his hand and scattered thousands of lightsabers. "Block our way. No matter who you are, you have to die!"

"The Lord of death is behind me. He didn't say he wanted me to die. Why should you call me to die?" the old man flashed in his hand and a knife appeared.

The light seemed to be fast, but it fell very slowly in front of the old man. The old man gently stroked the knife in his hand.

At this moment, her old face seemed to return to her youth. It was a beautiful face. No, she returned to her youth.

Not the light is very slow, but the law of light. It becomes very slow in front of her and changes its appearance in her time.

"The law of time!" the faces of the divine race present changed greatly. If they were not in a time field, their law naturally became very slow.

"She... She is... She is..." seeing her young face, sikonglong suddenly remembered something.

However, before he finished, the old man took a step forward, and all the lightsabers seemed to be nonexistent in front of her.

She was thousands of feet away from the divine race in front of her, but at this step, she came to them.

She took a knife and cut it. A huge war spirit broke out from her knife. It was composed of war spirit.

Sikong long was the first to react. He turned around and left, but he was also angry with the knife and cut off half of his body. The rest of the divine race were not so lucky.

They even had no time to resist, so they were cut off their heads by this knife. The knife Qi ran tens of thousands of miles. The whole void was cut off a huge black crack, and the chaotic law was torn directly.

"Mountain sea war spirit!" the escaped Sikong looked pale, "you are... Mountain sea... Mountain sea..."

"So someone still remembers me!" the old man looked at his frightened look and said with a smile. "Unfortunately, he is too old. His hand holding the knife is not as sharp as before. If this knife had been enough to cut you all into powder before."

Then the old man turned back and looked at Ye Tianze. "Are the dishes and chopsticks finished? I can't hold it."