When Mu Yan looked up, he saw that Li Weiran had prepared food with both color, fragrance and taste.

He was "looking" at her with a smile: "Are Mu Yan hungry? Look, I have prepared a new dish for you today, it tastes very good!"

Mu Yan looked at him suspiciously, "You are a bit abnormal recently?"

Li Weiran tilted his head and showed an innocent expression: "There is nothing I can do about this. When I first met, I thought Mu Yan was a bad woman, so of course I should be more careful. But the more we get along, the more we are attracted to you, and I unconsciously put you in my heart. For the sake of the people I care about, let alone washing my hands and making soup, even if I don't even want my life..."

"Stop! OK, you won't be able to win!" Mu Yan said speechlessly, "I can never tell when you tell the truth and when you tell the lies."

The boy opposite him lowered his head slightly with his lips and a slight smile on his lips. He handed the fish that had been picked up to Mu Yan.

The fresh and fragrant fish melted between the lips and teeth, and the ultimate delicacy made Mu Yan, who had been hungry for two days, unable to help but show a comfortable look.

But such delicacy and comfort not only did not relax her, but instead made her secretly alert.

Because Li Weiran is too bizarre and too unpredictable.

Moreover, Mu Yan always felt a strange sense of familiarity in him, which made her instinctively dissipate most of the time she just raised some warnings.

"Who are you? What's the purpose of getting close to me?" Mu Yan asked.

Li Weiran raised his head, and the curve of the corners of his mouth became deeper and deeper. "Does Mu Yan really want to know that? Then I'll tell you..."

Before he could finish his words, a trembling voice suddenly came, interrupting the conversation between the two.

"Miss Jun...Miss Jun, can you really have a way to break the barrier of the gravel granite and take us out?"

Mu Yan frowned and looked up.

I saw a middle-aged man with a vicissitudes of face.

She curled her lips and smiled: "I think you made a mistake. I broke the barrier of gravel granite because I wanted to go out myself, but I never said I would take you out. Don't be too sentimental."

The middle-aged man was stunned and his face turned red for a moment.

Mu Yan said again: "Of course, if the barrier is broken, if it is not automatically repaired, you can go out. But after leaving here, are you dead or alive, can you recover your strength, or be thrown into this gravel hill again? All this has nothing to do with me!"

This middle-aged man was obviously a cultivator who was thrown in.

At this time, when he heard Mu Yan's words, his face looked dull and he couldn't help but smile, "Yes! What if we are a waste like us, even if we have a gravel granary? Isn't it a dead end? Haha...hahaha!"

The other cultivators who once belonged to the floating island also showed a look of pain and despair.

Compared to growing up in Gravel Hill, who never knew how vast and terrible the world outside was.

Only these practitioners understand the meaning of Mu Yan's words better.

So what if they leave the Gravel Gate? They are still waste without cultivation and are still at the bottom of the food chain.

They may still be alive in Gravel Gate, but if they leave this place, they will have no way to die.

Some people couldn't help crying softly.

Some people also unwilling to punch the ground.
Chapter completed!