I Have a Three-Realm Auction System

In front of Menglai, stood a young girl, holding a black puppy in her hands, and this person was Wen Ting.

What made Wen Ting wonder is how could this person appear here?

Zhou Fan went to Hangzhou, and he probably hasn't returned yet, let alone bring other women back. Besides, Zhou Fan has no other women besides himself and Yan Shuimo.

"We, do you know each other?" Looking at Wen Ting, Menglai felt quite familiar, as if she and the person in front of her were good sisters!

"I don't seem to have seen you before." Wen Ting's brows couldn't help but frowned. Menglai suddenly appeared here and said such strange words, which made her feel vigilant in her heart.

Moreover, now she is no longer a mortal, but a monk, whose cultivation level has reached the realm of real immortality. Although she has not noticed the fluctuations in spiritual power from Menglai, it is difficult to guarantee that this person is not the same. Monks.

What's more, in this world, there are magic gates. Between Zhou Fan and the magic gate, there is an unresolvable grudge. If this person comes from the magic gate, it would be miserable.

But Menglai gave her a rather familiar feeling, which was very similar to the feeling when she got along with Yan Shuimo.

And she didn't notice the slightest killing intent from Menglai.

"I'm sorry, I confessed to the wrong person." Menglai had a slight disappointment in her eyes, and after speaking, she turned and left.

"Wait..." At this moment, Wen Ting stopped Menglai.

"Is there anything else?" Menglai paused, frowning slightly.

"Hello, my name is Wen Ting. If we can, I hope we can become friends." Wen Ting stretched out her palm, looked at Menglai, and smiled slightly.

Menglai was startled, she didn't expect Wen Ting to say this all of a sudden.

In her memory, she didn't have any friends. Ever since she came to the human world, she has recognized an older sister, and now there are people who are willing to be friends with her. For a while, she was a little at a loss.

"Aren't you willing to be friends with me?" Wen Ting couldn't help but ask when Menglai refused to extend his palm.

"No..." Menglai shook his head slightly, "Can we really be friends?"

"What's wrong?" Wen Ting smiled, "I used to have a sister, but then she left!"

Having said that, Wen Ting's eyes were a little sad. She and Yan Shuimo had a very good relationship. If it hadn't happened, Yan Shuimo had died, I'm afraid their relationship will continue like this.

However, there is no if in this world.

"Gone? Where did you go, aren't you coming back?" Menglai asked in an ethereal voice.

"Sit down for a while, I'll fry two small dishes." Wen Ting didn't say much about this issue, put the black dragon on the ground, turned and walked into the kitchen.

Menglai's brows couldn't help but frowned slightly, and she sat down quietly at the dining table.

And Heilong, lying beside him quietly, stared at Menglai closely.

From Menglai, it also felt a touch of familiarity, but it was also convinced that it had never seen Menglai before.

A person's appearance can be changed, personality can be changed, but the only constant is the soul breath, and the soul breath of Menglai is strange to the black dragon!

However, no matter what purpose the person came to this home, the black dragon would take good care of Wen Ting. Because of his own reason, Yan Shuimo was already dead, and he would not allow himself to neglect his duty anymore unless the other person stepped on his body.

Not long after, Wen Ting brought two cooked dishes and placed them in front of Menglai.

"Come and taste it to see if it suits your taste." Wen Ting smiled.

"Where have we... met? This is the second time I have asked you, so please answer me seriously." Menglai asked with a serious expression looking at Wen Ting.

She didn't try Wen Ting's craftsmanship for the first time. From Wen Ting's body, she also felt a familiar taste. This familiarity is as familiar as she is familiar with the city.

It's just that, in my own memory, there is no picture of Wen Ting!

"We shouldn't have met. If you want, we can be friends." Wen Ting smiled.

Seeing Wen Ting's bright and healing smile, Menglai was silent for a moment.

Immediately, she lowered her head slightly and looked at the food Wen Ting had just cooked.

A portion of minced eggplant, a portion of sweet and sour pork ribs, the color and fragrance are delicious, people can't help their appetite.

She took off the veil, picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of minced eggplant, and stuffed it into the cherry mouth.

"It's delicious." Menglai chewed lightly twice and praised.

"If you like to eat, just eat more. I'll cook a few more dishes for you." Wen Ting smiled, got up, and walked into the kitchen again.

"Can you tell me why you are so good to me?" Menglai raised his head and looked at Wen Ting who was about to enter the kitchen.

"When I see you, I think of my old sister." Wen Ting was silent for a moment, and she still told her true thoughts in her heart before entering the kitchen and starting to work.

"That old sister?" Menglai's heart trembled. Could it be that she really had nothing to do with Wen Ting, otherwise, why would she have a familiar feeling when she saw Wen Ting?

She didn't know, Wen Ting couldn't answer this question either, she could only rely on herself to understand all this.

"Who am I, am I really Menglai!" At this moment, Menglai had doubts about his identity.

After a while, Wen Ting brought another braised fish and a white fungus and lotus seed soup.

"In a hurry today, I made these dishes, and I will make two more for you the next day, so you can taste them." Wen Ting also sat down beside him, picked up the chopsticks, and ate.

Although with her current cultivation level, there is no problem even if she doesn't eat or drink, but which girl resists food?

"Thank you." Menglai thanked him.

"By the way, where are you from? Do you have a place to live in Ningcheng?" Wen Ting asked.

"I came from a far away place, and there is nowhere to go here yet." Menglai shook his head gently.

"If you don't dislike it, you can stay here temporarily, wait until you have a better place to go, and then leave." Wen Ting said.

She was not the kind of good old person, but from Menglai, she really felt a sense of closeness, and then she wanted to help her.

"Will this bother you too much?" Menglai asked. To be honest, it really made her feel close here. If she could stay here temporarily, she would be extremely happy.

But if she disturbed others because of this, she would also be unbearable.

Moreover, she has not forgotten what the task of her master is.

"Excuse me, my boyfriend is not at home these days. When he comes back, I will introduce you to you." Wen Ting said.

"What does your boyfriend do?"