Chapter 945: The divine guest village, Miss Zhao on the mountain
On February 2, the dragon raises its head.
It rained heavily.
There are few pedestrians on the two streets of Shanying Town. Occasionally, some people pass by, holding umbrellas and walking in a hurry.
Ma Sanye and Han Wu suddenly walked out of "Chunlan Garden" side by side, with reserved smiles on their faces under the oil paper umbrellas, as if they had done something extraordinary, which was indeed something extraordinary. , they played dominoes all night in a boring and sleepy way.
The two have been reconciled for more than a year, which can make two enemies who have been enemies for decades become "inseparable". The reason is very simple, they both want to be Mr. Xin's person.
Aren’t Mr. Xin’s people his own people?
Ahead was the "Hai Kai Ke Zhai". The two people withdrew their arrogant expressions and turned to cautious ones. When they got to the door, they put away their umbrellas and looked at the "unsightly" person with his arms crossed. The little yellow dog lying in front of the door respectfully shouted: "Master Huang, I borrowed it."
This little yellow dog is not an ordinary little yellow dog. His cultivation is unfathomable and his temperament is extremely aloof. , two people and one dog often drink together, and "Huang Ye" has to take the main seat; when they go out to go shopping together, "Huang Ye" only orders courtesans, and only drinks and does not go to bed. He says that he will never play with people, and he just appreciates them. .
Xiao Huang ignored it, and the two of them entered the lobby with a sneer, their expressions instantly became even more humble.
Last year, the waiters, waiters and cooks in Kezhai were fired, and the cooks were replaced by Master Kongyun, the host of the Great Buddha Temple, Zhang Yu, the master of Weihuo Palace, and Sang Qingqing, the master of Qingyang Palace.
The person carrying firewood and water was replaced by San Nan of the Demon Sect.
The waiters were replaced by Mo Xianyi, the leader of the Taiyi Sect, Nie Yinniang, the leader of the Ghost Sect, and other women.
The accountant was replaced by Tai Chi Zhenren, the leader of the Tai Chi Sect.
What kind of fairy village is this?
What kind of fairy boss is Mr. Xin?
Is this so crazy?
The world is crazy!
A plate of shredded potatoes sells for ten yuan of low-grade Wuyun Stone. It is simply... so worth it!
The lobby was quiet, with no guests and no one paying attention.
The two had to sit carefully in the corner, next to half a stool, and said in an extremely gentle tone: "Ten pounds of roasted knives, twenty pounds of cooked beef, hard work, hard work!"
After finishing speaking, Cold sweat, feeling in my heart...so exciting!
Soon, Nie Yinniang, dressed as a peasant girl, brought wine and meat, which excited the two of them again.
However, they quietly set their sights on Mo Xianyi, who was not far away. In fact, the fairy who brought her was better. She was fragrant and so beautiful that even one look at her felt like blasphemy.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, Mo Xianyi suddenly walked up the stairs with a shy face, which made the two of them feel regretful.
Mo Xianyi reached the second floor, quietly entered a room, then carefully closed the door, looked at the bed, and saw Xin Zhuo lying on the bed wearing only thin pants and a bare upper body.
Mo Xianyi adjusted her simple farmer's skirt, her face lightly painted with pink and white, simple and beautiful. She walked to the bedside, stretched out her slender hands, and pressed it: "Master, your strength is not bad. "?"
"Well, it's okay, go up..."
Xin Zhuo put his chin on the pillow and said vaguely.
Mo Xianyi was obedient and his eyes were bright and moving.
Xin Zhuo swore that he simply broke through too quickly. His meridians were stagnant, his muscles were sore, his Danhai was bulging, and he felt uncomfortable all over his body. Only the power massage from a master above the Saint Son level and the Nine-ring Jade Purifying Bottle could relieve him.
One year has passed since the destruction of Huangquan Sect, and only two months have passed since the "Sheng Linyuan Rises" fell into the sky.
There is still no news about the master, his wife, and his fellow apprentices. The fifth senior sister Gongsun Li has no choice but to run around with the matter of his consecration. Now he has gone to Zengkonghai in advance to inquire about the situation. It is said that the "Holy Linyuan Rises" It is a very unique and weird existence. Every time it is turned on, something different will happen. She needs to prepare for a rainy day!
In fact, these days, quasi-saint-level masters and low-level warriors everywhere in Northern Xinjiang are acting much more low-key!
Feng Konghai must go. As for the hope of becoming a saint, to be honest, he can't guarantee that he is unique, because he has confirmed with Gongsun Li and found that his Danhai is now particularly different.
Normally, the alchemy sea of a quasi-sage with all ten gates open would be a whirlpool, but his was a mist. The mist was so thick, it was like a summer fog, with no end in sight!
The rain is pouring outside the window, and the beautiful woman is massaging inside the window.
This weather and this mood would never change even for a god.
He suddenly looked up at Mo Xianyi.
The face of Mo Xianyi was as red as an October persimmon. She was beautiful and charming, without the philistineness of a common woman, nor the rudeness and domineeringness of a warrior.
"I really hope you tell me you are Zhao Yizhu!"
This woman has a three-dimensional resemblance to Zhao Yizhu, although the temperament and feeling are very different.
Mo Xianyi raised her head and blinked: "She, is she my wife?"
My wife...
Xin Zhuo looked out the window and was silent for a long time After meeting, he said: "She is a very special woman. She has accompanied me through the most confusing and hesitant troughs in my life. She understands me. She always knows what I am thinking. She is always gentle and considerate. Of course, she also has a fierce side. For example, she has never allowed me to touch her again. Other women..."
"Xin Zhuo, it's me, Zhao Yizhu..."
Mo Xianyi's expression suddenly became extremely gentle, as if in a dream, and he stretched out his hand to gently touch Xin Zhuo's face, his eyes as tender as water.
Xin Zhuo was stunned for a moment, breathing rapidly, and hugged her.
Mo Xianyi leaned gently into his arms.
Rolling, intoxicated...
Then, Xin Zhuo looked particularly sober and smiled: "Obviously you are not her!"
Mo Xianyi asked foolishly: "Why?"
Xin Zhuo said: "She won't be like her You can be disturbed so easily, your heart is shaken, and your mood is unstable!"
Mo Xianyi suddenly became sullen, stood up, and wiped the water stains on his lips: "What do you think I am? ? I, I...I've already done this to myself, you never play with me seriously, I'm going crazy, you bad guy, I...go to work!"
Xin! Zhuo suddenly grabbed her chin, flicked her into a ball of well water, and said with a smile: "It's your reward, go ahead!" Mo Xianyi frowned at the smell, and slammed the door angrily.
Xin Zhuo crossed his legs, put his hands on the pillow, shook his head and laughed. Once a warrior in this world masters otherworldly cultivation, he will live like a god. It is difficult not to fall. It is said that Chu Feng of the Chu family in Beihai He has 793 concubines; the grandson of Qin Wuji in Fuxian Palace has 3799 concubines, all of them are beautiful female cultivators!
Even a "simple" bastard like Huang Dagui has ninety-one concubines in Jiusihai.
A group of heavy horses!
Everyone in the world says that warriors are vulgar and not as innocent and heartless as the cultivators of immortality, and they are not as moved by heaven and earth. Who knows that the cultivators of immortality are not as full of blood and boiling as the warriors!
Just as he was thinking of this, his face suddenly darkened.
......
"Pap, tap..."
A unique oil-paper umbrella shaped like a flowery mushroom came slowly from the corner of the street. Under the umbrella was a little girl. , seventeen or eighteen years old, slim and graceful, with fairy hair in a bun, skin as fair as jade, a pair of big eyes that are particularly smart, long eyelashes, a straight nose, and bright red lips.
Looking at the "Xiankai Kezhai", he smiled slightly, his eyes turned into crescent moons, and his teeth looked like braided shells.
Then, come straight.
Her steps were not very big. A pair of high-soled boots embroidered with mandarin ducks stepped on the stagnant water on the street, causing a splash. But strangely, the water stains did not fall, and the place where they passed looked like There is an extra circle of water relief!
It wasn't until she reached the gate of the guest village that those "water reliefs" fell down, and pieces of spiritual grass full of strange fragrance bloomed.
Xiao Huang, who was "lying corpse" in front of the door, suddenly jumped up and took three steps back.
In the room, Tai Chi Zhenren, Mo Zong Sannan, Nie Yinniang and Mo Xianyi looked out curiously. The girl was very beautiful, cute and spiritual, but it made them feel chilly and creepy. He was facing a wild beast.
The Tai Chi master was the first to react and immediately said: "Guests, please come in!"
"Okay!"
The girl smiled, put down her umbrella obediently, and held a The string of small bells made a crisp sound because of bending down, and then he sat down at a table, with eyes like crescent moons: "I want meat buns, fresh meat buns, the kind with soup, um, a hundred!" "
"This..." Mo Xianyi was a little confused, "It may take a long time!"
The girl blinked: "I can afford it!"
Mo Xianyi hurried into the kitchen. Master Sang Qingqing and Kongyun had already made preparations in a hurry and were covered in flour.
Half an hour later, a hundred meat buns were served, and the meat was fragrant.
The little girl pinched one as if no one else was watching, swallowed it in one gulp, and said, "Well, it's okay. Although the flour and meat are inferior, the most important thing is authenticity, so I want to see your family." Boss! "
This twist was a bit big, and Mo Xianyi and the others didn't react.
"Presumptuous! You can see Mr. Xin whenever you want?"
Ma Sanye and Han Wuye jumped up to protect the Lord.
The next moment, the bell rang softly, and the two of them took off their robes and ran out bravely, running around and around the street.
The expressions of the people in the lobby changed and they hurriedly ran upstairs.
As a result, Xin Zhuo arrived first and sat opposite the girl in a flash, picking up a meat bun by himself.
But the girl struck like lightning, grabbed Xin Zhuo's hand, and said fiercely: "Mine!"
Xin Zhuo smiled and said: "You haven't paid me yet!"
"What I say is mine is mine!"
The girl's big bright eyes lit up slightly, and her slender palms glowed It turned green, and there were faint shadows of vegetation all around.
Xin Zhuo frowned slightly, his hands became frosty, and frost shadows loomed around him.
The floor beneath my feet suddenly cracked with dozens of cracks.
The entire store is full of greenery on one side and ice and snow on the other.
Mo Xianyi, Tai Chi Zhenren and others struggled to use their mental methods to resist, almost suffocating.
Fortunately, after a moment, they both let go at the same time.
Xin Zhuo ate the buns in a leisurely manner.
“Poof…”
The girl covered her mouth and chuckled, her eyes rolled up, and she also ate the buns, one bite at a time.
Xin Zhuo: "What's your surname?"
Girl: "The surname is Zhao, Zhao Tong'er, the Zhao of Tongtian Emperor, the Tong of Wutong, the son of the noble one who has the nature of heaven and earth!"
Xin Zhuo: "You must be from the mountains!"
Girl: "Smart!"
Xin Zhuo: "Besides eating steamed buns, what else do you want to do here?"
Girl: "I'll beat you up!"
Xin Zhuo sighed: "Isn't it difficult?"
The girl said: "You are quite fun, so I won't beat you. It's time for me to leave!"
(End of this chapter)