When Feng Wuxian returned to Tang's house, it was already about a watch at night.

She walked to Emperor Qianxie's room, and when she saw that his room was still holding the lamp, she wanted to push the door and enter, but Mo Rong appeared from the dark and stopped in front of Feng Wuxie-

"Madam, are you back?" Now Mo Rong is used to calling Feng Wuxian his wife.

I still remember that when he accompanied the sect leader to see Feng Wuxian in the Feng family for the first time, she was just a waste of waste with ugly scars all over her face, struggling to survive under the persecution of the people in the family!

And now, not to mention her appearance, even her cultivation is increasing day by day, whether it is temperament or natural ability, she is qualified to be honored by him as the sect leader's wife.

Feng Wuxian was a little strange, how could Mo Rong be guarding outside Emperor Qianxie's room at this time?

"What about Emperor Thousand Evils?" Feng Wuxie's eyes looked into the room, and through the window, she vaguely saw the shadow of Emperor Thousand Evils, as if she was sitting cross-legged and cultivating.

Mo Rong smiled slightly: "The sect leader is cultivating, wait a while, and when the sect leader completes today's cultivation, let's go in again." ”

Feng Wuxian nodded, and then sat down on the stone table and chair outside the door of Emperor Qianxie's room, and waited on the spot.

On the stone table, there was half of the old wine that Emperor Qianxie had drunk, and Feng Wuxie smelled that the taste was very mellow, so he poured himself a cup and drank it leisurely.

Seeing this, Mo Rong also sat down opposite Feng Wuxie, and said with a smile:

"The Master's wine, although it tastes fragrant, has a lot of stamina, you have to be careful of getting drunk. ”

Feng Wuxian waved his hand: "Don't worry, I have a good amount of alcohol, in our place, drink one catty and two pots, my head is not dizzy, I don't dazzle, there is nothing to do!"

"Erguotou?" Mo Rong was a little curious: "Is it the name of the wine?"

“…… Yes, yes. Feng Wuxian smiled and nodded, which was perfunctory.

After drinking two more glasses, Feng Wuxian couldn't help but lick his lips - not to mention, Emperor Qianxie's wine was really delicious!

The third cup, the fourth cup......

It's delicious.

This emperor is a thousand evils, and there are indeed many treasures hidden, and even the wine he drinks is a rare delicacy in the world!

Suddenly thinking of something, Feng Wuxian asked Mo Rong, "Eh, Xiao Mo Rong?"

Mo Rong frowned...... What the hell is Xiao Morong?

He was four years older than Feng Wuxie, why did she suddenly call him Xiao Morong?

Could it be that this is drunk?

Mo Rong fixed his eyes on Feng Wuxie, and saw that her face was fair, her eyebrows and eyes were bright, but it didn't look like she was drunk......

"What?" Mo Rong asked.

"You secretly told me something. ”

Feng Wuxian suddenly looked a little mysterious, and there was no one around, but she still lowered her voice and asked:

"Your family master, what is the state of his cultivation? I have tried to test it several times, but I can't get it. I asked him once before, and that dead tsundere megalomaniac deliberately didn't tell me, come on, come on, you secretly tell me-"

Feng Wuxian looked curious, and after asking, he also leaned his ear over in a matter-of-fact manner.

Mo Rong thought about it, Feng Wuxian was not an outsider, he would marry the sect leader sooner or later, and the sect leader's cultivation level was not a big secret, so he said: "The sect leader has already broken through the realm of the desolate gods when he was seventeen years old, and in the past two years, he has been continuing to cultivate, wanting to make a breakthrough, but he has been refining for two years, as far as I know, although the sect master's soul power has become deeper and deeper in the past two years, he still has not broken through, as if he has entered a bottleneck period." ”

"Aragami?!" Rao is Feng Wuxie, and he couldn't help but exclaim!

She once again counted the levels of soul cultivation with her fingers: Tianwu, Earth Spirit, Xuanqing, Huang Ji, Yufan, Zeu Immortal, Hong Zhen, and Aragami......

Aragami is already the highest level of soul power she knows now!

"It's really more popular than people!" Feng Wuxian gritted his teeth: "But since the Aragami is already the highest level, what will he refine if he continues to cultivate?"

…… It's not really going to be a monster, is it?

No, Emperor Qianye is already a monster now, and if he continues to refine it, I'm afraid he will become a demon!

Feng Wuxian was a little speechless.

This soul cultivation technique, the higher the level, the more difficult it is to advance, the Emperor Thousand Evils is already in the realm of the desolate gods, the highest level, and there is no higher breakthrough after two years of cultivation, so is it ...... There will be no more breakthroughs?

What is above the Aragami?

"Who knows, but the Sect Master has always said that there is another heaven and earth above the Aragami, but there are very few people who can reach the top. ”

Mo Rong said, and couldn't help but show an expression of envy, jealousy, and hatred:

"My soul power has been in the realm of Yufan for three years, and the next step is to be promoted to the realm of immortals, and I don't know how long it will take to break through. ”

Feng Wuxian stopped talking.

She's only in the middle of the Xuanqing Realm yet!

Regardless of the difference between her and Emperor Qianxie, let's just say that she and Mo Rong are very far apart!

It's useless to talk more, she will have to cultivate harder in the future!

"Okay, Xiao Morong, talent is such a thing, you can't force it! As he spoke, Feng Wuxian also filled Mo Rong with a glass.

Mo Rong and Feng Wuxian clinked glasses, and then drank them all in one gulp.

"Madam, don't be presumptuous, the sect leader's talent is indeed a 'monster', but do you think you are normal? I measured your soul power, you are now in the middle of the Xuanqing Dynasty!"

Mo Rong poured himself another glass of wine, and after drinking it all, he raised his hand and pointed at Feng Wuxie:

"It took you half a year to cultivate to the Xuanqing Realm! You and the sect leader, really, monsters match monsters!"

Feng Wuxian also drank another glass: "Why is that monster still cultivating, do you want me to wait until dawn?"

Mo Rong drank a few glasses of wine, and his face was already a little drunk.

Unconsciously, the two had been drinking outside for more than half an hour.

Mo Rong's speech gradually became inarticulate: "That's it, monster! Bastard! It's not over! I don't know if you're still waiting to sleep, madam?"

"What am I waiting to sleep?" Feng Wuxian held his chin, looking curious, and his vision was a little dazed.

"Wait, sleep with the sect leader!" Mo Rong took another drink and burped!

Feng Wuxian slapped the stone table suddenly: "Wow, Mo Rong, you think too dirty! I have something serious to ask him!"

"Hiccup~ So what's the matter with you?"

"I'm ...... Eh, what am I looking for him?"

Feng Wuxian knocked on his skull, but his consciousness was chaotic, and he couldn't remember it!

"Forget it, if you can't think of it, you don't want to, Xiao Morong, come, you sing a song to Mrs. Ben!" Feng Wuxian simply held the wine jug and drank it directly to his mouth: "Sing about wine, life is geometric!

Mo Rong shook his head: "I won't, why don't you sing it, madam?"

Feng Wuxian glanced at him, and then stood up as a matter of course, not only singing, but also singing and dancing, dancing to the moon: "When the sun shines in the sky, the flowers smile at me......"

"Madame, that's the moon, not the sun......"

"Oh, then the moon is in the sky......"

At this moment, the door of the room slowly opened—

Emperor Qianye looked at the two drunkards outside his room, their faces sinking like water, and their eyes like ice.

It's like an evil deity who is about to kill!

Mo Rong saw Emperor Qianye first, first laughed a few times, and then pointed in the direction where Emperor Qianye was and said, "Madam, look, the monster is out!"

Emperor Qianxie: "......"

His expression became more and more gloomy, and his gaze at Mo Rong was murderous.

Feng Wuxian seemed to come back to her senses suddenly, and after getting drunk, her steps were a little erratic, and she walked in the direction of Emperor Qianxie-

Emperor Qianxie looked at Feng Wuxie's appearance, the corners of his mouth hooked, and he didn't smile: "You have grown up, you know that you have drunk yourself like mud!"

Feng Wuxian touched his hot, red face, as if he was a little embarrassed, "Hiccup~ I'm not drunk, Emperor Qianxie." Your wine is so delicious!"

Emperor Qianye snorted coldly: "You don't have the ability to get drunk without a thousand cups, and you dare to drink my wine secretly?" After a pause, Emperor Qianye shook his head again: "Forget it, even if you ...... this time"

Before he finished speaking, he was stunned by Feng Wuxie's actions-

Feng Wuxian stretched out his hand and hugged ...... very affectionately Emperor Thousand Evil ...... The ...... beside him Carved wooden pillars!

She rested her head on the wooden pillar—

"Bang!"

It was the sound that Feng Wuxie's head made when it hit the pillar!

Emperor Qianye looked at her and felt sorry for her!

"Ahh

Emperor Qianxie: "......"

Mo Rong on the other side had already drawn his sword and shouted at another wooden pillar not far away, "What is the demon"!

Emperor Qianye didn't bother to pay attention to Mo Rong!

He only stared at Feng Wuxie!

I saw Feng Wuxian leaning against the pillar and closing his eyes, his expression was rare and gentle, his hand touched the slender pillar, and asked, "Emperor Qianxie, why did your figure become thinner? ”

Emperor Qianxie: "......"

In the end, Feng Wuxian simply sat on the ground, but his hand was still holding the pillar and did not let go: "I'm sleepy, Emperor Qianxie, let's talk about it!"

Emperor Qianxie: "......"

The corners of his mouth twitched.

What do you mean?

What to talk about?

This stupid woman, is it possible......

Are you letting this broken pillar tell her a story?!

Emperor Qianxie grabbed Feng Wuxie's hand: "Let me into the house!"

Although Feng Wuxian was drunk, her strength did not decrease at all, she held on to it and didn't let go, while throwing a ball of heavenly fire at Emperor Qianxie, her mouth kept humming:

"What is pulling me?!What are you pulling me for?Are you trying to rob my man?I'm going to burn you!!"

As he spoke, there was another big blue sky fire! The cold face that was already covered with frost and snow was already covered with frost and snow that was calling straight at Emperor Qianxie!

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