The fire under the pot was beating, and Song Zheliu's hands were white and slender.

Meng Fan couldn't help but look at Song Zheliu, wanting to use the Dream Dao technique to see if there was any flaw in Song Zheliu's body that caused him to be so guarded, and he was taking a bath behind his back and hanging curtains......

But then he gave up, everyone has privacy, and Song Zheliu is also his friend, so it's a little unkind to peek at it.

The meal was quickly ready, and the two of them began to eat.

"Brother Meng, brother is still thinking about building a stove in this courtyard, and we can cook whatever we want to eat in the future. ”

"The partition matter will be solved in two days, and it is a little unsightly to hang the curtains...... Well...... You can also make some benches, tables and chairs, we can sit and drink tea if we have nothing to do, and it is also good to sit on the cliff platform and watch the sunset. ”

"Brother Meng, there's nothing wrong with this place, I like it very much, why don't we give this place a name?"

Song Zheliu held the bowl and said while eating.

"Take it!"

Meng Fan won't live here for a long time at all, and it doesn't matter if this courtyard has a name or not.

"Called...... Taoyuanju?"

"Yes. ”

"How is Qingya Xiaoge?"

"That's fine. ”

"It's better to call it Xianqiongtai, this place is high, there are many clouds and mist, and it is like Qionglou Yuyu in the sky......"

Song Zheliu said, Meng Fan nodded cooperatively, but in the end, Song Zheliu didn't decide on any name, but said the reason why he was called Song Zheliu, saying that in ancient times, when people parted, they would fold willows to send each other, and when they missed relatives or old friends, they would also fold willows to send affection, so his parents gave him the name of Zheliu, and he was also surnamed Song.

Isn't Song just a send, a farewell!

"Slender fold willow, hold this to send lovers. Meng Fan remembered a verse, "Zheliu is a good name." ”

"Yes, yes, an inch of willow, an inch of love, I also think my name is good. Song Zheliu was like meeting a bosom friend, with a bright smile, "Brother Meng, your name is not bad, I looked for her thousands of times in my dream, but that person was in the dim light, what a good mood!"

"Looking for her in a dream...... Meng Fan was touched by these words, his smile was mixed with a hint of bitterness, he waved his hand and took out two pots of Qingqiu City's aged wine, handed Song Zheliu a pot, opened a pot himself, and poured a big sip into his mouth, "Drink!"

"Okay, drink!" Song Zheliu also opened the wine jug with a big grin, poured a big sip into his mouth, and then turned his head and quietly stuck out his tongue.

It's so spicy!

After eating and drinking, Song Zheliu staggered to his feet, packed up the pots and bowls, walked outside, and muttered: "The mountain spring water on the east side of the courtyard is really good, it's a pity to use it to wash dishes, it's best ......to make tea."

The night is getting deeper, standing in the courtyard, you can see the lights on the side of the outer disciples, Song Zheliu brushed the pots and bowls, Xu was because of drinking, it didn't take long for him to go to bed, saying that he moved to a new house today, and he didn't practice anymore, and his snort gradually became softer.

Meng Fan glanced at the curtain between the two beds, waved his hand and took out a piece of bamboo, cut it with ruthless silk, tied a paper finch, and after channeling, he tiptoed from the window and flew away.

Laugh at!

The paper finch draws an elegant arc in the night sky, reaching straight into the sky.

The weather in the mountains is unpredictable, and the night sky at this time, although there are floating clouds, you can also see some shining stars, and the scenery seen by the paper sparrows, Meng Fan is like witnessing it with his own eyes.

The five peaks are lit up like stars.

After a general glance at the five peaks, Meng Fan manipulated the paper finch to lower the height, and stayed for a moment under the cloud dwelling front of the fifth peak, Zhou Yutong once said that the Spirit Grass Secret Realm has been covered and protected by the formation because it has been coveted by outsiders many times, and it cannot be seen at ordinary times, and the entrance to the secret realm is between the two statues.

Where Meng Fan stayed, there were exactly two statues.

The two statues are fairies with two arms holding flower baskets, with a beautiful posture, in front of the two statues, there are five or six disciples on duty, their eyes are shining, quite vigilant, Meng Fan does not dare to get too close, and he does not expect to enter the secret realm of Lingcao tonight to loot, the purpose of tonight is just to explore the way, and then he flew towards the Qianyuan Hall located in the palm of the five peaks, Zhou Yutong is likely to be imprisoned there.

Meng Fan didn't know what Gongye Chundui was going to do to Zhou Yutong, but that night, Gongye Chundui dispatched almost all the elders to take Zhou Yutong back to the sect, and it was obvious that Zhou Yutong was extremely important to him.

Their own rescue must not be delayed for too long.

The scale of the Qianyuan Hall is very large, the eaves are fighting, there are stone carvings and fierce beasts entrenched on the eaves, the momentum is domineering, around the Qianyuan Palace, there are many slightly smaller palaces, the scales are one after another, the gas phase is very extraordinary, it seems to be silently revealing the strong heritage of the Nanwu faction.

At the outermost part of the building is a high wall with a canal under the high wall, which ripples in the night, and several stone bridges overhang the canal at the main entrance, with beautiful balustrades.

Meng Fan flew directly over the high wall and fell to the eaves of the Qianyuan Palace.

Suddenly, a shadow roared and flew in, only hitting the paper finch controlled by Meng Fan, the speed was staggering, Meng Fan immediately let the paper finch fly into the air, but the shadow was in hot pursuit!

Meng Fan took a look, and the shadow was a white crane.

"What a nuisance!"

Meng Fan frowned, he didn't attach the four spirit qi to the paper sparrow, otherwise the white crane would never cause him a little trouble, and then he started full speed and returned the same way, but he never thought that the white crane also sped up, and he was about to catch up with the paper sparrow.

Meng Fan really wanted to use the paper finch to kill the white crane, but he still endured it, the white crane was clearly a spirit bird, killing it would cause greater trouble, in desperation, he manipulated the paper finch into a cloud high in the sky, and with a clench, with a bang, the paper finch burned into ashes, and the clouds flashed starlight.

The white crane flew in the clouds for a while, but did not find the shadow of the paper finch, and flew away with a suspicious cry.

Meng Fan's mind returned, and suddenly he heard a noise in the courtyard, and lifted the curtain next to the bed with his hand, and the shadow of Song Zheliu was no longer on the bed.

"New here, you're tough!"

In the courtyard, there were four or five people standing, one of them pointed at Song Zheliu with a knife, his face was hideous, and his body was scattered with the cultivation of the sixth level of Dixuan, and two of the other people had reached the fifth level of Dixuan.

"Won't you, will you? Believe it or not, I'll drop you down?"

The man with the knife pointed to the cliff platform in the distance.

"I don't have it on me. Song Zheliu's voice revealed a hint of annoyance, "Put it in the house." ”

"Say it earlier!" the man with the knife waved his hand and walked towards the wooden house, "Brothers, go in and search!"

"You can't go in!" Song Zheliu opened his arms and stopped in front of the group of people, "My brother is cultivating, you can't disturb him, I really want something, I can give you mine first!"

"It's late!" the man with the knife slapped Song Zheliu's goose egg face with the knife, making a snapping sound, "We don't just want that, we want more!"

It was at that time that the door of the hut creaked open.

The man with the knife looked at the door, stunned, and then took two steps back.

A face with a long scar looked at him coldly......

(End of chapter)