Chapter 1222: Fainting Blood
Yan Qingrui rolled her eyes speechlessly, clicked at several of his acupoints, and then slowly infused a wisp of internal force from his meridians. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
In a moment, the void cloud woke up.
Seeing that it was still in the ruined temple, he suddenly looked helpless.
However, he turned his face away and ignored Yan Qingrui, but he didn't dare to bow his head.
Because he didn't dare to look at the things on his clothes, he was afraid that he would faint again.
Yan Qingrui silently opened the food box.
When he saw the barbecue and skewers that were still steaming slightly in the food box, the anger and arrogance on Xuyun's face immediately cracked, and he felt that the aroma of barbecue was stronger when he woke up just now, and he thought it was still the aroma on the fire.
He immediately smiled, put his hands out, grabbed a piece of barbecue meat in his left hand, and grabbed three skewers of skewers in his right hand, and immediately put it in his mouth.
Yan Qingrui said disdainfully: "Carnivores are still fainting blood?"
Xuyun's mouth was stuffed full, but it was an expression of what do you know, and he said vaguely: "Out of the adult Bu Shasha (monks don't kill), don't write (don't see blood), understand?"
Yan Qingrui: "......"
The reasons for foodies are very strong, and the ideas are very strange.
Yan Qingrui couldn't understand it at all, he was calling the so-called monks who don't kill and don't see blood, but what he nibbled on was mutton and rabbit meat in his mouth, and he was waving a pheasant leg in his hand, was he sure that anyone believed what he said?
Yan Qingrui threw something in her hand with her left hand and played with her right hand.
Xuyun's eyes straightened, and he said happily: "Immortal drunk, you still have wine? Hurry up, give it to the monk." ”
Yan Qingrui raised her eyebrows and said, "If you want to drink, you have to come out with some sincerity, right?"
When Xuyun saw the wine, his eyes were as bright as stars, his face was salivating, and he said impatiently: "What sincerity do you want?"
Yan Qingrui said: "Ten years ago, Tianqian had a national teacher ......."
Xuyun was stunned, the action of eating meat stopped obviously, he took a bite of the chicken leg, and said, "I don't know, I don't know, I haven't seen it!"
Yan Qingrui said: "Really, I don't have any wine to drink!"
Xuyun tried his best to move his gaze back from the wine jar in her hand, took a bite of the barbecue, and insisted: "I don't know, I haven't heard of it!"
Yan Qingrui knew he was lying.
If he really hadn't heard of it, he would have asked Yan Qingrui to choose another condition that would allow him to show his sincerity, or go directly to her to grab the wine and drink, but now he no longer looks at the fairy drunk, and with this appearance, he can also think with his toes that what he said is not the truth.
Yan Qingrui said leisurely: "It doesn't matter if you don't say it, I'll find out!"
Xuyun didn't even eat meat, he looked at Yan Qingrui with wide eyes, and said, "What are you doing with this?" There is wine to drink, meat to eat, fights, and Shangguan's kid to play with you, isn't it enough?"
Yan Qingrui snorted: "It was enough, girl, I have a multinational group, two thousand hectares of farms, two private islands, seven or eight sets of real estate villas in various places, I don't know how chic my life is, I don't have to pay attention to anything, what Xuanyue Sword, what Shadowless Valley, what national teacher, I don't even have a dime to do with it, but who dragged me here?"
Xuyun suddenly looked away with a blank look.
He blushed his face and said hesitantly: "That, the sky will descend on the Si people...... Destiny, destiny!"
"Destiny, you are big!" Yan Qingrui didn't like to hear this, she didn't believe in any destiny.