After ordering, Zhou Yan wanted to say a few more words to Ai Weiwei, but he found that in his ordering, Ai Weiwei picked up the chopsticks again and ate the food, completely ignoring him!

Zhou Yan suddenly hated these delicacies that attracted Ai Weiwei's attention, but he couldn't help but swallow his saliva when he smelled the tempting fragrance of the delicacies, his heart was really love and hate, it was extremely complicated.

Qin Xiu, who walked into the kitchen, remembered the news he had just learned, and felt a little unexpected, and felt that it was reasonable.

Unexpectedly, I didn't think that General Daolan was Mu Hualan, and it was reasonable to think that Mu Hualan's compelling momentum could indeed afford the title of "general".

Thinking about things in his heart, the movements in Qin Xiu's hands were not slow, and in about ten minutes, the mapo tofu and egg fried rice that Zhou Yan asked for were served, and then Huo Yaoyun was also served.

"Don't be greedy for the first time when you drink this kind of wine, just do what you can, just drink two or three times. Qin Xiu still reminded him kindly, although it was kindness, but with his expressionless appearance, no matter how you look at it, there is a sense of disgust that he doesn't drink well and is worried that he will go crazy drunk.

Zhou Yan choked, stared at Qin Xiu speechless, he wanted to get angry, but thinking of this guy's cooking skills, and remembering that his sweetheart was by his side, he finally endured it and didn't have a seizure, but he was a little suffocated in his heart, and said with a sentence: "Thank you for your concern, I have a good amount of alcohol!"

"It's not a matter of the amount of alcohol, it's about your cultivation...... problems. Qin Xiu glanced him up and down, and finally tactfully omitted the low word.

"Poof. Ai Ziyu, who was eating tofu on the side and was still distracted, almost didn't squirt out the rice in her mouth, but under Ai Weiwei's faint glance, she still obediently lowered her head and slammed the rice, not making a sound.

"......" Zhou Yan almost broke out and beat this guy in a sack, do you think I don't know what you mean if you omit that word? Your eyes have already betrayed you! Fall! To be honest, boss, do you look at me so unpleasantly? It doesn't matter if he eats the whole plate of egg fried rice with ten spirit crystals, why can't you drink the whole pot of wine with ten spirit crystals?

However, after Qin Xiu finished speaking, he turned around and left without interest, anyway, his reminder had arrived, and it didn't matter to him if he didn't listen to it.

Qin Xiu turned around and left, Zhou Yan eased his mood to go crazy, he still minded his cultivation, Ai Weiwei was in the early stage of the fourth order, but he himself was only in the late stage of the third order, and now he was said to be low in cultivation, how could he not make him angry in front of Ai Weiwei, secretly thinking that he must find an opportunity to teach this boss a lesson, and he finally felt a little more comfortable in his heart.

At this time, he looked at the food on the table in front of him, a piece of cube of tofu is fresh and white, exuding a bright luster, the thick crimson soup adds a bright red and translucent to the white and tender tofu, the long garlic seedlings are erect in the bowl, emerald green and blue, and the oil is very bright, as if they have just been picked and chopped from the furrow, vivid, red, white and green, steaming hot, causing Zhou Yan's stomach to gurgle and scream.

At this time, Zhou Yan was entangled, he wanted to eat food seriously, and he wanted to talk to Ai Weiwei for a while, he was entangled for a while, looking at Ai Weiwei eating food and ignoring herself, he finally decided to eat food seriously!

Especially after a glass of wine, his whole body was trembling, the pores on his body seemed to be opened, and he didn't want to think about anything in his mind.

After reminding Zhou Yan, Qin Xiu came to the back of the bar and picked up the book he had read before again and read it.

Although he was very curious about why a general, who was still a sixth-order cultivator, would agree to hold a martial arts competition to recruit relatives, he felt that he was not familiar with Mu Hualan, and he had not yet reached the point where he could talk to each other, so he did not rashly ask.

And in fact, he was not so curious that he had to know, so until Mu Hualan and his party of four finished eating and paid the bill and left, Qin Xiu did not say a word related to the competition to recruit relatives.

When Zhou Yan snorted while drinking wine, he scooped up the last mouthful of mapo tofu on the plate and stuffed it into his mouth, just wanted to pick up the plate and lick it clean, but suddenly remembered that there seemed to be his sweetheart sitting next to him, so he quickly retracted the hand holding the plate, and looked up at the seat where Ai Weiwei was sitting not far away.

But he petrified and found that his sweetheart was gone!

finally met Weiwei and didn't even say a few words, and his heart couldn't help but feel a wave of sentimentality, but before Zhou Yan was sentimental, he suddenly found that the yuan power in his body was expanding and seemed to be about to explode in the next second!

Zhou Yan was so frightened that his soul was about to fly, the slight drunkenness in his eyes was scared away, he became extremely sober, a cold sweat broke out on his back, and he didn't have time to explain anything, so he directly began to cultivate on the spot.

Looking at Zhou Yan's movements, Qin Xiu just glanced at it lightly and turned his gaze back to the book, he had just reminded his husband to do what he could, but the other party not only didn't listen, but also drank the entire pot of wine.

Looking at the surging Yuan Force in his body, Zhou Yan finally knew why Qin Xiu reminded him to let him do what he could, he was going to be stupidly crying by himself, why didn't his brain reflect it, according to Qin Xiu's urine nature, would he talk nonsense? The Yuan Power increased by this Fire Burning Cloud is not comparable to Egg Fried Rice at all, if the Yuan Power increased by Egg Fried Rice is a stream, then this Fire Cloud is simply a river!

Looking at this soaring spiritual power, Zhou Yan only felt that he wanted to cry without tears, so he could only stabilize his mind and directly command the soaring Yuan Force to rush to the level.

Yuan Li, who was about to riot, finally obediently behaved a lot under Zhou Yan's appeasement, and began to forcibly break through with Zhou Yan's thoughts.

But the Yuan Force was too huge, and Zhou Yan could only barely command these Yuan Forces, and it was very difficult to let these Yuan Forces circulate in the meridians according to his own thoughts.

Suddenly, he didn't pay attention, and he carelessly relaxed his control over the Yuan Force, and these Yuan Forces, which he had appeased and obediently behaved a lot, instantly burst out, although he took it back in time, but still broke a few meridians in his body.

And in the hall of the small shop, several family members of Hou Li at the door saw that their master entered the cultivation state without greeting him, and they were shocked and thought that something had happened to the master, and immediately two third-order cultivators ran into the store, and saw that Zhou Yan was only relieved after cultivation, but before the two of them could finish exhaling this breath, they found that a trace of blood flowed from the corner of Zhou Yan's mouth, and the breath around his body was chaotic.