The night sky was full of stars, a full moon hung in the middle of the sky, and a dark cloud passed past it. It put on its black coat and rested for a while, and the bright earth dimmed.

On the top of a certain mountain peak in Tianxuan Dao Sect, there is a stone table, and two figures sit opposite each other. On the table are a jade bottle and two wine glasses, which are faintly visible.

"Estimate the time, the man is almost there. Said the man sitting on the left.

"What! I'm afraid I'm reluctant!" the man on the right raised his glass and looked up to drink.

"Yes, such a good seedling, you are really willing to give it to others. The person sitting on the left holds up the glass to his lips, and the lips and glasses make a slurping sound, like the chirping of a summer cicada.

"It's a waste to stay here. ”

"Really!?"

"You don't believe me?"

"You old man, you will be so kind, I see what you must be planning. "A ray of light fell from the dark clouds in the moonlight, and the white beard of the man on the left shone brightly.

"You've known each other for so many years, and you still know me best, but you have to know that if a person knows another person who knows him well, he will have trouble sleeping in the dormitory. At that time, he would inevitably do something he had to do, such as—" A scar sneered in the moonlight.

"Oops!!!, the man should be glad that he has lived so long and has not died unexpectedly.

"It's possible that he will have an accident after another glass of wine, and it's not impossible!!"

"Oh, you're too stingy, just drink a glass of wine from you, and say such cruel words, we're still old brothers. After the words fell, Bai Lao impatiently grabbed the wine bottle and poured a full glass into his empty glass, the surface of the wine was glowing with silver, like fish scales floating phosphorescent in the water.

Bai Lao, who raised his glass and drank it all, let out a smacking sound from his mouth, "Good wine, good wine." ”

Elder Scar snatched the wine bottle with one hand and said, "If you drink again, I will destroy you, and there are no brothers before drinking." ”

"You ruthless old fellow, it's a shame that I've treated you as a good brother for so many years, but..."

"Everybody each other. It's useless for you to pretend to be pitiful in front of me!" Elder Scar raised his glass and took a sip, a swallowing sound came out of his throat, "You need to heal his wounds quickly, I'm running out of time." ”

"Hmph, no wine, no motivation. ”

"When it's done, I'll get you as much wine as you want. ”

"That's true!"

"When did I lie to you. ”

"Good brother, don't worry, I'll give you a big fat man jumping around then. ”

"Drink. Elder Scar waved his left hand on the tabletop, and five jade bottles appeared on the table. The jade vase is printed with a green bamboo branch, which glows in the moonlight. A glimmer of moonlight shone on his face, and the scar on his face smiled and showed his teeth.

Bai Lao saw the five wine bottles on the table, his eyes shot red light, his white beard trembled, and his hands grabbed the wine bottles, almost a wolf.

"I didn't expect you to have so many private goods, old man, you are hiding too deeply. "These are the best fairy brews! This brew is called moonshine, and you get drunk with moonshine.

I think that in order to get a bottle of moonlight from Elder Scar, he was trapped by Elder Scar and fled from the northernmost to the southernmost part of the Southern Desolate Bitter Domain, and he escaped for five years, but when Bai Lao took the moonlight from Elder Scar, this damn Scar actually took the opportunity to take a sip and he was angry......

"Did you just know?" Elder Scar looked at his friend's appearance at this time, and scolded angrily~~ in his heart

"Hmph!" Bai Lao opened a wine bottle and asked, "If there is an accident that day, will you take action?"

"What do you say?" asked Elder Scar.

"If he dies, will you regret it? I asked if. Bai Lao took a sip of the wine in the bottle with his mouth. Good wine!

"Is that why you want him to die?" Elder Scar asked rhetorically.

"Haha~~ Guess!"

......

Day 2.

An elegant bamboo house in the green bamboo forest, a few dead bamboo leaves in the air slowly floated in the air, around~around~

In a practice room in the bamboo house, the white-clothed masked girl stood up from her cushion and said, "Get out of the way, I'm going out." ”

Standing at the door of the room, a young man in a white Taoist robe, with a five-clawed golden dragon embroidered on his chest, with blood-red dragon eyes, a handsome appearance, a bloody mole under his left eye, and his eyes were as dark as snakes.

"You're going to take care of that waste again?"

"If you mention the word waste again, don't blame me for killing you. "Han Xiyue holds the red phoenix in her hand, and there are two phoenix tail marks on the sword body.

"The sect master instructed me to give you this volume of Lingyao to cultivate. The young man in the white robe of the golden dragon closed his eyes, the corners of his eyes trembled endlessly, you actually said that you wanted to kill me for a waste, when I couldn't even compare to a waste.

"If I don't cultivate for the time being, I still have something to do. Han Xiyue walked towards the door, a hand in front of her, "What do you mean?"

The golden dragon white-robed young man opened his snake eyes, stopped the palm of the white-clothed masked girl and opened it, and a black scroll appeared, "Senior sister, this is what the sect master asked me to give you." ”

Raising her hand to take the black scroll, Han Xiyue said in a cold voice, "You still don't get out of the way." ”

"I'm afraid not. ”

Han Xiyue's eyes exploded, holding the red phoenix in her hand, and the tip of the sword was pressed against the eyebrows of the golden dragon white-robed young man, "I want to see if you are afraid of death." ”

With the sword against his eyebrows, he smiled and shook his head: "Even if you kill me, you won't be able to get out of this room." ”

"Then I'll try. Han Xiyue's hand shook, and a small stream of blood flowed down from the tip of the Red Phoenix Sword, "Aren't you afraid of death?"

"I know you're not going to kill an innocent person," he stared into the eyes of the masked girl in front of him without blinking, but those eyes were as cold as a glacier.

"Next time, I'll kill you. Han Xiyue put down her sword and walked out of the door, stepping on the door, and a light curtain appeared on the door to stop her from going out.

"When I came in, the formation was already activated, and you can't get out if you learn it or not. ”

Han Xiyue lifted the red phoenix and slashed three swords at the light curtain, and the light curtain fluctuated three times.

She frowned, her whole body was cold and three feet cold, she turned around and sat on the cushion, the red phoenix sword stood upright on the ground, and the rhyme of sword qi was like a snake letter.

"You can go, I'm going to cultivate. ”

The bloody mole under the young man's left eye throbbed a few times, and he sighed softly!

"I wish you early success in your cultivation. ”

Han Ziyun opened his eyes, Grandpa, you have changed, and you have become strange and frightened to me. Are you trying to imprison me......?

The golden dragon white-robed young man in the bamboo forest raised his hand and punched a bowl-sized green bamboo beside him, and the green bamboo was instantly engulfed by the raging flames, "How can the damn waste still be alive!" and then took another step, leaving a pile of black ash in place.

In the White Old Medicine Garden.

"Chu Heizi, how do you feel??" The bald boy sitting on the edge of the bed was holding a bowl of porridge in one hand, and the other hand was holding a small spoon and feeding the bedside boy porridge.

"Are you asking about my injury, or about this porridge?" Chu Xingye asked after taking a sip of the white rice elixir porridge that Li Yang had fed him.

"Nonsense, what kind of person should you be!" Li Yang on the side of the bed looked down at the colorful porridge in the bowl, and there was a steaming heat, like a small white sword stuck in the bowl.

Chu Xingye, who closed his eyes, opened his eyes again, and said, "Who are you, I don't know—but the porridge is good!?"

"Really!" Li Yang looked up and stared at Chu Xingye's silver eyes, these eyes were so beautiful.

"Of course! ”

The bald boy who blinked with the tiger's eyes shot out two rays of light from his eyes, intending to shoot into the bone marrow in Chu Xingye's body.

"This is the first time I've boiled it, you can drink more! ”

He thought to himself that although my cooking skills were not half as good as the fairy in white, sooner or later I would surpass her and become the number one chef in this Xuan Cultivation Realm.

Chu Xingye licked his lips with his tongue and quickly retracted, "No, I'm full." ”

"You just take a bite, you can't fool me, you must be very hungry. Li Yang's tiger eyes blinked, and the light emitted had a burning sensation.

Sticking out his tongue and licking his lips again, he quickly retracted it again. Chu Xingye drooped his head down, like a turtle with a shrunken head, refusing to stick his head out again.

"No, I'm not really hungry. ”

"Are you lying to me?" Li Yang stood up and glared.

His eyes widened slightly, Chu Xingye's gaze drilled under Li Yang's crotch, and an iron pot full of colorful porridge appeared in his silver eyes, still steaming hot. The silver-eyed young man blinked vigorously, his eyes were still full of colorful porridge, and a few drops of sweat hung on Chu Xingye's temple on the left side.

"No! No! I'm not hungry. Chu Xingye's eyes widened, and then stared at Li Yang's tiger eyes with affectionate eyes, wanting to use his sincere feelings to move the bald uncle with a hot head.

Gollum ~ Gollum ~~

"What's the sound?where??" Chu Xingye covered his abdomen with his right hand, his eyes looking east and west.

Li Yang looked down at Chu Xingye condescendingly, and the corners of his mouth raised an arc, "Go on~Go on~"

The sky outside has been gloomy from early morning to a certain time, and now it is a clear sky - the sky is smiling~~

Sticking out his tongue and licking his lips, Chu Xingye's eyes closed, opened them again, and said, "Come on! I'm hungry." He felt like a "hero" who died generously.

"That's what it sounds like. How many bowls?!" Li Yang sat on the chair, and then dragged the iron pot out from behind, squinting into a stitch with a tiger smile.

"Is half a small bowl okay?" Chu Xingye asked weakly.

"Hey, what do you think!" Li Yang held an iron pot spoon bigger than his face in his left hand, shook it and said, looking at Chu Xingye with disdain.

The iron pot spoon looked at Chu Xingye with a disgusted expression, just your little arms and legs - can you drink Uncle a few times!!

"Come on, bring five bowls to the master, use a large bowl. Chu Xingye felt that he should slam the table at this time and shouted loudly. It's a pity that there is no table in front of him, but there is a bed under the fart-thigh, so let's shoot the bed!

- Haha~ He remembered that he had to use half of his body to raise his eyelids, and sure enough, this pretending thing was still not suitable for him to do, and the fish to be slaughtered on the board should not struggle.

"Come on, the guest officer eats well!" Li Yang instantly jumped from the chef to the role of the shopkeeper, without a sense of disobedience, and the expression on his face was more like two points than the real shopkeeper.

Chu Xingye, who snatched the big bowl brought by Li Yang, threw the spoon with his finger to the bald "uncle", closed his eyes, and opened his mouth to swallow the porridge.

The knife cuts the tongue, the lips are burned, and the poison kills the stomach.

Gollum~~~......

"How many bowls are there?" Chu Xingye threw the empty bowl to Li Yang.

"Second bowl, give. ”

Gurgling ~ ~ ......

"How many bowls are there?"

"Second bowl," Li Yang took the bowl in one hand and a big spoon in the other, scooped two spoonfuls into the big bowl, and then handed it to the silver-eyed young man at the head of the bed, "Come, continue." ”

"Or is it the second bowl!?" Chu Xingye asked and swallowed bitterly, treating the porridge as swallowing air, and drank a bowl after two gurgles.

"The first... The first... Bowls?"

"The third bowl. ”

Grunt grunt ~~

"How many bowls?"

"The third bowl. Li Yang poured the bowl into Chu Xingye's open mouth with both hands, "Ask for a ball~ If you don't finish my big pot of porridge today, you can't die if you want to." ”

"No.,"

"—the fifth bowl. ”

"your fifth bowl! Master will never drink porridge again for the rest of his life!" Chu Xingye's mouth was freed from Li Yang's enslavement, and his body fell on the bed, his stomach swelled high, and he burst into tears.

"Hey, how can this be done!" Li Yang on the side of the bed looked sideways at his feet, the iron pot showed its charred black fart, and the big iron pot spoon was tired and spit out 'white bubbles' and collapsed at the bottom of the pot.

"Why?"

"I'm interested in making porridge. When Li Yang replied to this, his eyes lit up, his face was shrouded in divine light, and his bald head shot out 100,000 holy lights, which were sacred and inviolable.

"Come on, you can spare me!" Chu Xingye rolled his eyes.

"How can that be done!" he finally found the big things he wanted to do in life, how could he give up.

"You kill me!" Tears kept rolling in his eyes, but he refused to flow out, and Chu Xingye wanted to die.

"I like you so much, how can I kill you. At this time, Li Yang couldn't wait to hug Chu Xingye and kiss him on the face a few times, leaving his spit generously,—— but unfortunately he didn't love men—God!

"No, no, you're going to kill me. ”

"Are you lying to me!?" Li Yang stood up violently, touching his bald head with his right hand, and his tiger eyes were full of fierceness.

"Oh oops, when did you get so rambling? Come on, go on!"

"We are brothers. Li Yang, who laughed like Maitreya Buddha, bent down to clean up the iron pot.

Chu Xingye twisted his head to the side, thinking: It turns out that drinking porridge is a brother, but I would rather be killed than drink this porridge. An old tear finally hung in the corner of his right eye, lonely.

The silver-eyed young man's stomach was very high, and he burst into tears: Master, you abandoned me again for the sake of affection, and sold me to this dead bald head, master, you are so ruthless~~!

The tongues, lips, and teeth that heard the heartfelt sound of the stomach just sneered, don't think about it if we are not happy, you should not think about it, brothers should share weal and woe, and die together.

From this day on, Chu Xingye drank porridge every day,—— whether it was porridge or porridge. This porridge is still made in a different way, this is really thanks to Li Yang's enthusiastic 'care', Chu Xingye has gained at least seven catties or more.

In order to thank Li Yang for his 'meticulous' care in the past few days, Chu Xingye made up his mind to ......

The first day was red leaf white rice porridge. There is a big lump of beetroot leaves floating in the sticky white porridge, but this beetroot leaf can not be chewed when you eat it in your mouth, so you can spit it out!

The silver-eyed boy with his black, fiery eyes always felt that he was at a loss, and he swallowed it easily, and a terrifying sweetness slapped him on the moon.

Looking down at the silver-eyed boy with a lump of red leaves floating in the bowl, a handful of old tears was about to cry, and the two rows of teeth were always fighting.

The next day was the bitter lotus porridge, a piece of black bitter lotus half the size of a palm floating in the black porridge, they showed their devilish faces, and made a mocking, threatening voice to Chu Xingye.

The bitter lotus with a big finger is comparable to the bitter gall of a poisonous snake, but this bitter lotus with half a palm-sized is put in the porridge, what does this damn bald Yang want to do?

That's not how to bully people! No matter how much you fall into a well, you can't do this!

At this time, Chu Xingye was in pain, and finally realized: Xiao Ye was finally tortured to death—no!

Li Yang, who was on the side of the bed, scooped up the porridge with a smile, raised his hands and handed it to Chu Xingye's lips and said, "Good! Drink it! This is what I have been looking for for a long time to find a piece that is so big and so generous, as soon as you eat it, your body will be fine immediately, and you can jump around like a monkey......

The "dark-eyed boy" with a pale face was stupefied with 'dead sweat' on his head.

Li Yang touched the bowl to his lips, and Chu Xingye strangled his mouth with both hands.

Li Yang, who sneered, stretched out his evil hand, just like you - he held a big knife in his left hand and a bowl in his right hand.

In the end, he coerced and lured all over the game, making the bald boy sometimes look like a monkey jumping up and down, sometimes like a tiger that eats people and does not spit out bones, and sometimes turns into a cunning fox...... Okay - he played the role of the zodiac over and over again.

Chu Xingye, who was lying on the bed and spitting white bubbles, kicked his feet and loosened his feet, and was unconscious from the 'bitterness'.

The bald boy clapped his hands, picked up the empty pot and turned to leave, I am all for your own good.

Day 3.

Chu Xingye, who opened his eyes and found that he was not dead, sneered!

Suddenly, the bald head that came out of the head of the bed frightened his "little monk".

At this time, this cruel bald Yang put a pot of porridge next to Chu Xingye's bed, looking sweaty and hard.

"This! What is this?" Chu Xingye was so frightened that he jumped from the head of the bed to the end of the bed, his hands on his knees, his neck almost retracted into his chest, and his eyes looked terrified to kill the steaming monster. The room was filled with a terrifying smell, and it was useless to cover your nose.

"Beast bone and herb porridge!" Li Yang stirred the porridge with a spoon with a happy expression.

He couldn't seem to smell the horror.

The silver-eyed young man with trembling shoulders slightly saw the gate of hell slowly open with Li Yang's agitation, and groups of ghosts came out of it with their teeth and claws, and killed him with their mouths open.

Ahh

"Kill me, kill me, I don't want to live anymore......"

Li Yang held a large bowl of red, green, white, and purple porridge in both hands, and a bone lay on the side of the bowl. He smiled and walked towards Chu Xingye.

"Drink this bowl of porridge. ”

Chu Xingye shrank into a ball and shivered there, next time I will never drink porridge again—next time will be next time, next time......

......

......

Day 10.

Li Yang walked to the wooden house with a pot of white rice and white porridge, and the porridge on the pot noodles bubbled one by one, and then these bubbles exploded in turn.

If you don't look at the color of this porridge, it must be a bubbling quagmire, and once you step into it, you don't want to climb out again.

"Chu Heizi!, where are the people?" Li Yang put down the porridge and lay down under the bed to take a look; opened the wardrobe next to the bed with both hands to take a look; turned the quilt over and threw it with both hands, and the quilt became a big pile at the end of the bed.

"It's strange!? Early in the morning, I didn't drink the porridge, where can Chu Heizi go?" Li Yang put his hands on his waist and looked around, "Forget it! I've been busy for half a night, I can't waste it, it's hot to go, it's not good to drink when it's cold." ”

Li Yang, who was holding the pot in both hands, stepped to the left and right with his feet, and shook his head over and over, like an octopus crawling on land, but unfortunately he only had four limbs.

"Huh, that little silver cat didn't drink?" said Bai Lao, sitting in the gazebo in the courtyard. Li Yang was walking in the corridor with porridge.

"I didn't see anyone with him, my body is just a little better, and I don't know where I went?" Li Yang said complainingly.

"Such a good porridge can't be wasted!"

"Or you drink it!" Li Yang carried the monsters in the pot that kept roaring, he was nauseous and vomited all night when he boiled them last night, and now he finally stopped throwing up.

"There's a lot of precious treasures in there, and if you dare to waste it, the old man will make you worse than it." Bai Lao pointed with his right hand.

A boulder turned into a pool of gray water in Li Yang's sight.

Li Yang, whose feet were trembling, had his farts cocked, and a sense of urine rose - the 'little monk' was about to be scared to pee.

The methods of the Xuan Yao Master are really terrifying, and the killing is invisible.

"Don't waste this porridge with a little bald head!!" said the old man with a harmless smile.

"I don't need you to say it," Li Yang clamped his legs, "I'm in a hurry." ”

"Walk slowly, don't pee your pants!"

Li Yang held back the urine under his crotch and thought: As the so-called dead Chu Heizi does not die bald Yang, Chu Heizi, if you don't go to hell, who will go to hell!!

At this time, Chu Xingye was holding a dog's tail grass in his mouth, lying in the grass, looking at the mountains in the distance, the sun was shining.

"Damn bald Yang must be looking for the master with porridge at this time, let him look for it carefully! The master won't go back today! Anyway, the injury on his body has been healed by nine points. ”

"Even if Bald Yang is kneeling and begging the master now, the master will never go back. I want to drink porridge, no way!!!"

"You're really not going back - okay!?"

"It's you!" An old face that suddenly appeared frightened Chu Xingye's body tense, and his veins bit his bones like hungry wolves.

"Don't be nervous!!" Elder Scar smiled, "The old man won't eat you." ”

"Master's meat stinks, and I'm afraid you won't be able to eat it. ”

"Heh, there's still a little backbone! Elder Scar sat beside Chu Xingye, "It's all sunny today, come out and bask in the sun, otherwise the bones of your body will be moldy." ”

Chu Xingye, who grinned with his teeth, grabbed the ground with both hands, the grass was dead, and the ground was crippled. His eyes were staring at Elder Scar, and in the next breath, he would turn into a wolf and bite Elder Scar's neck.

Even if he died, he knew that his teeth would never withdraw from flesh and blood—that was his last dignity.

"If a remnant wolf dies, it's just a lump of carrion," Elder Scar turned his head to look into Chu Xingye's eyes and asked, "Do you want to turn into a lump of rotten flesh?" or stand up - become the king of wolves?"

Chu Xingye slowly put away his teeth, the ten fingers of his hands relaxed, and he lay down in the grass again, but the tendons and veins of his body were still biting the bones.