Only then did Xinghe understand what he had drunk that night!

Lark Fruit, most of the lark fruit on the back mountain is all in her stomach!

No wonder I still feel that the dantian is rising.

the groove.

The dantian, which has not been loosened for more than ten years, has actually loosened in the slightest?

Xinghe felt the power of his abdomen, and began to run to do big Zhoutian, his expression was overjoyed, and he really felt that the bottleneck was slowly loosening.

Wen Yunchuan was bored when he saw her come out.

Surprise; "Master".

Xinghe came back to his senses and looked at them with a frown; "What's the matter?".

Elder Fa was the first to open his mouth to complain; "Returning to the sect master, when Senior Brother Yun left, he specially handed over the Bailing Fruit from the back mountain to Senior Brother Wen, asking him to pick it off and give it to many elders for us in the next few days. But early this morning, Senior Brother Wen only brought 300 of them, saying that they were gone! ”。

Wen Yunchuan was just about to open his mouth to explain, but another elder hurriedly answered; "When Senior Brother Yun left, he specially took us to the back mountain, and saw that there were at least a thousand hundred spirit fruits, just now we went to the back mountain, bare, there was nothing!"

Wen Yunchuan touched his nose and stopped talking.

Xinghe just wanted to speak, and the other elder said angrily; "Sect Master, not to mention the elders in the sect to worship, the hundred spirit fruits that have been given to the major sects for a hundred years are not enough, you must be aware of this matter, and you must not tolerate it!"

After speaking, he glared at Wen Yunchuan fiercely, it seemed that he was really angry.

Xinghe finally interjected, and his heart was a little empty.

But he was the master of a sect and snorted coldly; "This little thing is worth shouting about here, what kind of system."

As soon as these words came out, several elders reacted one after another, blushing.

If it weren't for the fact that it was too sudden, and the lark fruit was too precious, how could they be so reckless?

Xinghe said slowly; "The rest of the lark fruits have been used by the deity, do you have any objections?"

Several elders said in unison; "Huh?".

The truth was so shocking that they couldn't accept it for a while.

And more than 700 lark fruits, just a few days? She finished eating alone? Even if it is a Venerable in the Tribulation Period, it must be too hard!

Xinghe knew that they didn't believe it, and explained; "The other fruit deities have all let the disciples brew wine, which is very beneficial to cultivation, do you have any opinions?"

They dared to have opinions there, so they were so frightened that they turned white and shook their heads desperately; "No opinion, no opinion".

Wen Yunchuan didn't expect that the master would make this excuse for himself, it's really not bad!

Xinghe nodded with satisfaction; "The lark fruit is not the only one, why lose your manners!"

One sentence put them at ease instantly, because it was so difficult to deal with.

Xinghe looked sideways at Wen Yunchuan and said; "If you want to go to Baitaoyuan as a teacher, you will stay."

Before the words were finished, Wen Yunchuan hurriedly replied; "The apprentice goes with the master".

Xinghe frowned, feeling that he was a burden, and wanted to open his mouth to refuse, but heard him say it again; "The disciple can also brew a hundred kinds of wine!".

In a word, Xinghe changed his mind in an instant; "Okay, let's go with the teacher."

Wen Yunchuan lowered his head and chuckled, and responded; "Thank you, master".

Xinghe looked at these unsuccessful elders again and said; "Seven hundred?"

An elder who was not afraid of death said; "The more the merrier".

Xinghe snorted coldly and left with Wen Yunchuan.

Seven or eight elders were left behind, and they were drenched in cold sweat with fright.

How did they forget? Dare to make a fuss at the gate of the sect, this is a long life!

Now the sect master's temper is much better, I think when the old sect master was still there, she was not happy, that is, she fought directly, the sect was invincible, and the sect people who also beat were convinced by her!

Later, the old sect master feathered, and experienced the battle of immortals and demons, the immortal world was almost devastated, and her only three close junior disciples also died on the battlefield, and since then she has become cold and lifeless.

Now Wen Yunchuan is sitting on the master's flying magic weapon, which is very familiar, and as soon as he goes up, he finds the most comfortable place and lies down.

Xinghe stood in front of him, a little envious of him being so free.

Wen Yunchuan seemed to know what she was thinking.

Standing up, he took out a small jug of wine from his storage bag and handed it over; "Master".

Xinghe smelled the familiar aroma of wine, and couldn't help but swallow, a little hesitant.

Wen Yunchuan said with a smile; "Master, there is only this pot, the apprentice specially left it for you, if you don't drink it, the apprentice will drink it!" I don't know if the lark fruit in Baitaoyuan is also so sweet! ”。

Dared.

Such a simple method of agitation, how could she not know.

But she thought that there were still seven or eight days to go anyway, and even if she was drunk, it would not be a big deal to get some sleep.

This is a good wine that can be drunk without a sip!

So Wen Yunchuan only used a pot of wine and let the master lie next to him obediently.

He loved the feeling of being able to reach out and touch her, and it was very reassuring.

Xinghe's alcohol consumption is getting better and better now, and he is only drunk after drinking a pot, but he is not sleepy.

Pointing to the white clouds next to him, he babbled and wanted to catch it.

Little Paw is restless.

Wen Yunchuan looked at the restless little paw with a smile, and reached out to grab it.

Xinghe wanted to struggle away.

But Wen Yunchuan pulled very tightly.

He propped his head in his other hand, looked at her, and laughed a little lazily; "Master, what's your name?".

Galaxy blurted out his debut; "Thousand glasses".

He was not pleased with the name, and smiled a little charmingly; "I mean your real name".

Xinghe seemed to hesitate for a moment before he said; "Galaxy".

Wen Yunchuan's eyes lit up, and his voice softened a little; "What star? What river? ”。

Xinghe snorted lightly and said proudly; "The stars of the stars, the rivers of the rivers, there is no culture!".

Wen Yunchuan read in a low voice; "Galaxy, galaxy, galaxy".

The way that the galaxy dislikes; "What!".

Wen Yunchuan chuckled; "My name is Kiyomu!".

Xinghe also repeated his name; "Qingmeng, this name is so nice".

Wen Yunchuan smiled even brighter, and said; "I once did a mission in a lower plane, and my name comes from a poem in it."

Xinghe's eyes widened, and he looked at him with a blank eye.

Wen Yunchuan's voice was a little improper; "In the end, I don't know that the sky is in the water, and the boat is full of dreams and the galaxy!"

Xinghe giggled.

Wen Yunchuan looked at her dotingly and asked with a smile; "Why are you laughing?".

Xinghe said seriously; "Because my name also comes from this poem".

Wen Yunchuan was stunned for a moment, and seemed to ask in disbelief; "Your name also comes from this poem? Are you from Earth? ”。