Di He was not interested in the small fight between the two of them at all, he picked up the teacup on the table, drank all the tea inside, and then got up and walked to the room.

"I'm going to retreat for half a month, and if there's anything during this period, I'll wait until I'm out of the retreat!"

Hearing him say this, Qing Heng immediately became happy, and before she could be happy, a basin of cold water came to her face.

"Meng Yilu, you are looking at Qingheng during this time, and when I leave the customs, I hope to see her cultivation go to the next level."

"Yes."

After the Meng descendant responded, Di He didn't stay any longer, pushed the door directly, and walked in.

After the seal appeared on the door, Qing Heng fell to the ground like a deflated ball.

Meng Yiyan quickly grabbed her and lifted her up: "Don't want to play dead, from now on, you can start practicing your spells!" Strive to cultivate to a higher level when the son is out of the customs! ”

Qing Heng's pretty little face wrinkled together, she blinked and looked at him with a flattering expression: "Meng Yiyu! Descendants!! Little Partridge!! Yes! ”

A large hand clasped directly into her face, pulling her face back.

Meng Yilu trembled and looked at her with disgust: "Okay! It didn't work for me! If you have this kung fu, you might as well go and cultivate! ”

"It's not fun at all!" Qing Heng slapped his hand away and glared at him viciously, "I don't know what the master thinks, he actually let me cultivate!" Ahh!!hhhhh Spare me! ”

Qing Heng closed her eyes, her two hands grabbed in the air indiscriminately, looking at her crazy look, Meng Yilu couldn't help laughing.

He stood there and watched her mess around for a long time, and at last when she lost her strength and stopped, he went up and grabbed her by the back collar and took her outside.

"Alright, stop making a fuss! I heard that Childe is going to find that big bad guy after he leaves the customs, and you said that if your cultivation is improved when he leaves the customs, will he take you with him? ”

"What you say is true?" Qing Heng's face was full of surprise, where was there still a reluctant look.

Seeing that she was finally interested, Meng Yilu let go of her hand and nodded: "Don't lie to you!"

After hearing his words, Qing Heng grabbed his wrist as if he had been beaten with chicken blood, and strode forward: "Then what are you waiting for!" Let's go! Take me to practice! ”

Meng Yilu was sent back because his physique was not suitable for cultivation. Then he practiced martial arts in the mansion, and gave him a lot of elixirs during the addition of Shenyuan, and his physique slowly changed. Later, after Emperor He returned home, he taught him some simple techniques, although he didn't know much, but it was still possible to teach Qingheng.

Half a month's time, it's not fast, it's not fast, it's not fast, originally Meng Yilu thought that with Qingheng's three-minute heat, it wouldn't be long before he would be lazy again, but he didn't think that this time he underestimated Qingheng, and in less than ten days, her cultivation changed.

In the blink of an eye, when the day of Emperor He's exit came out, Qing Heng pulled Meng Yilu early and waited in the small courtyard where he lived.

"Why haven't you come out yet? Something can't be wrong, right? Qing Heng hid on the ground, anxiously holding the soil on the ground.

Meng Yilu glanced at her, his eyes fell on her hand, and quickly turned to the side: "You won't expect Gongzi to be good!"

Qing Heng glared back at him, grabbed a handful of soil, and threw it at him: "Don't misinterpret what I mean!" I'm just in a hurry when I see that the master hasn't come out for so long! ”

The handful of soil she threw over was blown out of direction by the wind before it was blown out of direction, so the Meng Yilu didn't even dodge. He turned his gaze to the still closed door and ignored her.

Until the sun was receding and slowly setting again, there was not the slightest sound in the room.

Qing Heng looked up at the sky, then moved his gaze to Meng Yiyu, and frowned: "Seeing that the sky is about to get dark, why hasn't the master come out yet?"

Before she asked, Meng Yilu sent a message to Di He, who was waiting for a reply at this time, and did not hear what she said for a while.

After waiting for a long time, Meng Yiyu stood there like that, not paying attention to her at all, even if Qing Heng felt that she was being ignored, she stood up angrily and walked quickly to Meng Yiyu.

was already a little angry, but when she stopped in front of Meng Yilu, she was even more angry.

Even if he was already face to face with him, and even the tip of his nose was about to touch it, the wood didn't react in the slightest.

"Meng Yiwen! What are you doing standing stupidly! I'm talking to you!! Did you hear that?! ”

Being yelled at by her like this, Meng Yiyu came back to his senses in an instant, and the next moment he found that Qing Heng was close to him, he was breathless, and hurriedly took a few steps back.

Seeing that he finally had a reaction, Qing Heng crossed his waist and stared at him with wide eyes: "I just talked to you!" What are you thinking!? ”

"Sorry! Didn't pay attention! Meng Yilu touched the tip of his nose.

Qing Heng didn't mean to let him go at all, she asked again, "What are you thinking!?"

"He's communicating with me."

A somewhat hoarse voice sounded behind them, and the two of them looked away at the same time, and saw that the door that had been closed had been opened at some point, and one person slowly walked out of the room and stopped at the edge of the stone table.

Seeing this, where could Qing Heng still take care of Meng Yilu, she was overjoyed, walked quickly to Di He, and stretched out her hand to take his arm: "Master!" Master! You're finally out of the country! ”

Di He avoided her hand and sat down on the stone bench next to him.

Qing Heng still walked forward without giving up, Di He glanced at her coldly, and she hurriedly stopped.

Di He's gaze swept over her, and he smiled with satisfaction: "Cultivation has really improved!" Not bad! Commendable! ”

Qing Heng swept away his original depressed expression, returned to the appearance he had when he walked out of the house, and looked at him happily: "Really? What is the master going to show me? ”

Di He turned his head and glanced at Meng Yilu, and said with a smile: "How about finding a good family for you?"

Feeling his gaze, Qing Heng turned his head to take a look, and immediately rolled his eyes: "Don't!"

Di He smiled and did not speak again.

Meng Yilu walked over at the right time and stopped in front of him: "Childe, something happened a few days ago, I don't know if there is any news from Yangxu Palace?"

Hearing this, Di He put away his smile and nodded with a somewhat heavy expression: "Master sent a message to me, saying that I should go and see it after I get out of the customs."

Meng Yilu let out a "hmm" and asked, "When does the son plan to leave?" Do you want us to go with us? ”

"I don't understand the situation there yet, don't go for the time being, and I'll let you know when I figure it out."

At first, Qing Heng didn't understand what they were talking about, but when she heard Di He's words, she didn't wait for Meng Yilu to answer, she opened her mouth first: "Where is the master going?" And don't you take me? ”

Di He fell his eyes on her, and when he saw her pouting and unhappy, he smiled and comforted her rarely: "Often the powerful ones are left at the end of the appearance, be good, follow Meng Yilu to cultivate hard."

After hearing this, Qing Heng still looked a little unhappy, she looked at Di He and nodded heavily.

Originally, Emperor He would have to leave the customs in a few days, but because Wei Yuanzi was a little anxious about what he told him, he forcibly left the customs on this day just half a month.

Xiu Wei was in great turmoil, and the moment he came out of the room, he even felt a touch of fishy sweetness in his throat.

After waiting for a long time, he didn't see any intention of leaving, so Meng Yilu walked in and shouted in a low voice: "Childe?"

"Hmm." Without any hesitation, Emperor He answered.

Then, without waiting for him to say anything more, he got up: "Let's go." Take a good look at Qingheng. ”

Meng Yilu nodded and watched him disappear into the courtyard.

A day later, at the foot of Soul Mountain.

The tavern, which was bustling on weekdays, suddenly deserted today, and there were not a few people entering the tavern all morning.

Lu Fei sat at the door of the tavern, looking at the crowd of three or two who passed in front of the door, and shook his head vigorously.

"Sister, I told you a long time ago, I won't let you open the store here, you have to listen! Look, it's only been a long time, and no one has come here! ”

A slender jade hand suddenly stretched out from behind him and flicked down on his forehead: "With this gossip skill, it is better to go and move the wine out of the cellar!"

The voice was cold and good, Lu Fei leaned back, leaned on his sister's body, stared at her for a long time, and said seriously: "Sister, let's move!"

The forehead was flicked again, this time it was a little heavy, he was in pain, and hurriedly reached out and rubbed it.

After the pain subsided, he glared at the person behind him: "Lu Lin! You're hitting me again! Yes! ”

Lu Lin raised his hand again, but this time he didn't remove his hand, and rubbed it lightly against the place where he was beaten: "It's not big or small!" Don't call me by my name in the future! I'm going to call my sister! ”

Lu Fei snorted, avoided her hand, got up and walked around her, and walked towards the wine cellar.

Lu Lin looked at his back angrily and shook his head helplessly.

"Excuse me......"

Hearing the voice, Lu Lin hurriedly turned around, and when she saw the person behind her clearly, she was stunned for a moment.

The person who came was dressed in a green shirt, with half a bundle of long hair, and the hair scattered on his back fluttered in the wind. I don't know if it's an illusion, but there is an extremely comfortable halo around him, and with a faint smile on his face, at a glance, he looks like an immortal.

"Girl?" Seeing her staring at herself in a daze, Lan He called her softly.

Lu Lin hurriedly came back to his senses and stammered to ask him what was the matter, Lan He smiled and said, "I came here a few days ago, and there was a little girl with me at that time, I don't know if the shopkeeper still remembers?"

The memory goes back to a few days ago, a smiling face appeared, the owner of this smiling face, sitting at the long table, tapping his fingers on the table, looking at the girl lying on the table in front of him tenderly.

"When did the amount of alcohol get so good? Two bowls of wine are down, and they are still sitting here safe and sound? ”

Bo Yanhe didn't even look at him, picked up the wine jar at hand, and poured wine into the bowl: "It's as if you know how much I drank before!" We haven't had a drink together! ”

Lan He chuckled, afraid that she would drill the horns again, so he didn't say anything more.

Bo Yanhe snorted coldly, raised his eyes, and saw that he had that gentle look on his face, and he was even more sure that he was very similar to the people he knew before.

Another bowl of wine, Bo Yanhe didn't feel dizzy at all, she supported her head with her hands, looking at the wine jar in front of her in a daze.

Odd! Usually when she was in Bolu Mansion, she didn't drink alcohol, but at that time, not to mention a bowl, even a glass could make her dizzy and lie down all night, and she was also very puzzled, when did the amount of alcohol become so good!