"Pei Yin, are you there? I'm here to beg for a drink!"

Just after ten noon, Pei Yin was lying on a rattan chair drinking plum wine, the door of the small courtyard was slammed, and Ming Xiang's voice came from outside the door, he hurriedly got up, walked over quickly to open the door, and welcomed Ming Xiang in with a smile.

"Yo, you enjoy it a lot, but it's hard for me to practice magic under the scorching sun, and I can't even afford to drink saliva!" Ming Xiang walked straight to the peach tree, sat down on the rattan chair that Pei Yin had just laid, and drank the plum wine next to him.

"Come on, I heard Qingyuan Shenzun say that most of the immortal drunkenness I sent was drunk by you, and you can't afford to drink a sip of water, are you saying that Qingyuan Shenzun is stingy?" Pei Yin's index finger moved slightly, and a rattan chair appeared out of thin air, and he sat down on the side of the stone table, drinking plum wine with Ming Xiang.

"I didn't say that. You can't wronged me, be careful that in the future, I will improve my cultivation and raise my fist to bully you!" Ming Xiang stretched out his fist and shook it in front of him.

"Oh, don't say it too early, it's not necessarily who will bully who in the future!" Pei Yin turned his head and chuckled.

Mingxiang snorted, lay back, closed his eyes and stopped talking.

Pei Yin turned his head and glanced at her side face, and then closed his eyes as she did.

Ming Xiang has become a lot happier since he practiced with Qingyuan Divine Venerable, and he can see it.

Pei Yin is as long as he sees her happy, he will be happy, at first he didn't know why, but now he knows, he likes Mingxiang.

Si Ming once told him that his red line was intricate, and there was a mess at the end, and he couldn't tell who was connected to the other end, so Pei Yin couldn't be sure if Ming Xiang was the person he had ordained.

But now that he likes it, he likes it, and who cares about the somewhat nihilistic statement of the predestined person.

"Xiang'er, do you have a sweetheart?" Pei Yin looked down at the jar of plum wine in his hand, and the tips of his ears were slightly red.

Suddenly asked this question, Ming Xiangleng paused, and then asked him: "I don't know if you and I have the same definition of it." What do you think is liked?"

Pei Yin raised his head violently and stared at her with blazing eyes: "Like it, when you are happy, I am also happy, when you are unhappy, I am not happy, what you are, what I am like!"

Ming Xiang smiled when he heard this: "For what you think, my liking is very superficial, and what I think I like is that it is in line with my heart." ”

"Is there one, someone you like?" Pei Yin asked her again.

"Absolutely. Ming Xiang smiled, she closed her eyes, and the curvature of the corners of her mouth became wider and wider, "I like Qingyuan Divine Venerable." ”

"Boom-" Pei Yin suddenly felt five thunderbolts, and his face turned pale all of a sudden: "Do you like Qingyuan?"

Ming Xiang noticed that he was a little weird, and wondered, "Is there anything wrong?"

"......" Pei Yin was silent, his face returned to normal, if he hadn't knocked over the wine jar when he got up, I'm afraid even he would have to believe that he was fine.

After Ming You got out of the customs, he was busy dealing with the big and small affairs of the Ming clan and other surrounding clans, and sometimes when he was tired, he sat on the ground, closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing, so that his brain could be empty and rest for a while.

Although he has already become an immortal, he will still be tired.

Ming Xiang has been spending more and more time with Qingyuan Divine Venerable recently, and it is difficult for him to meet her.

Even when she finally saw each other, the time she spent by her side was pitiful.

"Xiang'er, how are you practicing today??" Ming You sat at the table, sipping tea while looking up at Ming Xiang and smiling.

Ming Xiang came back from Qingyuan Divine Venerable, and she was sweating lightly, and her clothes were sticky to her body, and she felt very uncomfortable.

After taking the tea handed by Ming You and drinking it alleviating the heat, she said: "The practice is prosperous, but the talent is stupid, and the effect is not ideal." ”

Mingyou refilled her with another glass: "This matter is not urgent, take your time." ”

Ming Xiang nodded, wilting on the table.

Not long after lying on her stomach, she fell asleep.

Mingyou glanced at her and sighed: "Xiang'er! You should be about to leave! You must be happy after leaving, and you must take care of yourself, don't let me worry!"

When Mingxiang woke up, it was already dark.

"Ayu?" she called tentatively.

No one answered.

Today, Qingyuan Shenzun taught her a lot of spells, and she memorized them one by one, and she used them all, but the effect was not very ideal.

Qing Yuan said that she has a high level of understanding, but somehow, the magic always fails to reach the best power, and it is not appropriate to say that she is talented and stupid, after all, she can learn it quickly just after teaching, so it can only be attributed, and she is not suitable.

Everyone has their own suitable cultivation techniques, but it is not easy to meet those who are suitable for them, so most people's cultivation growth is slow, and this is the reason, if you find a suitable one, even if you practice casually, your cultivation will soar instantly.

Ming Xiang sighed, shook his head, and threw these troubles out of his mind.

She got up and walked from the backyard to the front yard, and then walked into the house from the courtyard, but she didn't see Mingyu.

"Are you out?" Mingxiang muttered to himself.

After spending some time in Mingyu's room, she went back to her room and went back to sleep.

When the sky was slightly bright, Pei Yin sent a jar of wine, and Ming Xiang had already woken up at that time, but he didn't make a sound, let alone open the door for him.

"Xiang'er, are you awake? This is my newly brewed wine, called "Forget Worries", and I specially came to give it to you to taste. Pei Yin was outside the door, holding the wine jar, looking at the door panel with blank eyes.

"......" Ming Xiang closed his eyes again.

Yesterday she noticed that something was wrong with Pei Yin, but she didn't dig deeper, after all, everyone should have some secrets hidden in their hearts.

Now he came to deliver the wine, but for some reason, she didn't want to see him.

"Xiang'er, I put the wine at the door, remember to drink it when you get up. Pei Yin bent down and put down the wine, then turned around and left without looking back.

When the sky was completely bright, Mingxiang's door squeaked and was pushed open.

"Ayu?" Mingxiang heard the sound and called tentatively.

"Hmm. It's me. Ming You answered, he held something in his hand, walked to Ming Xiang's bedside, and put the thing at the head of her bed.

"What is this?" Ming Xiang sat up violently and stared at the head of the bed in horror.

Seeing her scared look, Mingyou smiled and said, "Give your little pet." ”

Ming Xiang turned his gaze to him in astonishment: "...... Is this a pet? Where does it look like a pet?"

"Haha......" Mingyou laughed out loud, reaching out and touching the head of the little pet at the head of the bed, "What are you afraid of, this is a snake without fangs, it can't hurt you." ”

Ming Xiang glanced at him speechlessly, moved to the side of the bed and put on his shoes, got up and walked to the door.