This kid Ji Wushuang is here again, the old rules, a pot of green plum wine, a few catties of delicacies from the mountains and seas, all say that powerful people are great at what they do, this kid is not only a talent for cultivation, but also this cooking skill is also very unusual, if you teach the chefs in the Tianhai County Restaurant to taste his skills, I am afraid that they will not dare to be so self-conscious from now on. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Jiang Xingyuan took the wine thrown by Ji Wushuang with ease, glanced at the mountain rabbit he was holding in his hand, and said with emotion: "Ji boy, you are planning to let me taste all the one hundred and eight dishes." ”

Ji Wushuang said with a smile: "If the old man is not annoying, the kid can pour one hundred and eight kinds of imperial food back and forth seven or eight times." ”

Old man Jiang laughed heartily, there are several people in the world today who have no good face, with Ji Wushuang's status and strength, he changes his way to please himself every day, and everyone has to feel comfortable, not to mention that he Jiang Xingyuan is just a layman, just like an ordinary mortal cultivator, when he was young, he longed for the iron-blooded wolf smoke of riding mountains and rivers, and when he was old, he only thought that the young lady who was regarded as his own granddaughter could have a better home before he closed his eyes.

Sometimes he couldn't help but think that if Ji Xiaozi could get Ling Xue's favor, then he might not have to worry so much about it, maybe at the beginning of the three thousand weak waters, his peerless young lady would not have to shatter his body and fall under the Yellow Spring.

Since Ling Lan, a quiet and kind-hearted Nizi, ran outside the mansion half a month ago to be the white-clothed bodhisattva who hung a pot to help the world, the thatched courtyard of the old man Jiang suddenly became a lot more deserted, and Ling Xiao, the high-powered head of the family, did not have time to come over and chat with the old man Jiang every day, Ji Wushuang saw that the old man Jiang was idle, he originally came over every three or four days, but now he simply came over every day, and he almost didn't live directly in the Ling Mansion, and the people of the Ling family's mansion watched this legendary figure run into the mansion every day, and they all looked numb, but in their hearts, they admired Miss Ling behind the old man Jiang more and more, Emperor Chiling Zhenhuang of the Xuan Court was unable to cure this man, but he was subdued by her.

It's really a thing to drop a thing, and the hero is sad to be a beauty.

Not long after, both of them were sitting on the stump, each gnawing on their greasy rabbit legs, Ji Wushuang was listening to Old Man Jiang talk about the days of their master and servant in Wolong Village, and when he heard that Ling Xue had fascinated the eldest son of the village chief's family from that time, he smiled and said: "Ling Xue's temperament is indeed very unusual, I felt this way when I first saw her in the royal city of Li Kingdom. ”

Over the past few days, Ji Wushuang has been chatting with Old Man Jiang every day, and at the same time, he has not forgotten to learn about Ling Xue, knowing his son Mo Ruo's father, although Old Man Jiang is just Ling Xue's subordinate, but he who has pulled Ling Xue from childhood to adulthood is more like a grandfather than Ling Xiao, who has never asked her much about her life since Ling Xue was born, and naturally knows very well what Ling Xue likes, what she likes and what she hates, especially the life in Wolong Village in those two years, I am afraid that no one knows better than Old Man Jiang。

Old Man Jiang's eyes were a little reminiscing, and he said: " To be honest, I always feel that Miss is not Miss anymore, because the changes before and after waking up in Wolong Village are too big, just like two completely different people, if she was a proud peacock who fell before, then she in Wolong Village is like a wild mountain jump that dares to bite off the iron cage together, she will only bury her hatred and resentment in her heart and slowly ferment and stink, and suddenly has a kind of courage called self-sacrifice, the whole person is like the rising sun in the east, with the courage to take responsibility, forming a very special female heroic spirit in her, I sometimes can't help but think, if Miss really becomes another person, then what is everything I do, and then I thought about it, I treat her as my own granddaughter, and she doesn't treat me as an outsider, since that's the case, there's no point in caring about this. The days when the young lady gritted her teeth and drugged the iron stake day by day was still for me in the final analysis. When leaving Wolong Village, Erhuzi was behind eating the smoke and dust rolled up by the two of us riding horses and whipping and crying, I couldn't stand an old guy, but she was able to make up her mind and didn't look back for a moment, I looked carefully, she was obviously uncomfortable, but she still didn't want to stay in the village for one more day, she was not afraid that the monks of Tianyun Wufu would come to the door to seek revenge, but worried that I, an old guy who was half in the grave, accidentally swallowed his breath, and lived ten more days and half a month for me, in fact, it was not much worse, but she cherished every day's time, I cherished and cared for her just out of a widowed old man's instinct to lick the calf, she reciprocated me, but with a pure heart, they all say that there is never a need to ask whether the relationship is worth it, but I still want to say that it is really worth it. ”

Ji Wushuang's eyes flickered, he didn't expect that Old Man Jiang would say so much in one breath today, he really didn't expect Ling Xue to have such a transformation into a butterfly, he couldn't help but think of his experience in his previous life and this life, as well as the change in his personality after recovering his memory, he couldn't help but think that Ling Xue might be the same as himself, and he was also a person with memories of his previous life, and he couldn't help but feel a little like the same kind at first sight in his heart, and said with emotion: "A woman in this world, I'm afraid that only she can cultivate such an incredible Dao method as sword gall and qin heart." ”

Jiang Xingyuan said that his mouth was dry, he drank a sip of green plum wine, and wanted to smoke a few puffs of dry tobacco when he was full, but he didn't expect that when he just picked up the cigarette stick, someone came from outside the door who taught him to think about it day and night for countless days and nights.

His hands trembled slightly, and the deep-set sockets of his eyes couldn't help but moisten all of a sudden.

Outside the door stood Ling Xue, dressed in a green shirt, and beside him was Ke Yimeng, who was dressed in white and ethereal like a fairy.

Ling Xue. Ke Yimeng. Ji Wushuang.

The three of them met again without warning in this small courtyard.

The two beautiful people couldn't help but first stare closely at the white-robed Ji Wushuang who was sitting next to Old Man Jiang with a wine glass, but Ling Xue still missed Old Man Jiang after all, and just looked at Ji Wushuang deeply for a while, then his eyes shifted to Jiang Xingyuan's body again, looking at this old man's snow sideburns and frost mustache, she couldn't help but feel slightly sour in her heart after a few years, and said softly: "Old Jiang, Xue'er is back." ”

Old Man Jiang didn't expect to see Ke Yimeng, the second lady of the Ke family, here again, isn't it that the Ke family has been in decline for several years, the head of the Ke family and the two daughters who look like fairies have disappeared, how can he walk with Ling Xue now? But he didn't think about it so much at this moment, just smiled a little hoarsely, and said: "I haven't seen Miss for a few years, and I've lost weight again, I'm afraid I've suffered a lot over the years." (To be continued.) )