Time passes in a hurry.

Early in the morning, the first to restore its original appearance was already standing at the entrance of Drunken Soul Village.

"Fifth uncle, thin monkey, what are you doing here? Woke up so early. ”

"You are?" The two looked at the young man in front of them suspiciously.

"You're number one!"

As soon as the thin monkey pondered in his heart, he recognized his childhood playmate.

Although the first has changed a lot in the past three years, the eyebrows and eyes are very similar to his mother's first Qinglan, and with the title, it is not surprising that he is recognized.

"You're back, and your mother is talking about you every day."

"This kid, I don't know how to come back in the past few years~"

The thin monkey's father took the first hand and couldn't help but count it.

"Father, hurry up and let the first go home, Aunt Lan must be very happy to know!"

Seeing his father's endless muttering, the thin monkey smiled at the first apology and said to his father.

"Okay, you hurry home, I'll go to Offa City with Skinny Monkey to see how much wine is still in the store."

"You hurry back, come to the fifth uncle's house when you have time~"

After saying goodbye to the fifth uncle, he warmly greeted the neighbors he met along the way.

His footsteps slowed down, and he looked at the familiar stone pier at the door, where he used to sit and watch the clouds when he was a child, and saw the scratches carved by himself on the wooden door, which had been eroded by mottled time.

The eyes are slightly moist.

Standing at the door, the joy along the way has been replaced by an inexplicable emotion.

Slowly raise your hand,

suddenly

"Squeak~"

The old wooden door slowly opened.

Qin Feng appeared in the first sight, there was no change compared to three years ago, if there was anything, it was a little more mature.

The father in front of him and the figure of the father in his memory slowly coincided together.

"Father..."

First, he spit out two words vigorously.

"First?"

"Why are you stupid standing at the doorway and not coming in?"

Qin Feng pulled the first person to walk home, and said as he walked, "It seems that there is no wind today, right?" Sand Lost Your Eyes? ”

As he spoke, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

Excited, surprised, and a little apprehensive for the first time, the expression on his face froze.

His father's personality is as bad as ever.

Without waiting for his son to answer, he strode towards the inner room alone, shouting, "Qinglan! Look who's back! ”

"First~"

As the bedroom door opened, a voice that I often heard in dreams came into my ears, and my eyes couldn't help but feel a little sour.

"Is the first one back?" A familiar figure appeared in the first eye.

"Mother~"

One word exhausted the strength.

First Qinglan stepped forward and hugged her son hard, and gently wiped her eyes with the back of her hand.

pretended to be bland and said: "You kid, why did you come back today, there should be more than a month before your holiday!" ”

"Uh-huh, I asked my aunt to help me take a vacation and came back early."

"But I've learned everything I need to learn, and I'm the first in my grade."

Beside his mother, the first seems to have regained his youthful temperament, and he has not regained his usual calmness.

"Good, good, good!"

After the first Qinglan was excited, she let go of her son.

As if in slow motion, I glanced at the appearance of the first frame frame by frame from top to bottom, and engraved the appearance of the first into my mind.

Half a ring, then he said happily:

"Your third uncle sent two Songhua chickens last night, and my mother will make you your favorite honey roast chicken!"

As he spoke, he was about to walk towards the kitchen.

"Don't, be careful, let me come" Qin Feng nervously supported his wife, signaling that he could do these jobs by himself.

At first glance, I saw that something was wrong.

My mother is a little more mature than two years ago, with loose clothes, a slight protrusion in the lower abdomen, and the characteristics of the mother's surname are more obvious.

Reaching out to hold his mother's wrist, his face was full of surprise, and then he said happily:

"Mother, you~"

"Yes, it's been three months!" Qin Feng said proudly.

"Mother, you sit down quickly, just give me the food, I've practiced good cooking skills in the past few years!"

At this moment, I was first happy, and I felt a little more at ease to have my younger siblings with my parents.

In the past three years, I have only exchanged letters with my family, not that I don't want to come back.

It's really a long way away, and I wasn't strong at that time, what if something happens!

It wasn't until I broke through level forty and learned the disguise technique that I felt that I had the power to protect myself.

In addition, in order to conceal his second true body, he left Wuhun City, otherwise it is really possible to come out of the Soul King with the first character.

First Qinglan, under the unanimous decision of the father and son, could only sit in the courtyard and command remotely.

Take out the barbecue grill, kill the chicken, and wash the vegetables.

First Qinglan smiled: I haven't been so lively in the house for a long time!

In order to show off his skills, the first also took out various ingredients in his storage space and fiddled with them.

By noon, a few delicate side dishes were already on the table:

Golden silk candied fruit, rock sugar jade plum, honey chicken wings, roast chicken legs, called flower chicken, twenty-four bridges and bright moon night, jade flute who listens to the plum, good soup.

In the past few years, as a senior gourmet, Huang Rong's recipes have not been turned down.

The family sat at the table and introduced the names of the dishes and the recipes to the parents one by one.

I gave my mother a bowl of soup and watched expectantly.

"Delicious!"

Listening to his mother's praise, he happily served his mother with dishes, and the family was happy.

"Eat more, you're growing your body!"

The first bowl had an extra chicken leg and a chicken wing.

"Hmm"

looked at the two parents, lowered their heads, and didn't know what to say for a while.

Suddenly it didn't feel right, as if something was missing.

Ling'er!

Quickly released Ling'er, who was forced to sleep.

"What a cute horse!"

First, Qinglan covered her mouth and snorted softly.

The first introduced Ling'er to her parents, and by the way, she talked about the auction hall, and the two of them were amazed.

The first Qinglan touched Ling'er with joy and sandwiched the vegetables for it.

Ling'er seemed to also sense the kindness of the woman in front of her, as well as the little life in her body, and obediently accepted the fiddling.

"You came back this time to attach a fourth spirit ring?" Qin Feng roughly calculated the time according to the first cultivation speed, and asked casually.

"Well, this time I came back early to hunt a soul beast so that I could make a breakthrough."

"But Mother now..."

"It's okay, your cultivation matters." First Qinglan opened her mouth and interrupted the first words.

looked at the father and son with firm eyes.

"Well, first attach a soul ring to your martial soul.

Your mother is only three months pregnant, so it's out of the way," Qin Feng thought about it for a moment.

"Father, how many levels are you now?" The first asked curiously.

Since his father began to cultivate the Blood Sword Sutra, it seems that because the fit is too high, the cultivation speed is so fast that it far exceeds the first prediction.

"Guess?" Qin Feng smiled mysteriously.

"Could it be that you have broken through the Soul Emperor?"

This possibility is very high, three years ago, Qin Feng was a fifty-fifth level soul king.

Bibi Dong, who was lower than Qin Feng's level back then, broke through to the Soul Emperor, and there was no reason why Qin Feng, who was highly compatible with the Blood Sword Sutra, was still a Soul King.

"Now I'm just a level sixty-four Soul Emperor," Qin Feng said pretending to be indifferent.

"Poof~cough~cough~cough~coughcough~"

"Y-you..."

Turning his head and squirting out the soup that had already been drunk in his mouth, he was shocked and speechless at first.

That's impossible!

Bibi Dong Tianzi is not bad, with his back to the Martial Spirit Palace, and with the guidance of Title Douluo, there is definitely no shortage of cultivation resources, but it is only sixty-one.

I'm not bad, although the cultivation of the Divine Sutra is slow, it is already faster than the same level.

That's it, it took three years to improve the seventh level, this is still in the realm of the Soul Sect, but his father has improved by as much as nine levels in the realm of the Soul King and the Soul Emperor, even if it is not the level that is upgraded with the soul ring of the high year, there is also the eighth level.

Three years ago, your cultivation speed can be explained by the fact that the compatibility with the Blood Sword Sutra is too high, coupled with the accumulation of more than twenty years in the past, but you are still breaking out in the realm of the Soul King and the Soul Emperor? That's a bit of a stretch!

"You—You won't~?"

The first looked at his father suspiciously, condensed the sword intent to amplify his perception, and felt his father's breath carefully.

It's pure, without a trace of the bloodthirsty aura of the evil soul master.

"What do you think" Qin Feng glanced at his son with disdain.

"My cultivation is all based on my own efforts, and I have cultivated little by little!"

Qin Feng's words were full of a sense of power, which made people have to be convinced.

"You're hanging?"

It can't be that he picked up some system! Could it be that he is the supporting role?

I secretly asked in my heart, this is not scientific! Without immortal grass and no divine examination, how could he cultivate so quickly, this is the fifth level of the Soul King Realm and the fourth level of the Soul Emperor Realm!

"Hehe, don't tease the first" The first Qinglan on the side couldn't stand it anymore and said loudly.

"Your father was able to cultivate so fast, but it was all thanks to you and me, otherwise~"

"Now it's just a Soul Emperor!"

First Qinglan explained to her son with a smug look on her face.

"Our credit?"

Suddenly, I had a flash of inspiration and was overjoyed.

"Could it be that you have already brewed it?"

Listening to the meaning of my mother's words, I figured it out in the first moment.

Before going to Wuhun City, the first book of Li Taibai's drunken immortal brewing and the two books of Hu Qingniu and Wang Nangu were also kept, hoping that his mother could relieve her boredom when she was bored.

The book Drunken Immortal Brewing contains 50 liquor recipes that Li Taibai treasured throughout his life, and there are various brewing methods of spirit wine and immortal wine.

It was also this book that opened the door to a new world for the first Qinglan, and it turned out that wine could still be brewed like this.

His father was able to cultivate so quickly, and it was only possible that his mother had already brewed spirit wine.

I just don't know how many are brewed.