Chapter 271

It is unknown whether Mo Yan kicked Qin Lang's head or not, anyway, after three days, Basil finally got up from the bed.

As soon as he got off the ground, Basil almost didn't stand firmly, his feet were numb, and he was trembling when he walked. For the first time in my life, I lay in bed for three days, and I didn't fall asleep, but the dark circles under my eyes came out.

"Finally, I was able to go to the ground. Basil burst into tears, he never thought that sleeping would be such a terrible thing, in the past three days, he hadn't closed his eyes at all, he just lay straight and straight, and he didn't even turn over.

"I'm going to go back and see, it doesn't matter if the treasury is there, I have so many treasures in my house, I can't let him loot them. Basil hobbled around the room for a long time, finally recovered, and quickly flew up and flew towards his mansion.

Before he reached his destination, Basil was completely dumbfounded. The mountain peaks that used to be verdant and green have now turned into a bald top. And the luxurious mansion he built on the top of the mountain was uprooted, and there was no trace, not a single brick or tile was left.

"What's the situation with this Nima? I'm not dazzled, am I?" Basil's face turned blue, and in his opinion, he was not surprised that even if his mansion was ransacked, but this scene was too chilling, right?

"Not good, treasury!" Rosil woke up and hurriedly flew towards the treasury, his nest was raided, and the treasury was in danger of being secured.

As Basil expected, the treasury was also empty, and he really didn't leave a single one for himself, so he couldn't figure out how that guy had moved such a big pile of treasures, and had he made several trips back and forth?

That's it, anyway, for immortal cultivators, those treasures are all things outside the body, the key is their own mansion, which is how much effort they spent to build. Although the value is not as good as the treasure in the treasury, Basil's heart is so painful that he is speechless.

"Oh my God, I still have to take the blame, God, spare me!" Basil sat on the ground and roared as he looked up to the sky.

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After Qin Lang and Mo Yan returned to Qinghai City, they rushed back to Mofu as soon as possible, and when the father and daughter met, although they didn't hug their heads and cry, the scene was also tearful.

"Qin Lang, Xiexie, you, you saved Yan'er again. Mo Guyun said to Qin Lang gratefully.

"Uncle Mo, what you said is obvious, Sister Yan has something, I will definitely not sit idly by, don't worry, it won't be long before that Basil will come to the door in person to take the guilt, and he will never dare to be disrespectful to you in the future." Qin Lang said with a smile.

"Hehe, I knew at the beginning that you guy is definitely not a thing in the pool, and sooner or later he will become a big thing. It seems that my vision is really accurate, hahaha!" Mo Guyun laughed happily, in his opinion, his care for Qin Lang back then was the most important decision in his life.

"Uncle Mo, if it weren't for you, and without my Qin Lang today, I would have regarded you and Sister Yan as a family long ago, so the family would not have to speak two words. Qin Lang's heart was also warm.

"Okay, good, a good family doesn't talk to two families, come, let's have a few drinks with the old man today. Lao Fu, dig out the old cellar of a few jars that I buried under the willow tree in the backyard. Yan'er, you are not allowed to stop me today!" Mo Guyun was in a good mood.

"Yes, yes, if I don't stop you today, I'll let you drink to death with Qin Lang. Mo Yan pouted.

Not long after, Lao Fu trotted over with two wine jars, and before the lids were opened, a strong aroma of wine spread out.

"Wow, what wine!" Qin Lang stretched out his nose and took a few deep breaths of wine, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he exclaimed, his saliva was about to flow out.

"Hurry up, use a big bowl!" Mo Guyun hurriedly tore open the lid of the wine jar and poured it into a few large bowls that had already been placed on the table.

"Come, Qin Lang, Lao Fu, drink. Mo Yan, don't be stunned, you didn't drink my wine when you were a child, let's come together. Mo Guyun seemed to be ten years younger, and his spirit was flying.

Mo Yanqiao's face flushed, but she didn't say anything, she walked over and picked up the wine glass, and without saying a word, she took a sip.

Qin Lang grinned, picked up the wine glass on the table, and after touching Mo Guyun and Lao Fu one by one, he also dried it down in one gulp.

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After thirty years of drinking, there was a hint of flushing on the faces of several people in the room, Qin Lang also opened his mind, savoring the taste of the old cellar, and letting the alcohol stimulate his nerves, only here can he really let go of his guard without worries.

Lao Fu has the worst amount of alcohol, he has long been drunk and unconscious, this loyal old servant, after seeing Mo Yan return safely, the smile on his face has not dissipated, even if he is lying under the table now, the corners of his mouth are slightly grinning.

Mo Guyun's beard was covered with wine beads, and the wine glass in his hand was raised high, Mo Yan couldn't grab it no matter how much he grabbed it, looking at it like that, he wouldn't stop if he didn't pour Qin Lang down. Qin Lang also sighed with interest, yelled 'I'm drunk', and then fell headlong on the table, Mo Guyun suddenly got up, like a winner, and after draining a glass of Zuihou wine, he also squeaked under the table.

"It's all your fault, keep drinking, you see how drunk Daddy and Uncle Fu are. Mo Yan kicked Qin Lang, she knew that Qin Lang was definitely not drunk.

"Hehe, it's rare for everyone to be happy, it's rare to have a chance, so let the two old people have a good drink. Qin Lang rubbed the place that had been kicked by Mo Yan, slowly got up, picked up the big bowl on the table, and filled it for himself.

"When are you leaving?" Mo Yan also took a sip of wine and asked in a low voice.

"It's estimated that it's going to be soon, I'll go see Cao Zhi again at most, and I'll leave soon. Qin Lang put down the bowl of wine and stood up, slightly disappointed.

"Oh, that's it, next time I come back, maybe I'll be an old woman, hehe!" Mo Yan covered her mouth and laughed, but there was no trace of happiness in her laughter.

In this regard, Qin Lang didn't speak, he really didn't know what to say, he actually wanted to take Mo Yan and Lin Yuqing back to the Qinghai Sect in the name of the waiter, in that way, he could delay the passage of their youth, and at the same time, he could also use the advantages of the Qinghai Sect to help them cultivate.

But he is actually just an ordinary disciple of the Qinghai Sect, and he doesn't have that much power, and being able to bring the waiter into the sect is the right that only a true disciple has.

"Wait, I will definitely become a true disciple in the shortest possible time and bring all of you into the Qinghai Sect. Qin Lang said silently in his heart.