During the chat, the steward got the order, so he went to prepare the ingredients according to what Wang Yougen said, and the young Cao Zhi was extremely diligent today, and followed behind with a fart.

Knowing that it was the Sword Immortal King Gushan who personally cooked, he was really surprised, and he still heard of the monk's Bigu habits.

So, he couldn't help but ask the old steward: "Grandpa Liu, don't all the monks practice in the valley, why does Wang Jianxian still have a desire to eat?"

The old steward stroked his beard and said without thinking: "The realm has reached the point of Wang Jianxian, why don't you come here if you want to be happy, the men in the rivers and lakes have a hobby of drinking, and Jianxian is not allowed to have a few snacks." ”

The boy was thoughtful.

"After all, he is still in the world, and there is no cooking smoke, so it is no wonder that Wang Jianxian is quite humane. Steward Liu said with emotion.

"Grandpa Liu, the kid is too, Wang Jianxian joked, he was indeed more like a chivalrous warrior on the rivers and lakes. The teenager added.

The old man laughed and said: "The little baby knows a lot, this is called the style of the sword fairy." ”

Cao Zhi's eyes lit up and he nodded frequently.

In Wu Yinyin's boudoir, the two women were talking privately, but Yan Danhu was sitting in front of the mirror, and Miss Wu behind her took her own hairpin to add color to it.

"Danhu is stunning, and you can't find a fairy as good-looking as you in the Yuquan Sect. Wu Yinyin said with a smile, and changed another jade cicada hairpin in her hand.

"What's the matter, Sister Yin Yin doesn't want to joke, the senior sisters and sisters in the sect are all good-looking, especially Senior Sister Yun Yan, who is really beautiful and peerless. The beauty smiled lightly, and then looked through the bronze mirror, saw the face of the woman behind her, and couldn't help but say again: "Sister Yinyin, you still say me, obviously you are the number one beauty in Shoucheng." ”

As soon as these words came out, Wu Yinyin was so happy.

The two of you say a word, I say a word, the two sides have questions and answers, for their respective marriage experiences, it's just that Yan Danhu doesn't dare to say that Wang Yougen's roots are just feet.

The trees outside the window are shaking, the leaves have gradually turned yellow, and the pieces are scattered and falling, like a woman's heart, ups and downs, and finally landing, as if buried in the bottom of the heart.

Miss Wu doesn't remember how many times she stood by the window, secretly worried, thinking about the lover on Gufeng, watching the leaves grow hair, full of green, yellow and transparent, making soil, how many obstacles there were during the period, and now she is finally about to achieve a positive result, at this moment, she can't help but shed tears.

Entering the bronze mirror, Yan Danhu was a little surprised, and hurriedly got up to appease, after all, women know women best, some words don't have to be too specific, often just a few words can make people understand, and often the most worrying, empathetic, most of them, fortunately at the moment, it is joy, not sadness.

In the main hall, everyone listened to the words of the city lord of Wu.

“...... Lao Pei was also a strong man back then, and he entered Shoucheng with the old man, and he alone dragged the three major guest secretaries, and finally taught him to kill two people......"

The old man recalled the past and looked quite heroic.

Only then did Wang Yougen know that the Wu City Lord's family had a great enmity with the family of the former City Lord of Shoucheng, and the ancestor of the Wu family died at the hands of the other party's ancestor, but that person was also seriously injured and died.

Pei Mingming is similar to the little brother of the city lord of Wu, he grew up playing with mud when he was young, and practiced together, and the friendship between the two is not shallow, but it is a pity that the Pei family died early, and finally Pei Mingming became independent.

“...... The old boy of the former Huangcheng Lord was ruthless, and his body skills were even better, although the old man killed him, he also left a hidden disease, and after all these years, it was difficult to improve his cultivation......"

"But fortunately, there is a painting painted by Bu Confused, and the old man has found the traces of the avenue......"

If it was in the past, knowing that his father had a hidden illness, Wu Mane would inevitably be overjoyed, as if the throne of the city lord was closer to him, but at the moment, the man still wanted the old man to sit in that position for a long time, and since this period of time, he realized that his qualifications are shallow, even if he has a family to worship and Keqing helps out, he will inevitably become a puppet in the hands of someone with a heart.

The old man Pei Mingming continued: "It's not a secret, don't be confused, the old man had a great friendship with your father Dasheng, and because of the battle to capture the city, the old man invited him to help...... He didn't believe his words and never came, but the old man hated him for many years. ”

"Although I only learned afterwards that it was your mother's immortal death that day, it also made the old man difficult to let go, so many years, there was very little intersection, until today, I saw your paintings, and I remembered the demeanor of your mother when she was alive......"

"Seeing that you and Yin Yin finally achieved a positive result, it also made the old man wake up...... I can't really complain about it......"

After the old man Pei Mingming repented, he seemed to be much more relaxed.

The city lord of Wu sighed secretly, Pei Wuli was still shallow in love, and he didn't touch his wife who was like a flower and jade, so he had to practice wholeheartedly, and after more than ten years, the woman couldn't bear it anymore, so she left home and married away from home......

It's strange to say that most of the Pei family are so temperamental, and now not only is the family withered, but Pei Wuyi is even less than a son and a half daughter......

Yan Bufu's childhood memories are vivid, Uncle Pei didn't like to smile in the past, and he saw him less often, but he finally understood the grievances between the elders.

Looking at the sky, everyone talked freely for a while, and after Steward Liu came back to report, Wang Yougen and Yan Bufu went to the kitchen to work.

The Wu family, Pei Wuyi, and Chen Twelve did not follow, after all, the cooking skills of the Yuquan Sect are taboo for anyone to look at.

After the city lord Wu turned around and sat down, he smiled very happily, and his son-in-law was able to learn to cook with Bai Yi, which was another great joy.

Pei Mingming saw the clue and said with a smile: "Although you are secretly happy, it is really enviable to be able to ride the dragon so quickly." ”

What kind of character is surnamed Pei, how can the city lord of Wu not know, the big things are not ambiguous, and the small things are more careful, this is the vinegar jar turned over again, so the old man laughed: "Yin Yin is just an old man and daughter, isn't it also your old Pei's apprentice." ”

Pei Mingli bowed her head happily.

The brothers of the Wu family looked at each other and smiled, this kind of situation has long been strange, it is a common thing in the house.

Only Chen Twelve, his mind was completely on the painting, and he couldn't wait to retreat immediately and specialize in research, but the white clothes forcibly gave the painting, which also made him grateful, and it was all buried in the man's heart, and one day, he had to return it.

At this time, Wu Ji suddenly became embarrassed: "Chen Jianxian, the younger generation has a reluctant request, since you and Brother Wang have turned their rivalry into jade silk, can you also talk to the three evil seniors in the future, so as not to cause trouble......

Chen Twelve's sharpness was revealed this time, and the eldest prince's name for him also changed, and the man was in a trance for a while before bowing his head.

Wu Mane lost his mind, then got up and bowed down to Chen Twelve: "It's Wu Mane who can't stand Chen Qiye, if it weren't for me, I wouldn't let him die, please ......."

Chen Twelve got up and said, "Life should be like this, the lives of the two brothers of my Chen family were saved by the city lord, and the seventh brother just repaid it." ”

Pei Mingming, the two brothers of the Wu family were stunned at the same time, and the city lord of Wu sighed: "Twelve words are heavy, the old man and the old man Chen have an old relationship, I only hate that I didn't rush to the Chen Mansion as soon as possible, the old man treats your brothers as sons and nephews, and your life is always yours." ”

Chen Twelve didn't know this page of the old yellow calendar, but he remembered that the city lord of Wu had said to their brothers: "Is this revenge to be avenged by the old man, or will you two brothers report it later, and think about talking to the old man." ”

At that time, the two brothers didn't think about it, and said almost at the same time: "My Chen family's enmity should be avenged by my Chen family's son." ”

Then, after hearing this, the old man said three "good" words in a row, and then flew away, and then, a master came out halfway and led the two brothers away.

Chen Twelve naturally knew that it was the Wu City Lord who instructed him to do it, and until the night when the great revenge was avenged, the old man's divine consciousness was always stirring in the Chen family's enemy sect, and it was the man who noticed it, and then he was able to enter the City Lord's Mansion.

......

"Wu Mane really shouldn't, Wu Mane will be your sword boy in the future, carrying the sword for you. The old man said solemnly.

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was surprised......

"No, twelve......"

Before Chen Twelve's words were finished, Wu Mane had already decided to hug his fists and said, "Mane obeys." ”

"Twelve, don't worry about his physique, when you step into the golden body realm, act like this, if Wu Mane unfortunately dies, he should return Xiao Qi's life. The old man said decisively.

Wu Xuan and Pei Wusheng were talking and stopped, and now they could imagine that Wu Mane was carrying Chen Twelve's natal flying sword, even if it was one, the sword qi on it was enough to teach him to be bruised!

But you might as well think about it a little more, if Wu Mane resists the sword qi, his physical attainments in the future will be absolutely extraordinary, but it is just Chen Twelve's natal flying sword, I am afraid that the monks of the foundation building period will not dare to get close.

Chen Twelve thought for a while, but finally bowed his head.

Wu Mane was actually soaking wet on his back, but in the dark, he desperately wanted to become a sword boy of a black-robed man, even if he was embarrassed compared to the young Cao Zhi, it didn't matter.

Time is like water, the main hall is turning over the old yellow calendar, the kitchen is busy, fortunately, the food box in the restaurant is sent by a horse-drawn carriage, and the people in the house who have not practiced are not hungry, and they eat very happily.

It's just that I pity the sad faces in the Wanfu Inn, and at this time, I didn't see Yuanying Wang Gushan come back, but the food pill that I took early had already worked, so that the guys frequently turned their heads sideways and wandered under the signboard.

In Shoucheng, there are gradually lights on in some people's homes, and lanterns are also hung in front of some courtyards, not to mention the city lord's mansion, the maids have two lanterns in their hands, passing through the corridor and passing through the courtyard, lighting up the huge mansion one by one.

In a large courtyard, the lights are even brighter, the pearls on the eaves are bright, and a round table is reflected, and the stewards and maidservants come out of the kitchen, each carrying a plate of fragrant delicacies.

Between the corridors, the lingering fragrance does not disappear for a long time, it is really mouth-watering, the young Cao Zhi mixed behind the maid, and he is also holding the delicate braised fish, he looks so big, he has never seen such a beautiful and fragrant dish, and he feels that the sword fairy is really a sword fairy, no matter what he does, he is amazing.

Cao Zhi couldn't help but sniff, and couldn't help but think of the old man and the man in Jiwei Alley, if the fish in his hand could go to the table in Jiwei Alley, how good it would be.

In Jiwei Lane, in the man's house, the old man suddenly lost his appetite in the face of a table of dishes in a restaurant......