"What do you say the fairy is doing?"

"It said that the escape was coming, but I didn't look like it, and sat quietly on the high place. ”

At this time, someone from the old master's private school said: "The old master said that the demon fairy has met the threshold of cultivation, and he came here to seek a breakthrough, everyone must not disturb the demon fairy, maybe the demon fairy will become a person in a few days, hehe." ”

"So, you're going to become human? tsk...... It is said that after the demon becomes a human, his appearance is very handsome, I don't know if it's true?", a woman looked at Zhao Yan and said.

A strong man continued: "I have to go back and talk to my brother Zhi, I have to take good care of your mother-in-law, haha......." ”

The woman said, "Wow, it's not serious." ”

A woman next to her was bolder, staring at Zhao Yan on the dial, and said, "After you demon immortals become humans, will the roots be combined?"

"Hahaha ......", a group of women were overjoyed: "You can get together when you spread out, as long as the size is right." ”

"Your mother! That's the feet of the demon fairy!", the man on the side chirped: "You shameless and shameless girls, hurry up and work, be careful to make the demon fairy angry and eat you." ”

"If I become a beautiful man, I still wish he would come and eat me", the women are all people who are used to seeing big scenes, and they don't pay much attention when they talk, how happy they are, how to say them.

Fortunately, Zhao Yan was in a sleeping cultivation state at this time, and unless there was a large aura fluctuating nearby, nothing could wake him up.

The sun rises and the moon sets, time is shifting rapidly, and the shadow of the hour hand passes by Zhao Yanzi's golden body again and again.

The residents who come and go every day are generally accustomed to it, except for the occasional discussion, their attention is no longer focused on Zhao Yan, compared to the joy of the arrival of the demon fairy, the residents are more concerned about work.

As for Bai Bao, after seeing that Zhao Yan had never woken up from his sleep, he had only come a few times during the period.

Loads of grain are spread out on the threshing floor, and under the scorching autumn sun, the smell of rice fills the air, and the residents turn back and forth in the threshing floor to let the grain be fully dried.

He pushed the cart back and forth day and night, and finally put the grain back to the grain warehouse before it was cold, except for one ration handed in, the rest was for the family of three to use in the coming year.

This year's harvest was good, and every family gathered in the threshing floor to celebrate together, thanking Zhao Yan for his contribution to the village, and placing a bunch of sacrifices under the sundial to pray for Zhao Yan's smooth breakthrough.

However, Zhao Yan was unable to participate in such a grand gathering, and was still in a state of complete sleep.

The wind blew thousands of miles in one night, and the frost stained the Northland City. The north wind began to howl, mixed with goose feather-like snow, but the people in the village were not as afraid as before, and they were all talking about the Ruixue Trillion Year that Zhao Yan had said.

The year is coming, the year is in the cheers again, time makes the ice and snow melt, let the wind stop the rain, Shengyang Village spends a cold winter, and begins the busy work of the new year, like a group of worker ants, busy and busy, until the old age.

In the spring, residents return to their homes, have dinner, take a shower, and talk and laugh with their families until the evening.

A gust of wind swept quietly, this gust of wind had no source, it blew from all directions at the same time, and finally surrounded Shengyang Village, and the breeze did not have a fixed direction, at the same time, there was a north wind blowing and a south wind, like a mess.

The most striking feature is that the breeze is so soft that you can't feel it when you don't stand in the wind.

The breeze carried the water vapor, and the water vapor turned into white mist, and the white mist shrouded Shengyang Village with the wind.

It was early spring, and the night was still a little cold, but thousands of families in Shengyang Village kicked off the quilt at the same time, sweating profusely, and some black dirt flowed out.

Uncle Ye is getting older, and the sequelae of doing manual work when he was young began to gradually appear, and being old and sick is the word to describe him.

At his age, he was afraid of heat in summer and cold in winter, and his body was getting thinner and thinner, his face was no longer white and red, only dry and tired remained, his face bones were clearly expressed in his flesh and skin, and the whole person was like a beard, dry, thin and long.

But in this night, there was a change, as he breathed, the white mist entered the limbs of the body, and suddenly, the pain that affected his sleep quietly disappeared, making it rare for him to wander in his sleep, a feeling that only people with frequent insomnia can experience.

Not only that, Uncle Ye's withered face appeared flesh-colored, and gradually changed back to a ruddy appearance, not only did he lose the appearance of dying, but he was a bit of a fairy wind and bones.

The changes are far more than that, the cattle in Shengyang Village have enjoyed the blessings together, they have become much stronger, the weeds in the fields have grown wildly, they are only removed once during the day, and they are half a person's height at night, and the soil has returned from a slightly barren nutrient state to a slightly black and fertile state.

The stream that flows around the village is no longer muddy, and the fish inside are swimming in groups.

The entire Shengyang Village was quietly renewed, and there was really a fragrance in the air.

The residents of Shengyang Village were originally mortals and could not absorb the qi of heaven and earth, and the reason for this change was because Zhao Yan took the initiative to give it, which was equivalent to forcibly transforming the entire Shengyang Village.

After the renovation stopped, people who were sleeping woke up in unison.

"Huh, Daddy, Auntie, you stink", the little girl opened her eyes from the sweaty impurities on the bed and sniffled.

Xiao Niuniu didn't get excited when she smelled the smell, she followed her parents to the field all the year round, and she had long been used to smelling the smell of fattening grass manure, but she was curious.

The little girl's parents noticed it, and there were doubts on their faces.

"What's the matter?", the little girl's mother asked with a smile in her husband's confusion.

The man came back to his senses and said excitedly: "It's as if I didn't do farm work yesterday, and I have endless strength." ”

"What kind of nonsense are you talking about, you are nervous", the woman took a sip of her husband and got off the bed with her little girl in her arms: "It's a little strange, why is it so hot this night? Look at the quilt is soaked, weird!"

The man ignored it, still immersed in the sense of strength and fullness, and with a wave of his hand, he directly punched a big hole in the wall at the head of the bed, full of incredulity, and muttered: "It's really a god!"

"You bastard, why do you poke a hole in the wall?", the woman threw the little girl down, turned around and chased after her husband.

The two fought until the end, and the woman woke up, and after looking around, she wanted to cry without tears, and the whole house had collapsed.

Although the man's heart is sad that the house is gone, he is not as deep as the woman, and said loudly: "What are you crying about, look at your man's current strength, I will build you a new home in two days!"

Speaking of this, the man made another discovery, glanced at a few round parts of the woman, and then looked at something important on his lower body, and said more and more surprised: "Hey!