The immortal levels of the immortals in the longevity are different, some still need to eat, and some are completely in a state of valley recuperation.

Of course, Jiuluo belongs to the kind of eating, and every day, someone from the internal court will come to bring food to her and Xiaoxian ginseng. The person who delivered the food couldn't come in, so he only shouted outside, and Jiuluo passed through the ban to bring the food back.

Sometimes Xuan Chu came to run errands for Mochen, and would bring food over by the way.

Although the taste of the food is average, something is better than nothing.

I came back late from the river today, and everything I ate was cold.

Jiuluo took two bites, but he didn't know the taste of the food, so he threw it aside.

The little fairy ginseng lay on the bed with a small belly, burping again and again, and didn't know what to think with her eyes closed. Jiu Luo looked at her, thinking that she was going to fall asleep, but she turned over and lay on the wall to carve words.

Jiuluo glanced at the tenth word "positive".

Every day, the ginseng counts the days of separation from the spiritual song.

Unexpectedly, the days passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it had been fifty days since the Lingge retreat and cultivation.

She took out a blue shirt brought from Huaguo Mountain, ran to the back room to take a shower, and changed out of the red official uniform with the smell of fireworks on her body.

When the whole person soaked in the bath tub, the tragic situation of ink dust poisoning suddenly appeared in her mind, and she couldn't help but shiver and plunge her head into the water.

When the ink dust came out, Jiuluo had already prepared a meal and left. There are four dishes and one soup on the table. The flasks and cups he usually drinks from are also neatly arranged.

The appearance of the dish looks okay, but I don't know how it tastes.

He put a chopstick in his mouth and chewed it, the smile on his face gradually drowned out in the taste of the dish.

"Phew, bah, bah. He spit it out.

I took another pair of chopsticks, thought about it, and plucked up the courage to put it in my mouth.

This time, he almost turned the dates he had eaten out of his stomach.

"This stinky girl. "I want to fix me.

He put down his chopsticks and hurriedly used the drunken fairy delicate jujube to suppress the shock, and he didn't even want to taste the remaining two dishes and a soup.

I walked outside for a long time, and found a free-range marmot in the sushi to feed it, and the little guy was unlucky enough to eat and ran out to hang out, and was caught by the honorable man. It smelled the contents of the dish and immediately wanted to escape, but was coerced and lured by ink dust and forced into its mouth, and then lay down and foamed at the mouth.

Mo Chen stood up regretfully, and just as he left, the cunning groundhog "swooped" and ran away.

It turned out to be playing dead.

When did the spirit beasts of Sushi start to learn badly.

Mochen walked back silently, dispelling the idea of letting Jiuluo cook for him.

He looked up at the begonia tree in the courtyard, and the corners of his lips rose slightly.

The next day, Jiuluo appeared in the courtyard in an azure dress.

After his blessing last night, the Shengyue Barrel has become extremely heavy today.

Jiuluo understood that the table of food caused by the disaster, silently fetched water and watered the fields without saying a word, and encouraged himself in his heart every hard step, this is cultivation, this is for his own good, this is for seeing the monkey.

The sweat condensed into beads and rolled down one by one, even though her legs trembled and her arms ached, she didn't say a word, gritted her teeth and insisted on taking one step at a time.

Mo Chen stood by the window and stared at Jiuluo who was stumbling in the courtyard, counting the trips in his heart over and over again.

She is still so stubborn, and she still refuses to admit defeat.

She, in fact, is still her.

There are still ten days left before the Yansu Si Construction Ceremony, and Mochen has changed the tricks of torturing Jiuluo again.

"Come, how about a taste of the deity's craftsmanship?"

On the day when she was supposed to kill the monster, Mo Chen didn't let her go, but took her to another space in the alchemy room.

Compared with the lonely pavilion on the river, it is surrounded by green bamboo, and the golden cinnamon is fragrant, and it is actually a row of elegant bamboo houses dotted in the forest.

There was a bright moon in the sky, and two figures on the ground.

The meal is served among the lush bushes and blooming flowers.

Jiu Luo looked at the scenery in front of him, as if he had a sense of familiarity, but he didn't know where he had seen it.

When she was in a trance, Mochen had already poured the wine and called her: "Come and sit, drink with me and admire the moon." ”