The spirit fruit is crystal clear, red as agate, the size of a fist, and the fragrance is wafting, which makes people can't help but smell it, and the appetite is doubled, and the stomach feels empty.

Yang Chan handed him a red fruit and said with a smile: "This fruit is called Chiyang Spirit Fruit, which is eaten by ordinary people, which can strengthen the body, have no hunger for a few days, and increase life for several years, but not too much." ”

When Cen Erlang heard this, he excused himself and said, "This fruit has such a mysterious effect, it must be extremely precious to you and other cultivators. Presumably for the girl, there must be some effect, Xiaosheng endured it for one night, but she didn't dare to spoil such a treasure easily. ”

Yang Chan smiled when she heard this: "Childe doesn't have to be polite, this fruit is not very effective with me, and it is just used as an ordinary fruit to quench your thirst." ”

When Cen Erlang heard this, he couldn't help but be a little surprised, and said: "The girl said that she is a cultivator, and when she was a child, she once saw an old Taoist who traveled to the old way, and his means were exquisite, fifty or sixty miles away, only a breeze rolled up, and it would be half an hour away!

"Well, there is!" Yang Chan looked pale and said: "The art of the old way of the tour must be the art of resisting the wind, and it is the art of Xiao Daoer! ”

"Oh my God! Soaring clouds and mist, this is a fairy method!" Cen Erlang was very surprised, this beautiful girl, who is sacred? Such a strange woman, can she really marry home?

Seeing that Cen Erlang was not only not afraid, but looked surprised, Yang Chan smiled and said, "Childe may not know much about this cultivation world. In the land of Xishu, there is also a sword cultivator, who can step on the flying sword and walk with the sword in the air. There is no need to be too surprising to use such methods. ”

Cen Erlang suddenly yearned for it and asked, "Girl, I don't know, Xiaosheng is practicing now, is it too late?"

Seeing this, Yang Chan covered her mouth and chuckled, and said, "Son's parents, can you wish that Son's birth and cultivation?"

When Cen Erlang heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned, and then smiled bitterly, "Xiaosheng has three generations of single transmission, and in Xiaosheng's generation, there was originally a big brother on it, but when Xiaosheng was not born, he died early. Since Xiaosheng was fifteen years old, his mother has been looking for a daughter-in-law for Xiaosheng. ”

"How can Xiaosheng be born black and thin, everyone calls Xiaosheng 'black pimple', how can anyone want to give his daughter to Xiaosheng? Even if Xiaosheng has been called a 'prodigy' since he was a child, this is also the case. If you want to come to your father's house, you must never want to see Xiaosheng born and practice. ”

When Yang Chan heard this, her eyebrows frowned slightly, and she said, "The words of the child, the little woman really can't believe it!"

As she spoke, she took out a bronze mirror and handed it to Er Qing, saying, "Childe's face is like this, can he be a little black and thin?

Cen Erlang looked at it through the bronze mirror, and was suddenly startled, "This person is me?"

As he spoke, he couldn't help but look in the mirror, changing his expression, and then pinched his face, which was so handsome that he couldn't believe it, was directly deformed, and then the pain came.

At the end, he couldn't help laughing, laughing and laughing, he showed a strange look, "It's strange! Why did Xiao Sheng's appearance change so much after he fell off this cliff?"

Yang Chan couldn't help but wonder when she saw Cen Erlang's expression, she could feel that he was not lying.

Sure enough, Cen Erlang quickly said: "Girl, don't misunderstand, the appearance of Xiaosheng before is definitely not like this." If the girl doesn't believe it, she can go back to Xuzhou City with Xiaosheng, and she will know the name of 'Black Pimple' when she asks. ”

"Forget it, I believe you are!"

"The girl is a cultivator, can you know that in the cultivation world, there is such a saying that if you fall off the cliff, your appearance will change drastically?" Cen Erlang was a little confused, so he asked a stupid question.

Yang Chan was speechless, this kind of operation has never been encountered before!

As he spoke, Erqing's belly began to grunt again.

Yang Chan smiled and said, "Childe, let's eat this fruit first! I'll go boil some water and make you a cup of tea!"

Cen Erlang glanced at the red fruit, and finally asked, "Girl, can this fruit last for a long time?"

"Hmm, what are you doing when you save it?" Yang Chan didn't know why.

Cen Erlang coughed lightly and said, "If it can be stored for a long time, I want to save it and take it back to share it with my father and mother." When they were young, they often went out early and returned late, and they worked in the fields, and their health was not good......"

Hearing Cen Qing say this, the look on Yang Chan's face softened even more.

He's a dutiful son!

Yang Chan smiled and said: "I still have some of this fruit, you eat it first, and when you come to the end of the autumn festival, when you return home, you can take two back to give to the second elder." ”

When Cen Erlang heard this, he was a little embarrassed, and rubbed his hands a little happily, and finally got up, bowed to Yang Chan, and said: "Girl's kindness, Xiaosheng is unforgettable!

"Childe doesn't have to be like this, for me, this matter is just a gesture. ”

But as far as Xiaosheng is concerned, it is a reinvention of grace, and he does not dare or forget. ”

"Okay, sit down! You scholars, that's a lot!"

Yang Chan said with a smile, but the next moment, she couldn't help but be stunned.

It was as if there was another figure in my mind, but when I looked closely, I couldn't find it. When he looked at him again, the two figures seemed to overlap again, and it was difficult to distinguish each other.

Cen Erlang sat down, picked up the Chiyang Spirit Fruit, and began to nibble on it.

The spirit fruit melted in his mouth, and it was so magical that he couldn't help but be amazed.

A warm current slipped down his throat, spread out in his abdomen, and seemed to disperse towards his limbs, making this cold autumn night like water instantly warm as spring.

Cen Erlang was amazed and asked Yang Chan about his cultivation.

It was supposed to be talking about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but it turned out to be about practice.

Fortunately, Yang Chan didn't feel irritable, but patiently told him some interesting things about his practice, which made Cen Erlang amazed and amazed.

If it weren't for the fact that there was a high hall at home, Cen Erlang would have wanted to practice in seclusion with her.

The two talked very happily, but the long night was not long for the two of them!

I don't know when the east has turned white.

Yahu, who ran to deliver a letter to Cen Erlang overnight, has returned, and the two are still tired.

At this time, they had already talked about qin, chess, calligraphy and painting from the point of practice.

At this time, Yang Chan was raising her sleeves to study ink, Cen Erlang was painting, and the person in the painting was Yang Chan in a white dress.

Seeing this, Yahu couldn't help but secretly wonder: [It seems that it is really going to end!]

So, she coughed lightly, attracting the attention of the two, Cen Erlang's hand shook, and he painted for a long time, and it was scrapped directly, which made Yang Chan secretly feel pity.

Cen Erlang also felt a little pity, but he didn't blame the fox girl.

"Yahu is back!, has the letter been delivered?" asked Yang Chan.

Yahu nodded and said, "It's been delivered!" Then again, you, a scholar, haven't you bathed for a few days?

When Cen Erlang heard this, he couldn't help but be startled, and when he looked up and smelled it, he really felt a little nauseated.

"It's strange, Xiao Sheng just bathed before going out yesterday!"

Yang Chan said with a smile: "It must be that the spirit fruit has the effect of cutting hair and washing the marrow, the son doesn't need to panic, just take a bath again!" 2k reading network