"Bang, bang, bang......"

Jiang Shiyu held a piece of wood and beat it intoxicatedly, and the drum beat was very rhythmic.

The bonfire is roaring, and the skewers of grilled fish are already giving off a hint of fragrance. Sun Li and a few people gathered around the fire, watching the food on the fire.

There was a wine jar thrown on the side, and the stamp on the mud seal showed that it was a good wine that had been aged for 20 years!

Zhong Lin only saw envy, his body was lost, and these appetites could no longer be enjoyed by him.

Jiang Shiyu was intoxicated, Zhong Lin suddenly shook his "hair", looked up to the sky and let out a long howl, and sang loudly: "Sing about wine, life is geometric."

For example, the morning dew and the past day are bitter.

Be generous and unforgettable......"

The singing is rough, reaching up to the sky.

Zhong Lin, who has always been calm and low-key, is so profligate, Sun Li and the others are also the first chapter of Qingyuefang City in the eighth volume to receive the award (the third change) accident, but after a while, they understand the pain in Zhong Lin's heart, losing his body, not to mention that the road to the already uneven avenue has become extremely narrow, and in many ways, he can no longer be regarded as a "person".

This "Short Song Xing" has been popular in the Great Sui for I don't know how many years, it is rumored to be an improvisation in the distant history, an unknown heroic and heroic "erection", majestic, heroic and dry, and Zhong Lin's singing voice is more and more high-pitched and vast, but the pride in the words is getting weaker and weaker, but the sadness and vastness are becoming more and more obvious.

Everyone was silent, Sun Li hooked his toes, and a stall of fine wine fell into his hand, he slapped the mud seal away, and shouted: "Zhong Lin, drink!"

Raising his palm at the bottom of the altar, the wine sprayed out with a pop, and the spring rain generally fell one after another, dripping Zhong Lin from head to toe. Although Zhong Lin couldn't drink a drop, but the aroma of wine was diffuse, and in the wine forest, Zhong Lin seemed to understand what Sun Li meant, the grief in his eyes slowly melted, and he laughed loudly and said, "Okay, drink!"

opened his mouth and swallowed it in the air, and a stream of air swept the sky and all the wine fell into his mouth, and then the ball of wine swirled around in his stomach, Zhong Lin seemed to really taste the fragrance of the wine in the first chapter of Qingyuefang City in the eighth volume, closing his eyes and being intoxicated.

One of the most innocent things that can only be found at this age, called friendship, flows in everyone's hearts, like the agarwood like alcohol.

"The fish is grilled!" Su Xiaomei shouted out very inopportunely, so everyone left everything behind and rushed to the bonfire with a smile, as for how much each person can grab, it depends on their ability.

The slightly dignified atmosphere was instantly shattered.

Su Xiaomei was still holding a bamboo skewer with seven or eight grilled fish just now, and then one person came up all of a sudden, and Hula went down all of a sudden, Su Xiaomei still maintained the posture and smile just now, but his hands were all empty.

Su Xiaomei tugged his braided tail: "Why are you like this, so you can leave a string for this chef......"

Sun Li shouted at him while eating: "Don't talk nonsense, this is not enough, go and bake again!"

Su Xiaomei's apricot eyes glared: "Sun Li, you ......"

"Go quickly!" shouted everyone. Su Xiaomei went back to grill the fish in a gray way.

"Hahaha!"

The water of the stream is clear and dingdong, Jiang Shiyu is beating his wooden drum while eating, and the fish are washed down from the upper reaches of the waterfall from time to time, and innocently fall into the bamboo basket, crackling and jumping.

Li Ziting looked at the bamboo basket eating fish, and looked very satisfied: "Xiaomei, you sneaked out in the middle of the night last night, just to put this thing, right?"

Su Xiaomei grinned: "I knew that Tian Yingdong's mallet was not Sun Li's opponent, of course I had to prepare to celebrate in advance." ”

After Sun Li's victory, everyone immediately proposed to celebrate.

In fact, most of the time Jiang Shiyu was a little greedy, so he found an excuse to eat together. Then as soon as I took the initiative, I found out: Yo he, it turns out that everyone's gluttony is scratching in my heart. When the smell is similar, they can respond to all calls, so a group of people did not look back at the mountain courtyard, and directly killed the valley.

Sun Li didn't fight back for thirteen moves in a row, until after thirteen moves, he slapped Tian Yingdong away with a sword, what it meant was obvious, he wanted to stand up for Jiang Shiyu!

Jiang Shiyu was also happy in his heart, and when he came, he searched everywhere, saw that an ancient tree was cut down, and made this wooden drum on the spot. In the past, Jiang Shiyu's family had a neighbor who was a Yi person and liked to beat this kind of drum, and Jiang Shiyu also learned it.

The slopes on both sides of the valley are full of wild fruits. Dongfang Fu and Li Ziting went to pick some, packed them in another basket, and threw them directly into the shallow stream, which washed the fruit very clean and fresh.

If the grilled fish is too greasy, you can touch a wild fruit and nibble two bites to change the taste.

There was also a fire in one of the cabins.

If the worldly people saw it, they would be shocked, because this flame was very strangely suspended in mid-air, and it was not firewood or charcoal that was burning, but a piece of almost transparent stone above the flame, and above the equally strange air hung a small iron pot, in which a thick soup was boiling, and it had begun to boil.

Chongyin held a small and delicate green huā fine porcelain bowl, copied a pair of ebony chopsticks with silver hairpins, stared at the pot, and said babbling in his mouth: "If you want to say that now is not the time to eat hot pot, autumn is too dry, and eating hot pot is really not conducive to health ......"

Chongba was holding a piece of beast meat with dozens of catties in his hand, which had been frozen hard with spells, and in the other hand he was holding a thick-backed thin-bladed scimitar with a large arc, and was about to do it, when he heard him ramble and stopped: "Do you want to eat it? Don't you eat it, get out, what are you talking about!

Chongyin smiled lightly and pointed at him with chopsticks: "Look at you, irritable." Sun Li won the battle against Tian Yingdong, such a big happy event, you must eat hot pot to celebrate-only eating hot pot is enough! How could I not eat! I must eat, you hurry up......"

Chongba pursed his lips, his hand flew quickly, the scimitar swished, and the thin slices of meat were cut directly from the meat pieces like knives and fell into the boiling pot.

Chongyin picked up the chopsticks and started his hand.

In the fine porcelain green huā bowl, half a bowl of vinegar Chongyin had lost his manners when he ate it, although Chongba didn't care about eating, he was also happy, and the corners of his mouth were grinning, as if he was smiling.

Lingshi makes a fire and eats hot pot, and only Chongba has such "financial resources".

"You just know what to eat? In the afternoon competition, you didn't see anything?" Chongba's hands kept coming, such as slices of yellow paper falling into the soup pot.

Chongyin paused, put down the dishes and chopsticks, took out the wine from the storage space and poured it, and a trace of worry appeared in his eyes: "You mean Sun Li's magic weapon?"

Chongba nodded: "I look a little familiar, but I'm not sure." ”

Chongyin said: "Between the eighth grade and the seventh grade, it is definitely not refined by himself. Is it really ......?"

Chongba's expression was a little solemn: "It looks very similar to the Jun Sword in Su Yudao's set of jade swords." ”

Chongyin felt a little incredulous: "We only met once in the Ancient Furnace Mountain, you can't be mistaken......" After saying this, he himself felt unconvincing and shook his head helplessly: "Forget it, don't deceive yourself, that thing is Su Yudao's Jun Sword, you and I can't be wrong at the same time." ”

Chongba showed an incredulous expression: "Did he really kill Su Yudao?!"

Chongyin pondered for a moment, connected the recent events and said with a wry smile: "I'm afraid that the last time he came back from injury, he didn't encounter any fierce beasts at all, but met Su Yudao." ”

Chongba was a little worried: "Could it be his ......?"

Chongyin waved his hand: "How is it possible? What kind of cultivation is Su Yudao? What kind of cultivation is Sun Li? How bold do you think Sun Li must be, and how bold he is to think of finding Su Yudao to do that murderous and treasure-grabbing business?"

Chongba smiled bitterly: "Yes, I'm concerned about it." In this way, Su Yudao should have taken the initiative to find Sun Li. ”

Chongyin nodded: "In the ancient furnace mountain, Sun Li abolished Mo Liansheng, and Mo Liansheng is the baby pimple of the Jade Sword Villa, how can Su Yudao not hate him to the core? ”

Chongba disagreed: "I just like this! Besides, didn't he just abolish Mo Liansheng and didn't want his life." ”

Chongyin paused for a moment, listened to the outside of the house, and then lowered his voice and said, "If he can kill Su Yudao, he can kill Qin Tianqi." Isn't it heavy to kill?"

Before the Chongba Tiger Body was shocked, although everyone suspected that Qin Tian's death was caused by Sun Li, but thinking of the comparison of the strength of the two sides, they always felt that it could not be Sun Li.

But Su Yudao's Jun Sword was in Sun Li's hands, and it was obvious that Su Yudao had been killed by him. Even Su Yudao can kill him, what is Qin Tian doing by slashing those wastes?

Chongba shook his head and sighed: "This kid is not only murderous, but also bold,......"

Qin Tianxuan is a vain personal disciple, Su Yudao is the elder of Jade Sword Villa, either of these two will be in trouble if they kill any of them, Sun Li is good, he will kill them all without hesitation!

Chongba took less than three breaths before revealing a hint of a smile. Then an ugly face became more and more brilliant like a blooming dahlia: "However, I really like him like this!"

Chongyin could only smile bitterly.

Although Tian Yingdong vomited blood and was seriously injured, the second place in the big exam was still his.

Tian Yingdong originally had some doubts about the name of the first person of the new disciple who was "postponed", but now it's good, and even this name that is not full of color is gone.

It's really in response to that cliché, and it's good to lose it.

From this point of view, Sun Li can be described as "unkind".

But Sun Li didn't feel the slightest sense of guilt.

The next day, the class of the academy ended, the first person of the third generation of Su Baoshan, the vain disciple Chongyu was waiting at the door of the Ding class classroom, and when he saw Sun Li and Jiang Shiyu coming out, he stopped with a slight smile: "Two junior brothers, the real person in charge of the sect is invited, so come with me to the Xuanwu Palace." ”

Sun Li and the others knew that it was for the reward of the big exam, so they followed behind.

The two of them are not pretentious, obviously the good baby is about to arrive, and they have to pretend to be indifferent and don't care. Expectation is expectation, who doesn't love good things?

Tian Yingdong is more tragic, it is said that as soon as the martial arts competition ended yesterday, the old man went straight to the Zhengwutang who was in charge of the real person, and asked for the second prize back to Longdan for his apprentice.

Tian Yingdong worked hard, but he didn't get anything.

Behind the three of them, there was a suppressed exclamation: "That's Chongyu?

There were also those who were not familiar with Chongyu, so they asked, "Who is Chongyu?" !!