In Fengyuan City, after Song Si and Mo Liuli and the others separated, they didn't stop for a long time and came to Yuxuan City in the South Sword Pavilion region through the Guò Teleportation Array.

Song Si walked out of the teleportation array, looked at the direction, and prepared to leave Yuxuan City to go to the Holy Cicada Temple, as long as he found the Killing Monk without leaving the Buddha, and exchanged the Buddha beads for the Holy Buddha Cicada, he could go to the Tianshan Sect to rescue Moxue. If you can, after rescuing Mo Xue, it would be very beautiful to go to the cultivation realm with her.

As for cultivating to become an immortal, it was habitually forgotten by Song Si, who valued every today. However, what Song Si didn't know was that as soon as he left the teleportation array with his front foot, there were two people behind him, and his intentions were unknown.

It was only a thousand miles after leaving Yuxuan City, and Song Si's happy mood calmed down a little, more because of the fact that by the mountain ten miles ahead, a sloppy middle-aged man with half his chest open and his bronze muscles was setting up a fire, facing the mountain wind, and grilling a few washed pheasants and hares. A coarse cloth half a foot square was laid beside him, on which were placed two jugs of wine, as well as some ingredients.

"Drunk to pick up the lamp to look at the sword, idle barbecue belly. Drunk and lying in the rivers and lakes, don't you smile, do you want to see yourself in the future?" The middle-aged strong man sang a half-baked sentence, and finally finished roasting a pheasant, smeared with some honey, added some seasonings, and then baked it on the fire, and suddenly the aroma overflowed, making people appetite.

The middle-aged strong man is full of energy, and he is also the one who has stepped into the transcendent sainthood, and he has probably stepped into the second step of the martial arts holy realm. The location of his barbecue was very coincidental, just on the way forward of Song Si's imperial sword, and it was even more coincidental that there were two sword cultivators behind Song Si, in the later stage of Jindan, his strength was about the same as that of a middle-aged strong man.

"Friends. Do you want to come down and taste Xialong's roast pheasant?" the middle-aged man raised a roasted pheasant in his hand.

Song Si nodded, and put the sword back into its sheath. The wind fell in front of the middle-aged strong man and took the roast chicken directly. smiled and said, "Thank you." ”

The middle-aged strong man was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "Friends are really straightforward people, and someone likes Long!

"Poor Song Si. Song Si smelled the roast chicken, the fragrance was really a must, the most important thing was that he didn't find any poison, so he ate it and saw what this Long Aotian wanted to do.

Seeing that Song Si was undoubted, he directly ate roast chicken. Long Aotian was in a good mood, patted his chest and said, "Since Brother Song likes it, Long will roast a few more, it's enough!"

Eating roast chicken, Song Si seemed defenseless, but in fact, he was eavesdropping on the divine thoughts of Long Aotian and the two people behind him. Now Song Si's divine sense strength is comparable to that of a cultivator in the out-of-body stage, and unless these three people cultivate extremely high divine thought techniques, it will be difficult to detect clues.

The two people behind Song Si, one of them is called Situ Chuxia. One is named Xiao Yi, and this Long Aotian is a sworn brother, and the three of them specialize in killing people and plundering goods. A few days ago, the spirit stones and spiritual materials that the three brothers had snatched were almost consumed. So he could only come out to fight the autumn wind again, and he happened to meet Song Si, who was carrying a long sword, walking out of the teleportation array, so he couldn't keep up.

In the eyes of the three of their brothers. Generally, only the sword cultivation ability of the supreme cultivation can carry a sword on his back and decorate his style. The other is the children of a big family who are not high or low. His cultivation is not high, but he has to carry a long flying sword on his back to pretend to be magnificent. But they don't know that these people often become big fish in their eyes.

Among the sword cultivators of the really younger generation, where are there those who walk around with a long sword on their backs? Perhaps there is one in the North Sword Pavilion and another in the West Sword Pavilion, and the rest are simply swollen and fat, and no matter how strong their strength is, very few of them have entered the Yuan Infant Stage.

The last one is the martial artists in the mortal martial arts, if it were them, I am afraid that the pressure of the teleportation array would not be able to withstand it, let alone leave as easily as Song Si.

It must be known that in today's cultivation realm, no matter what the circumstances, sword cultivators will keep their natal flying swords in the dantian qi sea or purple mansion, cultivating day and night without slackening, and will only sacrifice them when they need to use them. Song Si is the opposite, he does not have the ultimate strength, but he casts a scabbard for the flying sword, and pretends to be magnificent behind his back, either a person who sells fame or a big family.

In short, this product is a big fish, and it must not be let go.

"Boss Long, why haven't you succeeded yet?" asked Situ Chuxia.

"Damn, this kid is so unkind, he directly snatched Lao Tzu's share, and he hasn't smeared the medicine yet. ”

"Boss Long, we can capture and kill directly, why bother so much?" Xiao Yi said.

"Wait, when I bake the roast chicken with this medicine and give it to this kid, I won't be able to catch it by then, and I won't have to do it anymore, so I won't have to do a lot of work. ”

After the transmission ended, Long Aotian continued to barbecue seriously, not to mention, this guy's barbecue skills are very good, I'm afraid that the special chefs on the earth are difficult to compare.

In just a moment, Song Si finished eating a roast chicken in his hand, leaving a small pile of chicken bones beside him, with a smile in his eyes, and he was very satisfied with the food.

"Hey, Brother Song has a good appetite, this one is just baked, I'll give it to you." Long Aotian handed over the roast chicken haughtily, just waiting for Song Si, a gluttonous foodie, to eat it, and he would kill or chop it later, not at their disposal.

However, this time it was destined to disappoint him.

Song Si took out a pot of fruit wine from the storage bag, two wine bowls, poured two bowls, and said: "Brother Long doesn't need to be so polite, the roast chicken is too delicious, you can eat one, if you eat more, the poor road will be too careless." If Brother Long looks at the poor road, it is better to eat the roast chicken and drink a bowl of wine in the poor road, and he will definitely be able to be as happy as a fairy. ”

The corners of Long Aotian's mouth twitched a few times, and the roast chicken in his hand had just been smeared with poison, where could he eat it. But Song Si refused, and invited him to drink, the key is that he has to eat the roast chicken before he can drink, it is really treacherous that it should be cut by a thousand cuts.

Carefully observed Song Si, who was drinking by himself, and didn't see anything unusual, this kid really didn't find anything?

What kind of heaven and earth spiritual material is this fruit wine brewed from? Why is it so fragrant? Long Aotian's stomach grunted a few times uncompromisingly, this time it was good, and he was caught by Song Si again.

I saw Song Si show an extremely embarrassed look, and said apologetically: "It turns out that Brother Long's roast chicken just now was to fill his stomach, and Poor Dao really didn't want to go, so I apologize to Brother Long first." However, this fruit wine is a rare wine in the world, and Taoist friends will be able to taste the fun of drinking this wine after eating roast chicken. ”

Long Aotian smiled enthusiastically: "It's okay. Bosom friends are hard to find, and Brother Song can taste Long's roast chicken, which is also Long's fate. ”

Damn, who has heard that cultivators above the Jindan stage will be hungry?

Silently brought the roast chicken to his mouth, almost biting down, but fortunately, at this time, Situ Chuxia's divine consciousness transmitted: "Boss Long, what's wrong with you?

With a trembling hand, Long Aotian threw away the fragrant roast chicken. Damn, I almost bit it down, and one bite is half a life. The reason is that the aroma of wine in Song Si's bowl made Long Aotian forget his original purpose without paying attention, and even more forgot that the roast chicken in his hand was poisonous.

Song Si didn't feel strange at all that Long Aotian lost the roast chicken, his fruit wine was brewed according to the recipe given by the hamster wine fairy, and it was one of the most favorite wines of the Qinglian Sword Fairy.

"This wine should only be available in the world, how many times can I smell it in the world?"

Song Si was as calm as a mountain in his heart, but there was a look of surprise on his face: "Brother Long, what's wrong with you?"

Pretending to be concerned, Song Si looked at Xia Long Aotian's outfit, which was unkempt and very cold. Although many cultivators don't care about their attire, in the Sword Domain, you are a sword cultivator, at least your hands holding the sword must be clean.

But what about this one, his hands are covered with oil, and he has no respect for the sword. I don't respect my own sword, how can I match the word "sword cultivation"!

With a chuckle in his heart, Song Si continued to ask with concern: "Brother Long, but what is the difficulty, or what happened?" Say it, maybe Poor Dao can help you." ”

Long Aotian's heart was tormented in anger, but he wanted to pretend to be a kind and hospitable person, and he couldn't attack in front of Song Si, if he continued like this, I was afraid that if the big fish in front of him was not caught, he himself would be killed first.

"It's okay, thank you Brother Song for your concern. A roast chicken, if it falls, it will fall, but I just thought of something that made Brother Song smile. Long Aotian's right eyelid jumped, and he continued to pretend, "Brother Song, it's not good to have wine and no meat, Long still has pheasants, hares, and perch here, why don't you choose one or two?"

"Poor Dao ate a roast chicken from Brother Long, and he didn't want to go, where can he be greedy for another one when Brother Long is hungry, no, no. Song Si held the wine bowl and waved his hand again and again.

"En?" Long Aotian pointed at Song Si, and his anger naturally leaked out: "Brother Song, are you wrong? Could it be that if you say that Long's barbecue skills are good, they are all fake? ”

Embarrassed and smiling, Song Si could only nod: "That poor Dao can only eat more cheekily, and I hope that Long Daoyou will not be surprised at that time." ”

Long Aotian finally breathed a sigh of relief, this kid is really difficult, fortunately he took the bait again, so he was enthusiastic from the bottom of his heart, and when he barbecued deliciously, he was a little more serious, and tried to roast the pheasant, sea bass, and hare in his hand to achieve the best quality that he wanted to take a bite of as soon as he was cooked.

Song Siyou drank the wine leisurely, waiting for Long Aotian's barbecue. But in a moment, a poisonous pheasant was roasted, but Song Siyi refused because he wanted to eat grilled sea bass, and let Long Aotian enjoy the pheasant by himself.

Long Aotian didn't doubt it, put down the pheasant and continued to roast two perch, one poisonous and the other non-toxic, and then roasted a non-poisonous hare, he couldn't stop eating it all the time, which aroused Song Si's suspicions.

After roasting, Long Aotian was afraid that Song Si would snatch his rabbit, so he took the first bite of rabbit meat and handed over the poisonous perch with a smile.

Song Si thanked him and took the perch without any doubt, and the surface of the perch was also smeared with a layer of honey, which looked golden and yellow, fragrant, and very appetizing. It's just that as soon as this fragrance entered the body, it was dissolved by Song Si with Void Sword Intent.

Long Aotian gulped down the roast rabbit meat, stared at the perch in Song Si's hand tightly, and kept chanting in his heart: "Bite down! Bite down!"

It's just that when the perch was less than an inch away from his mouth, Song Si suddenly put the perch down, staring at Long Aotian with a solemn face, and the invisible sword momentum suddenly dispersed, enveloping a hundred miles of land, with awe-inspiring killing intent.

"Brother Long, there is a murderous aura!" (to be continued......)