"Steamed lamb, steamed bear's paw, steamed deer tail, roasted duck, roasted chicken, roasted goose..."
Zhong Wen was holding a huge cloth bag in each hand, which was filled with various ingredients such as chicken, duck, fish, fresh vegetables and fruits. He happily announced the names of the dishes and walked in the air above Qingfeng Mountain, his body was light and agile.
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Not long after, through the thick spiritual mist in front, the simple building of Piaohua Palace on the top of the mountain could be vaguely seen.
Although it has already entered autumn, the climate in Southern Xinjiang Province is still as hot as a furnace, as if it is always reminding Zhong Wen that this is a world without descendants.
However, none of this seems to have anything to do with Qingfeng Mountain.
The mountain is still shrouded in spiritual mist and shaded by green trees. The hot sunlight has passed through two filters and lost most of its power. It has become as docile as a cat. It sprinkles down bit by bit, bringing a trace of light to the shady mountain path.
Warm and brilliant.
Finally back!
The gate of Piaohua Palace has appeared in front of Zhong Wen. A familiar and friendly feeling instantly surged into his heart. His eyes were slightly moist. If he hadn't taken the image into consideration, he would have shouted out to vent the joy in his heart.
Affection.
Lin Zhiyun and others had already returned to the mountain, but Zhong Wen took a detour alone and went to the city to buy a batch of ingredients. He planned to show off his skills and cook a rich dinner to celebrate with Xiao Loli and Yin Ning'er.
Reunion after a long separation.
"Zhong Wen!!!"
Approaching the main entrance, a petite and slender figure suddenly jumped up into the sky from below, headed straight for Zhong Wen, and hit his lower abdomen with a "bang" sound.
"Xiaodie, long time no see." Zhong Wen gently stroked Lin Xiaodie's head and said with a smile, "Did you miss me?"
"I want to!" Little Loli rubbed Zhong Wen's belly hard and said softly, "If you don't come back, I will starve to death."
"Isn't it possible that Ning'er won't cook for you?" Zhong Wen was stunned.
"The food cooked by senior sister tastes almost the same as the medicinal herbs she grows." Lin Xiaodie drooped her little face, trying to make a painful expression, but instead she looked very cute.
"Tonight, I will give you a big meal!" Zhong Wen laughed, touched the little Loli's head and said lovingly.
"Okay, okay!" The little Loli jumped excitedly in the air.
Looking at the excited little Loli standing in mid-air, Zhong Wen always felt that something was different.
"Xiao, Xiaodie!" After a while, he finally realized what he was doing. He was dumbfounded and asked hesitantly, "You, are you already a spiritual master?"
"Yes, when I was absorbing the spirit stone a few days ago, I suddenly had a breakthrough." Little Loli nodded, not seeming to care much, "By the way, Zhong Wen, you have been out for so long, have you brought me any gifts?
?”
Zhong Wen suddenly felt an unreal feeling when he looked at the little Loli who was completely unaware of his terrifying cultivation and was bent on begging for gifts.
If word spreads about the nine-year-old Lingzun, who knows what kind of sensation it will cause?
"Of course there are gifts." He shook his head, temporarily putting aside the miscellaneous thoughts, and said with a smile, "I will give it to you after I get down."
"Okay!" The little Loli affectionately pulled the corner of Zhong Wen's clothes and happily dragged him down to fly.
As soon as the two of them landed, a pretty figure caught Zhong Wen's eyes.
With her elegant and elegant face, the temperament of an orchid in the empty valley, and her proud figure that can’t even be concealed by a loose milky white robe, who else could she be if she wasn’t Yin Ning’er?
"Back." Yin Ning'er's eyes were like water, she stared at Zhong Wen tenderly, and said softly.
"Well, I'm back." Zhong Wen suddenly felt a warm feeling in his heart and smiled tenderly at the beautiful girl in front of him.
Is this what it feels like to go home?
An unprecedented emotion filled Zhong Wen's heart.
He knew that in his previous life, he missed this feeling because he paid too much attention to his career.
This feeling is called belonging!
Following the two women into the courtyard, each holding a black and white chess piece in the corner, the giant eagle and white tiger were fighting fiercely, which instantly attracted Zhong Wen's attention.
Sensing his aura, every bird and beast stopped their movements at the same time, turned their heads and nodded slightly at him, and then returned their attention to the chessboard, never wanting to talk to him again.
Zhong Wen looked at the fantastic scene in front of him and wanted to laugh a little. He put down the two cloth bags in his hands, took out a few books and stuffed them into the little Loli's hands. Then he picked up the cloth bag again, took big steps, and walked in
In the kitchen.
The little Loli looked down and screamed with excitement.
The covers of the books read "The Overbearing Governor Falls in Love with Me", "The Overbearing Emperor Falls in Love with Me" and "The Peerless Princess" respectively. The author column of each book is marked with the words "Feng Qingyu".
Strangely, the author column of "The Peerless Princess" still has Zhong Wen's name marked for some reason.
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The night is like water and the moon is like frost.
Facing the gluttonous feast carefully prepared by Zhong Wen, the courtyard of Piaohua Palace was filled with laughter and laughter throughout the night, and the atmosphere was unprecedentedly warm and harmonious.
Infected by the extremely joyful atmosphere, even Lin Zhiyun, who had never drank alcohol, made an exception and drank a few drinks. Under the influence of alcohol, her snow-white and tender skin turned red, making her even more charming and charming.
Wen got carried away and almost bit his tongue with his teeth.
After all, the happy time was short-lived. The night was already dark, and tranquility was restored in the compound. Everyone had gone back to their rooms to rest. The white tiger and the giant eagle also returned to their respective nests with satisfaction after feasting on the pet food.
In a private room in the backyard, Zhong Wen was leaning on a soft mattress, looking tenderly at Zheng Yueting, whose clothes were half untied in her arms.
Since that night of passionate passion, Zheng Yueting has completed the transformation from a girl to a woman. Her temperament has changed slightly. She is less childish but more charming. Under Zhong Wen's gaze, her skin is like cream,
She has a shy pink color, her beautiful eyes are full of tenderness, and her whole body exudes endless charm.
Zhong Wen, who was already feeling angry, could not hold back any longer. He suddenly leaned down and kissed the beauty's tender lips heavily.
"嘤咛!" Feeling the hot breath in Zhong Wen's mouth, Zheng Yueting felt her whole body go weak, and she slumped powerlessly in the arms of her sweetheart, her heart filled with tenderness and sweetness.
I don't know how long it took before Zhong Wen slowly left her lips, but his hands became even more dishonest.
"Zhong, Zhong Wen." Zheng Yueting was so agitated by him that she panted slightly, "I just returned to Piaohua Palace today. You didn't go to accompany Uncle Leng and Elder Shangguan, but you came to my place first. Is it okay?
Something is wrong?"
"Fool, how could it be possible?" Zhong Wen gently tapped Zheng Yueting's snow-white forehead and said with a smile, "You are equally important in my heart, there is no distinction between high and low, and we have been together for the shortest time. Sister Jun Yi and
Wu Shuang even advised me to spend more time with you."
His words were not made up out of thin air. The gentle and considerate Leng Wushuang had indeed advised him to spend more time with Zheng Yueting in the past two days.
Shangguan Junyi, on the pretext of consolidating his realm, began to "retreat" after dinner and rushed him directly to Zheng Yueting's room.
Zheng Yueting was moved when she heard this and couldn't help but raise her head slightly and give Zhong Wen a sweet kiss on his left cheek.
"By the way, Tingting, look at this." Zhong Wen suddenly felt something in his heart. He spread out his right hand, and four round beads appeared in his palm. They were bright black, jade white, dark gold and crimson. The surface of each bead was bright.
It is crystal clear and has floating light. At a glance, you can tell that it is extraordinary.
"This is..." Zheng Yueting glanced at Zhong Wen in confusion.
"Do you feel anything special?" Zhong Wen stretched out his right hand in front of Zheng Yueting so that she could see clearly.
"Huh?" Zheng Yueting stared at the four beads for a long time. Suddenly she felt something in her heart. She reached out and took out a dark red bead and observed it carefully.
Sure enough!
Seeing that the bead that Zheng Yueting took away was the Taoist bead of Li Daoyin, the "Swordsman of the Sky", the only swordsman among the five ancient sages, Zhong Wen was overjoyed and looked forward to it on his face.
After staring at the dark red beads for a long time, Zheng Yueting suddenly sat up and, regardless of dressing up, directly assumed a posture of practicing martial arts. She closed her eyes tightly and began to comprehend carefully.
Just as Zhong Wen expected, a dark red aura floated out from the Dao Bead, went straight to Zheng Yueting's eyes, and soon penetrated between her eyebrows.
The aura on the girl's body gradually calmed down, her delicate body remained motionless, and she fell into a state of realization.
No, Tingting has started practicing, what should I do?
After being overjoyed, Zhong Wen suddenly thought of something. He lowered his head and looked at the excited "Little Zhong Wen", feeling like he couldn't laugh or cry for a moment.
He raised his head and glanced at Zheng Yueting, who was half-undressed and having a happy moment together. He felt even more uncomfortable, and he didn't dare to stay any longer. He quickly dressed up, ran out of the room in a hurry, and fled.
…
“Tuk-tuk-tuk!”
The door opened in response, revealing Leng Wushuang's pure and beautiful face.
The assassin girl rubbed her sleepy eyes, her white silk nightgown clinging tightly to her delicate body, outlining an extremely proud and graceful figure. The surge in her chest was ready to come out, almost bursting the robe.
"Wushuang, can I stay here for the night?" Zhong Wen covered his nose with one hand and covered his lower body with the other. He tried his best to look pitiful, but for some reason, he looked a little wretched.
Leng Wushuang looked at Zhong Wen's strange appearance and couldn't help being slightly stunned. He covered his lips with his bare hands, and there was a faint smile in his eyes.
"Come in." She didn't ask why, she just meekly led Zhong Wen into the room.
"You're so kind!" Zhong Wen smiled and got into the room, his burning eyes wandering back and forth on Leng Wushuang's exquisite body.
"Would you like some water?" Leng Wushuang gently closed the door and asked softly.
"ah!"
As soon as the girl turned around, Zhong Wen pounced on her like a hungry wolf and tiger, picked her up and walked straight to the bed. His eyes were shining and his mouth was drooling: "Wushuang, we haven't had one for a long time."
You have practiced, and you are about to advance, so let me help you!"
Leng Wushuang was like a docile cat, unable to resist Zhong Wenxing at all. Before lying down, he stretched out his slender hand and gently pulled the rope beside the bed, and the curtains on the left and right fell down, covering the two of them.
The figure is hidden inside.
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"Zhong, Zhong Wen, can or can't you stop it?"
The two of them "practiced" for a while, and Leng Wushuang suddenly said hesitantly.
"What's the matter? Are you feeling unwell?" Zhong Wen was in the midst of showing off his talents, and couldn't stop for a while, so he had to ask with concern.
"I, I seem to be about to advance." Leng Wushuang's fair face turned red, and she was too embarrassed to look up at him.
"ha?"
Zhong Wen didn't expect that his words came true, and he was in a dilemma and embarrassed for a while.
Leng Wushuang already had the peak cultivation level of Tianlun, and practiced the advanced techniques of the star spirit level. Coupled with the battle training during this period, he was only one step away from the realm of the spiritual master.
At this time, after "cultivating" for a while with Zhong Wen, who had entered the realm of spiritual masters, the spiritual power in his body was stimulated by the "Yin Yang Joyful Zen" and he could no longer suppress it and began to attack the bottleneck on his own initiative.
Just when Zhong Wen was struggling in every possible way, Leng Wushuang had already climbed up, looked at him apologetically, then put on his shirt and began to use his power to reach the realm.
God, why are you doing this to me?
The feeling of "truce" in the middle is really difficult to describe in words.
Zhong Wen climbed out of bed with a sad face, put on his clothes mechanically, walked out of Leng Wushuang's room blankly, and walked to the corridor like a zombie. He looked up at the bright moon in the sky, with mixed feelings in his heart.
It was clear that he had three stunning beauties, but he had nowhere to spend the night. Zhong Wen was like a little daughter-in-law who had been wronged, squatting in the corner and drawing circles, with nowhere to release her sadness.
"Huh?"
On the other side of the yard, on the edge of the stone platform occupied by giant eagles and white tigers during the day, a graceful figure caught Zhong Wen's eyes.
"Girl, it's so late, why aren't you sleeping yet?"
Recognizing Zi Yuan's back, Zhong Wen strode forward and asked curiously.
This chapter has been completed!