After the pause is over, Fang Xian has to switch emotions.

In front of him were the Hei Miao people shouting "Master" and a middle-aged man's subordinate.

Next to him are Zhao Linger's girls in the sky blue team.

"Master, Master, what's wrong with you? Didn't you agree to have all the friendship between the landlord?" The fat man raised his hand and shook it.

"Oh, by the way." Fang Xian smiled and raised his axe and slashed it directly with a simple and rough axe. "The friendship of the landlord is a must. A group of middle-aged people broke into my fairyland, Water Moon Palace, robbed my sister, and you will be sorry for yourself if you don't cut it down."

The black fat man's smile froze and fell to the ground with a sound, without even dropping blood. After all, the Fairy Sword is a game for all ages, so it is not good to see blood.

Then, the Miao people disappeared in extreme harmony as the old man said.

Zhao Ling'er instantly understood and a fire spell took over the sportswear behind her.

When they returned to the bridge, Shuiyue and others had almost cleaned up the place, and Long Suan A was also back to help.

"Supply, good job!" Fang Xian patted the Supply A on the shoulder.

Because the supporting role is a supporting role, the face is very rough, but it is easy for people to remember that they are a very outstanding person!

"Thank you for your compliment," Long Suan A lowered her head and showed her good deeds, covering her face and smiling, "It's all arranged by her brother-in-law."

Fang Xian then remembered that it seemed that Tianlan called him brother-in-law just now, and many sister-in-laws suddenly appeared. It was no wonder that if these girls called Fang Xian "Young Master", the titles such as "Expert" would seem apart. Just call him brother-in-law together. Even if any girl was older than Zhao Ling'er, she would already call Fang Xian brother-in-law to show respect.

Let’s explain how the “tsunami” came into being. In fact, the reason is extremely simple.

Just like a dam, the dragon leads people to intercept the river at both ends, and then transfers the water in the river to the lake outside, so that the water in the river is only a shallow layer, so that the Hei Miao people can not cross the river directly, but at the same time seduces them to cross the river.

As we were fighting, the dam was lifted and the water level outside was high, so naturally it poured in, and the Black Miao people became tragic.

According to statistics, 15 of the 53 black Miao people who came to attack died, and the rest were fainted.

"Ling'er, let's upgrade together!" Fang Xian raised his axe with a smile. There was no blood or guilt in doing this in the game. Anyway, these middle-aged people would be reborn in other places in the same posture and continue to be wandering minions.

Unfortunately, I gave too little experience in harvesting these things, so Fang Xian still couldn't upgrade even after he was slashed.

But it doesn't matter. This hidden battle has given Fang Xian enough benefits. Compared with this, Brother Xiaoyao is already an inequality little character.

In the evening, the hall of Shuiyue Palace was feasted, celebrating the victory of the war, and celebrating grandma finding true love.

Grandma and Uncle Ding sit in the main seat, followed by Fang Xianlinger, which is quite comfortable.

However, the dishes served here are all vegetarian foods such as cabbage and tofu, and the only thing you can drink is spring water, and you can’t get a drop of wine.

"You have grown up with this for so many years?" Fang Xian asked, pointing to the shallot tofu in front of him.

"Well, it's all gone until it tastes bad!" Ling'er stuck out her tongue, "Let's go out to eat spicy hot pot."

"Don't worry, I'll handle the matter here." Fang Xian picked up chopsticks of scallion tofu, without any anticipation about its taste.

At the mouth of Xiaobai Tofu, Fang Xian's expression changed from calm to restlessness, from fatigue to excitement.

Fang Xian repeatedly savored the stuff in his mouth. This thing is very weird. It has the taste of tofu and pudding, soft and smooth, and has a very light sweet taste. Even the butter in reality is hard to taste like this.

"This is really tofu!?"

"Yes, I'm tired of eating it." Zhao Ling'er picked up a chopstick and took a bite in a very silly manner.

Fang Xian quickly picked up another chopstick and patted the cucumber.

"Well..." The taste of cucumbers was not as stunning as tofu, but it was much more delicious than reality. It was full of water and had a natural taste, not as dry and broken as cucumbers in reality.

Continue, the taste of side dishes such as celery, bean curd, and peanuts is also magical.

The people on the table watched Fang Xian climb up to the table and tasted every dish.

"Son-in-law, I know you're hungry, but you don't have to do this." Uncle Ding coughed. In his eyes, Fang Xian was half of his son, and his virtue was obviously a bit embarrassing.

"Don't talk." Fang Xian closed his eyes, raised his glass to rinse his mouth, and continued to taste the dishes and ponder.

When he moved every dish to the chopsticks, he returned to his original position, and then looked at Zhao Ling'er with tears in his eyes.

"Ling'er...this is called a dish!!"

"No, I think the spicy hot pot is delicious."

"You don't understand." Fang Xian shook his head, "The dishes over there are very heavy, and they often use huge amounts of seasoning to cover up the shortcomings of the ingredients themselves. But here, the seasoning is very light, and the food is original and pure natural."

"Oh..." Zhao Ling'er thought in a fake way, "But the spicy hot pot is still better."

"Okay, let's talk about this question later." Fang Xian then got out of the food world. Anyway, he was full, so why not explain the matter clearly and drag Zhao Ling'er out to eat spicy hot pot.

Fang Xian first explained to his grandma: "Grandma, you have also seen that Ling'er and I have the ability to protect ourselves. I want to take her to Miaojiang to find the whereabouts of the Witch Queen. You are proud of your efforts."

Grandma thought about it...

In fact, there is no need to think about it. It is necessary to let Ling'er go in her personality setting, but in the original work, she will only be let go when she is dying.

"Actually, I was reluctant to leave if Ling'er was leaving, but fortunately, there is Ding Ding Xiong now, so I am not afraid." Grandma leaned into Uncle Ding's arms, and she had no desire in her life.

Uncle Ding heard something wrong: "Son-in-law, I have no objection to taking three wives and four concubines, but you said you want to... go to Miaojiang?"

"That's right." Fang Xian nodded apologetically, "Senior, you also know the truth about the love between the two. I am with Ling'er, and I can't tolerate others in my heart. You don't want Xianglan Xiulan to suffer with me, right?"

"That's right!" Uncle Ding was a little angry, "Do you let them follow Zheng Butcher?"

"No need, Li Xiaoyao is still alive." Fang Xian released his killer weapon.

"You're serious about this?" Uncle Ding was indeed hit. Sure enough, Brother Xiaoyao will always be ahead of Zhang Si.

"It's true." Fang Xian stood up and said, "Men should regard the world as their home. I, Zhang Si, also want to go out and try it out, hoping that the seniors will succeed."

Uncle Ding sighed and pretended to be regretful - in fact, he pretended that Xiaoyao was still alive, who would marry his daughter to Zhang Si? Ya's face was too square.

"Since that's the case, I, Lao Ding, won't keep you anymore. Young man, it's time to go out and make a breakthrough." Uncle Ding's head turned, and then he remembered that Zhang Si seemed to have taken a lot of cheaper off himself. Suddenly, he felt very unhappy that he had left like this. "Why not do this! Since you have learned my Ding family kung fu, just call me the adoptive father, so that my Lao Ding will feel happy."

"Go to play with me." Fang Xian held his booze and pulled Ling'er outward.

"You!!!" Uncle Ding was furious when he was scolded, and suddenly stopped to his waist again, "You...you..."

"What are you?" Fang Xian complained while walking out. No one dared to stop him now. "I will help you match your daughter's marriage with Xiaoyao; I will take you to find an old lover to live a happy life; I will help you fight. What else do you want? See you back."

Uncle Ding followed this and thought, but at least he was insulted by the younger generation and was a little embarrassed. Grandma suddenly became very sensible at this time and helped Uncle Ding back to the chair: "Young people are so popular, Ding Ding Xiong, aren't you afraid of heaven and earth?"

"That's right, haha!" Uncle Ding followed the conversation and showed his generous and manly side.

Farewell to the sisters made Zhao Linger a little reluctant. Fang Xian forbidden her to look back in order to kill this emotion.

Finally, Fang Xian pulled Zhao Ling'er out of the palace, and a deafening female shout came from behind him—

"Goodbye brother-in-law!"

"Pu...do you have to end with such shocking lines?" Fang Xian finally squirted, and then summoned the old man.

【What's the matter?】

"Ask a question about the food. Is the food here so delicious?"

【Southern Song flavor, 100% restored.】

"Really? That's what the Southern Song Dynasty is like?"

[Of course, there were no fertilizers or pesticides, nor genetically modified ones at that time. They were all pure natural, and this is the original taste of the dish.]

"But in the real world, I'm not so delicious when eating so-called pure natural ingredients?"

[Nonsense, the earth has been polluted for more than a thousand years. What kind of vegetables are produced has to do with the climate, soil, water and mood.]

"Feeling?"

【Yes, plants also have moods, and you can make it happy and it tastes delicious.】

"That's it...what can I try to bring two beads back and plant them?"

[No, because you can choose to bring back to the real world items, no rapeseed.]

"Why……"

[Don't be discouraged, have you ever played "The Story of the Ranch" - growing vegetables, raising cattle, mining, fishing and soaking cute girls.]

"!!! Continue!"

[No more talk, you can get through this game first and then talk about it.]

“…”

After saving the bill, Fang Xian pulled Zhao Ling'er back to reality. Fang Xian's mind turned around. The trapped Miao doctor's memory was indeed imprinted in his mind. He seemed to be a mysterious old Miao doctor.

"Yeah...Yeah...oh! That's so! It's very nb!" Fang Xian held his cheek and pondered Dr. Miao's tricks, and admired them in all kinds of ways. This medical technique is simply a mixture of clinical medicine and empirical medicine.

"Brother Xian, what's wrong with you?" Ling'er asked.

"I seem to be an old Miao doctor. If you are sick in the future, just ask me." Fang Xian smiled and lowered his head to sort out the spoils. Ten Gu Shui sealed them in a bag, and a small black jar must be a Gu Shui. Of course, there is also a "Introduction Manual for Dark Gu Shui".

Ling'er was also shocked when she came to see these: "This is my Bai Miao Gu Shui and Gu Shui, and I have never seen it much!"

When she saw the manual, she showed disdain: "It's so disgusting... Dark witch is the most annoying."

Fang Xian was not in a hurry to make these things, but just put them away first and think about them later when he had time.

It was still that night. Although I spent a long time in the game, it was only less than an hour in reality.

Ling'er rubbed her eyes: "It's so sleepy."
To be continued...