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Chapter 1942 Routine me?

Xiang Que sent a generous gift to the City Lord's Mansion, but not Qingyun sent a single one. However, the difference was that after chatting with Hu Qing in the City Lord's Mansion, he left after a while, but on Nanhui Peak

Nan Sijin first cooked tea for him, and then made a few exquisite side dishes. According to her, Fang Ke is coming later, you can drink and chat.

Nan Sijin's craftsmanship seems to be good. At least from the appearance of the five dishes, they are all very chef-like. The color, fragrance and taste occupy two points. This is for Nan, who is not a human incense and can't eat a few meals a year.

To put it in Si Jin, it may be much more difficult than to let her practice a kind of exercise.

Looking at Xiang Que's surprised eyes, Nan Sijin said: "In recent years, in Nanhui Peak, I spent a lot of my time learning to cook, and at first I thought it was a very troublesome.

Things, especially those ingredients, are hard to remember. Later, I suddenly discovered that when practicing medicine reaches a bottleneck or encounters a difficult situation, if you let go of your mood and make a meal, it will make people feel much more relieved, and then practice again

If it is, there is a high chance that you will enter the state of enlightenment. Only then did I know why you like to make some food so much. This will indeed be of great help to those who practice."

"Is there any other statement?" Xiang Que was surprised. He made those things purely for the sake of eating. This was a matter of habit becoming natural. He could not change his previous life at all.

Nan Sijin lowered her head and said, "I think it seems to be..."

Fang Ke came to Nanhui Peak. The last time the two met and talked, they were as plain as water. This time Fang Ke's expression was obviously much more soothing than the last time.

"I have to admit that you are really good. Putting aside the ascension of Senior Chongjiu, you are leading the battle of Qingshan, and it is very exciting from beginning to end..."

Xiang Que said with a smile: "It also depends on the help of Qingyun and the city lord's mansion, as well as the strength of the lord's sect and Zhao Ping, otherwise my guidance would not be so natural."

Fang Ke shook his head and said, "Your credit cannot be denied. If it were another person, it would definitely not achieve this effect. As Qingshan Jianshou, you are undoubtedly the right candidate for your mouth."

"Thank you for your praise from the Lord of the House!"

Fang Ke picked up a glass of wine and shook it. Xiang Que touched him. After taking a sip, the other party continued: "In a few hundred years, Zhao Ping and I should all leave each other, ignoring it.

Is it ascend or lose its soul? In fact, for Qingshan and Qingyun, it is nothing more than the same result. That is, both sects will change their dynasties. Qingyun I am not here, and Qingshan Zhao Ping should not be here either."

Xiang Que Moran, this result made him a little uncomfortable. Although he led Qingshan and Taiping Villa to fight a war, and finally ended with Qingshan and Qingyun safely landing, to be honest, let himself lead the entire sect in the future.

He still won't get used to it.

"You and Zhao Ping should be of the same nature, and they were driven to the shelves." Fang Ke seemed to see his thoughts and gave a very accurate evaluation.

"Yes!"

"But you can't avoid some things. If Zhao Ping is not here, you are the most suitable person. If you don't be the leader of Qingshan, would you bear to see others do it?" Fang Ke said lightly: "You can also be like Zhao Ping."

In this way, after you succeed to the throne, you will also strive to find a suitable successor, such as Zhao Ping, who will find you."

Xiang Que sighed and said, "Where can you find someone as good as me?"

Nan Sijin suddenly answered: "There will be no second Nan Sijin in Qingyun"

This time it was Fang Ke's turn to be speechless. The pair of sword and Taoist species were really right, even the narcissistic love was so consistent.

"You and Nan Sijin are destined to become the lords of the two major sects. Then Zhao Ping and I should have the same thoughts. What do you think about the merger of Qingshan and Qingyun?"

“It’s put on the agenda”

“Can’t change…”

Fang Ke looked at Xiang Que and said, "Qingyun's resistance is much smaller than you. There will be many oppositions in Qingshan. Even if you successfully lead Qingshan, I think someone will inevitably speak out in the end in your Thirteen-person Elder Hall.

Oppose, there is no sound now, because you are in the green mountains and you are full of momentum, and no one will touch your eyebrows at this time."

"Since it is impossible to avoid it, let it go. I will let Qingshan never object at all," Xiang Que said expressionlessly.

"Come on, drink, I'm very happy with your attitude." Fang Ke picked up the wine glass and chatted with Xiang Que for a while. He gave Qingshan's generous gift. Fang Ke was very satisfied after seeing it.

"Actually you could not have given so many"

Xiang Que: "Hmm?"

"Then it's just a part of the betrothal gift." Fang Ke didn't explain, and stood up and walked out with his hands behind his back.

Xiang Que was confused on the spot, what is this and what?

Nan Sijin didn't react much, but just poured a glass of wine in a daze, and then said, "Drink, drink..."

"Zi Liu" Xiang Que drank a glass. He had finished talking about everything he should have. He also planned to leave and return to Qingshan. Unexpectedly, Nan Sijin poured him another glass: "Drink, drink it."

"Zi Liu"

"Drink, drink..."

After drinking three drinks in a row, Xiang Que suddenly felt that the rhythm seemed to be a little wrong. When did Nan Sijin become so enthusiastic about people, and he would even take the initiative to persuade him to drink?

"Are you going to give me too much?" Xiang Que asked confused.

"Uh-huh"

"No, why?" Xiang Que was a little confused.

A flash of blush suddenly appeared on Nan Sijin's face. She lowered her head and whispered: "Or don't leave tonight."

"What's the matter?" Xiang Que was shocked. Isn't this the most common line in TV series and movies in the modern world?

Nan Sijin continued to blush and said, "You and I are going to that point anyway, but I think I may be a little uncomfortable. Although I am also very curious about what it means to swing, so I think it might be better if I drink some wine.

One thing, I will also get more after you drink too much. This is what I learned from the secular world. Drinking can help love..."

Xiangque swallowed and spitted, and stood up completely caught off guard. He licked his chapped lips, held it in a long time, wiped his cold sweat and said, "Uh, that's the thing, there are still hundreds of years, no

, don't be too anxious, take it slowly, that's the rhythm today is a bit too sudden."

I said a few words to the slutty, and then quickly threw down the words that I was not feeling well today, another day, another day.

Xiang Que almost ran away in panic. Nan Sijin looked at his back quietly until the other party disappeared, and then said softly: "Actually, cooking is of no help to practice..."


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