"The authentic century-old Zhuangyuan Red was brewed specially for me by a winemaker in Shaoxing."
"Hundred-year Shaoxing No. 1 Scholar Red?" Chen Yan laughed, "You and Da Dangjia are really like-minded. She also likes to drink Shaoxing rice wine. She can't walk when she sees Huadiao wine. I didn't expect you to be even more awesome. You drink the century-old No. 1 Scholar.
Red... By the way, you have to keep a few altars. When our son wins the first prize, is named on the gold medal list, or has flowers and candles in the bridal chamber, you have to take them out."
Bai Jia looked slightly intoxicated and said, "I still have my daughter Hong!"
Chen Yan said directly: "Keep it, I will give birth to a daughter next time."
"I have many daughters."
"Then give birth to a few more."
"It's very painful to give birth."
"I can live with you."
"Then you must be by my side."
Well, this feeling and style of painting seem to have passed through several stages at once, and have fast-forwarded to the end.
However, just when Chen Yan was holding the Lonely Dragon Sword and was about to cut open and clean the young master of Qilin, he suddenly discovered that the young master of Qilin was not dead yet. There was a new one on the neck where his head had just exploded.
The head is growing.
This is outrageous.
Liliyuan is on the grass!
Young Master Qilin's newly grown head was smaller but had all the five senses. At this moment, he looked at Chen Yan and Bai Jia with his eyes open. There was deep fear hidden in his small eyes. Chen Yan picked up the butcher's knife and planned to kill it.
When it was torn into eight pieces, Young Master Qilin was so frightened that he shouted: "Wait, wait, please spare your life, hero."
The voice is childish.
It seems that after the head is replaced, the previous memory is still normal.
"Ask me to spare my life? Give me a reason!" Chen Yan said calmly.
Although the head has grown back, it has obviously just died and is now extremely weak. It will take a long time to regain its fighting strength.
The young master of Qilin said: "I, I am the young master of the Qilin tribe. If I die here, my tribe will immediately know everything that happened to me here. Don't doubt it. This is the talent of our Qilin tribe. When the time comes, we will
The Qilin clan will know who you are, and they will come and kill you."
"Oh, is that the only reason?"
"Isn't this enough?"
Chen Yan did not answer, but watched its new head grow rapidly, and within a few breaths, it returned to normal size.
"How many times can your Qilin tribe grow this head?"
"Ah... we Mo Qilin, as long as our body has enough energy, we can keep growing." It answered honestly.
"There is such a magical thing, okay, I won't kill you, but now I want to drink lion head soup. Although you are a unicorn, your head is similar to a lion's head. Just pick one first, and then you
Grow slowly."
"What......"
Just as Young Master Qilin was about to speak, Chen Yan raised his knife and dropped it.
A brand new unicorn head fell to the ground.
"Fresh ones should taste better."
Chen Yan picked up Qilin's head, and then casually threw the headless body of Young Master Qilin into the dimensional space of the Moonlight Mirror. There were more than a thousand contracted subordinates inside, so they should watch out for Young Master Qilin and not eat him secretly.
.
Then, he started making unicorn heads.
Here comes the problem.
He has a great spiritual furnace.
But there is no pot for cooking soup. The key is that the pot must be big enough. After all, the head is as big as a wheel.
Finally, he had a flash of inspiration and remembered that he had received a treasure before. He thought it was a broken bowl, but in fact it was the skull of the Qing Emperor. However, this bone is very useful and can be used as a pot.
suitable.
This is the skull of the Qing Emperor, so it is naturally not afraid of water and fire.