Immortal and Demon Cultivation

Zuo Qiu's face was very red, and her heart was beating fast.

But Tianwen's words before leaving woke her up.

Since Xiaochuan had just heard what she was thinking, if she backed down again tonight, her chances in the future would be slim.

Happiness is not waiting, but must be fought for by oneself.

So, Zuo Qiu closed the door and quietly opened the soundproof barrier of the room to prevent others from hearing the conversation with Ye Xiaochuan tonight.

The candlelight flickered in the room, and neither of them spoke immediately, and the atmosphere seemed a little awkward.

Zuo Qiu saw Ye Xiaochuan still standing in the room, and said in a flustered manner: "Xiaochuan, you...you sit down."

Ye Xiaochuan nodded slightly and sat on the stool.

Looking at the large table of dishes, although they were all cold, they were still quite appetizing from the appearance.

Especially the pot of millet porridge.

The skill of making porridge was passed on to her by Ye Xiaochuan.

So much so that Zuo Qiu, this silly girl, made porridge all day long.

Moreover, the disciple is better than the master. Zuo Qiu's porridge is much more delicious than Ye Xiaochuan's.

Ye Xiaochuan sniffed it gently and smiled: "Qiu'er, it seems that your cooking skills have improved and surpassed me.

Especially this pot of porridge! In the past, you only knew how to make porridge. I drank it every day and got tired of it. You have not been by my side for these years, and I miss you very much.

It has been many years since I last drank the porridge you made."

Zuo Qiu blushed and said: "Xiaochuan, if you want to drink it, I will make it for you every day."

Ye Xiaochuan smiled and said: "I wish for it."

After saying these two words, the awkward atmosphere was slightly reduced.

Zuo Qiu remembered the preparations for today and immediately took out a large wine jar from the storage ring.

She said, "Xiaochuan, I know you like to drink. I have treasured this jar of fine wine for many years. I specially left it for you. Please try it."

Ye Xiaochuan smiled and said, "It's your birthday today. I haven't given you a gift yet, but you gave me a big gift first."

Zuo Qiu waved his hand and said, "I don't need a gift, not to mention that you already gave me one ten years ago."

As he said that, Zuo Qiu stretched out his left hand in front of Ye Xiaochuan.

On her left ring finger, there was a gemstone ring with purple light flowing.

This ring was a Qiankun storage ring that Ye Xiaochuan specially asked from Gesang when he celebrated Zuo Qiu's birthday for the first time in southern Xinjiang.

The space inside is very large, not much worse than the ethereal ring given to Yun Qiyou.

Ye Xiaochuan said, "You still have this ring."

Zuo Qiu said, "The Zichuan ring is a space storage ring. The space is so large, I can't bear to throw it away."

The words are easy, but in fact they are not sincere.

Zuo Qiu has two things on her body, which are more precious than her life.

Zichuan Ring, Wangchuan Jade Plate.

The name of Zichuan Ring was given by Zuo Qiu herself. Zi represents the purple light flowing on the ring.

Chuan, of course, represents Ye Xiaochuan.

As for the Xuanbing Jade Plate, it was made from the Xuanbing Jade Bed where Xuanying was dug out when he was young. Carrying it close to the body all year round can keep the mind clear.

Ten years ago, when Ye Xiaochuan was in the cave of jade slips, he offended Zuo Qiu. Not only did Zuo Qiu shave his hair and eyebrows, but he also took away the jade plate that Ye Xiaochuan had carried with him for many years.

She carved a "Chuan" character on it.

Named Wangchuan.

In fact, the core of this name is the homonym of "Looking through the autumn water".

Zichuan Ring and Wangchuan Jade are Zuo Qiu's most precious things. Even Tianwen cannot touch them easily.

It's just that Zuo Qiu is thin-skinned. If the Zichuan Ring was given by Ye Xiaochuan, he would have worn it even when taking a bath for ten years. How embarrassing.

Zuo Qiu untied the mud seal on the wine jar, used a long-handled ladle to scoop the amber-like wine into the wine pot, and then held the wine pot to pour wine for Ye Xiaochuan.

Wine is a medicine that penetrates the intestines, and sex is a bone-cutting knife.

Wine is not a good thing.

If a man meets a woman who does not stop himself from drinking and is willing to pour wine for him, then marry her.

Ye Xiaochuan has been soaking in wine jars since he was a child, and he has been drinking several jars every day for the past ten years.

He picked up the small wine glass and sniffed it between his nose, and immediately knew that it had been a long time.

Since being captured by Nangong Bat last time, Ye Xiaochuan has drunk less frequently, and during the time he was recuperating in the Dead Marsh, he did not drink a drop of wine.

Now the wine bug in his stomach was immediately aroused.

He tilted his neck and took a sip, only to feel the mellow fragrance flowing, and all his meridians were comfortable.

He laughed and said, "Good wine! Good wine! Qiu'er, it seems that we will not go home until we are drunk tonight!"

As soon as Ye Xiaochuan put the wine glass in his hand on the table, Qiu'er immediately refilled it.

Seeing Ye Xiaochuan happy, Zuo Qiu's depression for the whole day immediately disappeared.

She said, "Drink more if you like."

Zuo Qiu now feels that Ye Xiaochuan is back.

This familiar and warm feeling is completely different from the one in Qiuci City a few days ago.

She was deeply intoxicated by the breath and taste of Ye Xiaochuan at this moment without drinking a glass of wine.

It was almost midnight, and after midnight it was the ninth day of the twelfth lunar month. Since it was Zuo Qiu's birthday, a gift was naturally given.

Before officially drinking, Ye Xiaochuan began to search through the empty bracelet to find something that could be used.

Zuo Qiu is now a saintly envoy, and he has everything.

Ye Xiaochuan searched for a long time, but couldn't find a suitable one.

Zuo Qiu saw that Ye Xiaochuan was absent-minded, and couldn't help saying, "Xiaochuan, what's wrong with you?"

Ye Xiaochuan said: "Nothing... nothing, let's drink."

Cangyun Mountain, Samsara Peak, back mountain.

The ancestral temple.

Xiao Qi and Gui Yatou left.

According to the last message from Princess Tianyin, she would first arrive in Xifeng City and then enter Cangyun Mountain.

Two days had passed, and Tianyin had not come yet. The two girls were really worried, leaving the hungry bucket behind and going to Xifeng City to inquire about Princess Tianyin's news.

Yun Qiyou did not leave the ancestral temple. He sat in the temple, staring at the spirit tablets of the Cangyun ancestors of all generations in a daze.

Yao Xiaoyu had been carving the spirit tablet with a knife, and soon, a brand new spirit tablet was carved.

Yao Xiaoyu gently put down the spirit tablet and sighed softly.

Said: "Gui Ya and Xiao Qi have left, so it's easier to say some things."

Yun Qiyou frowned.

Although she had lost her memory, she knew from what Gui Yatou and Xiao Qi had said over the years that this old woman was Yao Xiaofu's mother, a peerless celestial fox with twelve tails, and a top master in the Xumi realm. Otherwise, she would not have imprisoned the two troublemakers, Third Sister and Xiao Qi, here for ten years.

Yun Qiyou said, "Senior, is there anything you don't want to say in front of Third Sister?"

Yao Xiaoyu said, "There are many secrets from the ancient times hidden on Cangyun Mountain. You don't know, but your third sister Gui Yatou knows. There are some things that cannot be known to her, otherwise the world will be over.

You are the daughter of the evil god, and you have a steady personality. It is most appropriate for you to do this."