My filial piety has gone bad

"Don't worry, I'll draw two twin fillies for you right away, and I'll leave it to you to break the sky and protect the world."

The two girls rolled their eyes and suddenly became excited.

"Wow, that's the point, that's the point!"

"Okay, okay, remember not to let the little mare transform again, we only transform to live!"

The days passed by.

The moonlight is like water, the sunset is like gold, the wind blows the wheat waves, and the drizzle is like weaving.

Looking forward to, looking forward to.

After a heavy rain one night, the next day, after the rain, the sun was shining.

Xiao Ran smelled the fragrance of rice.

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Chapter 0117 I'll leave it to you for the integration of teachers [Thanks to the rudder master whose filial piety has deteriorated! 】

Every dark night with wind and rain, Xiao Ran would build a chopping board and play bamboo cards with Shizun and Chu Yan on the [-] square meter big bed.

I usually don't feel like playing.

Only in the dark night when the wind is howling and the rain is pouring down, can there be a sense of doom shrouded in darkness.

Dou Youming is exciting.

It was stormy outside, and the warm candlelight in the room was lingering, as if the disciple's room was the last greenhouse in the whole world, and they were the last surviving human beings.

This feeling made Ling Zhouyue intoxicated.

Chu Yan also felt that the atmosphere was very strange, and asked:

"Master, what do you think we should do if there are only three living people left in the True Spirit Continent?"

Ling Zhouyue held the bamboo tablet against her chest, as if she had a bamboo card in her chest.

"Of course we will fight to the end!"

Chuyan tentatively asked:

"Who do you choose to fight?"

For Xiao Ran, although he doesn't earn much filial piety from playing cards, it is also an excellent leisure experience for him to use dirty tactics and thousands of tricks to play with his precious master and tool apprentice.

Especially in the night when the rain is pouring and the world is about to fall, this kind of happiness temporarily conceals the tense sense of crisis in my heart.

"I will definitely stay and farm. You two can choose one of you to go out and fight. Even if you die, the remaining one can reproduce with me and leave the last fire for mankind."

Ling Zhouyue and Chu Yan kicked Xiao Ran alone, causing him to vomit blood.

The flickering light of the candle was reflected on the delicate little face, and Chu Yan was flattered that it was rare for her to unite with her master.

"My master and I are the last kindling of mankind."

Ling Zhouyue stared at the big and small ghosts in her hands with a picturesque face.

"Our ending is to fight to the death. The more exciting it is at the end. Only when you are on the verge of death will you know who you are and what kind of animal a human being is. A close comparison with death can set off the beauty of the short remaining life. This is fighting. Essence of the netherworld."

Fighting a landlord will give you a philosophy!

Xiao Ran didn't take it seriously, and put down the bamboo card with his hands.

"you win."

After playing bamboo cards all night, I walked out of the bedroom, and before I knew it, the sun was shining brightly.

Xiao Ran stretched long, ran to the toilet to put some water, and suddenly smelled the tangy aroma of rice outside the window.

Turn around and come to the main hall, and open the door to have a look.

In front of the night golden!

Pieces of wheat awns point directly at the sky, like a knight holding a sword to ask the sky.

The golden ears of wheat are connected into one piece, like a golden ocean, the waves of wheat are undulating, shining with intoxicating golden light.

The eye is the wallpaper!

Stepping into the wheat field, Xiao Ran was immediately surrounded by a golden world, setting off the aroma of wheat, the gentle morning breeze, the sound of breathing wheat waves, and the aura soaking into the skin... It felt like being in a dream, coming to heaven.

The rice fields seem to be much more low-key. The ears of rice are full and the stalks are bent. They are golden and brilliant, just like the morning glow reflected on the joyful faces of farmers.

Five new high-level herbs have been added to the herb field.

Purple rhyme dragon emperor ginseng, cockscomb phoenix sunflower, earth core fire mushroom, red blood dragon grass, yin magic flame grass...

These are living specimen plants. After being planted in the ground and watered with water and fertilizer, they will soon sprout, bloom and bear fruit, and they can be picked directly.

Looking around, Xiao Ran's eyes are full of filial piety.

For full-level brewing, the golden time for harvesting ears of grain is only one day, or several hours to be precise.

Missing this picking time will affect the delicate taste of the wine.

Very metaphysical.

Xiao Ran hurriedly called Chu Yan.

He personally selects the perfect ears of grain for picking.

Chu Yan performed the sewing needle sword technique and was responsible for operating the harvest, accurate to each grain.

Ling Zhouyue pinched her waist and looked at it, feeling that this thing is not difficult, and she also wants to try to select the grain by herself, and drink the wine brewed by herself.

So I tried it with a sword, and almost split the top of the mountain.

She didn't expect that in terms of seed selection, she would not be Chu Yan's opponent, and it would be difficult for her to form a tacit understanding with Xiao Ran.

"Is Sewing Needle's swordsmanship so amazing?"

She didn't believe in evil, and continued to watch Xiao Ran's next brewing process.

She would like to see what kind of magic Xiao Ran used to make the wine so delicious.

Xiao Ran improved the formula this time.