After transmigrating into Sword Spirit: The villain obediently comes to my bowl

Zhu Qingqing gently untied the lid, an intoxicating aroma of wine spread in the bamboo courtyard, her eyes shone slightly, her heart was pounding: Did I succeed?

Dongfang Yu smelled the intoxicating aroma of wine, a strange color flashed in his black eyes, and he was a little puzzled: the aroma of this wine seemed to be more fascinating than before.

The light in Zhu Qingqing's eyes was brighter than the stars, and she carefully poured out a few cups of Zi Zhu Zui Shen Brew.

The color of Purple Bamboo Drunken God Brew is as clear as mountain spring water on the top of a snow-capped mountain, crystal clear without any impurities.

Zhu Qingqing stared at Zi Zhu's drunken brew with fascination, and rejoiced in her heart: After three failures, she finally succeeded.

She picked up the spirit wine cup, took a small bite, and before she had time to taste the taste of the Zizhu drunken wine, she wobbled into her original form.

Zi Huanyan quickly hugged it in his arms, looked at its drunken green eyes, and said helplessly: "Brother Yu, Jinghong, Qingqing is drunk!"

Jinghong picked up the wine glass in his hand, and looked at Zizhu's drunken wine in surprise, "Qingqing only took a sip, and she was drunk back to her original shape. This wine really lived up to the name she gave it."

She took a sip lightly, the wine was mellow and fragrant, and she couldn't help thinking in her heart: I didn't expect Qingqing to like wine so much, but her drinking capacity is so small.

An unknown light flashed in Dongfang Yu's black eyes, he picked up the purple bamboo wine in his hand, parted his thin lips lightly, and the wine entered his throat.

His eyes were shining with stars, and he couldn't help but admire: "Good wine!"

Drank the wine in the cup, squinted his eyes enjoying it, and was very happy in his heart: there are Bodhi fruit and ice fruit in the wine...

Because the brewing was very successful this time, the names complement each other, Zizhu Drunken Brew, a well-deserved divine wine.

The light flickered in his hand, and a colorful gourd appeared in his hand.

Gently pull off the lid, lightly tap the bottom of the small gourd with your index finger, a burst of white light flickers, and the purple bamboo is intoxicated, turning into a water jet and being sucked into the colorful small gourd.

Dongfang Yu reached out to take it, and Jinghong drank half of the wine in his hand.

Looking at Zi Huan with a happy mood, he said: "This time, the Zizhu Zui Shen Brew you brewed was very successful. The effect of the Bodhi God Fruit is different from that in Fengyun Continent. Qingqing brewed the divine wine."

Zi Huan's purple eyes flickered, he looked at Dongfang Yu in surprise, and asked excitedly: "Brother Yu, is it true? Zizhu Zui Shen Jiu is a divine wine?"

Dongfang Yu nodded seriously and gave him an affirmative answer.

"Qingqing's current cultivation level, after taking a sip of Zijin Zizhu Drunken Spirit Brew, she might be drunk for two days, so take good care of her.

When she wakes up, tell her that I will take Zizhu Drunken Spirit away. "

Zi Huan hugged Zhu Qingqing tightly in his arms, "It's Brother Yu, take Qingqing to rest first."

The light in Dongfang Yu's hand flickered, and the Yiling bamboo tube was intoxicated, floating in front of Zi Huan.

A pleasant voice sounded. "When Qingqing wakes up, give her this barrel of Zizhu Zuishenjiu as a souvenir."

Zi Huan put away the spiritual bamboo tube in front of him, thinking of Zhu Qingqing's happy face when he woke up, he couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips.

"I see, Brother Yu."

Turning around and leaving, holding the drunk Zhu Qingqing to rest...

Jinghong's cheeks were flushed, and he looked at Dongfang Yu with hazy eyes.

Complaining softly: "Ayu, don't turn around, I can't even see your face clearly."

Dongfang Yu's lips curled into a slight smile, and he said dotingly: "Jinghong, you're drunk."

Jinghong shook his head, blinked his moist eyes and said: "Ayu, I'm not drunk, I only drank half a cup of Zizhu Zuishinou, I have a good capacity for alcohol, how could I get drunk?"

Dongfang Yu stretched out his slender and beautiful index finger, and lightly touched the tip of Jinghong's nose, his voice was full of smiles.

"Qingqing brewed the divine wine this time, Zizhu Drunken Immortal Brew, which was very successful. With your current cultivation, a small cup can make you drunk for a day and a night. Fortunately, you only drank half a cup, and you will be fine tomorrow."

Jinghong pursed his rosy mouth, blinked his eyes, and said aggrievedly: "Ayu, I'm obviously not drunk. If you don't believe me, I can still tell you a story. I'll tell you a long, long story."

Dongfang Yu put his arms around her waist to prevent her from accidentally falling.

Because Jinghong was drunk, her voice was a little soft, and she leaned against Dongfang Yu's arms, "Once upon a time there was a mountain, and there was a temple in the mountain, and there was an old monk in the temple, and the old monk told stories to the young monk, there used to be a mountain... "

Looking at Jinghong's cute appearance, Dongfang Yu couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, the affection in his eyes was as deep as the sea, and he couldn't bear to interrupt Jinghong's thoughts.

Da Heng gently picked him up, walked towards their bamboo house, and strolled along the quiet path in Xiangsi Valley.

A thought flashed in Dongfang Yu's mind. He hoped that this road would have no end. Holding the baby in his arms, he kept walking...

Jinghong is the treasure given to him by fate, holding the well-behaved Jinghong in his arms is like owning the whole world.

……

Time slips away inadvertently, Jinghong has been drunk for more than ten days, during these ten days, Dongfang Yu and Wannian Bingcuianlian have become friends.

Dongfang Yu and Han Lingxiao were competing under the peach blossom tree. One was dressed in white like snow, and the other was dressed in red like fire.One white and one red are hidden among the peach blossoms, flickering and moving non-stop, and the sound of swords colliding can be heard from time to time...

Shangguan Fei sat on the chair and said curiously: "Jinghong, I don't know if Brother Yu will win? Brother Han's cultivation is at the peak of the god-human realm."

Jinghong's gaze followed Dongfang Yu all the time, and he said with a smile, "I believe in Ayu."

Liu Qianqian rested her chin on her hands, her talking eyes were curved, "I think Wannian ice face will win."

Han Lingruo's clear water eyes blinked, "I think Brother Yu and my eldest brother will be evenly matched."

Jinghong and Liu Qianqian looked at her at the same time, and said in unison: "Why?"

Han Lingruo said mysteriously: "No reason, big brother, the current cultivation base is at the peak of God-human realm, and his strength is powerful.

Although Brother Yu's performance is in the middle stage of the god-human realm, it is obvious that his cultivation base is not directly proportional to his strength.

For so many years, no one has been able to fight so closely with the cultivation base of the middle stage of the god-human realm and the peak of the god-human realm.

I guess it should be because Brother Yu's swordsmanship is mysterious and can be challenged by leaps and bounds. "

Shangguan Fei picked up a cup of spiritual tea, and stared at Dongfang Yu and Han Lingxiao closely with his long and narrow eyes.

He had an intuition that Brother Yu would win, but how could it be possible?You know, there is only a small difference between the peak of the god-human realm and the middle stage of the god-human realm.

But the strength is very different. Generally speaking, ten middle-stage god-human realms are not opponents at the peak of the god-human realm.

Take him as an example, under Han Lingxiaoxiao's sword, he only persisted for a stick of incense.

Looking at the two who are still fighting, Dongfang Yu's footsteps are still leisurely and complacent, the sword in his hand is shining brightly, and there is no sign of falling into a disadvantage.

Han Ling Xiaoyue was even more shocked when he hit his heart: Dongfang Yu and his cultivation base were a little different, and the divine power in his dantian was going all out without holding back, but he didn't take advantage of it.

Dongfang Yu's black eyes are shining, and the Snow Sword in his hand, from the Four Seasons Reincarnation swordsmanship to the Piaomiao swordsmanship, is displaying the Thirteen Swords of Shocking Hong...

As the sparring time got longer and longer, he had a general understanding of the cultivators in the Lower God Realm, the middle stage of the God-Man Mirror, and the peak God-Man Realm.