You think I have pure spiritual roots, why are you crying when I am invincible?

Wen Qing returned to the inn alone.

Nothing happened, so I ordered two plates of cheap side dishes to eat while waiting for my junior brother and master to come back.

Xiao Yun was with his master, and Wen Qing was not worried about Xiao Yun's danger.

Soon, the two side dishes Wen Qing asked for came.

A plate of boiled edamame and a plate of stir-fried vegetables.

Although they were just two simple cheap side dishes, Wen Qing still ate them with relish.

Wen Qing was happily eating edamame.

The waiter suddenly brought a plate of crystal pork knuckle and placed it on Wen Qing's table.

Putting down the pork knuckle, the waiter said nothing and turned to leave.

Wen Qing quickly stopped the waiter.

Although her eyes were fixed on the plate of crystal pork knuckle, she said: "Staff, I didn't order this dish. Did you order it wrong?"

The waiter smiled and said, "Girl, this dish is indeed for you."

"But I didn't order it!" Wen Qing swallowed, her eyes still staring at the plate of crystal pork knuckles.

The waiter said: "A gentleman ordered it for you, and the bill has been paid. You can enjoy it with peace of mind, girl."

Only then did Wen Qing reluctantly look away and look at the waiter.

"Did my junior brother order it for me?"

The waiter smiled awkwardly and said, "I'm sorry, miss, I don't know your junior brother."

Wen Qing nodded and said to the waiter: "Okay, I understand, go ahead and do your work."

The waiter responded and left in a hurry.

Wen Qing looked at the crystal elbow on the table with a smile, and was about to reach out to grab it, but suddenly stopped.

That's not right, junior brother and master are together, how could he come over and order food for himself?

Thinking of this, Wen Qing retracted her outstretched hand and looked at the crystal pig knuckle on the table eagerly.

While he was hesitating for a while, the waiter brought out another plate of steamed spiritual fish.

Wen Qing stopped him quickly and said, "Did the young man who ordered the food recognize the wrong person? I don't know him."

The waiter smiled and said: "Girl, when the customer orders the food, we are responsible for serving it. As for your relationship with the young master, if the customer doesn't tell us, we can't ask too much."

Wen Qing frowned and said, "No, you take this dish away, you can't leave it here with me."

The waiter was a little embarrassed now, and immediately said: "Girl, the customer has already paid. If we don't serve the food, we can't afford it when the customers ask questions."

"Then the guest has been designated to be delivered to your table. If you are worried that the young master has recognized the wrong person, why don't you wait until the young master comes and you can ask clearly before you enjoy it."

Wen Qing didn't like to argue with others. The waiter in the shop said so, but she didn't say anything else.

He nodded silently and said, "Okay then."

After a while, the waiter served fourteen more dishes one after another.

Every dish is fragrant and makes people want to eat it.

Including the two plates of side dishes Wen Qing ordered at the beginning, there were a total of sixteen dishes on the table, making the table full.

Wen Qing was eating edamame, her eyes constantly glancing back and forth at the fragrant dishes.

For her, being able to hold back from taking action immediately was even more difficult than Xiao Yun's tribulation.

"My edamame is also delicious. I don't want to eat anything else at all." Wen Qing comforted herself while eating edamame.

But the saliva couldn't help but flow out.

Wen Qing knew that she wouldn't be able to bear it if she sat down again, so she resisted and stood up to go back to her room to sleep.

When you fall asleep, you won't think about these things. There is everything in your dreams.

At this moment, a hearty laughter suddenly came from behind: "Miss Wen Qing, are these dishes not to your liking? Why didn't you use your chopsticks?"

Wen Qing quickly turned around and looked.

The person who came was dressed in white and had a handsome appearance. He was holding a folding fan in his hand and shaking it gently. He was also holding a wine jar in the other hand.

Li Xuan, the holy son of Tianzong.

When Wen Qing saw it was him, she immediately became vigilant and frowned: "Is it you? Did you order all these dishes?"

Li Xuan sat down opposite Wen Qing very naturally, opened the wine jar in his hand, picked up two wine glasses and poured the wine into it, then handed a glass to Wen Qing and said: "I wanted to come to Brother Xiao to have a drink together, but I didn't expect that I just saw Here comes Miss Wen Qing."

"I wonder where Brother Xiao went?"

After hearing that Li Xuan said that he was here to see his junior brother, Wen Qing became less vigilant and said, "My junior brother has something to do with the master and will be back soon."

The corners of Li Xuan's mouth raised slightly.

He had been observing for a long time and saw that Xiao Yun and Fairy Shuiyun were not there, so he came out to talk.

Now that it was confirmed from Wen Qing's mouth, Li Xuan immediately smiled and said: "In that case, then I will wait here for Brother Xiao."

"If Miss Wen Qing doesn't mind, how about we eat together and wait?"

Wen Qing glanced at the dishes on the table, hesitated for a moment, and finally said, "Okay, when my junior brother comes back, I will ask him to give you the money."

Li Xuan smiled and nodded without saying anything.

Wenqing thought that her junior brother would pay anyway, so there was no need for her to be polite to Li Xuan, so she couldn't wait to pick up her chopsticks and start eating.

Seeing Wen Qing eating happily, Li Xuan smiled, picked up the chopsticks and ate every bite.

After Wen Qing tasted every dish, Li Xuan finally said, "Miss Wen Qing, if such a delicious meal is not paired with fine wine, wouldn't it be a waste of resources?"

"Come, try this bowl of beautiful love."

Li Xuan said, pushing the wine bowl in front of Wen Qing.

Wen Qing's mouth was full and she said vaguely: "Crab, I'm not allowed to drink."

Li Xuan smiled slightly and said, "Hey, Miss Wen Qing doesn't know something. Although this beautiful love is wine, it is no different from sweet water."

"It is most delicious when used as an accompaniment to meals. It not only relieves greasiness, but also adds a lot of color to the food. If you don't try it, it will be a great regret in your life."

Wen Qing looked at Li Xuan suspiciously and said, "Really?"

"Miss Wen Qing will know as soon as she tastes it. I, Li Xuan, can vouch for it with my life. As long as you have a taste, I guarantee you will like it. And this is not wine at all, just a drink to accompany the meal."

Wen Qing was dubious, but when she heard how good Li Xuan said the wine was, she couldn't help but want to try it.

Looking at the bright red wine juice in the bowl, Wen Qing finally nodded and said, "Okay, I'll take a sip and see what it tastes like."

Wen Qing swallowed the food in her mouth and carefully picked up the wine bowl in front of her.

I smelled it first, and a light sweetness hit my nostrils.

Then Wen Qing brought the wine bowl to her mouth and took a sip.

It has a smooth mouthfeel, a sweet taste, and is indeed delicious.

Wen Qing put down the wine bowl and said, "You really didn't lie to me. This is indeed sweet water, and it tastes different from wine."

Li Xuan smiled slightly and said: "This is natural. I never like to lie to people, let alone a beauty like a girl."

Wen Qing was a little embarrassed by Li Xuan's explicit praise. She blushed and lowered her head to eat the food, ignoring Li Xuan.

Li Xuan was not in a hurry and patiently accompanied Wen Qing to eat, and encouraged Wen Qing to drink from time to time.

Wen Qing had no doubt that he was there, and the beauty tasted really good, so she drank a lot.

After about a quarter of an hour, Wen Qing felt that her body was a little hot, her cheeks were hot, her mind was dizzy, and Li Xuan in front of her eyes gradually became blurry.

Seeing that it was almost done, Li Xuan asked with a smile: "Miss Wen Qing, I heard Brother Xiao call you Senior Sister... I wonder when Brother Xiao joined your Spirit Sword Sect?"

Wen Qing's eyes gradually became hollow, and she replied dully: "Junior brother joined the Spirit Sword Sect more than a month ago."

Li Xuan frowned when he heard this.

a month ago? When the Spirit Sword Sect started to recruit disciples?

Li Xuan couldn't believe this was true, and subconsciously thought that Wen Qing was lying to him.

It seems that the effect of this beautiful favor has not been fully exerted.

Li Xuan then asked: "What kind of spiritual root does Brother Xiao have?"

"Junior brother is very pitiful, he has mixed spiritual roots."

Li Xuan's brows were already squeezed together. Is this Xiao Yun really a miscellaneous spiritual root?

"What is Brother Xiao's current level of cultivation? Does he hold any position in the Spirit Sword Sect?"

"Junior brother has just condensed the golden elixir. He is our handyman disciple at Xiaozhu Peak..."

Li Xuan was completely confused. A god-forming monk became a handyman disciple?

Isn't this Wen Qing talking crazy things after drinking too much?