Sister takes space and bravely enters the world of cultivation

Fu Ling'er and Wan Qiyuan looked at each other and couldn't help but relax a little. She was happy that Beiming Xianzhen could agree to her words so readily.

Now that Beiming Xianzhen has fulfilled his wish and become the Lord of the Demon Realm, he has the ability to avoid them.

Even though Beiming Xianzhen knew that he could share his cultivation with her, there were still only two of them, her and Wan Qiyuan. If he ignores or underestimates the equal contract with himself and must have trouble with them, he can control himself as long as he controls Wan Qiyuan, and the consequences will not be so easy. Fortunately, Beiming Xianzhen is a good person.

That he could agree to her request without hesitation and treat them who were not as powerful as him as benefactors and friends showed that they had not misjudged the person. This person did not live up to the friendship they spent so much effort to help him, and was worthy of their deep friendship. .

Fu Ling'er and Wan Qiyuan were infinitely grateful. Beiming Xianzhen's approach would save them a lot of trouble in the future, so Fu Ling'er sincerely said to Beiming Xianzhen,

"Then I would like to thank Lord Demon God here. I won't say much else. Everything is in this glass of wine. Come, come, let's drink this glass of wine. May our friendship last forever." After saying that, he stood up and raised his hand. Pick up the wine glass.

"Okay, Miss Ling, please be happy. May our friendship last forever, let's do it." Beiming Xianzhen was infected by Fu Ling'er's heroic spirit. Naturally, he couldn't let go, so he also stood up and raised his wine glass.

"Do it," Wan Qiyuan also stood up, holding the wine glass, and said crisply.

The clinking of the wine glasses made a pleasant crisp sound. The three people raised their necks, and the mellow and soft nectar slid down their throats. It was cool and slightly spicy and left a fragrance on the lips and teeth. In an instant, their heads were refreshed and their emotions were aroused. After drinking a glass of wine, Fu Ling'er flipped his wrist, indicating that not a drop would be left.

"Hahaha, Miss Ling has a good drinker, come again,"

That night, the three of them drank a little too much, one after another, but most of them were Beiming Xianzhen. Fu Ling'er felt dizzy and uncomfortable at the end of the drink, so she secretly took a hangover pill. She soon regained consciousness.

He sat aside and watched Wan Qiyuan and Beiming Xianzhen drinking, and stayed with Beiming Xianzhen until the end. Because he was drunk until the end. And when he was drunk, his personality was somewhat subverted, and he thought that he was a modest gentleman, and he should be a quiet and handsome man even when he was drunk.

But the reality is that he didn't go to bed when he was drunk. Instead, he shouted excitedly. He put one foot on the chair, pointed at the sky with one hand, and kept scolding Bei Mingkun that he was not a human being. , being so arrogant that his life would be worse than death. After scolding him, he drank another drink, and then talked about how good and happy he felt now. He drank another drink, and then said loudly that he was grateful to her and Wan Qiyuan, thanking them for pulling him out of hell and being able to be with them. Being friends is a blessing cultivated in the previous life.

Wan Qiyuan also shook his head and drank Ling'er Ling'er with a big tongue. His wine was pretty good and he didn't make any noise. Even when Beiming Xianzhen pulled him up to drink, he said implicitly that he didn't want to drink. Drink, Linger will be angry.

Fu Ling'er looked at them, one big and the other big. She originally thought that the chance of meeting Beiming Xianzhen in the future was very slim. In addition, Beiming Xianzhen had to avenge his great revenge, so she should vent her emotions freely. Drinking was the best way. She was relaxed and even more relaxed when she had friends to drink with her. She didn't expect that they would give her such a big surprise.

At the end of the quarrel, Fu Ling'er snatched their wine glasses and prevented them from drinking any more. She immediately ordered the attendants to carry Beiming Xianzhen back to the dormitory. Seeing him being carried away, she stuffed a sobering pill into Wanqiyuan's In the mouth. Then he supported him and walked back to their room.

By the time he entered the room, Wan Qiyuan had already sobered up. Thinking of his rude behavior just now, he felt a little embarrassed. How many years had he not been drunk?

"Ling'er, I..." Wan Qiyuan felt a little awkward and wanted to tell Ling'er that he would never get drunk again, even if he did, he would only drink briefly.

"It's okay, your wine is very good, but alcohol is very harmful to the body, so it's right to drink less,"

"Yeah, I get it,"

Then the two of them fled to Canglanxuan, and when they came out half a month later, it was already late at night. They planned to leave quietly.

Parting is always sad, and the scene was somewhat depressing, so Fu Ling'er didn't want to say goodbye to Beiming Xianzhen. Anyway, their affairs in the demon world had come to an end, and it was time to go back. The next moment Fu Ling'er summoned Xiaoyu,

"Xiaoyu, come out, we want to go home!"

Early the next morning, when the attendant came to report to Beiming Xianzhen, there were no traces of the two nobles in the side hall. Beiming Xianzhen, who was still a little dazed, suddenly woke up and got up quickly, going to see if what the attendant said was true. But when he put on his shoes, he remembered what they said last night. If they wanted to say goodbye, they left without saying goodbye. They must have left secretly because they didn't want to experience the sadness of parting, and maybe he didn't want to either.

As a true friend, you can talk when you have something to do, don't disturb anything, just keep it in your heart, and then quietly look forward to the day when we meet again, and drink and talk happily again.

That's fine, Beiming Xianzhen thought it through, and no longer obsessed with their departure.

On the Diannian Continent, on the outskirts of Tiandu City, the rising sun emits dazzling light, reflecting on the spacious stone road, refracting dazzling lights that make people close their eyes subconsciously. Fu Ling'er puts a hand on The forehead is blocked from the dazzling sunlight in front of my eyes, but the warm sunlight is very comfortable and pleasant on my body, hey! It's another sunny day.

It is two to three hundred meters away from the city gate, with green mountains behind it. A wide stone road at the foot extends all the way to the city gate. This is a main road, and pedestrians come and go here in a hurry every day.

Fu Ling'er and Wan Qiyuan were walking on the familiar stone road, leisurely as if they were shopping. When they came out, the space crack was in the mountain forest behind them. At this time, they had just reached the edge of the mountain and stepped onto the stone road. They were not in a hurry. Back at Qiankun Auction House, the two of them had not taken such a leisurely walk for a long time.

Fu Ling'er had been running around for a while. Although the two of them went to practice, they didn't have much time to relax like this. In addition, they hadn't been back for a long time, so they had to feel the long-lost relaxation and comfort. feel.

"It's better to be here, the air is fragrant," Fu Ling'er couldn't help but sigh.

"Haha, the fragrance is also the fragrance of Soulless Island. If you miss home so much, let's go back quickly? Give Qian Ming and the others a surprise,"

"No rush, let's go to the auction house first to find out if anything major has happened in Tiandu City recently?"

Wan Qiyuan's heart sank when he heard what Fu Ling'er said. Yes, he had not forgotten to follow the tail behind Ling'er.

Ling'er's movement through the ghost world, different dimensions, and demon world prevented them from even seeing their shadows. I wonder what the situation is now? Have you found Tiandu City? Wan Qiyuan couldn't help but frown.