late night bistro

stop, stop fighting

Truly an omnipotent God.

Jiang Qiubai has always felt that the tavern is not his golden finger, but Mo Ying is.

Well-deserved humanoid plug-in ah.

Thinking of this, he chirped and gave Mo Ying a hello.

After discussing the matter, the two old people decided to leave the next morning, and they were ready to go back to pack their luggage after eating.

For this reason, Mo Ying took out another universe bag, "Grandpa, use the universe bag to store your luggage, it's more convenient."

Jiang Su wasn't polite to Mo Ying either. Although Mo Ying was a god and had a very noble status, isn't Mo Ying his grandson's boyfriend now?

According to his seniority, Mo Ying could afford to call him Grandpa.

Cough cough, but forget it, he is afraid of losing his life.

Jiang Qiubai looked at the Qiankun bag, but teased a few words, "Why do you make this Qiankun bag like a wholesale?"

This is a Qiankun bag, a legendary miracle, and it has the same status as the body space, but now their tavern is almost full of a Qiankun bag.

When did Qiankun bags become so worthless?

"When I went back to Xianjing a few days ago, I asked the craftsman's family to make a few more for me with a few bottles of wine." Mo Ying said, "The Qiankun bag is really worthless in Xianjing, basically the same as yours. Cell phones are a reason."

It's true, these gods are all fairy-like, and if they want to go out or something, it doesn't seem to suit their temperament to bring a big bag of luggage.

Jiang Qiubai thought inopportunely, if he could take out the Qiankun bag and sell it for money, the whole world would flock to it, and then he could really lie on the bed and count the money, hehe.

But this universe bag is too mysterious, it is impossible to take it out and sell it.

Jiang Qiubai felt that he had missed a lot of billions.

In the evening, by coincidence, the Empress and Ah Qing both came, and Jiang Qiubai also happened to inform the two of them that this time they would go to Xianjing to stay for a week, and asked them to contact Tongjing if they had anything to do.

As for Ke Ke and Yan Shen, Ke Ke is still on his way, and he will take revenge later. During this time, there are other mermaids around him.

So when Ke Ke used the bronze mirror to report his safety, he said that he would not come here for the time being.

And Yan Shen came to the tavern, the biggest reason was to see Ke Ke, Ke Ke couldn't come, and he didn't have a reason to come, did he come to drink vodka?

After the notification was in place, Jiang Qiubai first sent the two old people back to ancient times the next day.

To put it bluntly, the era of Lord Ling is more similar to the prosperous Tang Dynasty in Chinese history, the folk customs are more open, and there are not so many restrictions on ordinary people and businessmen.

Even Qu Shuling has been doing good deeds and accumulating virtue for decades, and now he can be regarded as a prestigious Confucian businessman in Fucheng, not to mention that he donated grain seeds last year, and even opened a store, and the fabrics he bought are very cheap It is durable and very popular among ordinary people.

Up to now, everyone in the city will say that Master Qu is a kind person.

As soon as Qu Shuling and Jiang Su entered the city, someone recognized Qu Shuling.

"Master Qu, where did you go without saying a word?"

"Yo, Master Qu is back, who is next to you?"

"Master Qu, if you don't come back these few months, we will miss you."

..

It's been a long time since I came back, and Qu Shuling also misses it a bit. Although the modern life is good, and his brother Su is by his side, this is after all his hometown where he has lived for decades.

Qu Shuling smiled elegantly, and bowed his hands politely towards everyone, "I went to visit friends in the south, this is my old friend..."

His tone is calm and unhurried, which is quite different from his appearance in modern times when he never leaves his body with alcohol and tobacco.

Jiang Su also imitated Qu Shuling's way to greet these ancient people.

Not to mention, it still looks decent.

Jiang Qiubai and Mo Ying, who sent them back invisibly, accompanied them into the gate of the Qu Mansion, watched Qu Shuling's adopted sons come to kowtow and offer tea, and then left with peace of mind.

"Second Grandpa will live in ancient times for two months, I'm really worried." After Jiang Qiubai left, he still couldn't help nagging Mo Ying.

Mo Ying hugged Jiang Qiubai, "There is a bronze mirror, don't worry, it's time for you to go back to the Immortal Palace with this deity."

Jiang Qiubai didn't hesitate, he packed a few pieces of luggage and followed Mo Ying into the gate of the Immortal Palace.

It's been a while since Jiang Qiubai said he didn't want to come, but as soon as he landed, his freshness came again.

"I'm going to wander around the fairy palace alone, you can send the wine to Linyuan."

"Just use the sound transmission talisman to tell him to come." Mo Ying didn't bother to make this trip, "This deity will accompany you for a stroll."

Jiang Qiubai did not refuse.

Mo Ying's Immortal Palace is very large, and Mo Ying didn't come back much during this period, but there was no dust in the Immortal Palace, and everything he went was clean.

Jiang Qiubai took off his shoes and walked around in the fairy palace, his feet were still clean.

When I came last time, I was so focused on dating that I didn't even notice these details.

Mo Ying seemed to see Jiang Qiubai's doubts, "The Immortal Palace's geographical material is special. Apart from not growing any grass, it is also spotless."

"This is amazing." Jiang Qiubai sighed, "It seems that it doesn't matter if there are no flowers and plants."

Mo Ying had a smile on his eyebrows, as long as the little boss likes his fairy palace, otherwise he has to find a way to find another suitable place to build the fairy palace.

Thinking of the tens of thousands of years in the future, they would spend most of their time in this fairy palace, and Mo Ying felt his heart burn.

This is the taste of love, wanting to be bound with this person forever and ever, and blend into the flesh and blood.

Mo Ying looked at the happy look of the little boss, stepped forward in two steps, and picked him up, "The little boss hasn't forgotten what he promised to the deity before."

Jiang Qiubai's Adam's apple rolled, his body temperature gradually rose, but he was a little bit ashamed in his emotions.

"Little Boss." Mo Ying pressed the tip of Jiang Qiubai's nose against Jiang Qiubai's, neither urging him nor saying anything, just calling Little Boss or his name over and over again.

After a long time, Jiang Qiubai gave him a response.

Between the ups and downs of the spacious nephrite bed, the two of them were in a daze, and at the same time they both felt that they seemed to have forgotten something important.

A stream of light flashed.

At the gate of the Immortal Palace, Linyuan, the god of war riding a unicorn, turned black to carbon.

He received the sound transmission from Mo Ying, and he solved the matter in hand without stopping. Thinking of the fine wine in the mortal world, he was afraid that he would drink too much, so he didn't fly over the clouds, and rode over directly on the unicorn.

Did not expect ah did not expect.

He was stopped outside the fairy palace again.

After all, he is a person who has experienced it. Not only does the Immortal Palace have the restrictions it has always had, but it also has several sound insulation techniques. The outside sound cannot be heard inside, and the inside sound cannot be heard outside.

You don't need to think about it to know what Mo Ying is doing now.

Tsk tsk tsk, Mo Ying Shangshen, who used to be invulnerable to the dust, has finally entered the world of mortals.

Lin Yuan originally wanted to go back home, but when he thought about the delicious wine that he hadn't drunk, and thought that it would not take much time to do that, he wanted to avoid making an extra trip.

He decided to wait just outside Asgard.

As a result, the wait was two hours.

Lin Yuan's face became even darker, that guy Mo Ying ran to the Yao Wang's mansion so frequently a while ago, could it be that he took some shameless medicine from the Yao Wang?

Tsk, Boss Jiang is a mortal, can he stand up to that fellow Mo Ying?

But it's beyond his control.

After another half an hour, the sound insulation technique was withdrawn, and Mo Ying soon came out.

It's just that the satisfied look on his face is too much to be beaten.

"Sorry for keeping you waiting." Mo Ying's tone was still somewhat hoarse, "I was in a hurry just now, and I forgot you for a while."

临渊气的牙痒，这墨影有了爱人之后，虽然更有人情味了，但是真的太欠揍了，气得他一拳就给墨影挥了过去，随之祭出了自己的武器.

Mo Ying raised his eyebrows slightly, raised his sword to fight.

Jiang Qiubai waited in the inner hall, but when the two of them came back, he was slightly puzzled and wanted to go out to have a look.

There are many mountains and hills in the Immortal Palace, and when he finally reached the gate of the Immortal Palace, when he looked up, he saw Mo Ying and Lin Yuan fighting in a dim light.

This scene can be called an epic level battle, which cannot be achieved by special effects in modern fantasy dramas.

Jiang Qiubai: ".." What does this mean?Why did they start fighting all of a sudden?

After observing carefully for a while, Jiang Qiubai became a little speechless. Although he didn't know much about mana and swordsmanship, he could see that the two of them were just sparring, and their swords were always pointing.

After fighting for so long, neither of them was hurt at all.

You can even take the time to choke each other a few words.

"Mo Ying, this god of war is going to do justice for the heavens today, and destroy you, a person who values ​​sex and despises friends."

"Coincidentally, this deity also wants to destroy you, the person who disturbs the love of husband and wife."

..

Jiang Qiubai: ".."

It always feels like elementary school students fighting, are these gods so childish?

Although Jiang Qiubai also guessed why the two suddenly started fighting, he still felt hot in his ears.

Isn't it because he was so emotional when he was so excited, he pestered Mo Ying twice more.

Cough, but it's really not kind to make people wait for Linyuan for so long.

Seeing the two fighting more and more, even Bai Ze and Qilin joined the fight, Jiang Qiubai finally couldn't stand it anymore.

"Stop, don't fight anymore."

Mo Ying: ".." This sentence seems familiar, why can't I remember it all of a sudden.

Seeing that Mo Ying was distracted, Lin Yuan stopped fighting.

This is just a sparring between friends, no one really wants to make any problems.

However, he hadn't fought against Mo Ying for thousands of years, and he felt more and more that Mo Ying's strength was bottomless. Just now, he suddenly wondered, if Mo Ying fought him with all his strength, would he be able to take Mo Ying's ten moves? .

It's difficult, but it's not sure, anyway, he is a veritable god of war in Xianjing.

"Sister-in-law, don't blame me." After a hearty fight, Lin Yuan's anger disappeared. Originally, he and Jiang Qiubai had a good chat, so they got a little closer and called out sister-in-law.

Jiang Qiu's ears were hot, but before he could say anything urgently, Mo Ying landed firmly beside him.

Immediately, he snorted coldly, "Who is your sister-in-law? Call Brother to listen first."

Jiang Qiubai: "..." Oops, why is their god getting more and more childish.

Lin Yuan: ".." Mo Ying must have been taken away by something, right?

There was a little silence in the air.

In the end, Jiang Qiubai stood up, "You don't need to call me sister-in-law or anything. We are all friends. We call you by name. Boss Jiang or Xiaobai will do."

Lin Yuan cupped his hands, "You're still Xiaobai, tsk, I really don't know why you like Mo Ying."

Mo Ying gave him a blank look, pulled the little boss, and made invisible intimacy, "I just agreed to make a drink for me, is it ready? I'm a little thirsty after a fight."

Jiang Qiubai: ".." Didn't this come to see you fight?

"Ahem." Jiang Qiubai said embarrassedly: "Linyuan, this time I brought a lot of fine wine, so I'll have a good drink tonight."

Lin Yuan's eyes lit up: "Then respect is worse than obedience."

The wine table has been set up long ago. Besides the wine, there are also many delicacies packed by Jiang Qiubai.

Mo Ying doesn't drink, Jiang Qiubai and Lin Yuan both know, and they won't persuade Mo Ying to drink, this is the respect that should be given to each other as lovers and friends.

The drinkers were Jiang Qiubai and Lin Yuan, and Mo Ying drank Jiang Qiubai's special drink, um, sweet.

This time I brought a lot of wine, red wine, beer, white wine, foreign wine, cocktails... everything, most of them were taken from the warehouse of the tavern, and a small part was high-end goods bought from outside. Jiang Qiubai felt that his drinking capacity was average. He poured himself beer.

But Lin Yuan wanted to try everything, so Jiang Qiubai opened a bottle of everything for him first.

"Xiaobai is grand." Holding the wine glass, Linyuan shook Jiang Qiubai's glass, and said with emotion: "Except for the last time, I can't remember how many years I haven't had a good time with others."

Jiang Qiubai replied, "Then let's have a good drink today. If you don't finish it, you can take it away. If you like it, I will bring it to you next time."

Lin Yuan is rippling, he has no other hobbies for thousands of years, he likes to drink a few cups.

Fine nectar and jade liquid are good, but ordinary fine wine has a special flavor.

One is a tavern owner, and the other loves to drink. This meeting is not as polite and alienated as last time. It is more like an old friend who hit it off and exchanged drinks.

There was only Mo Ying left, with a cold face, holding a drink cup.

He watched the two of them fight for wine, and couldn't help but fell into deep thought. Is this wine really that delicious?

After thinking about it for a while, he stretched out his tentative paw.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Jiang Qiu immediately took the glass of wine over, "You don't like to drink, and you can't drink, so don't drink, you must try everything."

Although Mo Ying, who has been drinking, is somewhat stubborn and cute, but Jiang Qiubai knows that Mo Ying hates alcohol in his heart.

Mo Ying never stopped him from drinking, but since that time, he never thought of giving Mo Ying a drink again.

Jiang Qiubai continued, "You don't have to choose to accept what you don't like because of me."

The tone is so gentle that it almost drowns people.

There was a smile on Mo Ying's lips, "I just listen to you."

"That's right." Jiang Qiubai was satisfied, "If you don't like the current drink, I can make you a new one."

"Then it will be hard for the little boss." Mo Ying drank the drink in his hand in one gulp, "Please make me a cup with a sour taste this time, little boss."

Jiang Qiubai agreed. After being together for so long, he certainly knows the taste of Mo Ying. Sweet is his favorite, and he also likes the slightly sweet and sour taste.

There are all the tools for bartending, and it is just right for making drinks. When you need ice cubes, just let Mo Ying cast a spell to condense the water into ice.

How convenient.

Drinking the sweet ice wine, Lin Yuan always felt his teeth sore, and the appetizers in front of him tasted like dog food.

Tsk tsk tsk, the air is full of the sour smell of love.

snort!

Jiang Qiubai mixed a drink for Mo Ying, then clinked glasses with Lin Yuan apologetically.

Lin Yuan is a guest, so it's not easy for him to neglect guests.

I am used to being comfortable in the tavern, and my friends have long been used to the awkwardness between them, and I don't think there is anything wrong with it, and occasionally I will joke a few words with them.

But Lin Yuan is different, he is full of plans, and this is the second time he and Lin Yuan have met.

Lin Yuan waved his hand, indicating that it didn't matter, held up his glass, and said that if he was not drunk today, he would not return home.

Jiang Qiubai naturally agreed, filled his own glass again, and clinked a full glass with Lin Yuan steadily.

Sometimes, it feels good to drink too much.

The atmosphere was good, Jiang Qiubai thought that he would live here for a long time in the future, and he would make more friends. It was rare for him and Lin Yuan to chat, so he couldn't hold back and drank a few more glasses.

Later, I switched from beer to foreign wine.

Lin Yuan said that he would not return if he was not drunk, but Jiang Qiubai was drunk and he was still sober, "Mo Ying, you little boss can't drink well."

"Mo Ying, don't shake it." Jiang Qiubai blushed, "I'm dizzy if you shake it."

Mo Ying: ".."

In the tavern before, he had seen the little boss get drunk, but basically he just went to bed without making any noise. What happened today?

Jiang Qiubai burped, "You change my clothes."

Mo Ying raised his eyebrows, "For what?"

"Change to a smaller skirt." Jiang Qiubai smacked his lips until he was tongue-tied, "Come on, come on, last time I saw Keke wearing a skirt, I want to try it too."

Mo Ying: ".."

Before he had time to react, Jiang Qiubai sat on him, "When the time comes, the skirt can be opened and you can directly... um..."

Mo Ying quickly covered Jiang Qiubai's mouth, looking at Lin Yuan who had a teasing face on the opposite side, he also felt a little embarrassed.

"I'll send him back to rest first."

Lin Yuan waved his hand, "It's getting late, Xiaobai is asleep, I should go back too, facing you, I can't drink, I will come to Xiaobai for a drink next time."

Mo Ying hugged Jiang Qiubai, looked at the little face flushed from drinking in his arms leaning obediently on his shoulder, his eyes softened a bit.

He said to Linyuan: "Wait for a moment, I have something to ask."

Lin Yuan raised his eyes, he seemed to have thought of something, and looked at Mo Ying in disbelief, "Are you serious?"

"What's serious?" Jiang Qiubai shook his head and wanted to join in the fun.

Mo Ying pushed him back, "Be good, go to bed first, and tell you when you wake up."

"Oh!" Jiang Qiubai was obedient for a second, "Then you have to hug me to sleep."

"it is good."

As soon as the words fell, Mo Ying hugged the person, disappeared into the inner hall, and returned to the sleeping hall, leaving only Lin Yuan holding the wine glass, looking deeply at the moon rising outside the window.

After drinking, Mo Ying didn't give him a bath, anyway, he had already washed him in the afternoon, so he gave him a cleansing technique and changed into soft pajamas.

"Sleep well."

Jiang Qiubai emerged half of his head from under the quilt, frowning like an orange cat watching secretly, "Aren't you sleeping?"

"Sleep." Mo Ying coaxed him, "I'm going to send Lin Yuan away first, and I'll be right back."

Jiang Qiubai seemed to think for a while, then nodded, "Then come back early, I'll wait for you."

Mo Ying nodded, leaned over and kissed Jiang Qiubai's lips, then raised his finger to touch Jiang Qiubai's brow.

Immediately, Jiang Qiubai, who wanted to say something more, instantly fell into a deep sleep.

When Mo Ying returned to the inner hall, Lin Yuan was still drinking one cup after another, Mo Ying didn't urge him, and just sat down quietly at the side.

Lin Yuan looked at Mo Ying, raised his glass, "Really don't want to come?"

"No." After Mo Ying finished speaking, he took a sip of the drink that the little boss made for him.

Lin Yuan clicked his tongue, "I really don't know if I'm drunk or you are out of your mind right now."

Mo Ying didn't speak.

Lin Yuan looked at him and sighed, love is really the most elusive thing in the world.

From today when he swung his fist, Mo Ying received it, and then fought again. Mo Ying's every move was testing his strength, so he felt a little weird.

At this moment, he was specially asked to stay.

"For a mortal, is it worth it?" Lin Yuan seemed to be asking Mo Ying, but also seemed to be recalling.

"It's worth it, he's worth it."

Lin Yuan snorted, "Thousands of years ago, you also asked me the question just now, and my answer was the same as yours, but the result..."

It turned out to be a scam from beginning to end.

love?Of course he loved, otherwise he would not be willing to endure the pain of dismemberment for that "mortal".

hate it?Of course he hated it, otherwise he wouldn't have interrupted that person's meridians and imprisoned him forever.

Perhaps Mo Ying's luck is better than his. What Mo Ying met was a real mortal, a kind-hearted, kind and lovely mortal.

Even if he only met Jiang Qiubai twice, he still felt that this person was a real friend worth making.

"Don't regret it? Are you not afraid?" Lin Yuan asked again, "Even if you can bear the pain of dissecting a fairy bone, but after half a pair of fairy bones are dissected, your magic power..."

As he spoke, he raised his hand, and blue flames swirled in his palm, "You tried it today, even though I got the fairy bone back, but my mana is not as good as it was at the peak."

Mo Ying sneered, "It's not as good as the peak moment, isn't it because you have been living in the mansion for thousands of years and slackened your cultivation?"

Lin Yuan: "...can you save me some face?"

"What face do you have in front of me?" Mo Ying looked at Lin Yuan coldly, "Thousands of years ago, when I was drunk, you did the embarrassing thing, and I took the blame."

Lin Yuan: ".. What pot? What did I do?"

That incident back then was indeed very strange. He drank too much and couldn't remember clearly. He only knew that after he sobered up, it was unknown why Mo Ying said that he was lonely in the Immortal Palace and that he was still a virgin after living for tens of thousands of years.

Before he could figure it out, Mo Ying beat those tongue-twisting immortals half to death, and there were also a few immortals who were usually talkative, and their cultivation base almost fell to the ground.

Later, he closed the God of War Mansion, and Mo Ying also returned to the Immortal Palace, staying behind closed doors. The events of that year became more and more confusing.

Listening to the meaning of Mo Ying's words now, what did he do back then, and finally Mo Ying recited it for him?

hiss!There was no need for Mo Ying to lie to him, so what did he do back then?

Why do you suddenly feel a little sorry for Mo Ying?

Guilt was written all over Lin Yuan's face.

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