The fairy is fierce

In the middle of the night, Macheng County turned into a dark ghost town, and the only sounds that could be heard were the rustle of rain and the sound of distant waves.

In the small courtyard, the rich aroma of meat filled the air, and the quality of the bacon delivered was not bad. Just boiling it in water and sprinkling some salt was enough to whet the appetites of the two hungry people.

Zuo Lingquan filled a large basin with water to cook meat, placed it on the table in the main room, and brought over a full pot of brown rice.

This much food is enough for dozens of ordinary people to eat, and even two people's stomachs can't fit in it.

But the physique of a person in cultivation cannot be inferred by common sense. The strength of a person does not come out of thin air. The stomach is equivalent to a medicine furnace. Normally, after eating all the grains, the first bowl may be absorbed before the second bowl is eaten. Clean.

Although there was no problem after eating, Zuo Lingquan put a large pot of rice in front of his eyes, and was still slightly shocked. The concubine's physical reserves were much higher than his. This little thing was still not enough. She really needed to be full. To eat, the Dowager Empress probably had to eat two cows for one meal.

Thinking of this, Zuo Lingquan was a little lucky that the two of them were practicing Taoism, otherwise the man would be worried to death for a wife who had such a big appetite but still didn't gain weight.

Of course, Zuo Lingquan would not dare to say this to his face.

After scooping a bowl of rice for the dumplings and placing it on the table, Zuo Lingquan took the bowl and came to the desk.

Shangguan Lingye was extremely focused when working, and occasionally recalled carefully to determine whether the method could be implemented here, or to skip things that should not appear to avoid bringing disaster to the world.

Smelling the aroma of rice, Shangguan Lingye felt that he was hungry, but he never had the habit of stopping midway when doing things, so he said softly:

"You eat first, just leave some for me."

Shangguan Lingye didn't move. Zuo Lingquan was eating the delicious food alone. Seeing Shangguan Lingye's mouth was idle, he picked up a piece of boiled meat and brought it to her red lips:

"Let's eat something to fill our stomach first. I'm so hungry that I'm so hungry. I think my wife is about the same."

"...?"

Shangguan Lingye looked at the chopsticks in front of him, his eyes slightly widened. Seeing Zuo Lingquan retracting without understanding, she took a breath and raised her eyes to look at Zuo Lingquan:

"Do you think I'm a dumpling? Do you have to be fed when you eat?"

"grumble?"

Tuanzi, who had his head buried in the rice bowl, raised his head when he heard the sound. Seeing that neither of them paid attention to it, he continued to work on his rice.

Seeing this, Zuo Lingquan took his chopsticks back:

"I just saw that the empress didn't have any time on her hands, so I just wanted to help you."

Shangguan Lingye sighed, put down the golden hairpin in his hand, stood up and walked towards the table:

"I want you to feed me. I won't be able to finish it tomorrow morning. There are not enough boards. You can find a few pieces tomorrow and carve the rest tomorrow."

"OK……"

Zuo Lingquan put away the wooden board and placed the bowl in front of Shangguan Lingye. He sat on the opposite side and began to work hard.

There are candles in the small window, men and women eating and drinking.

The two people, whose clothes and environment were completely different, may have never thought that one day they would sit together and spend a good night like this.

Shangguan Lingye behaved grandly, even if he chewed slowly and slowly, he did not show the shyness of his younger daughter, but showed a different kind of elegance.

Perhaps because he thought it was tasteless, Shangguan Lingye glanced at the two small wine jars beside the wall.

Lu Chen brought the wine jar together, and it only weighed four kilograms in total.

Seeing this, Zuo Lingquan took the wine jar over, opened the seal, and poured a bowl for Shangguan Lingye.

The yellow wine brewed by local methods is turbid in color and not very good in taste. In the past, not even Zuo Lingquan would have laid eyes on Shangguan Lingye.

But as Zuo Lingquan said, the taste of wine never lies in the wine, but in the environment.

Shangguan Lingye picked up the wine bowl, touched it with Zuo Lingquan, covered his face with his sleeve and took a sip, and tasted it slightly:

"Hmm... Not bad. It tastes better than the fine wines stored in Dayan Palace."

Zuo Lingquan took a sip and said with a smile: "Things are rare and valuable. Wine is brewed from grain and is rarer than meat in this place. It is not easy to get a sip. It is naturally more delicious than the inexhaustible fine wine in the palace. ”

"That's true. I used to often hear people say, 'Food is always the fragrance of someone else's home, and a wife is always the beauty of someone else's home.' It's only when you can't get it that you feel good. I think that's the truth."

Zuo Lingquan disagreed with this statement: "I can't say for sure, but I still think my daughter-in-law is good. It doesn't matter how beautiful someone else's daughter-in-law is."

When Shangguan Lingye heard this, he raised his eyes and glanced at Zuo Lingquan:

"You look down on other people's wives?"

"Um……"

Zuo Lingquan was about to reply seriously, 'Married women should not be bullied', but before the words came out of his mouth, he suddenly remembered that the concubine was the concubine of the Yan Dynasty. Although she was in name only, her status was true.

"This is not a matter of whether you look at it or not. There is a part of it that I can't have any evil intentions..."

"Oh?" Shangguan Lingye became more energetic. He came to the side with the wine bowl, lightly smoothed his skirt and sat down:

"You mean, there are still some married women that you can have evil thoughts about? Which ones? Enemies' wives and daughters?"? ?

Zuo Lingquan sat up straighter and felt helpless: "Mother, what you said is wrong. Am I such a heartless person?"

Shangguan Lingye glanced up and down: "Like. You dare to get involved with your fiancée's aunt, and you also insult your own teacher. Is there anything you can't do?" Then he turned to look at Tuanzi: "Really?"

"grumble."

Tuanzi nodded like pecking at rice.

"This is not the same thing. The cause of the matter between Qingwan and me is complicated..."

"Why, you still want to put the blame on Qingwan, saying that she hooked up with you first?"

What is hooking up? Qingwan is the overlord forcing his bow...

Zuo Lingquan wanted to defend himself, but he really couldn't resist Senior Wu's temptation at that time. He didn't mean to shirk responsibility at this moment. He sighed and said:

"I'm horny, come and do it."

"Oh……"

Shangguan Lingye raised the corners of his lips, picked up the wine bowl and touched it with Zuo Lingquan:

"Happy, he is indeed the person that my Iron Clan Mansion has taken a liking to."

Zuo Lingquan's bitter wine entered his throat and he was speechless.

Shangguan Lingye ate for a while, then turned his face and asked curiously:

"Jiang Yi feels most sorry for her aunt. When she learned about your affair..."

"How can it be called an affair..."

"What's that called?"

"Uh...sigh~."

"What was Jiang Yi's reaction after learning about your affair? Based on my understanding of Jiang Yi, she must be tepid on the outside but turbulent on the inside. If she doesn't return to her parents' home with the package, she will have a cold war with you for a long time. Why didn’t I see anything strange about her? Or did she not notice it?”

Zuo Lingquan was a little overwhelmed when facing the curious and baby-like concubine, and said carelessly:

"Qingwan persuaded her, and then..."

Shangguan Lingye didn't believe it at all, frowned and said: "How did you persuade him? I have to learn such a powerful method."

"Why do you want to learn this?"

"To bully my niece like this and still get along peacefully afterwards, this skill of controlling people is comparable to the mental skills of an emperor. It is much better than me, who only relies on strength to crush the people below me, so I have to learn it. (っ◔◡◔)っ

Zuo Lingquan shook his head secretly. He pressed Jiang Yi's knees on his shoulders, and Wanwan was apologizing beside him. He didn't have the nerve to say it out loud, so he could only say:

"This method is only useful for Jiang Yi, and cannot be used by others."

Seeing this, Shangguan Lingye sighed quietly, showing a look of disappointment:

"Oh~ It seems that you still treat me as an outsider, that's all, don't ask anymore. I came out to protect you, and ended up like this. I didn't even ask you to make a difference..."

"No more talking, it's all in the wine, let's do it."

"What are you doing? When you drink, you have to talk openly. You kid is hiding it. What's the point of drinking?"

Zuo Lingquan didn't want to hide it, but why did he talk about putting Wanwan and Jiang Yi together in front of the dignified and noble concubine? After the conversation, his image was completely ruined.

Facing the Dowager Empress's questioning, Zuo Lingquan could only transform into a ruthless rice-making machine with Tuanzi, and make a three-sentence toast...——

The strong wind blew and the heavy rain hit the old city wall.

There was a piece of human head hanging on the battlements of the city wall, so rotten that it was impossible to see the face. The corners of the city wall were full of corpses. Some had just died, and some had turned into bones, mixed in the mud.

boom

Thunder light illuminated the road full of trenches. A white-haired old man wearing ordinary farmer's clothes walked slowly to the foot of the city wall. He looked at the corpses on the ground and shook his head slightly. He felt that so many dead people were wasted. It was a pity.

In the imagination of righteous monks, evil demons are crazy, perverted, violent, and do anything. They wish they could hang several skulls on their chests and sleep on piles of bones.

In fact, evil monks are not like this. They are all strong men who have studied hard since childhood. They may have extreme personalities, but they are definitely not stupid or crazy.

For example, the ancestor of Netherworld needs to try to use the soul refining technique to get out of the predicament. In his current state, killing tens of thousands of mortals with bare hands will only take some time, but the dignified Jade-level Immortal Lord, really If you use your fists to kill people slowly, you will probably be laughed at by fellow Taoists. Hundreds of years of experience will live on a dog.

In this troubled world where people cannibalize people, if two groups of mortals fight against each other by driving tigers and devouring wolves, tens of thousands of innocent souls will be easily captured. Can you do it yourself?

In order for mortals to kill each other according to their own wishes, they must first win over a group of mortals to serve as swordsmen. There are too few people in Macheng County, and it will be too troublesome to develop. The ancestor of Netherworld killed the family of four today and found out that there is a ready-made sword nearby. Ninghe City is here.

Today, I killed four mortals to test the soul refining technique, but there is no spiritual energy here, so it is difficult to use the technique to pull and bind them. The weak souls of mortals dissipate completely after leaving the body, making it difficult to use them for your own use.

According to the estimate of the Nether Ancestor, if you want to recover the heavy damage to the soul, you have to create a large battlefield with tens of thousands of casualties. Only when the yin energy reaches the sky and the innocent souls gather together and never disperse, can you go in to practice, and then you can achieve some results.

However, the people in this place are almost dead. It is difficult to find a gathering place for two groups of more than 10,000 mortals. At present, it seems that it is more appropriate to kidnap people from all over and gather them together to kill them.

This matter must be done as soon as possible, and we must find a way to capture Zuo Lingquan afterwards.

The ancestor of Netherworld was ordered by the Youying alien race. After all, he was still a middle-level main force in the Jade realm, not just cannon fodder to be thrown away after use.

As long as he is not dead, the Immortal Lord above him will definitely give him a hand as long as he finds his position; when the time comes, things will go wrong when he goes back, and the consequences will not be easy to bear.

It is said that women's hearts are the most poisonous, and this is also true for the Youying alien race. The female demons in them are generally more terrifying than the male cultivators. Their torture methods can make people feel that even being beaten to death by a righteous cultivator is considered a good death.

The Nether Ancestor did not want to try the method of the one above. If Zuo Lingquan ran far away and could not be caught, everything would be ruined.

Even if Zuo Lingquan doesn't run away, if Shangguan Lingye recovers his cultivation, the trouble will be even greater. He may die directly in this damn place.

The Nether Ancestor had lived his whole life, but he didn't want to die in such a useless way. He climbed up the city wall with his bare hands, glanced at the brightly lit city center for a few times, then jumped down and quickly walked towards the Qingjia Army's camp. ……——

Push the cup to change the cup, drink for three rounds.

The full pot of rice was emptied before they knew it, and there was not much wine left, but the conversations on the table were getting more and more:

"Hey? I'm asking you a question, why are you so perfunctory?"

"The tail is just a decoration, didn't I tell the queen before?"

"Where is it placed? Hmm~?"

Shangguan Lingye had put down his chopsticks, supported his cheek with one hand, leaned on the table, his drunken eyes showed a bit of alcohol, and there was some sweat on his forehead.

Zuo Lingquan's sea of ​​qi was exhausted, and he was also unable to dispel the alcohol. After realizing that he would get drunk, he rarely clinked glasses, and gave all the wine to the queen dowager, hoping to get her drunk, so as not to talk about these topics that people couldn't respond to.

But even if Shangguan Lingye didn't have true qi to rely on, his physique was still far superior to that of ordinary people. He was in a state of tipsiness, but he had no intention of falling down.

The two of them went back and forth for most of the day, and when Shangguan Lingye was asking questions enthusiastically, he suddenly heard a "dong" sound beside him.

"Ji?"

Tuanzi, who was eating and listening to crosstalk, looked up in confusion and pushed Zuo Lingquan with his little paw.

Zuo Lingquan lay on the table, with a look of alcohol on his face and even breathing, as if he was drunk.

Shangguan Lingye sobered up a little and was a little puzzled, so he pushed him with his hand:

"Hey? You're drunk with just this little bit of wine?"

"Huh?"

Zuo Lingquan turned over, his eyes were bleary, but he pretended to be sober. He picked up the wine bowl and said, "Cheers!", drank it all, and then fell down with a "dong". ? ?

Shangguan Lingye blinked his beautiful eyes and looked at Zuo Lingquan who was drunk to death, a little suspicious.

Tuanzi saw this scene and was very sensible. He spread his wings, made a princess hug gesture, pointed to the bed: "Jiji~", indicating Shangguan Lingye to carry Zuo Lingquan to the bed to sleep.

But Shangguan Lingye was over a hundred years old, and she was not a silly girl who could be fooled. She rolled her eyes, but did not wake Zuo Lingquan up. She got up, cleaned up the dishes, washed up, and came back to close the door of the main house.

Squeak

Zuo Lingquan was indeed pretending to be drunk to avoid the questioning of the Concubine Dowager. He thought he would wake up after a while, but after the door was closed, he heard footsteps moving to the corner of the house, picking up something and putting it on the table in front of him.

"The clothes are clean, but the style is not good. It doesn't look very suitable..."

The Concubine Dowager's mumbling came, and there was also the sound of fabric rubbing. She should be checking the clothes.

Zuo Lingquan didn't care at first, but immediately heard the sound of "rustling", and the phoenix skirt and gold ornaments collided, as if she was taking off clothes. ! !

Zuo Lingquan didn't expect the Concubine Dowager to be so bold. Now he didn't dare to wake up. He pretended that he didn't hear anything and continued to pretend to sleep.

But the concubine seemed to be in high spirits. After the noise of taking off the skirt ended, she did not make any noise of putting on clothes. Instead, she sat opposite, dragged the oil lamp over, and picked up the ordinary skirt to gesture:

"Tuanzi, which one do you think looks better?"

"Jiji?"

Tuanzi jumped away from the neck and ran to the front.

"You said that Huajianli and the skirt don't match? It seems a little..."

"Jiji?"

"He doesn't know how to find a bellyband, so he doesn't wear it..."

Rustle...? !

Zuo Lingquan breathed evenly, and his heart was indeed in turmoil. He subconsciously recalled the little cherry he saw in the Burning Smoke City before. He wanted to open his eyes and take a look without making a sound, but he finally held back.

But the Concubine seemed to be more excited, she just didn't wear a skirt, and said:

"You can't change as you like, wearing stockings is weird, take them off..."

"Ji?"

"Does this panty look good? It's embroidered according to your image..."

Rustle...? ! !

Zuo Lingquan imagined the scene that was so close, and his will was firm, but there was a limit. Unable to bear it any longer, he raised his head slightly and glanced across.

I thought I would see the Concubine's scream and pale face, but I didn't expect that when I looked at it, I saw Shangguan Lingye, who was wearing a golden phoenix skirt, sitting opposite, dressed neatly; holding a skirt in his hand and gently rubbing it, his cold and clear eyes were staring at him intently.

Tuanzi also stared at him straight, and when he saw him open his eyes, he spread his little wings and looked at Shangguan Lingye, making a "bird, just say it, he can't stand such a test"

"..."

Zuo Lingquan's expression froze, and he pretended to sober up and wiped his face:

"How did I fall asleep? Um... The table was cleaned? Your Majesty is really diligent..."

Shangguan Lingye put down his skirt and squinted slightly:

"It is said that you can't wake up someone who pretends to be asleep. The timing of your awakening is quite intriguing."

Zuo Lingquan laughed and stood up:

"Your Majesty, change your clothes. I'll go out to watch and sober up. This alcohol is quite strong..."

"Hmph~"

Shangguan Lingye watched Zuo Lingquan go out, closed the door from the outside, and then came to the bed with his skirt and began to change clothes.

Zuo Lingquan stood at the door holding a sword, looking at the rain curtain under the eaves, wanting to chat a few words to ease the embarrassment just now, but he couldn't find a suitable topic at this time.

After waiting for only a moment, a voice came from the room:

"Okay, come in."

Zuo Lingquan turned around and opened the door. He looked up and saw Shangguan Lingye had taken off her phoenix skirt and changed into a brown underwear. She was lying on the bed, with a thin blanket covering her chest, and her eyes closed. The phoenix skirt and stockings were neatly folded and placed next to the pillow.

Tuanzi may have eaten too much, rolling around on the quilt, and when she found him coming in, she stopped rolling and patted the bed with her wings:

"Ji~"

Zuo Lingquan understood what Tuanzi meant, he smiled, turned around to lock the door, and sat down at the table:

"Go to sleep, my queen, I'll be here to watch."

Shangguan Lingye put his hands on his waist and abdomen, without opening his eyes, and said softly:

"Without the support of true energy, you can't bear it. I'll sleep for a while, and wake me up in the middle of the night to change shifts with you. If you can't bear it, you can come and lie down together."

Zuo Lingquan went over to lie down, and the two of them probably didn't want to sleep. He knew that Shangguan Lingye was very weak due to the injury of his soul, so he didn't say anything to tease him. After blowing out the oil lamp, he began to organize his belongings quietly.

Although Linglong Pavilion could not be opened, there were still some things around him that he could use at any time, such as bottles of small beetles, a few bottles of ordinary elixirs, silver coins, etc., but none of them could be used at the moment.

Zuo Lingquan counted for a while, put away all the things, and turned his eyes to the bed.

Shangguan Lingye lay quietly on the pillow, his chest high, his eyes closed, and the lines of his profile were very soft, as if he was really asleep.

But just after Zuo Lingquan watched for a while, Shangguan Lingye turned over and faced the inside, leaving him with the back of his head...