Primordial God: Those Years When I Was In Tihuat

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After learning that the balm made was to be used on the Immortal Demonstration Ceremony, Ruofeng didn't bother Ying'er either, but whispered to Ying about his father's immortal body.

Ying told Ruofeng that if he wanted to see Emperor Yan's fairy body, he had to help Zhong Li prepare something so that they could get in touch with it. Otherwise, it might be difficult to see it.

While drinking bubble water, Pai Meng talked to Ruofeng at the same time

"Ruofeng Ruofeng, that fellow named Zhong Li is exactly the same as you. He doesn't take Mora when he goes out, and he chooses some expensive things to buy. I really don't know why this kind of person hasn't starved to death until now."

Ruofeng raised his eyebrows when he heard what Paimeng said, and stretched out his hand to pinch Paimeng’s little fat face.

"Little Paimeng, don’t think you’re turning around here and saying that I’m not able to hear me. Mora is something outside of the body. If you always walk on the road to pursue Mora, how can you calm down and appreciate the journey? The beauty and the meaning of the journey."

Paimeng nodded without understanding, but she always felt that something was wrong but couldn’t tell. Ying looked at Paimeng who was about to be crippled by Ruofeng. For the sake of her wallet, she reminded Paimeng.

"Pai Meng, if you live in Ruofeng, you can build your own house, you can go to find stones to eat, and there is nothing to get Mora, so he doesn't need Mora very much. Can you build a house by eating stones?"

Paimeng thought that she almost broke her tooth with a bite of the stone last time, and shook her head in terror. She didn't want to break her teeth, otherwise she wouldn't be able to eat delicious food in the future, but she couldn't eat it. Eat stones, but it seems that you can build your own place to live

"Ying, I remember that you have mastered the element of rock, why don't we just build a house on the beach next time? So we won't have to stay in the inn by Hua Mora."

Ying looked at Paimeng with a serious look, and thought about the pulpy rock element she controlled. If this were to build a house, wouldn’t she really fall asleep until midnight? Ying was for her own life. For this reason, I directly killed the proposal of Pymon in the cradle

"Pimeng, although we don't need Huamora for the house we built, if we were discovered by the Qianyan Army, we might have to punish Mora for building a private house. Let's stay in an inn."

When Paimon heard that Mora was about to be punished, although she agreed to Ying’s suggestion, she was still a little puzzled.

"Why can that fellow Zhongli neither eat stones nor build a house, and doesn't bring Mora? Is it possible that besides the son, someone has been paying him Mora?"

Xiangling heard that Pimeng mentioned Zhong Li, she thought about it. In her impression, Mr. Zhong Li didn't seem to have paid Mora when he came to her for dinner. Either the bill was sent directly to Xiangshengtang, or she would suddenly appear stupid. The guy who came to help him pay, she felt normal over time.

Thinking about it now, Mr. Zhong Li seems to be a little different from ordinary people. Not only is he very familiar with various dishes, every time she makes a new dish, Mr. Zhong Li can tell some key questions after a bite.

The more I think about it, the more I feel that Mr. Zhong Li is not a simple Xiangling, and he is a little uncertain.

"Maybe Mr. Zhong Li also has an immortal blood. I remember seeing Mr. Zhong Li look like this when I was a kid. After so many years, his appearance has not changed at all, which is really enviable."

Paimeng and Ying also feel that Xiangling’s speculation is somewhat reasonable. If Mr. Zhong Li has an immortal descent, then Mora’s light temperament can be explained clearly, and as a grandpa who doesn’t know how long he has lived, he has also helped some. People, it makes sense that the younger generations of those people paid for Mr. Zhong Li.

"So that Mr. Zhong Li you are talking about may be an immortal who doesn't know how many years he has lived? Then I'm going to meet him with you. I didn't expect that there are so many immortals in Liyue."

Ruofeng didn't expect that he would still meet an immortal. Perhaps he could learn the story of his cheap dad and cheap mom from that fairy population. Ruofeng suddenly looked forward to it.

While thinking about how to ask Mr. Zhong Li’s parents about his parents, a faint floral scent penetrated Ruofeng’s nose. This scent is more gorgeous and uncomfortable, less sparse and unreal. Even Ruofeng, who has been in Dao's wife for so many years, has never seen this skill better than Ying'er.

Yinger also noticed that Ruo Feng was staring at the perfume in her hand, and smiled softly.

"If Xiaodijun needs it, Yinger wouldn't mind giving some to Xiaodijun. It's just that our Chunxiang kiln will only do business outside of this business at night."

Ruo Feng looked at Ying'er who was constantly teasing him, and felt helpless. He was really not suitable for dealing with people like Ying'er. Ying'er saw that Ruo Feng stopped talking and took the initiative to move forward.

"Little Emperor, they just made a joke with you, so why don't you ignore them anymore."

Ruofeng took a few steps back nervously, and while distanced from Ying'er, she gave Ying'er a frantic wink.

When she saw Ruofeng blinking frantically at Ying, she thought that a small bug had entered Ruofeng’s eyes. She flew in front of Ruofeng and blew into Ruofeng’s eyes with her mouth that had just drunk ice bubble water. , The sourness at that moment caused Ruo Feng to scream while covering his eyes. (I experienced it when I was a child, it was sour and refreshing...)

Ying glared at the well-behaved Pimeng who knew that she had made a mistake. This is a good show, she has already taken out the photo camera, Pimeng really is.

Seeing that Yinger had already made three kinds of balm, after listening to Yinger's introduction of the three kinds of balm, he took the three kinds of balm and pulled Ruofeng out. After all, as a good friend of Ruofeng, It's no big deal to help Ruofeng clear the siege.

"Little girl, don't forget what my sister said to you."

Ying'er watched Ying drago Ruofeng fled in embarrassment, and smiled while covering her mouth. Her charming fox eyes narrowed into a gap, and she could see that she was in a good mood.

"Sister Ying'er, Ruofeng is Xiaodijun. If you tease him so much, aren't you afraid that he will punish you? And you are so close to Ruofeng, aren't you nervous?"

Xiangling asked this and that like a curious baby, knowing that she was also very nervous when she learned that Ruofeng was the son of the emperor, Yinger tilted her head in confusion when she heard Xiangling's words.

"Do you think Xiao Dijun is that kind of serious person? I see, he looks like a little boy who is easy to be shy."

"Xiao Xiangling, you are still too young, naturally you can't see these. Do you need to go to my sister to make up lessons at night~www.wuxiaspot.com~It's free~"

Xiang Ling's face, whose ear was bitten by Ying'er, instantly turned red, and after hurriedly pushing Ying'er out of Wanmin Hall, he closed the door tightly.

Ying'er squinted her eyes when she heard the sound of thunderbolt pong clamoring to clean up the tableware at the door. It seems that the little girl Xiangling has grown up, and she can't talk like this in front of this little girl in the future, otherwise, the old man Xiangling. She has a violent temper, it will be troublesome if she doesn't let her use the stove next time.

After a while, the rice crust with a little frog on his head went out to play around and looked at the closed door and made a puzzled Lu Lu sound. Why did his restaurant make a sample so early today? Could it be that he forgot the time when he played? ? For a moment, the not-so-smart Guochou stared at the closed door and fell into contemplation.

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