Super Soldier King

Braised spirit fish in braised sauce, large plate chicken in Sichuan style, scrambled eggs with green peppers, homemade tofu and white fungus and lotus seed soup.

Two people, two meat, two vegetables and one soup are really a lot, among them, Ye Qian made the tofu first, if ordinary people, of course they can't make it now, but for Ye Qian, it is not difficult at all.

"Come back and eat!" Ye Qian put the food on the table, and then went out to eat with the half-demon woman in sackcloth.

"Come on!" The half-demon girl in sackcloth bent over without raising her head, and responded casually. She didn't get up until she finished planting the spiritual grass at hand, then she got up, put the hoe by the wall, and turned back to the house.

"So many?" The half-demon woman in sackcloth casually said something to Ye Qian after taking her seat, but her subordinates were not polite at all, and directly put a piece of chicken into her mouth. In fact, it was just a taste. , it’s okay to add another hundred copies.

"Dinner!" Ye Qian also responded casually, sandwiched a piece of tofu, it tastes good, he hasn't made it for a long time, but the craftsmanship has improved a lot, presumably it is the benefits brought by the improvement of cultivation base.

"Is there such a failure in Peach Blossom House? There was no Tao Ji that caught your eye twice in a row?" The half-demon girl in linen squinted her eyes and asked. It was similar to the breakfast last time. The taste of peace of mind.

"You can't say that, there's only one person sitting here!" Ye Qian smiled, and stuffed a piece of golden egg into his mouth, as expected, it was a home-cooked dish.

"I'm not as pretty as them!" The half-demon woman in sackcloth said with a slight smile on her lips.

"It's different!" Ye Qian shook his head nonchalantly, "Seeing them, most men don't want to go home!"

"You want to go home when you see me?" the half-demon girl in sackcloth asked.

"Isn't it!" Ye Qian stopped his chopsticks and looked at the ordinary face of the half-demon girl in linen, feeling a very subtle feeling.

"Seeing you, I feel like I have a home, so I feel at ease!" Ye Qian said, and conveniently took a piece of tofu for the maiden half-demon girl, "Try it, the home-cooked food from my hometown, I liked it very much when I was young."

"Do you have a home..." the half-demon woman in sackcloth murmured, a trace of confusion flashed in her eyes, it was the first time someone commented on her like this, she knew about home, but she didn't know what Ye Qian meant at this time, so she asked, "What house?"

what home? Ye Qian was troubled by the question of the half-demon woman in sackcloth. He almost never stayed in one place for too long. The so-called home is just a place to live temporarily. He came to Xianmeng and made his home everywhere. But he had no home for a long time, and the woman beside him who had only seen him a second time gave him a wonderful feeling of home.

"No matter how far you go, you will always want to go back!" Ye Qian's eyes drifted, looking back at the past, he replied with a three-point sigh.

"If that's the case, why leave?" The maiden half-demon woman seemed to have thought of something, and asked Xiang after eating the tofu Ye Qian gave her with indescribably complicated meanings.

"Because of fear!" Ye Qian said.

"Afraid?" The half-demon girl in sackcloth was at a loss.

"En..." Ye Qian smiled. In fact, he didn't know why he said he left home because he was afraid, but he only had this word in his mind at the time, so he said it out of his mind.

"I see you've been alone, don't you want to find a Taoist companion?" Ye Qian changed the subject.

"You?" The half-demon woman in sackcloth looked at Ye Qian quite strangely.

"I'm not a good match!" Ye Qian said with a self-deprecating smile, how could he not know his own virtues? How will you spend the rest of your life.

Many times, Ye Qian deliberately ignores these problems, his eyes always stay on the road, wanting to be brave and diligent, as for the others, they are all passing scenery around him.

"Because I'm not good-looking?" asked the half-demon girl in linen clothes. She knew that men often cared about a woman's appearance. The strange thing was that even if they didn't like it, they wouldn't say it directly, and would only bring the problem to themselves. body.

"I don't want you to wait, I don't want you to know my news through other people's mouths, and then gradually there is no news!" Ye Qian took out a jug of wine from the storage ring and poured himself a glass.

This sentence is said to the person in front of me, and it is also said to those confidante friends who have met before.

"Is that so..." the half-demon woman in sackcloth said in a low voice. A long time ago, someone did just that. It was so long that she had completely forgotten what that person looked like. She couldn't remember how long she hadn't thought of him, but she was still waiting. here.

No, it's not waiting, she has nowhere else to go.

"I heard that being drunk can cure a thousand enemies!" The half-demon woman in sackcloth waved her hand casually, and two jars of wine flew from outside the door. The jars were still wet with lake water, which was obviously buried at the bottom of the lake and had just been lifted out.

"It's just nonsense, alcohol will only make people more and more sober, I have forgotten how long I haven't been drunk!" Ye Qian said with a smile, with their current cultivation, it is difficult for them to get drunk with alcohol , even without spiritual power, with their physical abilities, they can completely disable most of the spirit wine.

"These two altars are different. You can get drunk even if you have a peek at the eight great powers of the Dao Realm. Do you want to try it?" The half-monster girl in sackcloth put a smile on her lips, and casually threw the altar to Ye Qian and said.

"Of course I have to try!" Ye Qian laughed, and slapped the mud seal open with one hand, there was no tangy aroma of ordinary wine, if it wasn't for the purple liquid in the altar, he would have thought it was filled with clear water.

Ye Qian dipped a little bit of it with his fingers and put it in his mouth. It was indeed wine, but the taste was very strange. The faint fragrance contained a strange lingering feeling, which instantly penetrated into the body and corroded the spirit.

"Gudong..." Ye Qian picked up the wine jar, raised his head and took a sip. In an instant, Ye Qian regained the feeling of drinking white wine for the first time when he was a mortal. It came from the refreshing trembling all over his body. This wine is really intoxicating.

"Good wine!" Ye Qian let out a heavy breath. He hasn't had such a vigorous wine for a long time. He has become a cultivator. Ye Qian sometimes wonders if one day he reaches the end of the road, will there be no humanity at all.

"Of course it's good wine!" The half-demon girl in sackcloth also slapped open the mud seal, imitating Ye Qian's appearance and pouring her head up, the purple wine overflowed from the corners of her lips, slid across her fair neck, and wet her chest Mai, drank almost half of the jar of wine in one breath, and the half-demon woman in Mai took a breath and said with a silly smile, "It doesn't matter who buried it, how many years it has been buried!"

"Oh, tell me, who buried it and how long has it been buried?" Ye Qian took another sip, and he had to say that the more he drank the wine, the richer the taste, and the strength of the wine was like waves, sweeping through his mind and every part of his body. Very enjoyable.

"He buried it, I buried it..." The sackclothed woman's eyes were already a little blurred, she got up a little staggeringly holding the wine jar, pulled Ye Qian to the door, pointed to the lake waterway, "He and I buried two He said that he would come back when the peach blossoms by the lake were in full bloom, but he didn't..."

When the sackclothed woman said this, there was hatred in her eyes, and she yelled hysterically repeatedly, "He didn't...he didn't..."

He shouted more than ten times at the top of his lungs, and suddenly two lines of tears fell in the eyes of the woman in sackcloth, her voice gradually lowered, and she said with a mournful cry, "He said he likes the appearance of peach blossoms in full bloom, so I will let the peach blossoms bloom for seven hundred years. It never came out..."

"He said he didn't like others to see my beauty, so I hid my original body and went to all the Fendai jewelry..."

"He said that when the peach blossoms are in full bloom, he will marry me back. I will wait here and dare not leave for a day..."

The woman in sackcloth said while holding the wine jar, raised her head and drank all the remaining liquor, a lot of liquor spilled out, wet the sackcloth on her body, and fainted with purple red wine stains, like blood that has not dried up for years ,shocking.

Throwing away the wine jar, the woman in sackcloth fell down at the door, her head resting on Ye Qian's leg, staring at the lake and whispering: "You know, I have been waiting for him for more than seven hundred years, and I have never left Here, he has not come back once, not once..."

"Seven hundred years, I'm afraid he's already dead..." Ye Qian hugged the wine jar and sat side by side with the sackclothed woman, and took a sip from time to time. He was already drunk at this time, following the sackclothed woman's words, the words spoken But not very tuneful.

"Who knows, maybe he is still living somewhere, experiencing joys and sorrows, working hard to break through..." The woman in sackcloth hugged Ye Qian's left arm, leaned her head on Ye Qian's shoulder, tears overflowed silently, and fell on the ground. Ye Qian smiled with endless sadness and said, "I have known each other for several years, and I have waited for seven hundred years. I don't see him, and I don't ask the last question. I am really unwilling!"

"Then you treat me as him, what do you want to ask?" Ye Qian felt that the lake in front of him was shaking, his head was a little dizzy, and he hiccupped.

"Do you think you are him?" The girl in sackcloth put one hand on the ground, moved her body, and wanted to sit in front of Ye Qian, but her body was completely out of control, her arms softened, and she threw herself directly into Ye Qian's arms, confused She looked up at Ye Qian's face, but couldn't see clearly, there was a double image, so she raised her hands, hugging Ye Qian's head and moved closer to her face. As the distance got closer, her face gradually became familiar , as it was back then, there seems to be no change in the seven hundred years.

"Why?" Tears welled up in the bewildered eyes of the sackclothed woman, rubbed her hands on the face whose memory had been blurred, and said in a trembling voice, "Why did you just come back? It's been seven hundred years, why did you just come back..."

"Well, I'm back!" The wine jar in Ye Qian's hands had already fallen to the side, and he was hugging the woman in his arms. Their faces were very close, but they couldn't see the appearance of the woman in front of them clearly. The distant voice, he mumbled along that voice, but his mind was a mess, trying to remember who the woman in his arms was, it felt so familiar, but he couldn't remember it.

"The peach blossoms are blooming, and you are back, let's get married..." The girl in sackcloth held the familiar face in front of her eyes, the face full of tears, and smiled like a flower.

marriage? The voice in Ye Qian's ears became more and more distant, his eyelids trembled, and the hallucination seemed to be getting worse. The face and body of the woman in front of him not only overlapped and repeated, but also seemed to be undergoing strange changes.

In a daze, Ye Qian seemed to see a peerless face, three points more beautiful than Yuan Xiaoxiao, Ye Qian tried his best to open his eyes wide, concentrate, and wanted to see clearly, but was plunged into endless darkness, no more consciousness...