The God Clan's Pets: Getting Rich by Raising Ghosts and Taming Beasts

At this moment, Qianxi's face was flushed, like a ripe apple, and her eyes were a little blurry when she looked at things.

He walked unsteadily, as if he was stepping on cotton and was about to fall at any moment.

But there was still a cheerful smile on his face, and it was obvious that the alcohol was taking effect, and he was in a state of tipsiness.

Ye Zhanying quickly supported Qian Xi and asked Zhan Xun and others:

"Junior Sister is drunk. Can't she drink?"

At this moment, Zhan Xun couldn't help laughing at the staggering Qian Xi: "Hahaha————Why did Xiao Xi become like this after drinking?"

Nan Mo reacted at this time and supported Qian Xi's other side, wondering: "This is Qiyun Qinglu, it is a bit strong. But it's not enough to get drunk after just a few glasses.

Besides, the cultivation level of the junior sister is not low either."

Ruo Fu gave Zhan Xun a glare in anger: "Xiao Xi is already drunk, and you're still laughing! You have no conscience!"

Xiaoxiao grabbed Qianxi's shoulders and shook them, causing the groundhog to scream:

"Huh!? You said you would drink with me, why are you the first one to get drunk!?"

Qianxi was dizzy from being shaken by Xiaoxiao at this time, and brushed Xiaoxiao away and said incoherently:

"Who's drunk? I'm not! Come, I'll drink with you!"

Then he picked up the wine jug and poured it into his mouth.

The wine jug was snatched away by Nan Mo and Ruo Fu.

Ye Zhanying couldn't help but hold his forehead: "Looks like he's really drunk."

Mo Wei finished a glass of wine and said to Ye Zhanying, "This should be Xiaoxi's first time drinking. I didn't know she can drink so little."

Finally, there is someone who can answer Sister Yingzi’s question directly.

Ye Zhanying thought of Qian Xi's life experience at this moment, and he couldn't help but understand, and a little heartache arose in his heart.

After Ye Zhanying finished his toast, the serious banquet began and everyone ate, drank and chatted.

"Senior Brother Yun, did you go on missions after leaving the hospital?" someone asked Yun Zizhen.

Yun Zizhen finished a glass of wine and looked a little heavy: "No, the purpose of the academy is to maintain the stability and security of the continent.

Now the mainland is under siege by flesh puppets, this trip is not for that purpose, but to go to the battlefield to resist the enemy. "

"Tsk, he's actually going to the battlefield..."

"The battlefield is dangerous, Senior Brother Yun must pay attention to safety."

Yun Zizhen finished a glass of wine, raised his glass and said: "Thank you, fellow apprentices. As a member of the Juxing Continent, we are facing a great enemy.

How can we hide in silence? We must go into battle and kill the enemy!

Even if my bones are piled into dust, my life will not be in vain!!”

"it is good!!!"

"Good!! Senior Brother Yun is so righteous!"

"Brother Yun, please accept my respect!"

Yun Zizhen's words made everyone present excited, and all of them were geniuses from all over the world.

The young genius is like fire, his heart is like the scorching sun, he is not afraid of dangers or obstacles, nor the heights of mountains or the length of rivers.

Now that the flesh puppets are invading and the country is in crisis, it is natural that people will be filled with heroic spirit.

Then someone else said, "This time, including Sister Yingzi and the others, there will be nearly half of the inner sect disciples going.

Oh, damn it! I can only sigh that my cultivation is still not enough, watching the disciples who entered later than me reach the spiritual saint level. "

"Alas, Senior Brother Zi Che, that's not the case. You are a formation cultivator, so your cultivation speed is naturally incomparable to that of a magic cultivator.

Sister Yingzi, after Xiaoxiao and we leave, you will be the most qualified person except for our junior sister.

You have to assist Junior Sister in managing the inner gate!

We, the inner sect, are not cowards! You should practice diligently, so that we can fight side by side in the future! "

Yun Zizhen comforted.

Zi Che Xia nodded solemnly at this time and drank the glass of wine silently.

Before I put down my glass, my attention was drawn to the noise ahead.

Qian Xi was seen holding a glass of wine in one hand and a sword in the other, his eyes were blurry with drunkenness, but he looked extraordinary and otherworldly.

Sister Yingzi, Nan Mo, Zhan Xun and others were around to stop Qianxi, but Qianxi staggered to break free from them.

Qian Xi pointed the tip of her sword at the ground, steadied herself, and shouted:

"Don't stop me, I'm not drunk!!

This state is so wonderful! You all gave me gifts, and I will return them with sword dance!"

The fine wine in Qianxi's right hand was filled with aroma, which blended with the subtle fragrance on her body, intoxicating the heart.

Ye Zhanying did not try to stop Qian Xi at this time, his little eyes were filled with excitement.

She knew it! She knew it! Junior Sister is so interesting!

Junior Sister is about to use her ultimate move again!!

Qian Xi slowly raised her hand and took a sip of the wine. The wine slid across her lips, leaving an alluring blush, adding a bit of beauty.

Then, she turned her wrist slightly, and the Dragon Bone Heaven-Slashing Sword seemed to come to life, dancing in her hand.

Qian Xi was thinking about every detail of her time at Xuanyuan College, Sister Meng's guidance and education, and the friendship and humility of her fellow inner sect students.

Then the inspiration came out smoothly as if the air was inhaled into the lungs.

Qian Xi turned her body and chanted a poem:

"The immortals are hidden in the mist, and the master's gate rises high into the sky.

Morning bells and evening drums accompany the sun and the moon, while green pines and cypresses reflect the sky.

The affection between master and disciple is as deep as the ocean, and the hearts of fellow practitioners are connected with the same path.

Teaching the true meaning through words and deeds, and a loyal heart shining through the sky.

Time flies like flowing water, but young people are full of vigor and vitality.

With lofty ambitions in mind, I vow to embark on the path to immortality.

Pointing the sword to the sky, I ask the will of heaven and swear to protect those around me with my life.

The friendship between a teacher and a student is as heavy as a mountain, fighting side by side and sharing glory. "

Qian Xi's sword moves were smooth and flowing, performed in one go, with the casualness of a drunken man yet still retaining the exquisiteness of his swordsmanship.

Yun Zizhen, Zi Chexia and other people who were watching nearby and were quite fond of literature could not help but exclaim in surprise:

"Young Senior Sister is truly a genius! Not only is her swordsmanship superb, but her literary attainments are also outstanding!"

"A seven-character poem in one breath! Junior Sister has this skill?"

"Don't look at the three-, five-, or seven-word poems anymore. The sword moves are so beautiful!" Han Feng stared at Qian Xi's sword moves intently.

Qian Xi's movements were sometimes as light as a swallow, with the tip of her sword tapping lightly, as if she could break the silence of the night sky;

Sometimes it is as sharp as a dragon, with the sword flashing and bringing up gusts of whistling wind.

The influence of alcohol and sword spirit intertwined together, making her look both elegant and dangerous, as if she was a heroine walking out of a scroll, or an elf dancing alone under the moon.

"Sword, sword, do you know what I wish for?" Qian Xi gently stroked the sword, a hint of tenderness flashing in her eyes.

“I don’t seek fame, but I just want to protect this small piece of land and live up to my heart.”

Suddenly, a breeze blew by, blowing her hair and clothes.

She closed her eyes and felt it, with a smile on her lips: "Feng, are you here to help?"

Then, she opened her eyes, her gaze became sharp and firm. She jumped lightly, her body as fast as a swallow.

The Dragon Bone Sky-Slashing Sword then danced, the sword light weaving like a weave, cutting the air into pieces.

At this moment, Qianxi's mind flashed back to those moments when she had been amazed.

The endless conspiracies of the three thousand great domains and the powerful attacks of the flesh puppets flashed by.

The sword suddenly became sharp.

Each sword is accompanied by anger and protectiveness.

Qian Xi took another sip of wine.

He made a sword flower,

The sword force exploded instantly.