Too Reckless

In the middle of the night, Macheng County has become a dark ghost town, only the sound of the rustling rain and the distant waves can be heard.

In the small courtyard, the rich aroma of meat filled the air, and the quality of the bacon sent was not bad. Just boiled it with water and sprinkled a little salt was enough to make the hungry two people have a big appetite.

Zuo Lingquan used a large pot with a pot of boiled meat, placed it on the table in the main room, and brought over a pot full of brown rice.

There are so many things, enough for dozens of ordinary people to eat, and two people can't fit in their stomachs.

However, the physique of practitioners can no longer be inferred from common sense. The power of thousands of pounds does not come out of thin air. The stomach is equivalent to a refining furnace. After eating ordinary grains, you may not eat the second bowl, and the first bowl will be fully absorbed. clean.

Although there is no problem after eating, Zuo Lingquan put a big pot of rice in front of him, and was slightly startled - the concubine's half-step jade step, her physical strength is much higher than his, this is still not enough, really want If you are full, the concubine must eat two cows for a meal.

Thinking of this, Zuo Lingquan was a little fortunate that each other was practicing Taoism, otherwise a man would be worried to death for a daughter-in-law who eats so much and still doesn't get fat.

Of course, Zuo Lingquan didn't dare to say this in person.

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 he was working, and occasionally recalled carefully to make sure that the method could be implemented here, or to skip things that should not appear, so as not to bring disaster to the world.

Smelling the aroma of the rice, Shangguan Lingye felt hungry, but he didn't have the habit of stopping halfway through his work, so he said softly:

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

Shangguan Lingye didn't move, Zuo Lingquan's delicious food alone, when he saw Shangguan Lingye's mouth was idle, he took a piece of boiled meat and brought it to her red lips:

"Eat some pads first, I'm so hungry that I'm panicking, and the lady is probably about the same."

"...?"

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

"Do you think this palace is a dumpling? Do you have to be fed when you eat?"

"grumble?"

The dumpling, who buried his head in the rice bowl, raised his head when he heard the sound, and saw that the two of them ignored it, and continued to bury his head in cooking.

Seeing this, Zuo Lingquan put the chopsticks back:

"It's just to see that Niangniang has no time, so please do me a favor."

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

"I'll let you feed it, and I won't be able to finish it tomorrow morning. There's not enough plates. You can find a few more pieces tomorrow, and carve the rest tomorrow."

"Row……"

Zuo Lingquan put away the wooden board, put the bowl in front of Shangguan Lingye, sat opposite himself, and began to bury his head in cooking.

Small windows with candles, eating and drinking men and women.

Two people whose clothes and environment do not match at all may have never imagined that one day they would sit together like this and spend a good night together.

Shangguan Lingye's demeanor was grand, even if he chewed slowly, he did not show the shyness and shyness of the youngest daughter, but showed a different kind of elegance.

Perhaps because he thought it would be tasteless to eat dry, Shangguan Lingye aimed at the two small wine jars by the wall.

The wine jar was brought together by Lu Chen, and it only added up to four kilograms.

Seeing this, Zuo Lingquan took all the wine jars, opened the seal, and poured Shangguan Lingye a bowl.

The yellow wine brewed by the local method is cloudy in color and not good in taste. In the past, not to mention Shangguan Lingye, even Zuo Lingquan would not even take a look at it.

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

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

"Well... not bad, it tastes better than the fine wine kept in the palace of Dayan."

Zuo Lingquan took a sip and said with a smile: "What is rare is precious. Wine is made from grain, which is rarer than meat in this place. It is not easy to drink a sip, and it is more delicious than the inexhaustible wine in the palace. ."

"That's true. I used to hear people say, 'Rice is always the fragrance of someone else's house, and a daughter-in-law is always the water spirit of someone else's house.'

Zuo Lingquan couldn't agree with this: "I can't say for sure, but I still think my daughter-in-law is good, and other people's daughter-in-law, no matter how good-looking it is, there is no point."

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

"You despise other people's daughters-in-law?"

"Um……"

Zuo Lingquan was about to reply seriously, "A married woman should not be deceived", but before the words came out, he suddenly remembered that the grandmother of the concubine was the imperial concubine of the Dayan court.

"It's not a matter of being unattractive. There is a part that I can't think of when I look at it..."

"Oh?" Shangguan Lingye came to his senses, came to the side with a wine bowl, and sat down with a light stroke of his skirt:

"You mean, there are still some married women, can you think about it? Which part? Enemy wives and daughters?"

? ?

Zuo Lingquan sat up straighter, a little helpless: "Niangniang, what you said is wrong, do I look like such a devastated person?"

Shangguan Lingye glanced up and down: "Like. You dare to get involved with your fiancée's aunt and insult your teacher. What can't you do?" Then he turned to look at the dumpling: "Is it?"

"grumble."

The dumpling nodded like pecking at rice.

"This is not the same thing. The cause of my affair with Qingwan is complicated..."

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

What is hooking up? Qing Wan, that is the overlord's hard bow...

Zuo Lingquan wanted to defend himself, but he really did not resist the temptation of Senior Wu at that time, and he did not mean to shirk his responsibility at the moment, he sighed and said:

"It's my lust, come and do it."

"Ah……"

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

"Happy, as expected of the person that my Iron Clan Mansion takes a fancy to."

Zuo Lingquan's bitter wine entered his throat, speechless.

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

"Jiang Yi loves her aunt the most, knowing your affair..."

"How can you call it a private affair..."

"What's that called?"

"Uh... ugh..."

"What was Jiang Yi's reaction when he learned of your affair? Based on what Ben Gong knew about Jiang Yi, he would definitely be tepid on the surface, but his heart would be turbulent. If he didn't bring the package back to his mother's house, he would be in a cold war with you for a long time. Why didn't I see anything wrong with her? Or did she not notice?"

Zuo Lingquan couldn't resist facing the curious baby-like concubine, and said carelessly:

"Qingwan persuaded, and then..."

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

"Why did the maiden learn to do this?"

"You can bully your niece like this, and you can get along peacefully afterwards. This manipulative technique is comparable to the emperor's mind technique, and it is much more powerful than this palace, which only relies on strength to crush the people below. Naturally, you have to learn it."

Zuo Lingquan shook his head secretly, he put Jiang Yi's knee on his shoulder, and Wanwan apologized beside him, where he had the nerve to say it, he could only say:

"This method is only useful to Jiang Yi, not others."

When Shangguan Lingye saw this, he sighed faintly, showing a three-pointed loss:

"Hey~ it seems that you still treat Ben Gong as an outsider, that's all, don't ask. I came out to protect you, and I ended up like this. I never asked you to live a good life..."

"Don't say it, it's all in the wine, dry."

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

Zuo Lingquan didn't want to hide it either, but about putting Wanwan and Jiang Yi together and stacking Arhats, how could he talk in front of the dignified and noble concubine? After chatting, his image is not completely ruined.

In the face of the concubine's questioning, Zuo Lingquan can only turn into a ruthless cooking machine with the dumplings, and make a toast in three sentences...

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The long wind was hunting, and the torrential rain fell on the old city wall.

There was a piece of human head hanging on the city wall, so decayed that it was impossible to see its face. The corner of the city wall was full of corpses, some just died soon, and some had turned into bones, mixed in the muddy ground.

boom -

The light of lightning illuminated the road full of ditches. A white-haired old man dressed in the clothes of an ordinary farmer came to the city wall unhurriedly, looked at the corpses on the ground, shook his head gently, and felt that so many dead people were wasted, which is a pity.

In the imagination of the righteous monks, the evil demons are crazy, perverted, full of ill-will, and omnipotent. They wish to hang a few skulls on their chests and sleep on the pile of bones.

In fact, this is not the case with the evil monks. They are all strong people who have worked hard to climb up since childhood. They may have extreme personalities, but there are absolutely no fools and lunatics.

For example, Nether Ancestor, he now needs to try to use the technique of refining the soul to get out of the predicament. In his current state, killing tens of thousands of mortals with his bare hands is just a matter of time, but the dignified jade-rank Immortal Venerable, really. If you use your fists to kill people slowly, you might be laughed at by fellow Daoists for hundreds of years of experience living on a dog.

In this chaotic world of cannibalism, if you drive away tigers and swallow wolves, let two groups of mortals fight, and tens of thousands of grievances will be captured, can you do it yourself?

In order to let mortals kill each other according to their own wishes, first of all, they have to win over a group of mortals to use them as knives. There are too few people in Macheng County, and it is too troublesome to develop. The ancestor of the ghosts killed the family of four today and found out that there is a ready-made nearby. Ninghe City came 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 magic to bind and restrain the weak souls of mortals.

According to Nether Ancestor's estimation, if you want to recover the heavy damage of the soul, you have to create a large battlefield with tens of thousands of casualties, until the yin qi rises to the sky and the grievances gather and do not disperse, and then go in to practice, and you will be effective.

However, the people in this place are dying, and it is difficult to find two groups of mortals with more than 10,000 people. At present, it seems that it is more appropriate to tie people around and gather together to kill.

This has to be done as soon as possible, and afterward, we have to find a way to get Zuo Lingquan back.

The Nether Ancestor was ordered by the Nether Ying Alien Race, and after all, he was also a middle-level main force in the Jade Rank Realm, not a cannon fodder thrown away when it was used up.

As long as he doesn't die, the Immortal Venerable above him will definitely pull him as long as he finds his position; when people go back, things are broken, and the consequences are not easy to bear.

It is said that the most poisonous woman's heart is the most poisonous, and the same is true of Youying aliens. The female devil inside is generally more terrifying than the male cultivator, and the means of torture can make people feel that being beaten to death by a righteous cultivator is a good death.

Old Ancestor Nether didn't want to try the method above. If Zuo Lingquan ran away and couldn't be caught, the matter would be ruined.

Even if Zuo Lingquan didn't run away, if Shangguan Lingye recovered his cultivation, it would be even more troublesome, and he might just die in this hellish place.

Ancestor Nether lived his whole life, but he didn’t want to die so uselessly. He climbed up the city wall with his bare hands, glanced at the center of the city where the lights were on, and then jumped down and walked quickly to the camp of the Qingjia Army. ...

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Push the glass for a change, and the wine goes through three rounds.

A large pot of rice was full, and I saw the bottom unknowingly, and there was not much wine left, but the words on the table became more and more:

"Eh? What about you, why are you so perfunctory?"

"The tail is just a decoration, didn't you tell the empress before?"

"Where is it placed? Hmm~?"

Shangguan Lingye had put down his chopsticks, leaned on the table with one hand on his cheek, his drunken eyes blurred, showing a bit of drunkenness, and there was some perspiration on his forehead.

Zuo Lingquan was exhausted, and he couldn't dispel the alcoholism either. When he realized that he would be drunk, he rarely clinked glasses. .

But even if Shangguan Lingye didn't have the infuriating energy around him, his physique was far superior to ordinary people, and he was in a slightly drunk state, but he had no intention of falling down at all.

The two of you came and went like this for a long time. When Shangguan Lingye was asking about his strength, he suddenly heard a 'dong' beside him.

"grumble?"

The dumpling, who was burying his head in cooking and listening to cross talk, raised his head in doubt, and pushed Zuo Lingquan with his small claws.

Zuo Lingquan was lying on the table, with a hint of alcohol on his face, breathing evenly, as if he was drunk.

Shangguan Lingye was a little awake, a little inexplicable, and pushed with his hand:

"Hello? Are you drunk with just so much wine?"

"Um?"

Zuo Lingquan turned his head up, his eyes were drunk, but he looked very sober. He picked up the wine bowl and said, "Go!", drank it all at once, and then fell down with a "dong--" sound.

? ?

Shangguan Lingye blinked his beautiful eyes and looked suspiciously at Zuo Lingquan who had been drunk.

Seeing this scene, Tuanzi was very sensible, spread his wings, made the gesture of hugging the princess, pointed to the bed: "Jiji~", motioned Shangguan Lingye to carry Zuo Lingquan to the bed to sleep.

But Shangguan Lingye, who is around a hundred years old, is not a silly girl who can be fooled by others. She rolled her eyes and did not wake Zuo Lingquan. house door.

squeak-

Zuo Lingquan was indeed pretending to be drunk to avoid the concubine's questioning. He thought he would wake up after a while, but when the door was closed, the footsteps moved to the corner of the house. He picked up an item and put it in. on the table in front of him.

"The clothes are clean, but the style is not good, and they don't seem to fit well..."

The concubine's self-talk came, and there was the sound of the cloth rubbing, she should be looking at the clothes.

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

! !

Zuo Lingquan didn't expect the Empress Dowager to be so bold, and now she doesn't dare to wake up, pretending she didn't hear anything, and continued to pretend to be asleep.

But Grandma Toffee seemed to be in high spirits. After the movement of taking off her skirt was over, she did not hear the movement of putting on clothes, but sat opposite, dragged the oil lamp over, and picked up the ordinary skirt and gestured:

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

"Chichi?"

Danzi jumped away from his neck and ran to the front.

"You said that the flower carp doesn't match the skirt? It seems a little..."

"grumble?"

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

rustling...

? !

Zuo Lingquan breathed evenly, and his heart was indeed turbulent. He subconsciously recalled the little bit of cherries he saw in Burning Smoke City before. He wanted to calmly open his eyes and glance, but finally held back.

But Empress Dowager seems to be still working hard, even though she doesn't wear a skirt, she said:

"I can't change my mind, it's weird to wear stockings, so take it off..."

"grumble?"

"Are these trousers good-looking? Embroidered according to your appearance..."

rustling...

? ! !

Zuo Lingquan fantasized about the scene close at hand, his will was firm, but there was a limit. Unable to bear it, he raised his head slightly and glanced at the opposite side.

I thought I saw the screams of the concubine's grandmother and her face turned pale, but when I saw this, I saw Shangguan Lingye in a golden phoenix dress, neatly dressed, sitting opposite; The skirt was gently rubbed, and the cold and clear eyes were staring at him intently.

Tuanzi also stared at him, and when he saw his eyes open, he spread out his small wings, looked at Shangguan Lingye, and made a pair of 'just say it, he can't help such a test'.

"..."

Zuo Lingquan's expression froze, pretending to be sober, and wiped his face:

"Why did I fall asleep, um... the table is cleaned up? Empress is so diligent..."

Shangguan Lingye put down her skirt and narrowed her eyes slightly:

"It's said that people who pretend to be asleep can't be woken up. The timing of your waking up is quite intriguing."

Zuo Lingquan let out a haha ​​and stood up:

"Ms. Niang, change your clothes, I'll go out to guard, sober up by the way, this wine is quite strong..."

"Humph~"

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

Zuo Lingquan stood at the door holding his sword, looking at the rain curtain under the eaves, and wanted to talk casually to ease the embarrassment just now, but at this time he couldn't find a suitable topic.

After waiting for a while, the room came:

"Okay, come in."

Zuo Lingquan turned around to open the door, looked up, Shangguan Lingye had taken off his phoenix skirt, put on a pair of brown bodysuits, and lay on the bed with the thin blanket over his chest, closing his eyes. The phoenix skirt and stockings were neatly folded and placed next to the pillow.

The dumpling was probably too full, and rolled around on the quilt. When he found him coming in, he stopped rolling and patted the bed with his wings:

"Gee~"

Zuo Lingquan understood what the dumpling meant, he smiled, turned around and fastened the door, and sat at the table:

"Madam, rest assured, I'll be watching here~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Shangguan Lingye put his hands on his waist, without opening his eyes, he said softly:

"Without the support of infuriating energy, you can't hold your spirits up. I'll sleep for a while, and wake me up in the middle of the night to change the guard with you. If you can't stand it, you can come and lie down together."

Zuo Lingquan went to lie down, and the two of them probably didn't have the heart to sleep. He knew that Shangguan Lingye's soul was very weak, and he didn't laugh. After blowing out the oil lamp, he lightly began to organize his belongings.

Although Linglong Pavilion could not be opened, there were still some things around him that could be used at any time. Bottles containing small beetles, a few bottles of ordinary medicine pills, broken silver, etc., were not available at present.

After Zuo Lingquan counted for a moment, he put everything away, and then turned to look at the bed.

Shangguan Lingye lay quietly on the pillow, her chest was high, her eyes were closed, her side face was very soft, as if she was really asleep.

But Zuo Lingquan just stared at it for a moment when Shangguan Lingye turned over and faced the inside, leaving him with the back of his head...

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