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Chapter 156 Nanke Yimeng

"Miss, miss?"

In the painting boat, Xiao Xiao softly called out to her young lady.

After a while, Shang Lewei woke up leisurely, Shang Lewei who woke up was still a little dazed.

But soon after waking up, he immediately sat up and looked around.

"When did I come back?"

Shang Lewei looked around, she had already returned to the boat, but shouldn't she be in that fairy mountain?
In the fairy mountain, there are immortals, white deer and giant tiger, and the dragon girl.

After drinking a cup of fairy wine, his whole body became light and soft.

"Miss, what nonsense are you talking about? Aren't you always on the boat?"

Hearing this, Xiao Xiao cast a puzzled look at Shang Lewei.

Shang Lewei was stunned when she heard the words, how could it be possible, she clearly met the immortal last night, and even played a song for him.

How could it be possible to stay on the boat all the time.

"I didn't leave last night?"

Shang Lewei stared at Xiao Xiao and asked.

Xiao Xiao nodded with great certainty, "Of course I never left, Xiao Xiao has always guarded Miss."

"Miss, did you catch a cold last night? It's windy on the river at night, so it's easy to catch a cold."

Shang Lewei was startled when he heard that, could it be that he was really dreaming?

Thinking of this in her heart, Shang Lewei couldn't help lying down again, and suddenly felt that there seemed to be an extra object on her wrist.

He raised his hand subconsciously, and then saw a pearl on Hao's wrist at some point.

This pearl is a little different from other pearls, it looks like a puddle of clear water in the pearl.

Seeing this pearl, Shang Lewei's heart was shocked. Last night, she was not dreaming, it was real. She met a fairy!
"Xiao Xiao, do you believe that there are immortals in this world?"

Shang Lewei's words made Xiao Xiao look at her own lady strangely. Could it be that my lady really caught a cold and was talking nonsense?

I have to ask the back kitchen to cook a bowl of ginger soup.

"Miss, what are you talking about? Xiaoxiao just told you a few days ago that that young master looks like a fairy, and you still said that there are no such things as fairy in this world."

Shang Lewei pursed her lips and smiled, and Xiao Xiao continued, "By the way, Miss, the ship sailed out of the fog for no reason this morning, do I need to go back and wait for that young master?"

"No, we can leave now."

Shang Lewei shook her head.

"Didn't the lady play a tune for that gentleman?"

Xiao Xiao was puzzled, didn't her own lady already finish the song?
"It's been played."

"Uncle Fang, the boat has left."

At the foot of Yingping Peak, Xiaoqin could not help saying something after watching the painting boat on the distant river drive away.

Fang Zelin looked up when he heard the voice, then nodded.

Apart from other things, this Shang Lewei is very smart, seeing that Huafang has left the enchanted array, she has no intention of coming back, but drives away directly.

After thinking about it, I knew what he meant.

After playing a song, Fang Zelin no longer kept the other party.

If it were someone else, it might be possible to order the boat to come back and look for Yingping Peak.

In addition, when sending the other party back, Meng Yunqing also gave the other party a pearl. The pearl belt is a bit unusual, it can ward off evil spirits, and it is not a problem to protect her from all diseases.

"Let's drive away, then let her go. If we meet again by fate in the future, maybe we can still listen to the other party playing a song."

Fang Zelin was smiling while showering Lingdao on the side.

Meng Yunqing watched Fang Zelin perform the small cloud and rain technique, and now he has also come into contact with the spell of cloud and rain.

After taking a closer look at this moment, I felt that something was wrong, "Uncle Fang's technique of moving clouds and spreading rain is not quite the same as my Dragon Clan's technique of moving clouds and spreading rain."

"Of course it's different."

His little cloud and rain technique consumes spiritual power, and then there are a little more things that he pondered.

It's different in the middle, and that's normal.

"Is Uncle Fang's spell better, or the Dragon Clan's cloud and rain technique?"

Meng Yunqing looked at it, but felt that this spell was extremely unusual.

The medicine fields and the spiritual rice under the spiritual rain seemed to have regained their sanity.

And this medicinal plant looks a bit different from other medicinal plants.

"Each has its own advantages and disadvantages. The dragon clan's technique of moving clouds and distributing rain can cover a huge area. My spell is more limited, but the rain that falls is quite different, and it is of great benefit to plants."

Hearing this, Meng Yunqing understood the difference after thinking about it.

Looking at Xiao Yunyushu in front of him, he felt a little greedy.

After taking a closer look, he knew that this was not something he could learn.

"Xiao Qin, don't steal wine."

Fang Zelin bent over and was fiddling with the small seedlings.

After the last harvest, there were more than a dozen seedlings in the field, and Fang Zelin was watching carefully.

But when he noticed Xiaoqin's little move, he scolded him without looking back.

Hearing this, Xiao Longnv, who was about to reach out her little hand towards Qing Ruokong, immediately looked around like a frightened deer.

It was as if he was looking for something to cover up his actions.

"Little sister, if you drink that wine, I'm afraid you will be locked up after you go back."

Seeing this scene, Meng Yunqing couldn't help laughing.

Even at the banquet, this person was not allowed to drink, so how could Xiaoqin be allowed to drink that Qingruokong right now.

It's just that last night, the three of them drank Qing Ruokong together, the scent of the wine wafting out, and Meng Yunqing couldn't help sighing about the good wine, which naturally aroused Xiaoqin's curiosity.

I begged for a drink last night, but unfortunately I was rejected.

Unexpectedly, to this day, I still can't forget it.

"Ah? No, no, Xiaoqin, don't go into confinement."

Hearing this, Xiaoqin immediately faltered, and walked back with her head drooping.

She sniffed the fragrance and was really salivating, but she drank all three of them, but she didn't.

"After you become the body of a real dragon, you can come to Uncle Fang to receive an altar."

Fang Zelin couldn't help but find it funny seeing the other party's aggrieved appearance, and then promised.

There are a lot more spiritual rice now, and after a while, there will be more and more spiritual rice.

At that time, Qing Ruokong will naturally still have some, and it is also possible to leave an altar for the other party.

Xiaoqin was overjoyed when he heard the words, and kept saying good things about Uncle Fang.

Meng Yunqing's throat moved when he heard it, the altar was as clear as empty?
I don't know if I can get some from Xiaoqin at that time, but this Qingruokong is much better than the good wine at the banquet before.

It's no wonder that Uncle Fang just stayed at the banquet for a day and then left.

After drinking such a good wine, how can I drink other drinks.

During the banquet, when the father asked Uncle Fang how the wine was, Uncle Fang obviously left a little bit of a slack.

(End of this chapter)