Rebirth: Cultivation of Immortals in the city

Chapter 61: Demon Fruit (1)
Two or three minutes later, Gu Yingying sneezed several times in a row, and walked into the room with tears in her eyes. She also yawned a few times to cover up her tears, and said, "I'm so sleepy, my tears are coming out." .”

"Let's eat, sister Yingying, this cabbage is delicious." Wei Juan's mouth was full of rice, and she couldn't speak clearly.

"Okay." Gu Yingying moved her lotus steps, arrived beside Long Su'er, smiled wryly, and then began to serve the rice.

Long Su'er's eyes were tightly locked on her body, and she couldn't help but feel some inexplicable emotions. Gu Yingying is only 13 years old like a flower, but her mind is so mature. At this time, she tasted the bitter fruit of love. Is it a blessing or a curse? .

If someone from the world of cultivators knew about Long Su'er's thoughts, they would burst into tears. You used to be a music idiot, so you are reborn. How come you are so familiar with the world? I think back then... Someone is suffering... I will omit a book below.

Time passed by in an ordinary way. Every day, Long Su'er healed the wounds of the cunning sheep, and went to the lake to see the scenery when she had nothing to do. In the past, Gu Yingying would always accompany her, but the number of times later became less and less However, Qin Yuxiang came here a few times, and every time she talked about the injury of the cunning sheep, she didn't mention whether she would go to collect the demon fruit, and Long Su'er didn't bother to ask.

Gu Cheng and Qian Jun were unexpectedly calm, they just felt sorry for the lost few days, and didn't express much about the rest. Long Su'er couldn't help but feel puzzled. According to their personalities, they definitely wouldn't let Qin Yuxiang go to die 'Yes, it seems that Qin Yuxiang is planning not to go.

It was still a peaceful third day, and Cunning Sheep had almost recovered. It could help fetch water and collect firewood, and there was no trace of injury on its legs.

"Are you leaving tomorrow?" Qin Yuxiang knelt by the lake, holding a wooden barrel in his hand.

"It should be." Long Su'er didn't know what she was thinking, but she replied flatly.

"Let's go together tomorrow..." Qin Yuxiang seemed to have made some serious determination, she pulled up the barrel and said, "I'll come to you at night, okay?"

"Okay, just the two of us?" Long Su'er raised her eyebrows and asked, the surprise that flashed in her beautiful eyes was never buried.

"Yes, it's just us...today I'll put a lot of perspiration medicine into the vegetables, don't move." Qin Yuxiang looked resolute, as if she had made a lot of determination. I'm afraid she planned to do so from the first day Well, that's why they don't respond.

Long Su'er couldn't help admiring her character, for the sake of her life, she could take such a risk, I'm afraid she was planning to lose her own life.

However, Long Su'er is not a good person, she risked her life and death for Jiu Yang, but not for Long Su'er, probably even if she told her what Jiu Yang thought, she would go alone.

"Dinner is ready." Qin Yuxiang remained normal, she kept a tender smile, and spread a thick cloth on the boulder, on which were all delicious meals, which were more abundant than before.

"I'm starving to death, dinner is served, dinner is served." Wei Juan got out, like a mischievous little elf, waving her little hand, wishing to shoot directly.

"It's so rich." Gu Cheng opened the curtain and sat on the rock, and took the rice from Gu Yingying.

Qian Jun put his arms around Gu Cheng's shoulders, laughed loudly and said, "My cousin will be a good wife and mother from now on, so book it early." He didn't notice, because of his words, Gu Yingying's little hand trembled, and she almost missed the pottery. The bowl shattered.

"Cousin." Qin Yuxiang glared at him with blushing cheeks and said, "I'll tell you the names of the dishes. This is Yu's Stir-fry, Yellow Peach Wrapped Pork, Potato Stewed Eggplant King, and Spicy Boiled Pork Slices." She said. His eyes sank, he glanced at Long Su'er's direction, and said, "Bamboo shoots in cold salad, home-cooked cold dish."

(End of this chapter)