Cultivation of immortals, the beginning of cultivating demons for ten years

Chapter 105 Mr. Said, Don’t Waste Food [Seeking Monthly Pass]

Spring went to autumn, and in winter, there was a heavy snowfall.

Qingyuan, covered in silver, is extraordinarily enchanting.

Two small, two big and four figures are building a snowman on the snow.

Yan Ping made a bamboo bear, Liu Yao made Lian Er, and Lian Er made Liu Yao and Yan Ping.

Two tall snowmen stood next to the little snowman representing her, one on the left and the other on the right. When the work was done, the little girl flushed with excitement and smiled happily.

"Sir, mother, look, this small one is Lian'er, this tall one is sir, and this beautiful one is mother."

"The snowman made by Lian Er is so beautiful, it looks so similar."

Yan Ping did not hesitate to praise.

"whee."

Lian'er was held in Liu Yao's arms, she looked at the black and white bamboo bear and asked curiously: "Sir, what did you pile up? Black and white, round head, round body, so cute."

"This is a bamboo bear, you can also call it a panda."

Yan Ping said and put two black gemstones on the panda as eyeballs.

King Yan made a pile of snowmen by himself.

There is Yan Ping, the golden ape, the white fox, the black cat, the big carp, the bean, and the flame elf.

King Yan came over and said, "Master, I miss Jin Mao and Dou Zi."

"Wait another day or two, and we'll go back to Dazhou."

"King Yan, Golden Retriever, Douzi, and White Fox, how do they get along well?"

Lian'er jumped off the ground, she already knew that she would follow Yan Wang to Da Zhou, mother is not a Confucianism cultivator, so she can't teach her how to practice, she wants her to go with her husband.

"It's easy to get along with, they are all very nice, Lian'er, you are so beautiful and cute, they will definitely like you."

Yan Wang was a little afraid of Lian Er, since the master arranged Lian Er to study in his private school half a year ago, Yan Wang's good days have come to an end.

Lian Er is often pulled by Lian Er to read and write together. Lian Er likes writing and reading very much.

In her opinion, King Yan is a disciple of her husband, and he probably also likes to read and write, so she took King Yan with her every day.

This made Yan Wang, who was used to sleeping in, miserable, and was lifted out of the quilt by Lian Er sleepily every day.

He had resisted before, but he was directly suppressed. He couldn't beat him, he couldn't beat him, he couldn't run, and he couldn't run away. King Yan was miserable, but his handwriting became more and more beautiful.

"Hee hee, really? King Yan, you are not lying to Lian Er, are you?"

Yan Wang smiled bitterly and said, "Lian'er, how dare I lie to you."

"Come on, let's have a snowball fight."

The square in front of Qingyuan is very large, and the snow is thick and thick, which attracts the children of Commander Liu Wei's family to play snowball fights there.

Lian Er dragged Yan Wang out of Qingyuan and joined the battle group.

"Yaoyao, let's start too."

"Please let me enjoy the lash of your love."

"Pfft, a dog's mouth can't spit out ivory."

Liu Yao gave Yan Ping a white look, and rushed to the sky, heading for the Gangfeng layer.Yan Ping followed closely behind.

In the past six months, Yan Ping often dragged Liu Yao into the Gangfeng layer for sparring.

Gangfeng training body.

Coupled with Liu Yao's wicker whipping, Yan Ping's unyielding vajra state has been completely stabilized.

The reason why she insists on going to the Gangfeng layer to practice every day is naturally to have more physical contact with the beauties.

The taste in it is not enough for outsiders.

After a profuse sweat, one person and one monster went back to wash up.

Thinking that he had finally achieved his wish and climbed to the peak of his dream and picked the red fruit of victory, Yan Ping couldn't help humming a song while taking a bath.

On the other side, Liu Yao returned to the dormitory with a flushed face, lightly untied Luo Yi, stepped into the bathtub, recalled the scene of being hugged by that person just now, couldn't help but spit.

This guy Yan Ping is really going too far.

Liu Yao was cursing someone in her heart, but the corners of her mouth could not help but rise slightly.

The next day, the sky was gray and it was snowing again.

Goose feather heavy snow.

A little girl in a white dress embroidered with golden lotus, fell from the sky, wrapped in wind and snow, and landed outside Yan Ping's gate.

"Sir, sir, wake up, mother made eight-treasure porridge, get up and eat!"

Squeak~~~!

Yan Ping pushed the door open, "Morning Lian'er! Come and give your husband a kiss."

Yan Ping picked up the little girl and kissed her tender face.

Lian'er also responded with a boo boo.

The recipe of eight-treasure porridge was obtained by Yan Ping from the shopkeeper of Laifu Inn in exchange for a life-extending pill.

After Mrs. Zu's improvement, it is no longer an ordinary eight-treasure porridge, but a delicacy of immortals.

Qingyuan is very big, and it takes a quarter of an hour to walk from the residence to the main restaurant. Yan Ping carried Lian Er directly to the restaurant.

From a distance, I saw a blue palace dress serving porridge.

King Yan divided the chopsticks on the side.

Wife and children are hot on the kang.

This situation is really a bit like what is said in the words.

"Master, morning."

"morning."

Yan Ping rubbed Yan Wang's head.

"Yaoyao."

"Come on, sit down and eat."

"Eat eight-treasure porridge!"

"Mother, I want to eat five big bowls!"

"it is good."

The warm breakfast was quickly disturbed by an unexpected guest.

"Wow, it smells so good, give me a bowl too."

Liu Jin appeared and came to the restaurant smelling the aroma.

"In the pot, fill it yourself."

"Tsk tsk, Liu Yao, since Xiaoyou Yan came, you have become more and more virtuous."

Liu Jin served a bowl of eight-treasure porridge, sat down, and said with a smile, "Little friend Yan, thanks to you, I, Liu Jin, tasted Miss Liu Yao's cooking for the first time in my life."

Liu Yao's ears were hot, and she said: "There's so much nonsense, if you don't eat it, get out."

"I eat, I don't talk."

Liu Jin made ten bowls of eight-treasure porridge. If Lian Er hadn't seen the situation and protected the cauldron, he might have made Lian Er's share too.

"Ahem, Lian'er, how about giving Uncle another bowl."

Lian'er didn't speak, she pulled the edge of the pot with her short hands, stuck her head into the cauldron, and inhaled frantically.

Lian'er raised her head and licked off the porridge hanging from the corner of her mouth, "Hi, Uncle Liu Jin, there is no more porridge."

Liu Jin looked at the cauldron, and was speechless, "You little foodie, you even licked the bottom of the pot clean."

Lian'er jumped to the ground, put her hands on her hips, and hummed, "Master said, don't waste food."

King Yan shook his head and recited aloud: "It's noon on the day of hoeing, and the sweat drips down to the soil. Who knows that every grain of the food on the plate is hard work."

"The poem written by my wife warns us to cherish food."

"Then did you tell you to respect the old?"

"You're not old."

"On the contrary, we are very young, you have to love the young, instead of fighting with us for food."

"I'm almost [-] years old, so I'm not old!"

King Yan rolled his eyes and said: "Your real body is Disha Liujin, you can live for 10 years, 20 years is equivalent to [-] years for ordinary people, how old is it?"

Liu Jin was directly defeated.

"Let's go, Lian'er's silver lotus golden armor is about to be born."

Wuliu Peak, the underground refining room.

The eight migrant dragons opened their mouths to spit out dragon flames, and the gossip stove in the center trembled slightly, indicating that another magic weapon was about to be born.

Ripples appeared in the void, and two willow sticks came out, each supporting one side, Yan Ping walked out of the void passage with Lian'er in his arms, with King Yan and Liu Jin behind him.

After everyone landed on the ground, Liu Yao showed up and received the magic power.

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　Originally, two chapters were published in succession, but Chapter 2 violation was blocked, I didn't write too much content!
　　
　
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