Immortal and Demon Cultivation

Ye Xiaochuan was cooking, and Yun Qiyou was watching.

Wangcai and Fugui were drooling and crying for food.

This scene has not appeared for many years.

You have seen the sea, and nothing else can compare to it.

This may be the reflection of Ye Xiaochuan's inner feelings at the moment.

He missed every day and every hour he spent with Yun Qiyou.

However, they could never go back to the past.

Not to mention that Yun Qiyou had lost his past memories and treated him as a familiar stranger.

Ye Xiaochuan's identity alone meant that they were destined to be together in this life.

A faint fragrance began to spread, and the two greedy birds stopped calling and squatted obediently on the edge of the campfire, with four shining eyes staring at the iron pot hanging above the campfire.

Ye Xiaochuan was constantly stir-frying with a wooden spatula, and the aroma of meat made the two little guys intoxicated.

Yun Qiyou was also intoxicated at the same time.

Yun Qiyou suddenly felt a little dazed at this moment.

In the depths of her soul, there seemed to be a similar picture flashing.

In the picture, she seemed to be smiling at the man in front of her.

She clearly felt that she was happy and happy at that time.

It seemed that the hearts of the two were tightly bound together.

When Yun Qiyou came back to her senses, it was already half an hour later.

The food was ready.

Ye Xiaochuan cooked a large pot of rice and fried a few exquisite dishes.

He greeted Yun Qiyou and said, "Fairy Yun, you must be hungry too, come and eat together."

Yun Qiyou raised her proud head, with an expression that kept people away, but her body was very honest, and her lower abdomen made a gurgling sound.

Yun Qiyou's pride collapsed instantly, and a faint blush appeared on her pale cheeks.

She said nothing and came to Ye Xiaochuan.

The conditions here are limited, and Ye Xiaochuan has tried his best to do everything.

A fragrant fried bacon was placed on a three-foot square table, and Ye Xiaochuan and Yun Qiyou sat on the ground facing each other.

Ye Xiaochuan handed a pair of white ivory chopsticks to Yun Qiyou, and Yun Qiyou did not refuse this time.

She took the ivory chopsticks, picked up a piece of bacon and put it in her mouth and chewed slowly.

She lived alone with Ye Xiaochuan for a while in the Western Regions and the Dead Marsh last year, and ate the food cooked by Ye Xiaochuan.

This is a very special taste.

Simple ingredients, after being stir-fried by Ye Xiaochuan's hands that seemed to be able to turn decay into magic, turned into a delicacy that was unforgettable.

At the level of Yun Qiyou and Ye Xiaochuan, they can actually fast for a long time.

The powerful and rich true essence and spiritual power in the body can be converted into the nutrients needed by the body, so that it can be kept without food and drink for a long time.

Moreover, Yun Qiyou never thought that she was a greedy woman.

However, when she faced the delicious dishes cooked by Ye Xiaochuan, this arrogant lady of heaven was reluctant to put down her chopsticks.

Ye Xiaochuan did not eat. He was busy for nearly an hour, just like the past few decades, he was not busy for himself.

He took out a small jar of sorghum wine from the empty bracelet, and drank it directly without a wine bowl.

In a short while, five or six pounds of sorghum wine went into his stomach.

It is said that a drunk can relieve a thousand worries. Ye Xiaochuan has a lot of worries in Longmen these years. He spends every day drinking to relieve his worries.

A jar of strong liquor is just an appetizer, which does not affect Ye Xiaochuan from pulling out the second jar of strong liquor from the empty bracelet.

Just as he was about to unseal the seal, a white wine jar was pushed in front of him by a pair of warm and white hands.

The almost translucent wine jar was engraved with many exquisite patterns.

Compared with the khaki pottery wine jar in Ye Xiaochuan's hand, one is the cloud in the sky and the other is the mud under the ground.

Ye Xiaochuan had seen this kind of wine jar before. It was a specialty of Princess Xiaoqi, and it was filled with the nectar brewed by the Queen Mother of the West.

As a qualified little drunkard, when seeing the best wine in the Three Realms, Ye Xiaochuan's expression at this moment was like the two fat birds beside him seeing delicious food.

The corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching.

He looked up at Yun Qiyou.

Yun Qiyou retracted his hand and didn't look at him.

She took out two jade cups from the ethereal bracelet that Ye Xiaochuan gave her that year, and placed one in front of Ye Xiaochuan and one in front of herself.

Such a fairy wine must be tasted carefully. If you drink it like Ye Xiaochuan just did, it would be a waste of heaven's gift.

There was still silence between the two, but it seemed that the familiar tacit understanding was back.

After Yun Qiyou placed the jade cups, he picked up the chopsticks and continued to eat the dishes. Occasionally, he picked up one or two pieces of bacon and threw them high, and then Wangcai and Fugui accurately caught them with their bird beaks.

Ye Xiaochuan opened the jar of nectar and slowly poured wine into two jade cups.

His movements were slow, serious, and careful.

This stuff doesn't exist in the human world, but was brought by Princess Xiaoqi from heaven. Every sip you take is one less, so you can't waste a drop.

Ye Xiaochuan picked up the jade cup, cleared his throat, and finally said, "Thank you, Fairy Yun, for inviting me to drink."

Yun Qiyou also picked up the jade cup and said, "Same here."

Ye Xiaochuan loves alcohol, but he won't drink it down like a cow if it's good wine.

Yun Qiyou inherited his father's alcoholic gene, but also her mother's proud nature of not drinking anything.

She drank alcohol, but since she was a child, she only drank the nectar of the Queen Mother of the West, and did not drink other inferior wines, so that Yun Qiyou was regarded as a fairy who did not drink in the hearts of the world.

The two raised their glasses and took a sip.

A faint blush appeared on Yun Qiyou's cheeks, and a touch of beauty seemed to bloom in his indifference.

She turned the jade cup with her fingertips and looked at the transparent liquid in the jade cup. He said softly: "Lanling's fine wine is filled with tulips, and the jade bowl contains amber light. But it makes the host drunk, and the guests don't know where they are. This poem was taught to me by my father when I was very young. I didn't know it before. I understand, now I gradually understand my father’s

state of mind. "

Ye Xiaochuan was a little sad.

He is no longer the illiterate white man who loved to compose limericks on Cangyun Mountain. Years of accumulation have given him a certain literary foundation.

He seemed to feel how sad the Evil God was in his heart when he raised his wine glass and read this poem in the Peach Blossom Valley.

Heaven is not my hometown after all.

But the evil god had to stay in heaven.

This may be the saddest thing in life. Ye Xiaochuan sighed and said: "In ancient times, all the sages were lonely, and only the drinkers left their names. For the safety of the world, Senior Evil God did not hesitate to live in a foreign land in heaven, which is respectable. It's a pity that Senior Evil God and I only have a one-time relationship. So far,

I haven’t had the pleasure of having three drinks with him yet. "

Yun Qiyou looked surprised and said, "Have you seen my father?"

Ye Xiaochuan nodded.

He said: "Last year's Battle of the Holy Mountain, your father appeared in Kunlun Mountain. I have met him. He is indeed an expert that people look up to."

Ye Xiaochuan did not talk about his experience of being beaten violently by the evil god.

His evaluation of the evil god is very pertinent. Regardless of whether he has regarded the evil god as his imaginary enemy in the future game, it cannot change the fact that the evil god is a great man in his heart.