My Debauched Devotion

Xiao Ran took some pastries and dried meat, and with the keel soup, the gentle mountain breeze and the bright night, the beautiful dinner began.

When everyone's dinner was in full swing, Xiao Ran took away five thousand catties of hot soup in a Qiankun bag.

The soup should be served while it is hot, if the soup is not hot, it is destined to be cold.

Grab and grab. "The rest of the bone broth is used for my uncle to refine medicine. Half of it helps me to refine some elixir for gathering spiritual pressure and medicine for suppressing the poison of the one-winged bird. The remaining half is for my disciples to honor my uncle."

Master Yinyue didn't drink bone broth for a long time, and only ate some pastries.

But the strength of the bone broth was still rippling in her blood, making her still flushed like a girl.

"Five thousand catties is too much..."

Spring Frog and Qiu Cicada hurriedly waved their hands and said:

"Not much, not much!"

"Master, you want to make so many spicy medicines, not much at all, just a few mouthfuls... no, just a few furnaces will be used up!"

Xiao Ran didn't think it was too much either.

In his upgrade plan, he needed highly concentrated pills that could gather spiritual pressure in the sea of ​​qi.

The current random critical strike can only hit the power of the Nascent Soul Realm at most, because the previous concentration of medicine dregs can only hit the Nascent Soul at most.

If the new elixir refined by the master can compress the spiritual pressure of the distraction state, then the critical strike of the distraction state can be hit with a random critical strike.

It can be said that he is now taking the route of combining the flow of magic skills and the flow of resources.

What is cultivation?

Can I eat it?

He was filial to his master, trying to get as much filial piety as possible to upgrade his skills.

After earning and hunting for cultivation resources, let the master help you to refine the spirit-gathering elixir to upgrade your spiritual power.

If the cultivation base is reversed according to the spiritual pressure of the exercise, Xiao Ran is already in the Nascent Soul realm!

It can be seen from this that the uncle is an indispensable part of his upgrade plan, and he must be filial to him.

Master is working very hard, more soup should be ordered.

What's more, keel soup is rich in DNA.

"Uncle, take it. This soup is also very good for maintaining your figure and beauty."

Nian Shuju kenshuju.com Nian Shuju. "You child..."

Master Yinyue shook his head, resentful, but silently took the soup.

Chu Yan blushed slightly, although she wasn't very interested in drinking soup to practice, but everyone did, but she didn't, and suddenly felt empty in her heart.

"Why do everyone have it, but I don't?"

My soup is to honor the elders!

You are my apprentice, you should get me some soup to drink.

With the uncle at the side, Xiao Ran didn't say what was in his heart, he just made a cake for Chu Yan.

"Because you are the most special! If you can help me take care of the garden and design beautiful clothes for Master, I have special soup for you."

Chu Yan's pretty face became more and more red, especially the ears, which were so red that they were about to steam.

Of course, this is bone broth special effects.

"Uncle Master, did you hear that? He's talking dirty again."

He gnawed at the book and lived there. Yinyue stowed the soup and said nonchalantly:

"Have it?"

...

In terms of the tranquility of the scenery, Baicao Peak is even better than Zhijian Peak.

Hot Springs Valley.

The moonlight hangs in the middle of the night.

The breeze is blowing the grass, and the insects are rustling.

Nine streams flow down into the deep pool.

In the curling water mist, Ling Zhouyue sat in the pool with her eyes closed, her right arm sticking out her picturesque side face.

Fog surrounds the neck, the water reaches the chest, and the wine jug is slipped in the left hand, and the clear fragrance of the wine ripples slightly among the snow-capped mountains.

Like a natural sculpture of Fengyun, it is as bright and clean as jade, as white as the bright moon, and it is faintly more majestic and graceful, with undulating waves.

A pair of straight and slender eyebrows that are tired and stretched, vaguely restrained the sword spirit of a strong man.

Master is very beautiful.

It's also dangerous.

Xiao Ran looked outside the fog for a while before saying:

"Master, drink some keel soup."

Ling Zhouyue raised the pot and sipped the wine in a daze, her brows were weary and her tone was lazy.

"What's so good about bone broth? Isn't it good to use keel to make wine?"

This IQ, Xiao Ran has no way to push it to Master, who has not woken up.

"Master, only the seeds of plants can make wine."

Ling Zhouyue drank another sip of wine, dazed, but extremely confident.

"Oh? What about the animal seeds?"

Xiao Ran said truthfully:

"The seeds of animals can only produce man."

Brew people?

Ling Zhouyue frowned slightly, her brain suddenly short-circuited, and she opened her eyes suddenly.

Xiao Ran had already squatted beside the master. When the master opened his eyes, he happened to see the black porcelain bowl full of soup.

good smell.

Fragrance that challenges the limits of the nasal cavity.

So much so that Ling Zhouyue forgot how animal seeds make people.

A pair of sword eyebrows slightly frowned.

"Why is the soup golden?"

Xiao Ran said:

"This is a layer of head soup made from the flesh and blood of divine beasts. The concentrated essence is the essence. Master, drink it quickly."

Ling Zhouyue lowered her head and took a sip of gilded bone broth.

The entrance of the bone soup creates a wave of delicious taste directly on the tip of the tongue, and the concentrated and pure spiritual power instantly seeps into the spirit veins and blood veins, rushing straight to the dantian and palace body.

The picturesque clear face instantly swelled red.

Feel so comfortable...

Xiao Ran saw that Master's neck was sweating, the snow mountain was slightly rippling, and the sea of ​​air was surging, thinking that she was suppressing her cultivation.

It wasn't until he found out that Master was blushing and staring at him strangely, that he realized that what Master was holding back wasn't his cultivation, but something else.

Good guy!

Before Xiao Ran had time to be pleasantly surprised, Master blushed and asked him coldly:

"What kind of ghost soup are you making? You didn't add anything strange, did you?"

It is the value of filial piety, I added the value of filial piety to the soup!

"It's keel bone soup. The uncle also added some common herbal medicines to remove fishy smell and improve spirit. Master drink more. The uncle said that it has the effect of anti-pregnancy."

Xiao Ran said without changing expression.

"Prenatal care? What kind of prenatal care?"

Ling Zhouyue was stunned for a long while before realizing that her precious master had already betrayed her and told Li Ran what she had accidentally said.

Sure enough, Master betrayed me as an apprentice when he met a tempted man.

Oh, woman.

Ling Zhouyue took a sip of wine, cleared her stomach, and stared sideways at Xiao Ran, with a sword light shining in her bright eyes.

"Do you have the guts to let your teacher have an abortion?"

What are you afraid of!

As long as you are brave enough, Master will take maternity leave!

Now that the master asked sincerely, Xiao Ran's momentum was like a rainbow, and he said righteously:

"This is not a matter of guts. The situation in the Dharma-ending era is becoming more and more serious, the ghosts are becoming more and more rampant, and the population is becoming increasingly scarce. As a sword holder, disciples always have to have more children and fight more, and contribute to boosting the world's population... Wouldn’t it be nice to have a baby instead of the coquettish sluts out there, so we can produce and sell our own at Sword Peak to strengthen our power?”

Ling Zhouyue was stunned for a while, and it took a long time to realize that the sword intent in her eyes became stronger.

"Is this the love words you confess to a woman as a man? Why don't you feel nauseous as a teacher?"

However, the system betrayed her...

Xiao Ran is filial:

"I'm afraid it's too nasty to say it, people are gone." Zhuo Zhe Shuo

Ling Zhouyue still had a face as red as cherry blossoms.

"Isn't it uncomfortable for you to squat like this and feed me soup? Go into the water."

"yes."

Xiao Ran went into the water honestly, not daring to take off his clothes.

Ling Zhouyue's sword eyebrows twitched slightly, and the sword light in her eyes turned slightly cold.

"Undress."

"yes."

Xiao Ran took off his clothes obediently. Fortunately, the fog was heavy enough and there was no safety risk.

Ling Zhouyue still had a sullen face, and ordered:

"Sit next to the teacher."

"yes."

Xiao Ran sat on the pleated rock beside the master, the pool was too small, it was almost close to the master.

Only then was Ling Zhouyue satisfied, and pushed back the golden soup that Xiao Ran brought.

"I'm a teacher and I haven't had any children. This golden soup is useless to me. You should drink more, maybe you can become stronger."

That's right, Master isn't pregnant yet.

Xiao Ran nodded.

"Oh, save that for later."

Ling Zhouyue twitched her eyebrows slightly, and turned her head to stare at Xiao Ran.

"I want you to drink it."

It's not the gold soup that Xiao Ran is greedy for, but the filial piety value from his master, he really can't bear to drink it alone.

"Then how about me and Shizun being half of one person?"

"Also."

So Xiao Ran picked up the black porcelain bowl and took a sip with you, Master, and I took one sip after another, bowl after bowl.

It's as if what you drink is not bone broth, but a glass of wine.

It was originally a scene of love between you and me, but the master was addicted to drinking, and finally turned into a scene of Wu Song swallowing the sea at Jingyang Ridge.

“Good soup!”

Her head was dizzy, she let the sea of ​​qi churn, her blood spurted out, and there were bead-sized beads of sweat all over her body.

By the end of the drink, he was already in a daze, leaning limply on Xiao Ran's shoulder, soft and sticky, looking like he was at the mercy of others.

The value of filial piety has soared to more than a thousand!

Xiao Ran himself didn't react too much.

Most of the spiritual power gathered into the sea of ​​air, forming a large air vortex. According to the strength of the vortex, if it is displayed, it should be more than the power of the Nascent Soul.

It's just that the amount is not enough, it may be empty after a few times of use, and a continuous supply of elixir and white soup is needed.

On the contrary, Master's warm and soft body leaning against his side made it difficult for him to control himself. If he hadn't been worried about being rushed into the sky naked by Jian Qi, he would have made a contribution to the Dharma-ending mankind!

The master has not yet fully fallen asleep, and said in a daze:

"No wonder you said you want to hunt dragons, and you want to ride dragons. The soup made from a dragon bone is better than the strongest wine I have ever drunk. If there are dragons in this world, you must catch them as a teacher, even if you can't make wine. You can also drink wine…”

Dragon Bubble was ok.

Xiao Ran suddenly asked:

"Master doesn't have a dragon tooth?"

Do I have dragon teeth?

Oh, I remembered, more than 300,000 spirit stones were mortgaged and sold, and they were all lost in a few games.

Ling Zhouyue didn't explain Longya's whereabouts, but only asked:

"Don't you feel sick, Longya?"

Xiao Ran:

"So Master took the dragon tooth and sold it?"

"..."

Ling Zhouyue twitched her brows and eyes, pretending to be drunk.

"This golden soup tastes really good, but it's a pity that there is too little to drink."

Xiao Ran said:

"Disciple, there is still white soup here, the amount is enough, Master, would you like to drink some?"

"Do you want to die!"

Ling Zhouyue sat up instinctively, only then did she realize that her thinking was skewed by Tang Li's influence, she leaned on Xiao Ran's shoulder again, and said coquettishly:

"I want to drink white soup."

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Chapter 185 Saohuawang: Wuhu accelerates to take off.