When Feng Wuxie returned to Tang's house, it was already about one more day at night.
She walked to Di Qianxie's room and saw that his room was still holding a light, and she wanted to push the door in. However, Mo Rong showed himself in the dark and stopped in front of Feng Wuxie—
"Madam, are you back?" Now Mo Rong is used to calling Feng Wuxie his wife.
I still remember the first time he saw Feng Wuxie in Feng's house with the leader, she was just a waste material staring at ugly scars, struggling to survive under the persecution of family members!
But now, not to mention her beauty, even her cultivation base is increasing day by day, no matter her temperament, personality, or talent, she is qualified to be honored by him as the wife of the leader.
Feng Wuxie is a little strange, how could Mo Rong stay outside Di Qianxie's room at this time
"Where is Emperor Qianxie?" Feng Wuxie looked into the room, and through the window, she vaguely saw the shadow of Emperor Qianxie, as if sitting cross-legged in cultivation.
Mo Rong smiled slightly: "The leader is cultivating. Wait for a while. Let's go in again when the leader's cultivation is completed today."
Feng Wuxie nodded, and sat down on the stone table and chair outside Di Qianxie's room and waited on the spot.
There was Emperor Qianxie's half-drinking Chen wine on the stone table. Feng Wuxie smelled the mellow, so he poured himself a cup and drank it leisurely.
Mo Rong sat down opposite Feng Wuxie when he saw this, and said with a smile:
"The wine of the lord, although it tastes fragrant, it has great stamina. You must be careful to get drunk."
Feng Wuxie waved his hand: "Don't worry, I'm a good drinker. At our place, I can drink a catty of Erguotou without dizziness or trouble. Nothing at all!"
"Erguotou?" Mo Rong was a little curious: "Is it the name of the wine?"
"... Hmm, yes." Feng Wuxie nodded with a smile, just passing by.
After drinking two more glasses, Feng Wuxie couldn't help licking his mouth—not to mention, Di Qianxie's wine was really delicious!
The third cup, the fourth cup...
It's really delicious.
This Emperor Qianxie really hides a lot of treasures, and even the wine he drinks is a rare delicacy in the world!
Suddenly thinking of something, Feng Wuxie asked Mo Rong, "Huh, little Mo Rong?"
Mo Rong frowned... What the hell is Little Mo Rong
He was four years older than Feng Wuxie, why did she suddenly call him Xiao Mo Rong
Is it possible that this is drunk
Mo Rong looked at Feng Wuxie intently, and saw that her complexion was pale, her eyebrows were energetic, and she didn't seem to be drunk...
"What?" Mo Rong asked.
"You secretly tell me one thing."
Feng Wuxie suddenly looked a little mysterious, and there was no one around, but she lowered her tone and asked:
"Your family teacher, what realm has his cultivation level reached? I tried to test it several times, but I didn't get it. I asked him once before, and the arrogant and arrogant man deliberately sold him and didn't tell me, come here. Come on, tell me secretly—"
Feng Wuxie looked curious, and after asking, he put his ear to the side with a pretentious expression.
Mo Rong thought, Feng Wuxie is not an outsider, and she will marry the leader sooner or later, and the leader’s cultivation level is not a big secret, so he said: "When the leader was seventeen years old, he had already broken through the desolate gods. I’ve been cultivating for the past two years. I want to make a breakthrough, but I’ve already practiced
It has been two years, and as far as I know, although the spirit power of the leader has grown deeper and deeper in the past two years, he still has not broken through, as if he has entered a bottleneck period. "
"Wild God?!" Rao was Feng Wuxie and couldn't help exclaiming!
She once again counted the soul cultivation levels with her fingers: Tianwu, Di Ling, Xuan Qing, Huang Ji, Yu Fan, Zhou Xian, Hong Zhen, Desolate God...
Desolate God is what she knows now, the highest soul power level!
"It's really a human being more popular!" Feng Wuxie gritted his teeth: "But since Huang Shen is already at the highest level, what will he achieve if he continues to practice?"
… You won’t really become a monster, will you
No, Di Qianxie is already a monster now, and if he continues to practice it, I am afraid he will become a monster!
Feng Wuxie was a little speechless.
The higher the level of this soul cultivation technique, the more difficult it is to advance. Emperor Qianxie is already in the realm of the Desolate God, the highest level. After two years of cultivation, he hasn't made any breakthroughs. Then, is there no more breakthrough
What is above the wild god
"Who knows? But the leader keeps saying that there is another piece of heaven and earth above the desolate god, but there are very few people who can reach that peak."
As Mo Rong said, he couldn't help showing an expression of envy, jealousy and hatred:
"My soul power has been in the realm of Yufan for three years. The next step is to be promoted to the realm of Eternal Immortal. I don't know how long it will take to break through."
Feng Wuxie stopped talking.
She is still only in the middle stage of Xuanqing realm!
Regardless of the difference between her and Di Qianxie's cloud and mud, it is said that she and Mo Rong are far apart!
It's useless to say more, she must practice harder in the future!
"Okay, Xiao Mo Rong, you can't force such things like talent! Drinking and drinking." Feng Wuxie also filled Mo Rong with a glass.
Mo Rong and Feng Wuxie clinked their glasses, and then drank in one sip.
"Madam, don't underestimate yourself. The leader's talent is indeed a'monster', but do you think you are normal? I measured your spirit power. You are now in the middle stage of Xuanqing!"
Mo Rong poured himself another glass of wine, and after drinking it all, he pointed at Feng Wuxie:
"It took you half a year to cultivate to the realm of Xuanqing! You and the leader, really, monsters and monsters!"
Feng Wuxie also drank another drink: "Why is that monster still cultivating? Will you let me wait until dawn? Bastard!"
Mo Rong's face was flushed with a few glasses of wine.
Unconsciously, the two had been drinking together for more than half an hour outside.
Mo Rong's speech also gradually became unclear: "That's right, monster! Bastard! It's endless for refining! Madam, are you still waiting to sleep?"
"What am I waiting for to sleep?" Feng Wuxie was holding his chin, with a curious look, his eyes were a little tranced.
"Wait, accompany the leader to sleep!" Mo Rong drank another glass and hiccuped!
Feng Wuxie slapped the stone table abruptly: "Wow, Mo Rong, you think too badly! I want to ask him about business matters!"
"Hiccup~ Then what's the matter with you?"
"I'm... Huh? What am I looking for?"
Feng Wuxie knocked his head, but his consciousness became chaotic, and he couldn't remember it anymore!
"Forget it, I don't want to think about it, Xiao Mo Rong, come, you sing a song to my lady!" Feng Wuxie simply held the hip flask directly
The mouth drank: "Singing to wine, life is long! Sing and sing!"
Mo Rong shook his head: "I won't, why don't you sing as madam?"
Feng Wuxie gave him a blank glance, and then stood up reluctantly, not only singing, but also dancing while singing, dancing to the moon: "The sun is shining in the sky, and the flowers are smiling at me..."
"Madam, that is the moon, not the sun..."
"Oh, then the moon is in the sky..."
At this moment, the door of the room slowly opened—
Di Qianxie looked at the two already drunk drunks outside his room, their faces sinking like water and eyes like ice.
Just like an evil deity who is about to kill!
Mo Rong saw Di Qianxie first, he laughed a lot, and then pointed in the direction where Di Qianxie was, and said, "Madam, look at it, the monster has come out!"
Emperor Qianxie: "..."
His expression became more and more gloomy, and the eyes staring at Mo Rong were murderous.
Feng Wuxie seemed to recover suddenly. After being drunk, her footsteps were a bit erratic, and she walked in the direction of Di Qianxie—
Di Qianxie looked at Feng Wuxie's appearance, the corner of his mouth twitched, and the flesh didn't smile: "You've grown out of breath, and you know that you're drunk and drunk!"
Feng Wuxie touched his hot, flushing face, as if a little embarrassed, "Hiccup~ I'm not drunk, Di Qianxie. Your wine is so delicious!"
Di Qianxie snorted coldly: "If you don't have the ability to not be drunk, would you still dare to drink my wine? Hmm?" After a pause, Di Qianxie shook his head again: "Forget it, even you this time..."
Before he finished speaking, he was stunned by Feng Wuxie's behavior—
Feng Wuxie stretched out his hand and hugged very affectionately... Emperor Qianxie... The carved wooden pillar beside him!
She leaned her head on the wooden post—
"boom!"
It was the sound made by Feng Wuxie when his head hit the pillar!
Di Qianxie looked at her and felt pain for her!
"Ah!" Feng Wuxie covered his forehead, and said to the pillar: "Di Qianxie, why has your chest become so hard?"
Emperor Qianxie: "..."
On the other side, Mo Rong had already drawn out his sword, facing another wooden pillar not far away, shouting aggressively, "Where is the evildoer"!
Emperor Qianxie didn't bother to pay attention to Mo Rong!
He only stared at Feng Wuxie!
I saw Feng Wuxie leaning on the pillar and closing his eyes with a rare gentle expression. He touched the slender pillar with his hand and asked, "Di Qianxie, how did you become thinner? Eat more. meat."
Emperor Qianxie: "..."
In the end, Feng Wuxie simply sat on the ground, but still holding the pillar in his hand and not letting go: "I'm sleepy, Di Qianxie, go ahead!"
Emperor Qianxie: "..."
The corners of his mouth twitched.
Speak? What do you mean
say what
This stupid woman, is it possible...
Is this broken pillar telling her a story? !
Di Qianxie grabbed Feng Wuxie's hand, "Give me into the house!"
Although Feng Wuxie was drunk, her strength remained undiminished. She clung to the root and couldn't let go, while throwing clouds of sky fire at Di Qianxie, humming constantly in her mouth. :
"What is pulling me?! What is pulling me for? Do you want to rob me of a man? I will burn you to death!!"
With that said, it was another big blue sky fire! The face that was calling out to Emperor Qianxie was already covered with a cold face like frost and snow!
(End of this chapter)