Devouring The Heavens
4139) How do we do it?
Yin Zhenluo looked at Fang Yuju's quiet smile, the kind of happiness of the little woman, and felt some envy in her heart: "I will consider it carefully, let me be alone."
Fang Yulu said no more, nodded and turned back to the'Qinglong Hall' to clean up the tableware.
Yin Zhenluo looked at her back and thought for a long time. After an hour, she returned to the barracks.
That's how it passed overnight.
Morning light is projected on the floor of the main hall through the windows of the'Qinglong Temple'. The warm feeling makes people feel more comfortable.
Xuanyuan felt refreshed. The drunken fairy of three thousand years was different. After drunk and woke up, it made people feel comfortable and full of energy, as if the grudge in the body had been washed out.
He felt the warmth of his arm on his side, turned his head, and saw Mo Chouzheng smiling heaven and earth, in a drunk dream, he did not know what dreams he was doing, quiet and beautiful, the little girl had already unconsciously It’s an adult.
Xuanyuan looked at the ceiling of the'Blue Dragon Palace' and thoughts soared. If he can live such a day every day, it is actually quite good. The pursuit of a person's life does not necessarily have to achieve high achievements. Simple and happy, but also a Kind of live method.
It's just that the general trend in the world today is that you die or I die. You are telling the world all the time. Without strength is to wait for death. The moment of race's survival makes Xuanyuan dare not slack.
Many great forces used to hide their strength. Now many figures from the realm of the sage have come out, even half-step prospective emperors and prospective emperors. Because there is no deterrent of strength, they will only die.
"Okay, everyone got up, drunk all night, drink some rice porridge, wake up, this is all planted by the people of my "green dragon holy land", but there are farm saints pointing, the taste is definitely not It’s the same.” Bai Youniang’s voice is pure, her laughter is sweet, her eyes and brows are full of femininity, her black black clothes are close to her, and her enchanting figure is fluttering. , Xuanyuan's eyes were straight.
Her voice contained power, and many people who were sleeping were awakened by her. Hua Xia Liu woke up and covered her crotch first, her face was green, her mouth twitched violently, her eyelids Jumping wildly, he was swollen under the hard object all night.
I didn't know when I was sleeping, and I was taken aback, especially when he knew that he was holding Du Zi'e's thigh, and it made him goose bumps all over his scalp. There was a very disgusting feeling that the word came out of the heart.
Mo Chou looked confused, wiped the corners of his eyes, and yawned. It was so cute: "Yeah, it's dawning so soon."
Xuanyuan smiled and said, "Hurry and drink porridge."
These rice porridges were planted by the people in the "Qinglong Holy Land". They were instructed by the peasants of the farming family. The Xuanyuan drank a large bowl and felt that the blood was surging. Very good, although it is of little use to the person in his realm, but for the people of Li Min, eating this kind of rice every day will greatly improve their physique and enhance qi and blood.