"Just bend down and drink water. There will be plenty of water. Didn't I catch a fish?"

Yuwen Qingrou was lying lazily on the wicker chair and basking in the sun. Suddenly everything seemed to be put down, and a strange feeling of elegance and refinement came out. Duan De frowned and turned his head to close his eyes, showing the relaxed expression on the girl's face.

"You are really quick to get into the role. Have you brought yourself into it now?"

"The master said that's what it is. I was already my grandfather's bed-warming girl when the master said I wanted to warm the bed. Why did the master say that I was just kidding?"

"You are cruel. You can sell yourself and drag me into a trap with just one sentence. In fact, I just want to steam you and give you a toothpaste if you are hungry at night."

Duan De threatened with a dark face.

"If the master wants to eat, just let me know, and I will clean myself and climb into the steamer to wait."

"I can't tell that you are very rogue. Could it be that you have read too many biographies of knights?"

"Master Mingjian, I can tell you a story. You must show mercy to me tonight. I will return that matter~~~"

"Stop it! When did I tell you what I was going to do to you?"

"Didn't the master want me to warm the bed? Is it possible that the master is ill? It is inconvenient for him to act?"

Duan De's mouthful of old blood just wants to dye the heavens red. Damn it, am I blind and blind to a woman? Compared with me, I am so innocent and young, what kind of man am I?

Not to mention, I have a disease, but now she has really hit it right, and my body has not recovered to half of its prime. That thing seems to be only a little bit, but it is the most difficult part of the human body to repair.

Now it's just a piece of dried loach. Duan De's whole face is glowing green. This damn girl is completely different from the other two!

Yu Wen Qingrou didn't care at first, but after Duan De was silent for a while, the cunning female Blind Liu suddenly felt that she had a trick, she stood up, bent down and stared at Duan De somewhere.

"Is it possible, is it possible that I meant what I said? Is it possible that the master was injured in the fight and cannot recover? The reason why we live here together is because we are discouraged?"

Duan De turned his hand and slapped her hard on the elastic erection. He almost slapped the girl into the river. Yuwen let out a soft moan and covered the sore spot with both hands. Her pretty face suddenly turned red.

There is blood, but his gaze does not move away, just staring at that spot!

"What are you doing? Are you turning the world upside down? What are you thinking? Even if I only have one head left, I can still grow a body. Not to mention, what does it mean to damage the foundation? Could it be that? Where does it look like a mess?

pass?"

Duan De rolled his eyes repeatedly, secretly saying that it felt very good, so he kept it, but he didn't know if Xiaoyu would wipe off her velvet neck directly when he came over?

"Hmph~~~ I guess it's not wrong at all. Does the master need me to heal your wounds?"

She whispered softly into her ear, and she seemed to have discovered a strong curiosity about the new world, and a certain sense of security that she thought she had. She had been so suppressed that she could only stay in the boudoir for more than twenty years. Once she took off the reins, she was everywhere.

The hooves are lifted lightly, walking on the wind and blowing away the fiery heart.

"Girl, don't play with fire. If you suffer, don't blame me for not reminding you."

Duan De is so angry that he wants to make more movies. If he offends you again, Mr. Duan will not give you any clues to let you know how many eyes Mr. Ma has!

"Haha~~~Master, I know I'm wrong and won't tease you anymore. Is there anything I can ask you to do?"

"Lie down and don't disturb me while I'm fishing!"

Behind him, Yuwen Qingrou stared at Duan De's originally burly frame with pity, but now he looked skinny and pitiful. After confirming his suspicion, he was no longer prepared to touch Duan De's troubles.

Although she is inexperienced, she understands the taboos in the aristocratic circle very well, not to mention the gods and goddesses who come and go in the sky?

I no longer worry about my own destiny, and I can stay with the gods in my heart, as if everything is developing in the most ideal direction for me.

Lying back on the wicker chair, he lay casually on his side, his beautiful eyes staring at Duan De without blinking, thinking about his fate, still in his dream.

After all, Duan De had been among thousands of flowers, and he was just a clingy character. He had no feelings for this bed-warming girl who suddenly fell from the sky when he was waiting for his wife.

The girl was probably tired after a sudden storm, but during tea time she smiled and curled up on the wicker chair and fell asleep. Duan De glanced back.

"Is this the case? It's interesting."

Duan De's desire to eat fish cannot be simple. He can eat as much as he wants with a random spell, but Linfan's artistic conception is not to eat fish.

I was very lucky to hook up a dolphin again at noon. It was not the puffer fish over there. This kind of fish does not exist there. It has a round body and several rows of spines on the outside in a ring shape.

Its name is the Wan'ao dolphin, a specialty of the Wan'aojiang River. It is considered the best in the river. It is rare to encounter. Even cultivators find it difficult to find this thing. The skin can actually slide away from the monks' spiritual consciousness.

It's not a spiritual beast or a ferocious beast, it's just an ordinary fish. The meat is extremely tender, tender and refreshing. It's rumored to have a great tonic effect. Duan De squinted at the swollen-faced Bay dolphin.

It didn't struggle, its head was just a small protrusion on its round body, its two round eyes were squeezed together, and its small mouth kept opening and closing.

The whole body is tender white, the back is black and green, and the fine scales are as big as sesame seeds, and there is no tail.

"Haha, something interesting."

Duan De felt the extremely rich essence in this thing, which was the kind of essence that he needed most. It was the natural essence of heaven and earth. Could this thing be a great tonic?

"How can this be an ordinary fish? It is obviously a different species from heaven and earth, but the monks are not aware of the essence of heaven and earth."

Upon hearing this, the Bay dolphin spit out a huge bubble from its narrow mouth, and its round fish eyes turned white.

"Uh? Damn! You can still roll your eyes? Blot bubbles? What? Despise Mr. Duan? There's no point in despising Mr. Duan. Mr. Duan happens to have something to beat his teeth with as a sacrifice, so you just have to do it."

Duan De grinned. In fact, Duan De didn't have much appetite for a species born in heaven and earth with a certain spiritual energy.

After all, a fish is still a fish, and that's what it is with a little bit of intelligence. Duan De is very good at killing fish, which is no weaker than killing pigs. After all, he has been doing it in that fishing village for several years.

Quickly disposed of it, the newly made cooking utensils can be regarded as extremely luxurious. They are ordinary in appearance, but none of them are spiritual weapons. It is just that the soul of the living being is not injected into the past, and it is just allowed to generate its own intelligence.

The tools are luxurious, and the food produced is unparalleled. This is why Jimo Shangjia never forgets his food. Duan De is as devoted to making delicious food as he is to studying the art of formation and utensils.

This dolphin is the carrier of the essence of heaven and earth, so without damaging its effectiveness, the technique cannot be ordinary. Removing the internal organs does not destroy its body surface, it is just digging out the anus to force out the dirt.

This thing cannot be solved with magic, otherwise a lot of energy will inevitably be lost. In order to preserve its energy as much as possible, Duan De traveled thousands of miles to hunt a bull-shaped ferocious beast, took its belly, wrapped the Bay dolphin and mixed it with the essence.

Put the qi-tonifying elixir into the pot and steam it.

"Haha, it's a rare thing, it tastes great, girl! I don't know if there will be any side effects if you eat some of it."

Everything was ready, and they still used ordinary fire to cook. The steam in the huge pot was churning endlessly. Duan De wiped his hands clean on his body casually, and looked back at the sleeping Yuwen with a gentle smile.

It was midnight, the warm sun setting in the west was fading slightly, the cold air was rising on the river, and the mist was rising all over the river, obscuring the green mountains and green tiles in the distance, lifting up the gauze for the darkness, covering the ugliness in the darkness.

Water has been added to the pot three times, but no fragrance has escaped. Duan De stared at the steamer all afternoon except for the flashes of light on his hands.

"It's really hard to eat something delicious. This little girl is very stable. It's really rare to be so sleepy."

Yuwen Qingrou has been sleeping since almost noon. Duan De covered her with a thin quilt and wrapped her bare white feet to protect her from the cold. Mortals living on rivers can easily get cold air invading their bodies.

The small table in the room has been moved to the bamboo platform in front of the house, and the bamboo wall is embedded with pearls for lighting. This thing would be priceless in the mortal world, but unfortunately in the eyes of the monks, it is only used for this kind of thing.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it was a waste of natural resources. The gradually darkening sky made the phantom light in Duan De's hand become more conspicuous, and Duan De's slightly narrowed eyes suddenly opened.

His eyebrows couldn't help but wrinkle. Is that boy named Shang Jia so ignorant? He actually sent someone here? Three figures shot close to him in his consciousness, one in front and two behind, all of whom were at the peak of Nascent Soul cultivation.

His aura was restrained, and he was obviously not a rookie who had just reached the top. Duan De raised his lips slightly, was this the style of the Biang Sect? If it was destroyed like this, it would be destroyed.

Waving his hands gently, Yu Wen Qingrou, who was sleeping soundly, would not wake up for the time being. Duan De lay on the wicker chair and did not move, but wanted to see if the person who came had the purpose as he suspected.

"Are you the monk who robbed Master Juntian's woman?"

The visitor stood in the air with an arrogant look on his face, with his hands folded on his chest. He glanced at Duan De and Yuwen Qingrou, who was sleeping soundly, and opened his mouth to question.

"Well, I just have a crush on this girl, what will you do with her?"

Duan De's eyebrows stretched, and he thought that his guess was indeed accurate. These three idiots were indeed sent by that little guy to hold him accountable.

"All you have to do is tie your own hands and feet, abandon your cultivation and come with us to plead guilty. A mere outsider monk dares to cause trouble in our Biang Sect. You really don't know whether to live or die!"

The monk moved, just moved his mouth, and the two people behind him behaved in the same manner, with two pairs of ruthless eyes staring at Yuwen Qingrou in the wicker chair.

"Well, very good! It's the best. Since your young master wants to see me, let him condescend to come here. You guys don't need to exist."

Duan Dezhen didn't like to waste words on this kind of people. The destined energy supply had the same function as the steamer Zhongwan dolphin, so why bother talking more?

Raising their hands and waving lightly, the three of them were about to make a move, but they felt a huge pain in their heads. They were only aware of the endless horror in front of them. The vortex of destruction that had not appeared for a long time appeared in Duan De's hands again. The three Nascent Souls had no ability at all.

When he resisted, the swallow darted into the forest and disappeared into his right hand.

The only difference is that today's destruction is no longer a whirlpool of nothingness as it was before, but now it is like a palm-sized black mirror in Duan De's palm, which can even reflect the flames through the fire in the steamer and stove.
Chapter completed!