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- The timeout ended and Fang Xian had to switch emotions.
In front of him were the leader of the Black Miao people shouting "Master" and a middle-aged subordinate.
Next to him are Zhao Ling'er and the girls of the Sky Blue Team.
"Master, master, what's wrong with you? Didn't you agree to show your kindness to the landlord?" The fat man raised his hand and shook it.
"Oh, that's right." Fang Xian laughed and raised his axe, and struck it down with a simple and rough blow, "The friendship of the landlord is a must. A group of middle-aged people broke into my fairyland Shuiyue Palace and snatched my sister. If you don't chop it down, Sorry for yourselves."
The fat man¡¯s smile froze, and he fell to the ground with a sound, not even a drop of blood was left. After all, Fairy Sword is a game for all ages, and seeing blood would not be good.
¡°Then, just as the old man said, the Miao leader disappeared in perfect harmony.
Zhao Ling'er understood instantly and used a fire spell to remove the sportswear at the back.
Back at Qiaotou, Shuiyue and others have almost cleaned up the place, and actor A is also back to help.
"Well done, Actor A!" Fang Xian patted Actor A on the shoulder.
Because the supporting actor A is a supporting actor, his face is very rough, but on the contrary, it is easy for people to remember. He is a quite outstanding character!
"Thank you for the compliment, brother-in-law." Actor A lowered his head to show his goodwill, and said with a smile, "It's all arranged by brother-in-law."
Fang Xian then remembered that Tian Lan seemed to have called him brother-in-law just now, and that he seemed to have many sisters-in-law suddenly appearing. It's no wonder that if these girls call Fang Xian "gongzi" or "master", it would be awkward. They might as well just call Fang Xian brother-in-law together, even if one of the girls is older than Zhao Ling'er. He will call Fang Xian brother-in-law to show respect.
I would like to insert a blank here to explain how the "tsunami" is generated. In fact, the reason is extremely simple.
Just like a dam, Long Tao A led people to intercept the water at both ends of the river, and then transferred the water in the river to the lake outside, so that the water in the river was only shallow, preventing the Black Miao people from crossing the river directly, but at the same time seducing They crossed the river.
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According to statistics, 15 of the 53 black Miao people who came to attack died, and the rest were in a coma.
"Ling'er, let's upgrade together!" Fang Xian raised his ax with a smile. There is no blood or guilt in doing this in the game. Anyway, these middle-aged people will be reborn in the same attitude in other places. Continue to be a wandering boy or something.
"It's a pity that harvesting these things gave me too little experience, and Fang Xian still couldn't upgrade even though he was weak.
But it doesn¡¯t matter, this hidden battle has given Fang Xian enough benefits. Compared with it, Brother Xiaoyao is already a minor character.
In the evening, there was a big banquet in the hall of Shuiyue Palace. On the one hand, they celebrated the victory of the war and on the other hand, they celebrated grandma's finding true love.
Grandma and Uncle Ding took the main seats, followed by Fang Xianling'er, which was quite comfortable.
It¡¯s just that the dishes served here are all vegetarian dishes such as cabbage and tofu, and the only drinks available are spring water and not a drop of wine.
"Have you grown up eating this for so many years?" Fang Xian asked, pointing to the green onion tofu in front of him.
"Well, it's all tasteless!" Ling'er stuck out her tongue, "Let's go out to eat Malatang."
"Don't worry, let's finish taking care of things here." Fang Xian casually picked up a chopstick of tofu with green onions, without any appreciation for its taste.
As the small white tofu entered his mouth, Fang Xian's expression changed from calm to unsentimental, from tired to excited.
Fang Xian tasted the stuff in his mouth over and over again. This stuff was very weird. It had the taste of tofu and the texture of pudding. It was soft and smooth, and even had a very light sweetness. Even cream in reality was very delicious. It's hard to taste like this.
¡°Is this really tofu!?¡±
"Yeah, I'm tired of eating already." Zhao Ling'er picked up a chopstick and took a bite with an extremely dull expression.
Fang Xian quickly picked up another chopstick and patted the cucumber.
"Hmm" The taste of cucumbers is not as amazing as tofu, but it is much more delicious than reality. It is full of water and has a natural taste, not as dry and crushed as real cucumbers.
? ? Continuing, side dishes such as celery, yuba, and peanuts all taste amazing.
The table full of people watched blankly as Fang Xian climbed onto the table and tasted every dish.
"Xiang Xian, I know you are hungry, but there is no need to be like this." Uncle Ding coughed. In his eyes, Fang Xian was half his son. This behavior was obviously a bit shameful.
"Don't talk." Fang Xian closed his eyes, raised a glass and rinsed his mouth, and continued to contemplate the food.
When he has touched every dishAfter a while, he returned to his original position, and then looked at Zhao Ling'er with tears in his eyes.
"Ling'erthis is called food!!"
"No, I think Malatang is delicious."
"You don't understand." Fang Xian shook his head, "The dishes there are very heavy, and a huge amount of seasonings are often used to cover up the shortcomings of the ingredients. But here, on the contrary, the seasonings are very light, and the food is original and natural. "
"Oh" Zhao Ling'er pretended to think about it, "But Malatang is still more delicious."
"Okay, let's talk about this later." Fang Xian was separated from the world of food. He was full anyway, so he might as well explain the matter quickly and take Zhao Ling'er out to eat Malatang.
Fang Xian first explained to his grandma: "Grandma, you have also seen that Ling'er and I have the ability to protect ourselves. I want to take her to Miao territory to find the whereabouts of the Witch Queen. Please show your support."
Grandma thought about it
In fact, there is no need to think about it at all. According to her character setting, it is necessary to let Ling'er go, but in the original work, she was only let go when she was dying.
"Actually, I was really reluctant to let Ling'er go, but fortunately there is Tintin Bear now, so I'm not afraid anymore." I saw my grandma leaning into Uncle Ding's arms, feeling that she had nothing to ask for in this life.
Uncle Ding sensed something was wrong in his words: "My dear son-in-law, I have no problem with you having three wives and four concubines, but you said you want to go to Miao territory?"
"That's right." Fang Xian nodded apologetically, "Senior, you also know the truth of love between two people. I am with Ling'er, and there is no room for others in my heart. You don't want Xianglan Xiulan to suffer with me. Right."
"That's right!" Uncle Ding was a little angry, "Should we let them follow Butcher Zheng?"
"No need, Li Xiaoyao is still alive." Fang Xian unleashed his trump card.
"Seriously?!" Uncle Ding was indeed tricked. Sure enough, brother Xiaoyao will always be ranked in front of Zhang Si.
"It's absolutely true." Fang Xian stood up and said, "A man should consider the world as his home. I, Zhang Si, also want to go out and have a try. I hope my seniors will make it happen."
Uncle Ding sighed and pretended to be sorry - but he was actually pretending. Xiaoyao was still alive. Who would marry his daughter to Zhang Si? Her face was too square.
"In this case, I, Old Ding, won't keep you here anymore. Young man, it's time to go out and make a career." Uncle Ding turned his head, and then he remembered that Zhang Si seemed to have taken a lot of advantage from him, and suddenly felt that just letting him do this He was very unhappy when he left, "It's better than this! Since you have learned my Ding family's kung fu, you might as well make me your adoptive father. This way I, Old Ding, will be happy."
"Go and play with your eggs." Fang Xian held his nose and pulled Ling'er out.
"You!!!" Uncle Ding was furious at the scolding. He suddenly jumped up and moved to his waist, "Youyou"
"What are you doing?" Fang Xian complained as he walked out. No one dared to stop him now that he was so powerful, "I will help you arrange a marriage between your daughter and Xiaoyao; I will help you find an old lover to live a happy life; I will help you fight. What else do you want? See you later."
Uncle Ding was right to follow these words, but at least he was insulted by the junior, and he felt a little embarrassed about it. But grandma suddenly became very sensible at this time, and helped Uncle Ding to sit back on the chair: "Young people are very energetic, Ding Dingxiong, you were not afraid of anything at that time."
"That's right, haha!" Uncle Ding followed the words and walked down the steps, showing his magnanimous manly side.
Zhao Ling'er was a little reluctant to say goodbye to her sisters. In order to stifle this emotion, Fang Xian forbade her to look back.
Finally, Fang Xian pulled Zhao Ling'er out of the palace, and a deafening female voice came from behind -
"Goodbye, brother-in-law!"
"Fuckdo you have to end with such a shocking line?" Fang Xian finally snorted, and then summoned the old man.
¡¾What's the matter? ¡¿
"Ask a question about food. Why is the food here so delicious?"
¡¾Southern Song Dynasty flavor, 100% restored. ¡¿
"Really? Is this what happened in the Southern Song Dynasty?"
"Of course, there were no chemical fertilizers, pesticides, or genetically modified foods at that time. It was all natural. This is the original taste of food. ¡¿
¡°But in the real world, when I eat those so-called pure natural ingredients, they don¡¯t taste so good, do they?¡±
¡¾Nonsense, the earth has been extremely polluted for more than a thousand years. What kind of food is related to climate, soil, water, mood, etc. ¡¿
"Feeling?"
"Yes, plants also have moods. If you make them happy, they will be delicious. ¡¿
"That's itthen is there any way for me to take two beads back and try to plant them?"
?¡¾No, because there are no rapeseeds among the items you can choose to bring back to the real world. ¡¿
"Why¡¡"
¡¾Don¡¯t be discouraged, young man, have you ever played "Ranch Story" - growing vegetables, raising cattle, mining, fishing and picking up cute girls? ¡¿
"!!!!go on!"
¡¾No more talking, you can play the game first and then we can talk. ¡¿
""
After saving the disk, Fang Xian pulled Zhao Ling'er back to reality. Fang Xian turned his head and found that the memory of the Miao doctor who had been trapped had indeed been imprinted in his mind. He seemed to be a mysterious old Miao doctor.
"Well um oh! This! It's very naughty!" Fang Xian held his chin and thought about the Miao doctor's skills, and he admired them in every way. This medical skill is simply a mixture of clinical medicine and empirical medicine.
"Brother Xian, what's wrong with you?" Ling'er asked.
"I seem to be an old Miao doctor. If you get sick in the future, just ask me." Fang Xian smiled and lowered his head to sort out the trophies. 10 Gu seedlings were sealed in a bag. A small black jar must be a Gu vessel. Of course, there is also a This "Introduction Manual to Dark Poison".
Ling'er was surprised when he came over and saw these: "These are my Bai Miao's Gu seedlings and Gu dishes. I have never seen them before!"
And when she saw the manual, she showed disdain: "It's so disgusting Dark Gu is the most disgusting thing."
Fang Xian is not in a hurry to get rid of these things, he just puts them away first and thinks about them later when he has time.
It was still the same night at this time. Although I spent a long time in the game, in reality it was only less than an hour.
Ling'er rubbed her eyes: "I'm so sleepy."
"It seems that the mental time in the game is still 1:1, and I should be tired after playing for so long."
Fang Xian stood up and touched the sheets, which were still damp.
"Ling'er, just go to sleep, no need for sheets."
"Um"
Linger plopped onto the bed and began to undress and take off his belt.
""
"You hate it, don't look at it."
¡°We are already married, so what can¡¯t we watch?¡±
¡°¡People are not used to it yet.¡±
"Then let me get used to it."
Fang Xian pounced on the hungry tiger again and pushed it away.
???????????????? The improvement of cultivation in the game has had some subtle influence on Fang Xian. The former otaku can at least become a tough guy in bed.
"Plopwowhey hey hey hey hey"
The insomniac man in the next room shed two lines of tears: "10534 sheep 10535 sheep"
(Spoiler alert, the specific and systematic impact will be reflected in the form of fuzzy data after completing the Fairy Sword game.)
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