Super Elation Under the Sun Chapter 665: Mr. Storyteller’s friend is a bit fierce

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So on a certain day in the end of autumn, the storyteller who had only come to Qiufeng Town had an unreasonable friend. This friend was first known by the old people who had been fishing by the river all day, and then passed by them. As soon as it spread, more people gradually learned that the young storyteller had a daughter-in-law.

It's a daughter-in-law, not a friend.

And soon, a story began to circulate in this town of Qiufeng. It was the down-and-out storyteller. He used to be the rich son of a big family. He was also considered a worry-free family. So he promised a family home for him. The daughter of that family is the woman in the white skirt. It’s a pity that the storyteller’s family fell into disrepair and was broken. And the storyteller failed to pass the imperial examination. The storyteller felt that Wuyanyi treated the family who had a marriage contract before, so he left his hometown and came here. The family also thought that his family was ruined and he was not a person worthy of trust, so he would not let his daughter marry him. , But the woman in the white skirt determined that the storyteller was her husband, so she quickly ignored the family's opposition and soon came here, just wanting to marry a chicken and a dog, a dog and a dog.

Such a story full of loopholes, I don't know who it was promoted, and it quickly spread throughout Qiufeng Town. This is simply more fascinating than so many stories told by the storyteller.

So many people are convinced.

Some people even made a special trip to see if there really is such a woman in the storyteller’s yard.

The external voices are not worth mentioning to Li Fuyao and Ye Shengge.

Li Fuyao still tells the story every day, and occasionally when he has free time, he goes to the riverside and Ye Shengge to learn fishing. As for whether he has learned the method of fishing, it is hard to say. After all, fishing also depends on luck. He Li Fuyao couldn't catch a fish, and she couldn't blame Ye Shengge for her failure.

In addition to fishing, these two people occasionally stand in the yard to watch the sunset at dusk, but after the winter, the sunset is rarely seen until a snow falls on the world one day, and they both People will no longer see the sunset.

There is wind in autumn and snow in winter.

This is what happened in the world for countless years.

"Time is really hard to figure out. I remember it was snowing not long ago. Why did it start again?"

Li Fuyao bit a steaming bun under the eaves. After taking a few bites, he threw it out of the yard. There was a big yellow dog who had been waiting for a long time. After receiving the meat bun, he made a few noises of satisfaction. Barking, dangling the buns, and went away.

Li Fu waved his hand and said vaguely: "You should come and listen to my storytelling if you have time. I want to remember that story a few more times."

"How about, do you want to check it out?"

Li Fuyao took two steps forward, leaning on the door frame, looking at the woman in the kitchen room who used his Xunxian sword as a kitchen knife.

Xunxian Sword is a broken sword, but it is also a fairy sword. It was supposed to be a very arrogant sword, but I don’t know why, in Ye Shengge’s hands, it’s very quiet. It feels very strange.

Ye Shengge chopped up a few taro at random and threw it into the previous chicken soup. Without turning his head, he asked, "Is there in your stories?"

Li Fuyao stared at Ye Shengge and threw the taro into the chicken soup. Instead of answering her question, he asked: "Have you cooked something like this?"

Ye Shengge shook his head and said honestly

Said: "No, I just saw someone put chicken and taro together."

Li Fuyao covered his forehead, but did not speak any more. For monks like them, the realm is already high and there is no way to say it. If they want to eat and be poisoned to death, this is very unlikely to happen. , Even if Ye Shengge had to make a pot of poison, it would be unpalatable at best. It would be impossible for them to die.

"Why don't you do it?"

Ye Shengge looked at Li Fuyao calmly, but in his eyes, no one could see the murderous look.

Li Fuyao retracted his head, dragged the wooden bench on the side, and sat on the wooden bench. Li Fuyao looked at the heavy snow and said softly, "You have seen such a big snow in Shenxie Mountain. Right?"

"I have seen it, but I didn't look at it. I didn't like to see snow in those years."

"Besides practicing, what else do you like?"

"Peach Blossom."

"Nothing?"

"More."

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Li Fuyao felt that the atmosphere was a little weird, so he didn't continue to ask, instead he said: "You said that the watcher suppressed the demon blood in your body, which greatly reduced your realm. Why are you doing this? Brother beat it up?"

Ye Shengge put down the spatula in his hand, and also took off the apron in front of him. In fact, according to her realm, it is easy to keep the soup from getting on her body, just watching those doing The woman who eats is like this, so she is like this too.

"Your brother just left the customs, his realm is unstable, and I used your business to make his mind unstable, so that fight was easy."

"It's just that if I hadn't been suppressed by Master's talisman, he would still have no chance of winning."

Li Fuyao tweeted in praise: "So this means that no matter what, brother can't beat you?"

"I don't have a utility device yet."

Ye Shengge closed his mouth after saying this. I don’t want to talk about it anymore. The gap between her and Wu Shanhe is not as simple as we can see, even the gap between her and all the young monks in this world. It was not as simple as someone saw, if she made up her mind to kill Wu Shanhe.

Wu Shanhe may insist on nothing but a stick of incense.

Because if this were the case, Ye Shengge might have used all the methods. Even the monks who climbed the building would find it tricky for Ye Shengge like this, let alone Wu Shanhe.

When the sage of Yanhe faced Ye Shengge, didn't he have no choice?

This is an example.

Li Fuyao rubbed his cheeks, "Doesn't this mean that the Spring and Autumn monks in the world are at least one step away from you?"

"Two steps."

Ye Shengge is not a humble person, nor a person who likes to talk nonsense, so she is very simple and straightforward.

Li Fuyao smiled and said: "Then I will become the Spring and Autumn Realm, how far is it from you?"

Ye Shengge took a step forward from the kitchen room, "According to your weird methods, so many imperial swords, it's probably a step behind me."

Then she walked a half step forward, "Adding this sword for seeking immortals, it's still half a step away."

Li Fuyao looked at that half step. This half step was just a moat that separated him from Ye Shengge. All the Spring and Autumn monks in the world, including Li Fuyao who had become the Spring and Autumn Realm, were outside that half step.

Ye Shengge continued lightly and said: "

If you are a little unhappy, I will have to go upstairs and have a look. "

Ye Shengge’s practice did not deliberately, but her talent or bloodline had already allowed her to walk in front of everyone. When talking about the word Po Bound, she was the only one. Can be so casual, if you say break the boundary, then break the boundary.

Li Fuyao rubbed his head and didn't want to listen to these words. He practiced this kind of thing, and he could compare with anyone, but he didn't compare with Ye Shengge.

Because most of them, he can't compare.

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I don't know when the heavy snowfall will stop, but things have to be done all the time, so Li Fuyao quickly opened the oil paper umbrella and walked out of the small courtyard.

Of course I ate the chicken and the taro first.

Ye Shengge certainly did not know that there is a dish called taro chicken, otherwise she would never make this dish so unpalatable, but it seems that few people in this world have the luck to be able to eat it. Dishes.

The fact is that even the viewer did not have the opportunity to eat the dishes cooked by Dao Zhong.

Li Fuyao was going to a restaurant to tell a story, but Ye Shengge left the yard and appeared in a certain alley.

An old Taoist priest appeared here.

Ye Shengge's whereabouts are relatively secret, but there is absolutely no eternal secret in this world.

So her whereabouts were exposed.

Ye Shengge glanced at the old Taoist priest, but did not recognize that this person came from that Taoist temple.

The old Taoist had an unpleasant face. He looked at Ye Shengge and said with some exclamation: "You demon girl, when you go to Jianshan, the old Taoist has been looking for you, who knows you are hiding Here, it's really a good meal to find the old way."

Ye Shengge raised his eyebrows and asked: "You have already been on the building now?"

The old way was startled, a little unclear, so, "What are you talking about, the enchantress."

Ye Shengge didn't speak. In fact, she meant it very clearly. Since you are not a monk in the realm of climbing stairs, where is your confidence coming to trouble me?

It's just that Ye Shengge didn't say much about these words, but he took action soon.

There is heavy snow in the alley, and she is even more energetic.

Countless majestic air machines rolled up the wind and snow and went towards the old Taoist priest. The old Taoist looked terrified. The wind and snow soon drowned the old Taoist person there.

When the wind and snow cleared, Ye Shengge was already in front of the old Taoist priest. She took out a dagger from her arms, perhaps called a kitchen knife.

This is the sword of seeking immortals.

She held the Xunxian sword and pierced the old Taoist's chest with a sword.

Ye Shengge looked at the old Taoist man with a look of astonishment, "You want to ask me why I use a sword, and you want to ask why I am so strong?"

Ye Shengge drew out the Xianxianjian, "I will tell you this question when I have a chance."

Withdrawing the short sword, Ye Shengge reached out and stuck a talisman on the old Taoist priest.

Then there was a fire on the old Taoist priest, who was in the heavy snow.

The same is true.

At the end of the alley, a second person appeared.

Ye Shengge stretched out his hand to retract the Xunxian Sword into his sleeve.

The expression is still calm.

Thousands of miles away, in a mountain, a bright light suddenly went out in the Taoist temple.

The little Taoist who was adding kerosene looked horrified.

At the foot of the mountain, there was a middle-aged Taoist who stretched out his hand and tore at will, and then tore the so-called mountain protection formation to pieces.