Ye Shangxian, eat well and drink well! [Mountains and rivers x food language]

After storing Liuhe Zhenqi on Zhang Chengling, Ye Baiyi couldn't wait to run to the grove and asked Xiaoyi for a connection.

Ye Baiyi meditated and sat upright, holding his breath, looking inside his dantian.

Xiao Yi wore a lavender skirt today, her hair was neatly tied up in a pair, tied with a very thin silk bow, and the rest of her long hair was loosely draped over her shoulders.

Today's newsletter came earlier, Xiao Yi was actually eating, and Hu Geng was sitting next to her in a gentle manner, watching her with comforting eyes.

"Who is this person! Why is he here again!!!" Ye Baiyi suddenly yelled in Xiao Yi's mind.

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With a shake of Xiao Yi's hand, a pair of wooden chopsticks fell from the jaws of the tiger, and the bones rolled off the table.

...Ye Baiyi could actually see the scorpion.

"Young master?!!!" Hu Geng was taken aback, and without picking up the chopsticks, he first came to help her by the arm, thinking that she was not feeling well, "What's the matter, young master, did you eat it bad...!?"

"No...it's nothing!" Xiaoyi stood up and dodged like an electric shock, and Hu Geng made a space for it, while Ye Baiyi continued to yell.

"I... I suddenly feel sick to my stomach, I'm going to go to the toilet!" Xiao Yi waved her hands with a pale face, prevaricating a reason, and then evacuated the scene in small steps.

"Hey young master...!?" Hu Geng Xuxu stretched out his hand to stop him, but he didn't.

She still had a lot of rice left, so she didn't eat much.

Xiaoyi ran randomly all the way, and finally returned to her dormitory. The second floor of this room was reserved for herself, and no soul eaters lived in it, so it was barely considered a private space.

Xiaoyi carefully locked the door, then leaned her back against the wall, and let out a long sigh of relief: "...Senior Ye!"

"—You haven't answered my question yet! Xiao Yi! He...who is he, why...can he come and go in and out of your room at will? Last...the last time...you..." Ye Baiyi stopped suddenly Stop talking.

"...Last time?!"

Xiao Yi was stunned for a moment: "Senior Ye, could it be..."

"No, no, I didn't see anything!"

Ye Baiyi immediately denied it, "I just discarded Liuhe Zhenqi today, so have you noticed that our communication can be synchronized!!!!" He covered the topic as quickly as possible.

"Oh... hey?!!! Really?!!!!!!"

Xiaoyi was indeed distracted, and she was shocked to find that the two of them were already talking in real time, "Senior Ye, you, how did you do it?!!!!!! Abandon Liuhe Zhenqi? You abandoned Liuhe Zhenqi ????"

"Well, it can't be considered abandonment."

Talking about this Ye Baiyi, he was very proud: "I just feel that Zhang Chengling is a bit down-to-earth and quite temperamental, so I will let him keep his true energy for a while." bosom.

A child who couldn't even gait stably came all the way from thousands of miles, wanting to die with him.

Although it was Xiao Yi's strategy to embezzle new things, Ye Baiyi himself was directly involved in the whole process. He has a clear heart, and he can't help but mind this kind of thing, and he always feels that he owes this child a debt.

Now Liuhe Zhenqi is a bit redundant for him, so I will lend it to the child temporarily and give him a hook.

The more Ye Baiyi thought about it, the more perfect he became, and he felt that he was too witty: "That kid has a glazed armor, this time he should be able to keep it, otherwise it would be ridiculous." A big family expects such a child to keep the glazed armor .

"...As expected of Senior Ye!"

Xiaoyi used rainbow farts very naturally, and she has developed a bit of conditioned reflex recently.

Xiao Yi thought about it again, and suddenly realized something: "But in this way, Zhang Chengling will become the strongest in the world...Zhou Zishu and Wen Kexing...do you have any objections?" She remembered Ye Baiyi Said he was traveling with these two men.

... When Ye Baiyi pretended to be Zhang Chengling, he was a martial arts ceiling, but now he stopped pretending and transformed the real Zhang Chengling into a martial arts ceiling.

Zhang Chengling, a name that frightens the martial arts world.

It will continue to rule over everything.

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"Oh, those two boys, they have no way to disagree!"

Ye Baiyi spread his hands, "Who made me good at martial arts! Before they recovered, I lost my true energy." Recently, he was always praised by Xiao Yi, and he got used to it, and began to praise himself subconsciously.

"Yes yes yes... your martial arts are the best!" Xiao Yi was speechless.

Ye Baiyi: "Hahahaha." Happy.

Xiaoyi: "..."

Ye Baiyi was really happy, he finally had a real-time conversation with Xiao Yi, and he couldn't stop smiling from ear to ear.

Wen Kexing saw him meditating from a distance, talking to himself there.

The old monster's eyes were closed tightly, his face was full of red light, and the corners of his mouth were sometimes raised on one side, and sometimes opened on both sides, which was very mysterious.

Wen Kexing was shocked: "...he seems to be practicing Liuhe magic again! Ah Xu, hasn't he already dispelled the exercises?"

"...he might just have had a stroke."

Zhou Zishu didn't want to go into details. Unlike Wen Kexing, he didn't have extra curiosity, "Don't look." He pulled Wen Kexing away from the scene.

Zhou Zishu no longer wants to believe in this abnormal world.

After all these twists and turns, Wen Kexing, who seemed the most abnormal at first, may become the most normal existence around him overnight.

More than 100 years old, the more he lived and the younger he was, the widowed ancestor who practiced mysterious skills, fierce and poisonous tongue.

At only 14 years old, he has acquired the true inheritance of Wen Kexing's entanglement skills and the infusion of Ye Baiyi's century-old skills, and is an unparalleled powerful little crying bag.

And Wen Kexing is just an ordinary schizophrenic.

It's just a mere rainbow substance, Zhou Zishu thinks it's really close to the people.

Suddenly, horrible music sounded.

...It sounded from Ye Baiyi's direction, and it was hoarse and mocking.

"Doo...doo...doo..."

Because the music was too harsh, both Wen Kexing and Zhou Zishu subconsciously shook their bodies. An invisible static electricity coated every inch of their skin from bottom to top, and the two of them froze in place, losing their mobility.

"Xiao...?!!!!!" Wen Kexing's facial muscles trembled, and he vaguely recognized the tone of Yuxiao. As a senior musician, he couldn't accept the degeneration of art, "The old monster is... ...Blow...what the hell are you blowing!?!!!!!!"

"...I don't want to know." Zhou Zishu plugged his ears, he felt that his five senses were not weakened enough.

In the depths of the dense forest, Ye Baiyi sat cross-legged, with a snow-colored gown sweeping the ground, with a fairy-like demeanor.

He played the jade flute with an intoxicated face, and there were dots of light green light spots around him, like fireflies in midsummer.

If you watch this picture silently, it is actually very poetic.

But he obviously didn't really want to blow this thing, he was very eager for quick success, just repeating the action of testing lung capacity.

"No, I have to stop him!!!!" Wen Kexing was furious, and sprinted forward, "Old monster!!!!!! Stop!!!!!! Stop!!!!!!"

"——You've blown the tune!!!" Wen Kexing shouted loudly, this is no longer a question of musical talent.

Ye Baiyi's lower lip left the mouth of the instrument briefly, and frowned, "That's your ear problem."

"There is no melody in this world. If there are too many people playing it, it will become a melody." Ye Baiyi glanced at him coldly, why is this kid so ignorant.

"You can hear out of tune, it means that your heart is not right! Your heart is crooked, and everything you listen to is crooked."

Ye Baiyi raised his eyebrows and skillfully used Buddhist principles to complete the rebuttal. Yuxiao touched his lips and continued his performance.

"Toot, toot, toot..." He was immersed in it, and he didn't know who was Han, regardless of Wei and Jin.

"..."

Wen Kexing: "..."

Wen Kexing covered his ears in pain, and staggered back to Zhou Zishu, whose ears had been blocked for a long time.

He really can't understand all this: "Music is born to bring enjoyment. He plays so badly. What is he obsessed with? Isn't he suffering? Is this the way the elderly live their lives?"

"..."

Zhou Zishu didn't answer this question, he looked at Wen Kexing blankly.

His ears were so blocked that he couldn't hear anything.

……

Of course Wen Kexing didn't know that Ye Baiyi was charging his phone bill, if you listen carefully you will lose.

Ye Baiyi quickly absorbed Xiao Li's spiritual power into his dantian.

After he threw away the Liuhe Zhenqi before, there were no new cracks in the dantian, and the inside was as tough as a copper wall, and it would not be a problem to carry this kind of spiritual power.

Through this simple and rough process, his spiritual power reserve can reach a higher threshold, thus connecting with Xiaoyi's five senses, and even allowing Xiaoyi to receive the image on his side, which is what Xiaoyi gave just now. He made a suggestion.

Ye Baiyi completed the transfer of spiritual power and immediately asked for a call.

"Xiaoyi—! Are you there!" Ye Baiyi shouted happily.

"Senior Ye—!" Xiao Yi immediately connected to the communication. She had been hugging her knees in the room and waiting for Ye Baiyi, and would answer the message as soon as there was any news.

This time, the signal of the connection between the two has become better, and the bandwidth has also increased. Xiaoyi adjusted her spiritual power configuration, and immediately she could see the scene on Ye Baiyi's side, although there were some snowflakes.

Ye Baiyi's spiritual power is only a fraction of her after all, because she just broke out.

Ye Baiyi's big face appeared in the field of vision: "Xiao Yi! I can feel the wind from your side! There is also the smell of flowers, do you grow flowers in your room?!" Xiao Yi has already activated one-way perception sharing.

Xiao Yi brought a few vases and placed them at her feet randomly, filled with plum and peach blossoms of various colors, "These are actually the furniture I raised. This flower can live forever without me raising it."

Ye Baiyi was finally able to connect with Kongsang in real time, and the timelines of the two were perfectly matched, with zero error calibration.

Xiaoyi's mood suddenly brightened, and then to solve Ye Baiyi's world coordinates, only some mechanical calculations remained.

If there is no accident, she will come to a result in two or three days.

Then you can hide it from Ye Baiyi and suddenly teleport to him, scaring him.

But before that, Xiaoyi felt that such a communication opportunity was really rare, and she could make good use of these two days to take Ye Baiyiyun to travel around the world of Kongsang.

After the two people increase the bandwidth, they no longer need to speak out and shout out, but only need to use their minds to talk in their minds.

You don't even need a dream state to pave the way, which is a lot more convenient all of a sudden.

"Come on, Senior Ye... I'll show you around my house!"

Xiaoyi packed up and went downstairs, and ran happily all the way from the farm to Linlang Fantasyland.

With light footsteps, she galloped through the fields and villages, introducing the scenery of Kongsang to Ye Baiyi one by one.

Ten miles of Taoyuan, a hundred steps of flowers.

Thousands of hectares of blue waves, ten thousand mu of mulberry fields.

Traveling through time and space, I will finally arrive at my beloved's side.

The author has something to say:

I'm going back soon.

The two will finally meet again! ! ! ! ! !

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Here it is said that [Zhang Chengling · Gai] is the strongest in the world and has the ceiling of martial arts. This statement does not include his combat experience, but only his level.

He is a novice, driving a full-level number, and he is not yet able to use it proficiently.

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Ye Baiyi can no longer be called the strongest in the world.

From the moment he started cultivating immortals, he could no longer be called the ceiling of "martial arts", nor could he be liquidated as an existence within this world.

He is no longer a player, he is a virus program.

Plant bugs.

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Mint leaves respect the old and love the young, and are a model of morality. The outline written is particularly gentle to centenarians and minors, but full of malice to young adults.

Let the seedlings grow strong, let the iron trees bloom, let the dead trees bloom in spring, let the sun shine on the frozen soil, and let the spring breeze fill the mind.

Turn tears into laughter, and laughter into screams.

Let it burn!This is youth.

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Congratulations Zhang Chengling!Congratulations Ye Baiyi!

...Wen Zhou, two male mothers, have worked hard!

Please be sure - keep working hard! ! ! ! ! ! !