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

One night passed, Ye Baiyi didn't form a pill, but he didn't end up romantic.

... Xiaoyi had her period, she was sitting in Ye Baiyi's arms and was intimate with him, at a certain moment, blood was dripping on her clothes.

Xiao Yi was wearing a skirt, and there was almost nothing to block it, while Ye Baiyi only had a thin layer of underwear on her body, and the blood gushed down, soaking through in an instant.

"..." The two stood there stupidly.

They didn't bring anything, no change of clothes, no menstrual cloths, and there were no warm babies at that time.

Ye Baiyi is a doctor after all. Although he has been widowed for 1000 years, he still knows about girls having menstruation, and this proves that his previous efforts have indeed failed.

Xiaoyi seems to be soft and helpless, but in fact she is impregnable and has tried her best.

Ye Baiyi was all-pervasive and frivolous, and she turned into a beast out of the blue again and again, but she guarded against it every time.

But she didn't think about it, she sneaked out from Kongsang, the season here is reversed, every day it's freezing cold, she sleeps on the floor and catches the cold, menstruation is much earlier, and it's accompanied by pain.

One of them was distracted by the pain, and when he came back to his senses, Ye Baiyi became Ye Xueyi.

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There was silence in the deep forest.

After a while, Xiaoyi struggled to break the silence: "...Senior Ye, I'm sorry." She vaguely felt that this sentence was often used, and the opening was already extremely familiar.

Ye Baiyi: "..."

What can he do, he is also desperate.

Xiao Yi jumped off Ye Baiyi's legs, pulled him up straight, and began to check the damage to his clothes.

Ye Baiyi was drenched in blood from the waist down to a large area.

The impression is like the position of the right kidney was stabbed with a knife, and the blood flowed like a river.

He stood there white and half bright red, with a wide robe and big sleeves, he was at a loss, like a night spirit with menstruation.

The boyfriend becomes a sanitary napkin in an instant.

What kind of pill is formed, there is no way to form a pill now.

The two of them had to ensure the most basic image. When Yu Jian rushed back to Zhou Zishu, they absolutely couldn't look like this.

Both Xiaoyi's skirt and Ye Baiyi's undershirt were ruined, especially the white undershirt, which was so gorgeous that it was impossible to look directly at it.

Fortunately, Ye Baiyi took off those clothes outside. He was sympathetic to Xiaoyi before and asked her to use these clothes as a mattress and bedding, but now this kind and considerate intention has become the unique salvation for the two of them.

Xiaoyi's skirt is floral, and she wraps it around her body with Ye Baiyi's coat, and it blocks it tightly for a few times.

Then tore off a piece of cloth, took out a handful of ashes in the place where the fire had just been lit, and wrapped it with the cloth.

This is how the ancients made emergency menstrual belts.

Ye Baiyi turned his back to Xiao Yi, took off his middle coat, and put on the outer clothes layer by layer.

He looks quite normal, much more normal than Xiaoyi's, but he lacks an important piece of clothing, which makes him feel weird.

In Xiaoyi's state, she definitely can't sleep on the hillside anymore. Ye Baiyi picked up his backpack, carried her and started to climb over the mountains.

At the same time, he baked Xiaoyi with internal strength and used it as a radiator for her.

In the middle of the night, the two found a temple to stay.

... In their current situation, they really had no choice but to stay in temples.

In this embarrassing night, the dragon's back silently assimilated a small amount of light energy, and it began to gradually understand the cultivation methods of the mountain spirit and wild monster.

Once this kind of things are enlightened by the immortal family and gain spiritual wisdom, they will instinctively find a way to practice. After all, natural selection and survival of the fittest.

In the Longyuan Pavilion area, the sun is rising.

48 hours have passed, and Ye Baiyi still hasn't come back.

"...Where did the old monster go crazy?! It's been two days, two days! Did he travel to the underworld??????" Wen Kexing worked as a male nurse for two days, and gradually went crazy, and now It's the third day.

If this is an earthquake search and rescue, in another 24 hours, Ye Baiyi can basically be considered dead in battle.

"...Uncle Wen, could it be that they have ascended?" Zhang Chengling lazily added firewood. The scene of Ye Baiyi flying with his sword had seriously affected his perception of the world. Will you be back?"

"Of course??? With so much luggage piled up on the ground, can he not come back to pick it up? Isn't he the most precious dress???" Wen Kexing rolled his eyes, he felt that Ye Baiyi was the kind of person who could get his own way The type of chicken and dog ascending to heaven, such a large bag of things, he carries it with him when his wife is dead, and if his wife is alive, how can he be willing to throw it away.

Less than a week after Xiaoyi joined the team, Wen Kexing was tortured for no reason. Ye Baiyi, this person, is constantly refreshing his understanding of the lower limit of being a human being, using various bizarre methods.

The sword fairy really came down the mountain to kill ghosts, and Wen Kexing felt that he had been hit hard again and again.

Ye Baiyi was indeed able to kill him point to point, although the method was very eclectic.

Starting with the bladder, gradually destroying his whole being.

Xie Jie Liubo and the others were still dormant in the dark, they didn't know what they were afraid of, they never showed up to besiege them, but instead threw poison into the water in different ways to fight biochemical attrition.

Wen Kexing sat next to Zhou Zishu, cursing Ye Baiyi while concocting the antidote.

Zhou Zishu felt that he was too nervous, Ye Baiyi might come back at any time, he didn't think these two people would disappear.

The enemies hiding in the dark must be a problem, most of them are the same group that attacked them before, but as long as they don't really surround them and beat them, it can't be regarded as a crisis.

The assassins led by Xie Jieliubo were numerous and powerful, and their methods were low. Zhou Zishu and Wen Kexing combined to fight fiercely, and it could easily turn into a scene where Wen Kexing was struggling to defend the ring alone again.

Zhou Zishu can't fight for a long time, and although Guigu Guzhu is good at fighting to the death, he has someone to protect, so he can't let go of his hands and feet and fight in the most cruel way.

Without Ye Baiyi, they would lose easily.

Regarding these issues, Long Xiao knew nothing, he fell asleep after dinner yesterday, and he still hasn't woken up yet.

Wen Kexing did not prepare the antidote for Long Xiao, but took him to test the medicine as a specimen.

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On the other hand, they didn't know that Xie Jie Liubo was dormant because his people were fighting among themselves.

Among the poisonous scorpions and ghost crowd, some people insisted that Ye Baiyi and Xiaoyi were setting up a trap to trap them, and they firmly disapproved of reckless attacks.

Among them are Poison Bodhisattva and Meiqu Qinsong. They have had some painful experiences that they will never forget.

History repeats itself and they don't have the guts to do it anyway.

Ye Baiyi, poisoning, metasequoia, fishing law enforcement.sun tree.

Changming Mountain Sword Immortal, martial arts and thinking circuits are unfathomable.

No one knows what he wants to do, and he will never be able to figure it out. He is a super variable walking, breaking everything.

I don't even know whether he has broken away from the human category and has become a fairy.

There is also the little Yi next to him, who looks cute and docile on the surface, like a puppet cat with a fluffy tail, but in fact has a strong mind and a deep heart, carelessly playing with mortals in the palm of his hand.

Ordinary people can't touch this cat, no one has the ability to endure this, only Changming Mountain Sword Immortal can.

Now after the super turmoil on July [-]th, everyone knows that Xiao Yi may be a demon, she can use large-scale, long-distance spell teleportation, so the two of them left the team suddenly, ignoring Wen Kexing and others , does not mean that they will not suddenly appear again.

Xiaoyi seems to be very deep in the city, and she has never shown her teleportation skills before. It seems that Yi Ya was pushed to the extreme on July [-]th, and then she showed her talents.

In addition, no one knows how many cards she has.

Xie Jieliubo himself tends not to fight, because he didn't bring Xiao Yi's cooking notes with him. He felt that if Ye Baiyi saw him again, an agitation might kill him. He didn't even have a life-saving weapon at hand. .

But the Qingya mountain ghosts don't believe this, they don't know Xiao Yi well, and many things are heard, they think it's all rumors.

Although their Guigu Valley owner Wen Kexing is also in the team, they no longer want to be loyal to this person. They have colluded with Zhao Jing and Scorpion King very early.

If you want the biggest profit, you must dare to make the biggest bet.

"There is no better opportunity than now. The Changming Mountain Sword Immortal has returned to the team. Can you do nothing to him?" Wuchang Gui's lips were blue and purple, he smiled sinisterly, and spoke straightforwardly, "Now is the biggest flaw in the entire team. At the moment, the owner of the valley is good at fighting, but not good at guarding, and there are three oil bottles behind him-the only way to hurt him is now."

Black and white impermanence echoed behind him, and the other ghosts also expressed their agreement with strange smiles. They knew very well what kind of virtue Wen Ke practiced.

Happy Ghost grinned in agreement, with a bright scar on the corner of his mouth: "That's right! We can make a quick decision and bet that the Sword Immortal of Changming Mountain is really not there. Stop the loss, after all, no matter how strong he is, he is still alone, and it is impossible to complete the pursuit of everyone at the same time."

To return Yang, first of all, we must help Zhao Jing open the arsenal, capture Long Xiao, and recast the glazed armor.

These ghosts are very quick-tempered, and all of them are desperadoes. Every one of them doesn't mind betting their lives, and they don't want to let this opportunity go easily.

Poison Bodhisattva and Meiqu Qin Song are determined not to compromise.

The Poison Bodhisattva shouted angrily: "You are ghosts, but we are human beings, and we still cherish our lives. We don't want to deal with monsters of the level of Changming Mountain Sword Immortal anymore! Long Xiao can be caught, but not now, no one wants to mess with Changming Mountain. Mingshan Sword Immortal, unless you are tired of life!"

There are some things that Poison Bodhisattva can remember for a lifetime, even if her memory is messed up in those days, she will never forget Ye Baiyi's brave Rishu.

The moment Xie Jieliubo pulled out her silver needle, her mind was filled with this scene, playing it repeatedly, it was absolutely shocking.

...That is the Changming Mountain Sword Immortal.

with a metasequoia.

"That's right...can't we wait two days and go deep into Longyuan Pavilion before thinking of a solution?" Meiqu Qin Song had a splitting headache. With Ye Baiyi's voice and smile, he would suddenly have a migraine. In the battle a few days ago, he used a sonic attack from a distance, and he deliberately chose an angle where he didn't need to face Ye Baiyi.Then Zhang Chengling pressed him to the ground and punched him severely.

Xie Jieliubo was caught in a tangle: "Stop arguing for now...continue poisoning, I'll think about it later."

He is really difficult, both sides are so reasonable, to fight or not to fight.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and the sanity value was cut one by one.

Xie Jieliubo felt that he was about to burst.

……

In the light of the morning, Ye Baiyi and Xiao Yi woke up in the temple, borrowed some saponins from the abbot, and carried their bloody dirty clothes to the river to wash them.

The two spent two days on their honeymoon, which drove Wen Kexing and Xie Jieliubo crazy.

Unbeknownst to them, they are currently racing against time to do laundry.

The air in the mountains is fresh, the morning mist is lingering, the birds are singing, and the springs are gurgling.

Ye Baiyi clumsily wiped the blood with soap horn, and his coat melted as if the blood had faded, and more red water continued to ooze out.

He used to be on the top of Changming Mountain for hundreds of years, and his white clothes were spotless. Although he would change them regularly, he never said how dirty they were. He usually soaked them in water and dried them in the sun before they were clean.As for washing this level of stains, he has no idea at all.

"...give it to me, I'll wash it for you." Xiaoyi looked at it for a while and couldn't stand it anymore.

"No, I can wash it myself." Ye Baiyi insisted.

After all, the clothes were worn next to his body, and they were a little dirty when he was frivolous to Xiao Yi before, but now he feels ashamed and just wants to destroy the body.

"Take off your skirt and wash it for me, the water is too cold, you shouldn't touch it now." After a second, Ye Baiyi suddenly stretched out a hand to ask her for clothes.

He didn't turn his head back, and exuded an awkward breath all over his body.

"No need, Senior Ye, it's more convenient for me to wash it myself." Xiaoyi's skirt was still on, and she squatted by the stream, directly leaning over to wash it, the angle was just right.

"..." Ye Baiyi silenced his voice.

He started quietly washing his clothes.

After rushing and flushing, it couldn't be washed cleanly, and the red blood stains spread more and more widely.

After a while, Xiaoyi reached out to grab the saponins, and Ye Baiyi grabbed her hand: "You're going to catch a cold!"

Xiao Yi froze for a moment, Ye Baiyi pulled her all over with strength, and dried her skirt with one palm.

Xiao Yi: "...Huh?" She almost washed it off...

Xiao Yi stood next to Ye Baiyi in a daze, put on his white cloak again, casually gathered the skirt, and tied the two white sleeves in a knot at the waist.

Ye Baiyi didn't talk to her anymore, he was silently fighting with his clothes, rubbing soap horns and blood all over his hands.

"..." For some unknown reason, Xiao Yi felt that Ye Baiyi simply didn't want her to do laundry.

The author has something to say:

It's nothing, I just want to see Changing the night with sanitary napkins.

Ye Baiyi, I'm sorry.

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I really like puppet cats.

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Misty Grass, it will be three months soon.

我是4月11日入坑的，现在7月2日了。还有9天就三个月了。

The time limit of my curse is coming.

My brother once asked me: "Under what circumstances do you think you will get out of the pit?" She generally refers to various pits.

Me: "Me, I'm usually released after serving my sentence."

Me: "It will come out of the pit naturally in 3 months, just like a snake shedding its skin."

"When the time comes, it will shed its skin, regardless of my personal will."

Brother: "Grass, so smart."

Me: "..." God damn smart.

I argued again: "But Ye Baiyi may be a bit special, he is my isomer after all, maybe he can break the record." The nature of the pit is different from other pits.

Brother hesitated to speak, but I immediately said what she wanted to say: "Although it's still too early to say this, after all, three months have not yet arrived, and no one knows what will happen. The last time I ate An Lei's Sometimes I felt like I could break the record, but I didn’t, and I even climbed the wall after only 2.5 months, and I was caught off guard.”

Brother: "Everyone always feels that their tweets are different now."

Me: "People are always too blind to the present moment."

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I try to explain why my three-month theorem came about.

My first explanation: "I feel that the rhythm of 3 months is similar to the feeling of one course per semester. It may be because I have been domesticated by the semester system. After 3 months, I feel that I have completed a big event, and suddenly I feel like The feeling of meeting the end of the period creates a refractory period."

My second explanation: "But it may also be because I am a grain producer, I can basically climb from the bottom of a circle to the middle and upper reaches in 3 months, and then I will start to be interfered by some surrounding torrents, and I will suffer from various The pressure of interpersonal communication will attract the wind, attract strange ky idiots, and gradually lose the initial happiness, and it is easy to climb the wall."

This time I'm not in lofter, I don't have smelly idiots, and I don't have any colleagues who produce food together. After all, I don't have a circle.

I'm the only one who is happy, and basically no one else.

I feel that the person who can catch up to this position in this article is unlikely to be the kind of person who will cause me to lose my mind and draw a knife...

The walls I have climbed may have produced more food than all of you here. There are a lot of trumpets, and basically all kinds of pits have been visited here, and then some strange things are left behind. The logic is self-consistent, and then I quickly climb the next one .

Before I became mint grass, I was a gecko after all.

I haven't had this kind of self-healing experience before. I don't know if the curse of three months will really break here, but according to my setting, Ye Baiyi can break everything every day.

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If the atmosphere here has always been relatively comfortable, I might guess that it will continue. It’s so amazing, how can I be tamed by such a cold pit.

I feel that it may be because the comment area here is more comfortable.

The comment area after chapter 70 is basically very comfortable.After all, I am a person who would rather lack than abuse.

Let us wait and see what kind of record Ye Baiyi can create.

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Ah, I don't mean to be picky about the comments, just let everyone speak freely. I think the subject matter and word count of this article are enough to filter out some readers who I don't like.I think everyone who stays can be trusted.

And I'm actually the type who will randomly produce food in the comment area-if your comment is not a meaningless comment.

I will reply thank you for extra points, and I will reply xxx sorry for laughing wildly, otherwise it is not robot mode.

all in all……

Makeyourselfathome.