Miao Congshu hummed and woke up from his sleep. He subconsciously turned over and ended up making his scalp numb.

A pain in the tailbone radiated to the surroundings throughout the body. Although it was a force-bearing method, because the same movement was maintained for too long, the waist was sore that it could hardly move.

My knees are a little red and swollen. The worst part is somewhere below the tailbone. It is spicy and spicy, as if it is constipated and has chili powder applied.

Miao Congshu was like a man who was about to die. He used all his strength to force him to turn over. When he looked up, he saw Yu Fuli sitting on the edge of the bed with his legs raised and looking at him elegantly.

The white shirt is long sleeves and white wrists are as snowy as snow, the green silk is smooth and soft on the shoulders, and the chin is supported and he looks at him with a smile, and his whole body says, "Gentle and harmless good partner at home."

Yu Fuli: "Does it hurt?"

"It hurts..." Miao Congshu knew that his voice was shameful, low, hoarse and a little crying sound, just like when he couldn't bear it, he urged his head to Yu Fuli's arms and begged him to be gentler. He stretched out his hands: "Hug him."

Yu Fuli looked at him and, just when Miao Congshu thought he wouldn't move, suddenly picked him up and put his chin on his shoulder, and his big palm attached to his waist and gently massaged it. Yu Fuli said, "It hurts."

Miao Congshu: "?" Do you know what you are saying now? The correct way should not be to kiss and hug and admit your mistake and then coax it?

Yu Fuli: "Miaomiao, the dual cultivation of monks is beneficial and harmless, and will only feel comfortable and not hurt afterwards."

Miao Congshu: "So?" He had a bad premonition.

Yu Fuli: "I made you feel hurt."

Miao Congshu: It’s the ancestral nerve that has never escaped.

As Yu Fuli said, he bit his neck. Miao Congshu was shocked and thought he wanted to do it, so he struggled to run out of his arms: "Calm down, calm down - anything is too much, and once it is broken, it will be too late to repair it." He said with great thoughts: "Don't care about day and night, you must consider eternity. When you are young, you don't care about energy, and when you are old, don't do anything that makes you regret."

Yu Fuli looked up, pinched Miao Congshu's chin and turned his face over, and pressed his waist and hips with his other hand: "Don't move around."

Miao Congshu's heart was a little cold, thinking that he had to buy two kilograms of deer antler as snacks to chew. The next moment, he suddenly sighed comfortably, and his stiff body leaned softly in Yu Fuli's arms.

A warm feeling from the waist and hips radiated from Yu Fuli's palm to the surroundings and into his limbs and bones. His muscles and bones were immediately relaxed and the soreness was smoothed, and his whole body felt more comfortable than being soaked in the Lingquan Pool.

It is warm, as if it is soaked in the steaming Lingquan Pool, and there are white clouds and birds floating in the sky. The breeze gently blows across the hills, bringing the fragrance of flowers, plants and fruits.

The plants and trees flourish, the flowers and leaves flourish, and the spring water washes away the fatigue and dust of the busy day, making you feel drowsy.

Miao Congshu was like a giant baby, squinting his eyes and his face was comfortable, as if his face was full of pain just now, and the person who was resisting was not him. He also grabbed Yu Fuli's big hand and put it on his stomach, and said with bright eyes: "Do it again."

Yu Fuli did not agree and urged him to get up and stop staying in bed.

Miao Congshu spread his limbs and looked at the surroundings of nothingness: "I don't want to move."

Yu Fuli looked at him and dressed him. Suddenly he became interested in fiddling with him and dressing him up. He changed several sets of clothes for him with great enthusiasm, so annoyed Miao Congshu regretted his laziness and wanted to push him away and do it himself, so he chose a set of clothes.

Miao Congshu looked down and saw that the straight man’s aesthetic taste was very good.

He took off the clothes without expression and changed into his own custom-made and wholesale green clothes. Yu Fuli frowned and asked him why he had to change his choice of clothes.

Miao Congshu looked back at the yellow set of clothes that looked like walking eggs after putting on it. The corners of his mouth were slightly pulled down, but he still had to coax the current psychopath: "Because I wear it so bright that it is definitely a walking mirror. Anyone who sees it has to come and take a look." After a glance, he regained the confidence of the universe's beauty. He continued: "I have you, how can I still exude my damn charm to the outside world?"

Yu Fuli stared at him with a smile: "If you dislike me, just say nothing, there is no need to coax me."

Miao Congshu stood on tiptoe and kissed his chin, Hu Li: "I feel sorry for you if you are unhappy."

Yu Fuli held his arms. Although he didn't have a smile on his face, his pupils slightly shrank meant that he was relaxed and was still easy to talk to at the moment.

Miao Congshu tied his clothes. Yu Fuli tied his hair behind him, pulled out his hair from his shirt, inserted his fingers into his hair, and then took out one from the mustard seeds of his countless hairbands to tie him.

Miao Congshu found the mirror and looked left and right. The hairband was a white ribbon, and there was a disposable defensive formation on it.

Fortunately, it's not ugly.

The aesthetics are finally normal.

After packing up, Yu Fuli pulled him out of the mustard seed space, and he didn't forget to carry a fish basket in his hand. The fish basket was filled with silverfish, and most of them were still alive and kept in it.

I don’t know what kind of spiritual weapon this fish basket is. It seems to be a small one, but in fact it has a unique world. I have raised dozens of fresh century-old silverfish with delicious meat.

Miao Congshu swallowed his saliva and urged Yu Fuli to hurry up and pick up two of them to satisfy his cravings.

Yu Fuli glanced at him and first searched out the dried silverfish that had been prepared before from the mustard seed space to satisfy his cravings first.

Miao Congshu took two white porcelain jars the size of a palm, and the lid was opened. He first smelled the white porcelain jar with his left hand, and a spicy and salty smell of fish came to his nose. He pinched the boneless spicy dried fish, the size of a middle finger, and put it in his mouth, immediately 'hissing' and sighing with a "delicious" sigh.

The fishy smell of dried fish has been removed. The meat is delicious and chewy. The spicy sauce is delicious and bright. When you put it in your mouth and chew it for a few bites, the rich spicy sauce will burst out and squeeze the mouth and invade the taste buds.

It's simply unique delicacy!

Miao Congshu killed five spicy dried fish in one breath, and then ate another dried fish in a white porcelain jar. The dried fish can be perfectly blended with the sauce and will not be taken away from the deliciousness of the flesh. The honey sauce is fresh and sweet and has the aroma of other seasonings.

Anyway - super delicious!!

Miao Congshu killed nearly twenty dried fish directly, and he pinched one and handed it to Yu Fuli's mouth to invite him to eat.

Yu Fuli disliked his fingers full of sauce and refused to eat them. "If you don't eat them, don't make trouble." He picked up a century-old silverfish the size of a child's arm, and was shocked and frowned. He started to remove the scales and cut the belly with a cold face, intending to make fish soup for Miao Congshu.

His original best skills were fishing and killing fish, after all, it was the fun he had done for countless years.

Later, when Miao Congshu became a lover of him, he began to learn a hundred ways to cook fish. Not to mention, talented people can achieve high efficiency and achieve good results in everything they do.

Yu Fuli waved his hand and condensed all the water vapor in the air to form a pool of water. Then he threw the chopped fish into the stall water, and then controlled the temperature of the water to boil.

As Miao Congshu ate, he suddenly felt that the dried fish in his hand would not taste good. He thought of something serious. Yingfanghu should be in the Mahayana period, but he could not make any wish in Yu Fuli's hands.

Yu Fuli looked at the tens of thousands of people in the cultivation world at that time and was a bit arrogant... In fact, he was already arrogant. He didn't take tens of thousands of cultivators, including the big shots, seriously.

Moreover, the little mustard seed space that was opened up casually and the current control of water seemed to be too easy.

Miao Congshu was silent and thought no, right? Even if he is prosperous, he must at least wait for him to break up according to the previous rules. Could it be that this time he has made a fortune not only to be a second generation of cultivators but also a big boss?

He was shocked when he thought of this. What if he broke up in the future? I heard that wealthy families generally do not break up but are widowed!

Miao Congshu was nervous: "Old Yu, are you practicing high?"

Yu Fuli was throwing the chopped seasoning into the fish soup, and he replied casually: "It's okay."

Miao Congshu: "Mahayana period?"

Yu Fuli: "Absolutely." Anyway, the highest level of cultivation in the world of cultivation is the Mahayana stage.

Miao Congshu was so cold: "There are many spiritual weapons, spiritual plants and spirits?" The real criteria for the cultivation world to determine wealth depends on these three things, and money is ranked behind.

Yu Fuli glanced at him and asked back: "How much do you want?"

Miao Congshu was not very happy to hear this. He always thought that Yu Fuli was a very poor casual cultivator, or the poor casual cultivator who was greedy for small gains to buy Heisha jade as a magic weapon.

……etc.

Miao Congshu took out the Five Elements Daoyu hanging around his neck and asked him if it was true. Yu Fuli replied that he still had the fake Five Elements Daoyu?

"..." Miao Congshu was a little worried. He washed his hands and put two white porcelain jars. He took out his mustard seeds and held them in front of Yu Fuli. He said dryly: "I have made a lot of wealth outside. I originally planned to share half of it for you and take you to spend the whole life together."

Who knows that people may not look down on it?

Yu Fuli became a little interested, and his spiritual sense penetrated into it and took a look. He divided half of his face without changing his expression. Then he pinched Miao Congshu's back neck and said, "Remember to divide half of me in everything from now on."

Miao Congshu responded to the voice.

At this time, the fish soup was cooked. Yu Fuli poured out one-third of it hidden in the mustard seeds to make fish frozen, and the rest was fed to Miao Congshu. Miao Congshu ran over and snuggled beside him and drank the fish soup that was so delicious that his tongue almost ate. His originally wilted mood was instantly thrown away.

I thought to myself that the wealthy family is good, and the food for the wealthy family is great.

After eating, he started to feel sleepy with his stomach in his arms. He lay lazily on Yu Fuli. Miao Congshu looked up at the blue sky and suddenly found that he had come out of the mustard seed space and didn't notice what it was.

This is a valley, quiet and far away, surrounded by knife-like mountain walls, and the mountain wall on the right also has a top-down waterfall. The waterfall splashes everywhere, and a colorful and beautiful rainbow appears in the sun. Green grass is everywhere, wild flowers are like brocade, endless, and the sky is blue, and the clouds are as white as snow. The breeze blows gently, and the sun is just right.

Miao Congshu asked languidly: "Where is this?"

Yu Fuli held his chin and looked at him, "Taixuan Secret Realm."

Oh, the secret realm.

……Um?

Taixuan Secret Realm?!!

Miao Congshu was shocked: "Aren't you locked up?"

Yu Fuli replied lazily: "Just open it." He seemed to find his shock inexplicable.

Miao Congshu: It’s so great...that’s strange!

Even Ying Fanghu knew that once the Taixuan Secret Realm was closed, you could never get in again. When it came to Yu Fuli, it turned into a sign of "If you close, you will open it, you will have any difficulties. What's so stupid."

Miao Congshu thought, would his current position be the Lord of Kunlun? That's too unscrupulous.

While he was thinking about it, he heard a sound from a dense forest on his right hand. After a while, there were voices and mixed footsteps from far to near. Miao Congshu listened boredly to the conversation between those people: "Where is this?", "In the ancient secret realm, crisis is everywhere, so be careful.", "Senior sister, the inner disciple of Taixuan Sect seems to be injured.", "What should I do?"

The eldest disciple of Taixuan Sect? Jing Wanha?

The senior sister who was questioned pondered for a moment and said, "He is the eldest disciple of Taixuan Sect and the young leader of Hehuan Sect. If he dies in front of us, it is better to ask the sir."

"Where is sir?"

"I have started 'Yu' just now and told Mr. to where we are, and Mr. will come to us soon."

"Very good."

...

Miao Congshu only felt that their conversation seemed familiar, as if they had heard it before. Mr.? I was a little familiar.

While he was thinking this, he heard a slight sound of footsteps coming from behind the grass. He thought that this was the gentleman they were talking about. He looked back at the moment of curiosity, and happened to face a pair of gentle and implicit compassionate eyes.

Xue Tingchao: "Cong Shu?"

Miao Congshu:...

Miao Congshu: Help Mom!
Chapter completed!