A group of people from Fenghuang Mountain live in a farmhouse and mountain villa by the river in the suburbs. They are far away from the world of mortals and have magnificent mountains and rivers. At night in the villa, you can clearly hear the sounds of birds, animals and insects, and the air is filled with the fragrance of fruits and melons.
I was used to living in a luxury building, but now I have moved to a farmhouse with this pastoral scenery, which has a unique flavor.
Xia Qinglan also showed her style as the world's richest person. She bought whatever she wanted, and she spent tens of millions to buy this farmhouse and mountain villa covering an area of 20 acres.
That night, Xia Qinglan made a sumptuous dinner using bones and vegetables from the villa and domestic livestock to welcome Ji Miaoyi and Zhao Feng'er.
Although Zhao Feng'er arrived very early, there was no formal welcome ceremony.
During the dinner, Ji Miaoyi turned into a little gourmet anchor, taking pictures while eating, and showed it directly to the Huashan Sword Forum.
She was extremely popular on the forum, and she received thousands of replies in an instant, because some people on the forum questioned her for not joining Phoenix Mountain, and even questioned that her forum ID was not her true identity.
These food photos and photos with Phoenix Mountain are evidence that she broke the rumors.
Moreover, Ji Miaoyi didn't just take pictures without eating. She ate a lot, endlessly, as if she had become a foodie, praising Xia Qinglan's cooking skills.
"Sister Qinglan, Miaoyi used to be at home. In order to prevent us from being arrogant and licentious, the elders made us live in a simple life since childhood. Miaoyi has never eaten such delicious food, which makes you laugh."
Ji Miaoyi ate so much grease that her skirt and face were stained, and her flat and sexy water snake waist turned into a bulging shape. Maybe she felt that she had eaten a little too much, so she immediately laughed at herself frankly.
Xia Qinglan had a doting smile on her face: "Miaoyi likes to eat, my sister will often make it for you in the future."
Qin Fan also smiled and said: "Miss Miaoyi, you're welcome. Sister Qinglan is now the richest man in the world. You won't make her poor in ten thousand years."
What surprised her was that although Ji Miaoyi turned into a foodie, her noble nature and elegance in her movements remained unchanged.
A very special snack foodie.
After eating and taking a shower, Qin Fan naturally went to the same room with Xia Qinglan and sat in the birdcage cradle on the balcony on the second floor, enjoying the evening breeze, which was extremely comfortable.
But after a while, Xia Qinglan changed her position and sat in Qin Fan's arms.
Qin Fan put his hands around the woman's sexy waist and asked lightly: "Sister Qinglan, is there any news about Mr. Yue-husband?"
Xia Qinglan was only wearing a white silk nightgown, her hot figure was clearly visible, and she exuded a charming secret fragrance, which made Qin Fan's mind move slightly.
Xia Qinglan snuggled into Qin Fan's arms and said in a deep voice: "I already have some clues, which is why I came to find you."
"My father's bloodline was abolished. After leaving the Imperial Capital, there is enough evidence to show that he has entered the world of the Jiuli Witch Clan in the southwest. I suspect that my father came here to find a way to restore his bloodline."
"But you also know that the world of the Jiuli Witch Clan is very large, with hundreds of thousands of mountains, countless ancient tribes, and forces like the Witch God Sect. It is very difficult to find them."
At this point, the woman sighed quietly.
Qin Fan stroked the woman's hair with one hand and said seriously: "It's good to know that Jiuli is in the southwest. I'm going to the southwest soon. I may be able to find some useful information."
"Xiaofan, ask your sister to go with you."
Qin Fan shook his head gently: "I am fine by myself. The Witch God Sect is extremely powerful. With the current strength of Phoenix Mountain, once the Witch God Sect is alerted, it may be difficult for us to escape from the Witch God Sect's dragnet."
"So, we can't investigate openly, we can only make secret visits."
Xia Qinglan snuggled gently into Qin Fan's arms, with deep gratitude in her eyes: "Thank you, Xiaofan, but Xiaofan must be careful when entering the southwest."
"By the way, there's one more thing."
"Isn't it a fake pregnancy last time? When I told my mother about it, she almost got angry to death. You went into seclusion on your own, and you actually let my sister face my mother's anger alone."
Qin Fan exclaimed: "Mom, is this such a big reaction? You are his daughter-in-law, the daughter-in-law of the richest man in the world. You are not afraid that your daughter-in-law will be scared away?"
Xia Qinglan sneered softly: "She has been treating my daughter-in-law well and treating me as her daughter for more than ten years, and she can't change her mind."
Qin Fan smiled: "Is there anything else?"
Xia Qinglan suddenly said quietly: "Of course there are also, for example...sister misses you."
Qin Fan chuckled and said, "Actually, I miss you, Sister Qinglan."
After saying that, a big hand began to restless, exploring up and down.
Xia Qinglan's eyes widened, her neck turned red with embarrassment, she panicked and tried to dodge.
Why is her Xiaofan becoming more and more impulsive? Is it because her wife is becoming more and more attractive?
After a few symbolic struggles, Xia Qinglan obeyed obediently and opened her heart to you.
That night, the two of them had no sleep all night.
Next door, Liu Mengyao and Lin Xiaoyang had a sleepless night.
In another room, Ji Miaoyi's face was flushed and she stared at the ceiling all night without feeling sleepy.
When the sky turned white, Xia Qinglan nestled in Qin Fan's arms, a wisp of wet black hair clinging to her face with the fragrant sweat, her eyes closed, as if she was about to die, motionless, only breathing.
But the woman's bright red face held a hint of happiness.
"I'm sorry, Sister Qinglan." Qin Fan whispered, full of guilt.
Hearing Qin Fan's voice, Xia Qinglan was immediately shy and did not dare to open her eyes.
Her man is like an unstoppable general, capable of overwhelming an army of millions and leaving nothing behind.
Compared with the gentleness in the past, this time she was so fierce that she couldn't resist it. She was defeated first and could only beg for mercy.
Finally, she asked feebly: "When does Xiaofan plan to leave?"
Qin Fan's eyes were empty: "My back hurts, let's talk about it in two days."
These words seemed to hit Xia Qinglan's back, leaving a row of teeth marks on Qin Fan's shoulders.
Three days later.
In the southwest, deep in the Shiwan Mountains, in a remote town called Tianmen Town, a sea of people gathered, a hundred thousand people, countless young men and women, all wearing distinctive costumes of the Sanmiao and Jiuli ethnic groups, welcoming them the God of Fire
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This is an extremely important festival for prayers and priests, including ancient programs such as blind dates, bullfights, dog fights, horse racing, wrestling, singing and dancing, inviting gods, fighting poisons, and healing diseases.
The Fire God Festival in Tianmen Town is extremely famous. It lasted for three days and attracted tens of thousands of tourists, which greatly boosted the local economy.
Blind date is the most popular among contemporary young people. Many young people will dress themselves up beautifully, brave and handsome during the Vulcan Festival to win the love of the person they like.
That evening, a middle-aged man and a teenager came outside the town.
The middle-aged man is burly, wearing gold and silver, and has a deep and restrained temperament.
The young man is dressed in white casual clothes. He has handsome features, a slender figure, a tall and straight figure, and an outstanding temperament. He can attract the attention of others at a glance among the crowd.
Many beautiful and charming young women couldn't help but pick up their mobile phones and take pictures of the handsome young man.
There were even a few brave women who came up to take photos with him and asked him for his mobile phone number, but they were all rejected.
These two people were none other than Qin Fan and Wu Shanyun. They were not here to participate in the Vulcan Festival, but to meet a woman named Meng Yu.
Their car was blocked twenty miles away and couldn't get in, so they had to go on foot.
Wu Shanyun followed Qin Fan in a low voice and said: "The Vulcan Festival in Tianmen Town has always been held by Miss Mengzhen. She is the richest man in the three towns of Tianmen, but she rarely shows up. She only appears on the last day of the Vulcan Festival every year.
body."
"Calculating the time, it should be about two hours before we see Miss Meng Yu."
"How about we go watch wrestling?"
When Wu Shanyun saw the wrestling match, he couldn't walk and was gearing up.
Qin Fan sent a message: "You are a half-step innate strong man, but you are also interested in wrestling?"
Wu Shanyun said respectfully: "My wife has always hoped that I could become an invincible wrestling warrior, but we have never been to Tianmen Town."
Qin Fan said in a deep voice: "Are you sure that Miss Meng Yu has the necessary information?"
Qin Fan went to Miss Meng Yu just to find out about Xia Qinglan's father.
Wu Shanyun patted his chest and said, "Miss Meng Yu is a know-it-all in the southwest. She has the bloodline of a top-grade spiritual wizard. There is no news that he doesn't know."
Qin Fan nodded: "Okay, let's wait a little longer."
Wu Shanyun was overjoyed and took Qianfan to the wrestling clearing. He saw that there were at least ten thousand people wrestling, crowding around the clearing and on the top of the hill.
At this time, in the open space circled by torches, a wrestling competition came to an end.
There is a thin old man with a nose stud, dark skin and a cloak hat. He is less than 1.6 meters tall and has shriveled and rough arms. He is probably sixty years old. He looks like a farmer who has been plowing the fields all year round.
But his opponent weighed a full two hundred kilograms and was a wrestler who had received professional wrestling training. At this moment, the old man raised one hand in the air, triggering an exclamation like a flash flood and tsunami.
Immediately afterwards, the host made an impassioned speech.
"Congratulations to Crepe Dragon for winning nine consecutive games and successfully accumulating a bonus of 90,000 yuan! But he did not choose to leave with the bonus, but chose to continue the challenge!"
"As long as he can be defeated, his prize will be the next warrior to take the stage!"
"Who else?"
The old farmer showed a simple smile: "Brothers, please stop fighting over me. If you hit another one, I will get another 20,000 yuan bonus. You can buy my son a car and a 30-inch color TV to marry me."
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Although the old farmer was very humble, no one dared to look down upon him, and no one dared to come forward to fight.
Qin Fan looked at the old victorious farmer and couldn't help but be surprised: "This man actually has a trace of bloodline power. Without systematic training, he actually has strength comparable to the peak of inner strength."
What surprised Qin Fan even more was that there were actually quite a few such warriors around the clearing, as many as a hundred, which could be described as a crouching tiger, hidden dragon.
The land of three seedlings and nine li is born with strange people. This has been true since ancient times. This saying is indeed true.
This old man was so powerful that no one dared to challenge him for a while.
"I come."
Wu Shangyun immediately took off his shirt, revealing his strong muscles, causing countless young women nearby to scream, while middle-aged women burst into laughter.
The men snorted coldly.
Because they all recognized the farmer. Although the farmer was short and skinny, he could hold up a fifty-horsepower diesel engine with one hand. His arm strength was astonishing. No one in the ten miles and eight villages could match him.
I heard that a few decades ago, a big tiger came down the mountain and was slapped on the head by an old man. It was so majestic.
No matter how ferocious the beast is in front of him, he must be submissive and obedient to the point of obedience.
Several long-established strong men were knocked down by his punch.
Now there is another person who wants to die, so naturally everyone is not optimistic about it.