After Cultivating Immortals For Three Hundred Years, I Will Return To The Human World

Fenghuangshan and his group lived in a farmhouse on the outskirts of the river. It is far away from the red dust and the mountains and rivers are magnificent. In the villa at night, you can clearly hear the sounds of birds, beasts and insects, and the air is filled with the fragrance of melons and fruits.

The luxury mansion that is used to live in, and now it is replaced by this idyllic farmhouse, has a different flavor.

Xia Qinglan also showed her style of being the world's No. 1 local tyrant. Wherever she went, she bought it. She threw tens of millions to buy this farmhouse, Le Shanzhuang, which occupies 20 acres.

That night, Xia Qinglan made a sumptuous dinner with bone-scraping vegetables and domestic livestock in the villa to welcome Ji Miaoyi and Zhao Fenger.

Although Zhao Fenger came very early, he lacked a formal welcome ceremony.

During the banquet, Ji Miaoyi turned into a small food anchor, took pictures while eating, and directly showed it on the Huashan Sword Discussion Forum.

On the forum, she is very popular, and she has thousands of posts in the blink of an eye, because some people on the forum questioned that she did not join Phoenix Mountain, and even questioned that her forum id was not the deity.

These food photos, as well as the photo taken with Phoenix Mountain, are the evidence that she broke the rumor.

Moreover, Ji Miaoyi didn't just take pictures, she didn't eat, she ate a lot, endlessly, as if she had become a snack food, and was full of praise for Xia Qinglan's cooking skills.

"Sister Qinglan, Miaoyi used to be at home. In order to let us indulge in arrogant and extravagant vices, the elders let us have a rough meal since childhood. Miaoyi has never eaten such delicious food, which makes you laugh."

Ji Miaoyi ate the grease on her skirt and face, and her flat and sexy waist became round. Maybe she felt that she had eaten a little too much, so she laughed at herself calmly.

Xia Qinglan put on a doting smile: "Miaoyi likes to eat, and my sister will often cook it for you in the future."

Qin Fan also smiled and said, "You're welcome, Miss Miaoyi. Sister Qinglan is now the richest man in the world. If you eat for 10,000 years, you won't make her poor."

What surprised her was that although Ji Miaoyi turned into a foodie, her nobility in her bones and the elegance she showed in her gestures were all gone, but her spirit remained unchanged.

A very special snack.

After eating and taking a shower, Qin Fan and Xia Qinglan naturally got together in the same room and sat in the birdcage cradle on the balcony on the second floor, with the evening breeze blowing, which was a rare pleasure.

After a while, Xia Qinglan changed positions and sat in Qin Fan's arms.

Qin Fan wrapped his arms around the woman's sexy waist and asked indifferently, "Sister Qinglan, do you have any news from Lord Yuefu?"

Xia Qinglan was only wearing a white silk nightdress. She had a clear view of her hot figure, and her body exuded a charming and dark fragrance, which made Qin Fan's mind move slightly.

Xia Qinglan snuggled into Qin Fan's arms and said solemnly, "There are already some eyebrows, and that's why I came to you."

"My father's bloodline was abolished back then. After leaving the Imperial Capital, there is enough evidence to show that he has stepped into the world of the Jiuli Wu 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 Jiuli Wuzu world is very large, with 100,000 mountains, countless ancient tribes, and such forces as the Wushen Sect, it is very difficult to find."

Speaking of which, the woman sighed softly.

Qin Fan stroked the woman's hair lightly with one hand, and said seriously, "It's good to know that it's in Jiuli in the southwest. I'm going to step into the southwest recently, and I may be able to find some useful information."

"Xiaofan, let my sister go with you."

Qin Fan shook his head gently: "It's fine for me to be alone. The Witch God Cult is extremely powerful. With the current strength of Phoenix Mountain, once the Witch God Cult is disturbed, I am afraid it will be difficult for us to escape from the Wushen Cult's net."

"So, we can't make clear investigations, we can only make unannounced visits."

Xia Qinglan gently snuggled into Qin Fan's arms, with deep gratitude in her eyes: "Thank you Xiaofan, but Xiaofan has entered the southwest, so he must be careful."

"Right, one more thing."

"Isn't it a fake pregnancy last time? I told my mother about it, and my mother almost died of anger. You, this guy, went into seclusion by yourself, and you actually let your sister face her mother's anger alone."

Qin Fan exclaimed: "Is the mother's reaction so big? You are his daughter-in-law, the daughter-in-law of the world's richest man, and you are not afraid that your daughter-in-law will be scared away?"

Xia Qinglan snorted softly: "She has always treated my daughter-in-law well and treated me as her daughter for more than ten years, and she can't change it back."

Qin Fan smiled: "Is there anything else?"

Xia Qinglan suddenly said faintly: "Of course there are, for example... my sister misses you."

Qin Fan chuckled and said, "Actually, I miss you, Sister Qinglan, too."

After speaking, a big hand began to restless, exploring up and down.

Xia Qinglan's eyes widened, her jade neck blushed, she was so shy, she panicked and tried her best to dodge.

Why is her Xiaofan getting more and more impulsive, is her wife more and more attractive?

After a few symbolic struggles, Xia Qinglan obediently obeyed, opened her heart, and let you pick it up.

The two of them didn't sleep that night.

Next door, Liu Mengyao and Lin Xiaoyang didn't sleep all night.

In the other room, Ji Miaoyi's face was flushed, and she looked at the ceiling all night, without any sleepiness.

When the sky turned white, Xia Qinglan snuggled into Qin Fan's arms, a wisp of wet blue silk adhered to her face along with the fragrant sweat, her eyes were closed, as if she was about to die, motionless, only breathing.

But the woman's bright red face, with a touch of happiness.

"I'm sorry Sister Qinglan." Qin Fan whispered, full of guilt.

Hearing Qin Fan's voice, Xia Qinglan was so shy that she didn't dare to open her eyes.

Her man is like an unstoppable general who can slay an army of millions to pieces.

Compared with the gentleness of the past, this time she was so fierce that she couldn't stand it, and she was the first to be defeated, and she could only beg for mercy.

At the end, she feebly asked, "When is Xiaofan going to leave?"

Qin Fan's eyes were blank: "His back hurts, let's talk about it in two days."

These words seemed to touch Xia Qinglan's inverse scale, and Qin Fan immediately left a row of tooth marks on his shoulders.

three days later.

In the southwest, deep in the 100,000-strong mountain, in a remote town called Tianmen Town, a sea of ​​people gathered, with a total of 100,000 people, countless young men and women, all dressed in distinctive Sanmiao Jiuli costumes, and were welcoming them to the god of fire. The first three of the section.

This is an extremely important festival of prayers and priests, including blind dates, bullfights, dogfights, horse racing, wrestling, singing and dancing, praying to gods, fighting Gu, curing diseases and other ancient programs.

The Vulcan Festival in Tianmen Town is very famous. It attracted tens of thousands of tourists for three days, which greatly boosted the local economy.

Blind date is the most popular among contemporary young people. Many young people dress up beautifully and handsomely on the Vulcan Festival to win the love of their favorite people.

That evening, a middle-aged man and a teenager came outside the town.

The middle-aged man is burly, dressed in gold and silver, and has a deep and reserved temperament.

The young man is dressed in white casual clothes, with handsome features, but he is slender, tall and straight, and his temperament is dusty, and he can attract the attention of others at a glance in 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 daring women who came up to take a photo with him and asked him for a mobile phone number, but they were all rejected.

These two people are none other than Qin Fan and Wu Shanyun. They did not come to participate in the Fire God Festival, but to see a woman named Meng Wei.

Their cars were blocked 20 miles away and could not get in, so they could only walk 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 Meng Qi. She is the richest man in the three towns of Tianmen, but she rarely shows up, only on the last day of the Vulcan Festival every year. body."

"Calculate the time, it should be about two hours before we see Miss Meng Wei."

"How about we go see wrestling?"

When Wu Shanyun saw the wrestling match, he couldn't walk, and was gearing up.

Qin Fan said through voice transmission: "You are a half-step innate powerhouse, and you are also interested in wrestling?"

Wu Shanyun said respectfully: "My wife has always hoped that I can become an invincible wrestling warrior, but we have never been to Tianmen Town."

Qin Fan said solemnly, "Are you sure that Miss Mengyao has the information she needs?"

Qin Fan looked for the Miss Mengyao to find out about Xia Qinglan's father.

Wu Shanyun patted his chest and said, "Miss Mengyi is a know-it-all from the southwest. I have the bloodline of a high-grade spirit witch, and there is no news that he doesn't know."

Qin Fan nodded: "Okay, then wait another hour."

Wu Shanyun was overjoyed and brought Qianfan to the wrestling space. There were at least 10,000 wrestlers, crowding around the space and on the top of the hill.

At this time, in the open space surrounded by torches, a wrestling competition came to an end.

A skinny old man with a nose stud, dark skin and a cloak hat, less than 1.6 meters tall, with shriveled and rough arms, he is estimated to be sixty years old, and looks like a farmer who cultivates the land all the year round.

But his opponent weighed 200 pounds and was a wrestler who had undergone professional wrestling training. At this moment, the old man raised one hand in the air, causing a mountain torrent and tsunami-like exclamation.

Immediately afterwards, the host made an impassioned speech.

"Congratulations to Crepe Dragon for winning nine consecutive victories and successfully accumulating a bonus of 90,000 yuan! But instead of leaving with the bonus, he chose to continue the challenge!"

"As long as he can beat him, his bonus is the next warrior to come to power!"

"Who else?"

The old peasant man showed a simple smile: "Brothers, don't fight the old man, fight another one, and get another 20,000 yuan, so I can buy a car and a 30-inch color TV for my baby to marry my wife. ."

Although the old peasant man was very modest, no one dared to look down upon them, and no one dared to go forward to fight.

Qin Fan looked at the winning old farmer and couldn't help but be surprised: "This person actually has a trace of blood power, and without systematic training, he actually possesses strength comparable to the peak of internal strength."

What surprised Qin Fan even more was that there were actually quite a few such wrestlers around the open space, as many as a hundred.

In the land of three seedlings and nine li, people are born different, and it has existed since ancient times. This statement is indeed true.

This old man was so powerful that no one dared to fight for a while.

"I come."

Wushangyun immediately took off his shirt, revealing his strong muscles, causing countless young women nearby to scream, while the middle-aged woman burst into laughter.

The men hummed coldly.

Because they all knew the peasant, the peasant did not look short and shriveled, but he was able to hold a fifty-horsepower diesel engine with one hand, and his arm strength was amazing.

I heard that a few decades ago, a big tiger came down from the mountain and was slapped in the head by an old man.

No matter how ferocious beasts are in front of him, they must be obedient and obedient.

Several long-established wrestlers were overturned by his punch.

Now there is another one to die, so naturally everyone is not optimistic.