Yan Qingrui rolled her eyes speechlessly, lit several of his acupoints, and then slowly poured a thread of internal force into his meridians.

After a moment, Xuyun woke up.

Seeing that he was still in the dilapidated temple, he suddenly looked desperate.

However, he turned his face and ignored Yan Qingrui, but he did not dare to bow his head.

Because he didn't dare to look at the things stained on his clothes, he was afraid of fainting again.

Yan Qingrui silently uncovered the food box.

The food box was just a crack, and the aroma made Xuyun turn his head. When he saw the barbecue and skewers that were still steaming slightly in the food box, the anger and arrogance on Xuyun's face immediately cracked. He felt that when he woke up just now, it seemed that the aroma of barbecue was stronger, and he thought it was still the fragrance on the fire.

He immediately smiled, his hands came out, grabbed a piece of barbecue with his left hand and three barbecue with his right hand, and immediately put it into his mouth.

Yan Qingrui said contemptuously: "Carnivores are still dying of blood?"

Xuyun's mouth was filled with a lot of stuff, but he had an expression of what you know, and said vaguely: "Old man Bu Shasha (the monks do not kill animals), and he does not follow the writing (the blood is not seen), understand?"

Yan Qingrui: "..."

Foodies have strong reasons and weird ideas.

Yan Qingrui couldn't understand at all. She called the so-called monk who was not killed or seen blood, but was gnawing mutton and rabbit meat in her mouth, and was waving a pheasant leg in her hand. She was sure that anyone believed what he said?

Yan Qingrui threw something in her hand with her left hand and played with her right hand.

Xuyun's eyes were straightened and he said happily: "The gods are drunk? Do you actually have wine? Hurry up, give it to the monk."

Yan Qingrui raised her eyebrows and said, "If you want to drink, you must show your sincerity, right?"

Xuyun saw the wine, his eyes were as bright as stars, his face was drooling, and he said unbearably: "What sincerity do you want?"

Yan Qingrui said: "Ten years ago, Tianqian had a national teacher..."

Xu Yun was stunned, and his meat-eating action paused significantly. He took a bite of the chicken leg and said, "I don't know, I don't know, I haven't seen it before!"

Yan Qingrui said, "Really? I don't have any alcohol to drink!"

Xuyun moved his eyes back from the wine jar in her hand, took a bite of the barbecue, and insisted: "I don't know, I haven't heard of it!"

Yan Qingrui knew he was lying.

If he hadn't heard of it, he would ask Yan Qingrui to choose another condition that would allow him to show his sincerity, or go directly to her to grab the wine. But now he no longer sees Shenxianju. In this way, he can think that with his toes, what he said is not the truth.

Yan Qingrui said leisurely: "It doesn't matter if you don't say it, I will find it out!"

Xu Yun didn't even eat meat. He stared at Yan Qingrui with wide eyes and said, "Why are you looking for these things? Isn't it enough to drink wine, eat meat, fight, and that boy Shangguan plays with you?"

Yan Qingrui snorted: "It was enough. Girl, I have a multinational group, two thousand-hectare farms, two private islands, seven or eight real estate villas from all over the country. I don't know how casual life is, so I don't have to pay attention to anything. What is Xuanyue Sword, What is Shadowless Valley, and What is the National Master, I don't even have a penny to do with me, but who dragged me here?"

Xuyun immediately turned to look guiltyly and looked embarrassed.

He said with a shy face, "That, God will give great responsibility to this man... The destiny of heaven will return, the destiny of heaven will return!"
Chapter completed!