Chapter 7596: This is the blessing

Ye Qian opened the blood wine, and the blue wine was in the belly.
At the beginning, it was slightly spicy, and then it started from the throat, spread into a small fire, and burned into the stomach. It was still the original taste, and there was no change in half.
With a soft smile, Ye Qian smiled and said: "Then your wife, but the widow of the sneak peek of your son?"
"Haha, it’s my wife now. When I went to the letter, the boy didn’t want to come back. I went to the mountain gate where he practiced. He didn’t come out. I blocked the door for a long time, even the lords of their sects. I couldn't stand it anymore, and the blind man came back to kiss me. I was not willing at the time. It was not very good for a small day." The hawker was proud of it with a little pride.
"..." Ye Qian.
"It's amazing!" Ye Qian sighed with a thumb and mourned for the son of his son.
"That is, that scorpion, repaired to be higher, is also my son!" The hawker proudly smiled, and added the good noodles to the meat sauce, handed it to Ye Qian, and continued: "Speak up, right home The little girl hasn't seen it for some years. When she was a child, she should be like a fairy."
"Almost!" Ye Qian said with a vagueness that he had never seen the power show and he had no chance.
"A few days ago, Wang Jiazi came once and said that he was going to a farther place. I don't know when I will come back. I asked him if he would bring a girl with a powerhouse. He said that he couldn't bring it..." The hawker smashed.
Ye Qian sighed in his heart and silently ate.
"I want to say that spiritual practice is important. Marriage is also important. Before, it was the little girl who wanted to travel. Now it is the Wang family boy who wants to travel far away. This day's fallacy, God knows that they will be able to settle down..." The hawker sighed .
"The road is far, look at the fate." Ye Qian said faintly, he suddenly thought of Yuanxiao, the last time he went to find, Yuanxiao has left the fairyland, and traveled around the world, I don’t know where to go, I don’t know. Come back.
"Yeah, we must all look at the fate." The hawker echoed his nod and his face was obviously hesitant: "Wang Jiazi said that he is now mixed with his predecessors. I don't know if you can ask your predecessors for something?"
"You said." Ye Qian was surprised, but did not refuse. If he did, he did not mind doing something good occasionally.
"My son and daughter are moving to the side of the mountain gate. I have to take care of my grandson in a while. I shouldn’t come back. There is nothing else to remember. It’s the marriage of Wang’s kid, I’m afraid I can’t wait for him. come back.
His father and brother have left the South Wilderness and went to the side of the Fairy City. No one can trust it. I don’t know if the seniors can help bring my prepared wedding wine to the Wang family, and then help me to say, I look at them long. Big, but I can't wait for him to marry a little girl, but I can only wish them happiness.

The hawker’s eyes are incomparable with sincerity and expectation.
"..." Ye Qianwen said that he was lost in a moment. He looked at the hawker, and the wind and frost infested some old faces, with the courtesy of a pair of juniors, Wang Quanfu and Quan Xiuxiu.
Ye Qian wants to tell the hawker the truth, saying that the two have long been married, but on the day of marriage, Quan Xiuxiu was opened to the secret by his father’s right to give birth to the blood, and it has long been turned into a skeleton, and then Weng’s disintegration, Wang Quanfugui Yusheng’s head-to-head memorial is the show.
From then on, there is no Wang Jiaxiao, the Wang Jiaxiao, and only the evil Taoist monk is rich.
Looking at the hawker who was full of eager anticipation, Ye Qian couldn't say such a thing. He squeezed a smile and nodded stiffly: "Yes, I will bring it to him."

Thank you for your predecessors.
The hawker didn’t see Ye Qian’s strangeness, and he liked to bow to the ceremony, and then said:
Please come to my predecessor and come to me, the wine is in the wine cellar.

"Okay." Ye Qian went down to eat two faces, holding the jar and following the hawker to a two-story building. A hundred years old jujube trees in front of the building, lush foliage, loomingly visible some just growing Small green dates.
The small building was somewhat mottled and broken. The door was opened and the oil lamp in the house was lit. Ye Qian entered it. The furniture in the house was some years old, and there was a lot of dust, and there were piles of various things, which seemed a bit messy.
"Women followed her son and daughter to the side of the mountain gate. There were few people in the family to take care of. I didn't bother to do it, let the seniors laugh." The hawker explained it with embarrassment.
"Nothing!" Ye Qian smiled thoughtfully.
The wine cellar is under the small building, the door is opened from the floor, the steps are stepped down, and the place where the altar and the people are almost tall are placed neatly in the wine cellar.
"Wang Jia's wedding wine is in it. When they were young, they met me. I was very familiar with his father. This is the fate. I was thinking, if they were really, this wine has to be. His father ran outside every day, preparing the children for spiritual resources. Where is this thought, this thing should be my uncle's work..."
The hawker squats and moves forward while the wine cellar is dimly lit by the light, and the back is pulled long.
Ye Qian followed silently behind, just listening.
"The two cylinders of wine, one tank of five hundred pounds..." The hawker came to the end and pointed at the huge wine tank with a sense of accomplishment and said with a smile: "The selection of the Wang family boy and the right girl knows the new brewing day. Wine is now a little thirty years old."
"Then I will accept it for him." Ye Qian waved his hand and took the two altars into the storage ring.
"There are two other altars, the seniors please come with me..." The hawker took out a shovel from the corner and walked out of the cellar with Ye Qian to the jujube outside the small building.
Waving the shovel, the hawker struggled to dig under the tree, not a little while, revealing a small jar of rice packed in the ground.
The hawker carefully identified the two altars and carefully cleaned the mud from the altar. This was handed to Ye Qian, with a little smile and plain smile: "The one thousand pounds of wine is for the guests, this The two altars were uploaded by my ancestors. I have been there for hundreds of years. When I used the Wangjia Xiaozi and the Quanjia girl to spend the night in the bridal chamber, I drank a glass of wine."
"..." Ye Qian heard the words, his lips were closed, and the scorpion felt a little dry. He vomited a word after half a sigh: "Good!"
"Then please go to the predecessors!" The hawker thanked.
"Do you sell the wine in your cellar?" Ye Qian asked.
"Sell, I thought I would leave when I sold out, but I still have to look at the situation. I also like my grandson." The hawker was a little embarrassed.
"All sell me." Ye Qian said.
"Ah..." The hawker slammed it directly, with a little dissuasion. "Thirty thousand pounds, you don't have to buy so much at once. It's time to go. You really want, I will send you one." A thousand pounds is enough, and it is not worth much anyway."
"Nothing, I still have thousands of years to live and drink for thousands of years." Ye Qian said indifferently, for thousands of years, he had to break through the borders and ask the way. It is.

Thousands of thousands of years?
The hawker was shocked. The whole person was stunned and asked the predecessors?
"Haha, kidding, it's still a lot worse..." Ye Qian smiled heartily.
The hawker sighed heavily, which was too scary.
Ye Qian patted the hawker's shoulders and stalked the hawkers and went to the wine cellar.
In the face, he put all the 30,000 kilograms of blood wine into the storage ring.
Leaving the wine cellar again, Ye Qian stood under the jujube tree and thought about it. He did not ask if these ancestral wines could be sold under the tree.
He took out some high-grade Lingshi, counted as the money to buy wine, and then found two jade boxes, one for the third-class world source, and one for the fourth-class world.
Ye Qian handed the two jade boxes to the hawker and said, "You sent him the gift for me. This is a gift. If there is a child in the family who is practicing with one heart, ask the heart to be strong and sincere. When entering the road, give him Take the first jade box and give him a second jade box when you are in the voyage."
"Is this?" The hawker took the jade box and looked at Ye Qian.
This is a chance, but also a blessing! Ye Qian answered in his heart, but he said, "This is a return, take it, go!"
Putting his hand, Ye Qian walked briskly and left the city of Anwenfang. Ye Qian stood in the high place and looked back at the jujube tree that had been for hundreds of years.
Under the jujube tree, the hawker looked at the two jade boxes for a while, then picked up the jade box, buried the excavated soil, then closed the door and returned to the booth.
Under the dim light, the hawkers are still waiting for guests who don’t know when they will appear.
About wanting to sell the last part of the stall with the wine, Ye Qian thought about it, tasted the blood wine that had not been finished in his hand, and became hot, as the king Quan said, this wine is indeed warmer than the light. People's heart.
Ye Qianfei flew into the air, and finally forgot the city of Anshun Square, which had three or two lights under the night sky.
This world is full of fireworks, love and hate in the world, Ye Qian likes it very much.
Leaving the city of Anwenfang, Ye Qian flew all the way, along the road he had traveled, to the snow country.
He used to be here, together with the royal power, relying on calculations to sneak attack, killing the snow country, the power of Xu Da, supporting the small round of the top of the crown, becoming the Queen of the Snow Country.
Nowadays, the squad of the snow country can no longer cause any trouble. The formation is white. After all, it is the law of space avenue. For Ye Qian, who has already glimpsed the situation, the space of his accomplishments has already surpassed the layout. Master of the array.
For the others, the horror of the horror, under the exploration of Ye Qian’s spirit, is full of loopholes.
With the sudden advancement of space, Ye Qianwan walked through the city like a ghost, and soon came to the palace.
The light car was familiar with the entrance to the palace. In some years, I didn't see Xiaoyuan. Ye Qian didn't know what she was doing now. He didn't even think about whether he showed up. When he came, he just wanted to take a look at how Xiaoyuan had gone.
After all, it was Ye Qian who pushed Xiaoyuan to the position of the Queen.
In the palace, a girl wears a lady's dress, and her head is still tied with Gaobang horsetail. The skin is white and visible, and the blue veins are hidden in the armpit. The round blood-stained brand on the forehead is still in the still, and the crown is still drawn in the circle with rouge. Outside the thorns connected to the left eye, painted with blood red eyeshadow, added a bit of flirty...