Battle Through the Heavens: Emperor's Son Xiao Yan

Chapter 219
Hearing this, all the girls were stunned for a moment, and then there was a trace of reluctance on their faces.

"What are you going to do?" Nalan Yanran asked first.

"I'm going out to improve my cultivation and do some things by the way."

Xiao Yan flicked his fingers while laughing, countless battle qi turned into sharp thin lines across the sheep's body, and then the sheep turned into countless thin slices and was swept into several silver plates by Xiao Yan's battle qi.

"Isn't it to find a woman, and then improve my cultivation by the way?" Nalan Yanran was still relatively young after all, and she spoke quite straightforwardly, and looked at Xiao Yan suspiciously.

"Uh, how is it possible, am I the kind of person who doesn't do business properly?"

Xiao Yan's face froze for a moment before returning to normal, and he said seriously.

"It's fine if you don't." Nalan Yanran snorted lightly, as if she believed Xiao Yan's words.

It's just that these words were heard by several other women who had experienced human affairs, but they didn't believe it at all. The women looked at each other and gave Xiao Yan a supercilious look.

"Hehe, eat hot pot, eat hot pot."

Xiao Yan sneered, and with a wave of his hand, those plates of thinly sliced ​​mutton fell into the boiling hot pot.

The girls had long been accustomed to his nature, and just hummed a few times before continuing to look at the strange copper pot in front of them.

I saw that the boiling water in the copper pot had already turned into a crimson color emitting aroma under Xiao Yan's preparation, and the thinly sliced ​​mutton was translucent. The tangy meat aroma rises with the boiling water.

Looking at this scene, even Yun Yun, who had already reached the point where she didn't need to eat, couldn't help swallowing lightly.

And Hun Xin on the side had already dripped to the ground.

"Come on." Xiao Yan waved his hand lightly, and the mutton in the pot turned into streams of fresh meat and automatically fell into the oil dishes prepared in advance.

"Often my craft."

Xiao Yan smiled and handed several hot oil dishes to the beauties in front of him. As for Hun Xin's bowl, she had already held it directly in her hand.

When Xiao Douding saw the delicious food, he turned into a pig and ate the mutton in the oil dish.

"Xin Xin, eat slowly." Ya Fei patted Hun Xin's head lightly, but Hun Xin didn't respond, still eating like a pig.

Seeing her like this, a group of women covered their red lips and smiled lightly.

Afterwards, they looked curiously at the brightly colored oil dish in their hands, and finally each of them picked up a few slices of mutton stained with red oil with their chopsticks and gently put them into their small mouths.

And as the mutton entered the mouth, the original curiosity on the faces of the girls faded away, followed by a touch of surprise.

At the moment when the mutton is in the mouth, the aroma of the dipping sauce, salty and spicy touches the tip of the tongue, and the slightest bit of saliva is uncontrollably secreted.

And this is really the beginning, as the teeth slowly crush the mutton, the meaty aroma of the mutton and the aroma of the dipping sauce blend together.

In the end, it turns into an unforgettable taste that stays between the lips and teeth.

The teeth chew back and forth, and the gravy is constantly squeezed out, and finally swallowed together with the taste of the spices.

"It smells so good!" Xiao Yixian and Nalan Yanran were the first to light up their eyes, followed by a look of aftertaste in the beautiful eyes of other women.

"Hehe, you can't just eat the taste of this thing, but also feel the atmosphere brewing in the hot pot."

Xiao Yan smiled slightly.

"Atmosphere?"

The girls were slightly taken aback.

"Yeah, it's freezing outside, but the house is as warm as spring, and there is such a small hot pot brewing with heat and deliciousness. Isn't this an atmosphere that can be imprinted in memory?"

Xiao Yan smiled softly, with his cultivation base, even in the ice cave of ten thousand years of ice, he would not be cold, but today he deliberately changed his fur, removed the protection of fighting spirit, and felt quietly. The cold of winter.

Only in this cold can one feel the atmosphere brewing in the copper pot.

A sip of the cold, sweet and spicy imperial imperial brewing fell into the mouth to wash off the greasy tip of the tongue, and finally, a scalding hot stream fell down the throat and fell into the abdomen.

There is a hint of burning warmth in the lower abdomen.

Looking at Xiao Yan's enjoyment, even Yun Yun was a little envious of his intoxicated and contented mood.

So the leaders imitated Xiao Yan's appearance and drank a cup of fine wine.

At this moment, Xiao Yan was wearing a sheepskin fur coat, and his black hair was raised high by a luxurious jade crown, but a few strands of messy hair fell from his forehead, showing an indescribable unrestrained unrestrainedness.

Such a scene made the women in the room look at him infatuatedly, but for some reason, tonight he had a surprisingly lonely expression.

The outside world is covered with white snow, and the night is like a huge black satin covering the entire sky, but this silk is dotted with many small gemstones.

In addition, the bright moon is like a luminous pearl adorned on it, setting off a little bit of the galaxy, and also coating the snowy night in the imperial capital with a layer of sparkling silver brilliance.

The earth is covered by a silver-white vastness, which forms a sharp contrast with the black night sky. Bright flames are lit in the houses of human beings on top of the plain silver clothing, adding a touch of light to this silent and vast world out of thin air. Fireworks.

"Green Ant New Brewed Wine."

Xiao Yan slowly opened his mouth and chanted softly.

For some reason, it seemed that the brilliance emitted by that bright moon was too similar to his previous life. After 16 years in this world, he felt a rare sense of homesickness tonight.

In everyone's lonely and long life, there will always be a few moments that suddenly sound a certain moment, and suddenly fall into the memory.

"A small red clay stove."

The eyes of the beauties were slightly bright.

The night and the snow-white land meet in the distant sky, revealing a sense of mystery and loneliness.

"Tonight it will be snowing." Xiao Yan drank another glass of fine wine, and then he picked up another glass of wine and smiled at his beautiful couple: "Can you have a glass?"

At this moment, all the girls almost forgot the delicacies in their hands, and fell silent in the artistic conception of Xiao Yan's poem.

"Hey, hello, are you all so disrespectful to your men?"

Xiao Yan took the wine cup in his hand.

It wasn't until this time that all the girls reacted to the artistic conception of the poem one after another, and finally clinked glasses with Xiao Yan and drank the glass of wine in their hands.

However, as the hotness entered their throats, a sense of warmth rose from their stomachs, and they could better understand the artistic conception in Xiao Yan's poem.

"I really didn't expect that the master still has such a talent in this poetry." Yafei drank a few glasses of wine, a more intoxicating pink appeared on her charming face, and she looked at Xiao Yan with a smile.

"This young master knows astronomy and geography at the top, and he cultivates both alchemy and martial arts." Xiao Yan said with a smile, the deep and lonely appearance just now disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"Bragging you." Nalan Yanran curled her lips, but her eyes were sparkling.

The other women also looked at Xiao Yan like this. No matter how you say it, Xiao Yan's achievements in fighting qi and refining medicine are extremely dazzling.

"Jie Jie, ladies and gentlemen, since we have eaten and drunk, it is such a cold night, why don't we hug each other to keep warm."

The corner of Xiao Yan's mouth suddenly revealed a smirk again.

　After reading this chapter, it is recommended to have a drink
　　
　
(End of this chapter)