After dressing like a waste of wood, I relied on dry food to reach the peak of my life

Chapter 10 Swinging the Sword into the River
As soon as the words fell, there was a small jug in front of him, and Zhuge Su was holding the jug to pour wine.

The light pink clear liquid is placed in a white porcelain cup, which is both beautiful and full of fragrance: "This is my freshly brewed Peach Blossom Roast. One cup can completely restore the Dao Qi of the second-level 'Understand Sida'."

Li Qingmeng picked up the cup and drank it all in one gulp. The taste was sweet, like peach-flavored juice. She simply snatched the jar and took a sip of it, "Sweet!"

Li Qingmeng was drunk, and her pride was ignited at once. She felt that she was the reincarnation of the Jiuxian Sword Master at this moment.

She held the wine jar in her left hand behind her back, raised her right hand high, and shouted, "Sword—!"

There was a sound of "Qiang", and a streamering sword appeared out of thin air, tightly held in Li Qingmeng's hand.

Zhuge Su was startled, the spatula in his hand fell to the ground in shock, and he forgot to pick it up.

No wonder he reacted so strongly, it's true that Li Qingmeng in front of him is so handsome! !
Compared with the lazy good-for-nothing before, and the slightly wretched foodie just now, this is simply her highlight moment!

The exceptionally handsome Li Qingmeng threw the wine jar to the ground with his left hand, and it shattered into pieces, splashing debris and wine.

Zhuge Su wondered if he could catch it, so he couldn't help but wailed: "My peach blossom burns!"

You are handsome, did my wine provoke you?

Li Qingmeng didn't seem to be able to see the people around her at all. She held the sword in front of her eyes in a graceful manner, and examined it carefully from the hilt to the tip of the sword, just like looking at a lover's token.

Then she took a step forward with her left foot, and sent a sword forward with her right hand, pulled a sword flower, kicked her feet on the ground, flew vertically in mid-air, and shouted: "Swing the sword into a river!"

Following the shout, she held the hilt of the sword with both hands, turned her body, and swiped the sword from left to right in front of her.

The sword energy actually condensed into a shining trace like a ribbon, and as Li Qingmeng's body turned, it spiraled down, and the shining ribbon of sword energy also drew a beautiful arc, like a gorgeous river of fireworks, surrounding her in.

The quietly rising moon sprinkled the clear light in the courtyard, and Li Qingmeng's gorgeous and beautiful face was reflected by a little bit of sword energy. She seemed to have become a lot more heroic, with an ethereal figure, so ethereal that it made people look up to her.

Zhuge Su lost his eyes.

He decided, from now on, he will be Li Qingmeng's loyal fanboy! !

Over there, Li Qingmeng, who looked like a master, spun and fell to the ground, but before she could put on a handsome pose, she only heard a "boom", she tilted her body, hit the ground, and let out a loud snoring, "Huh!" ~~~ Chi----", like a boiling kettle.

Zhuge Su, who was about to step forward to applaud: "."

In the end, Li Yue'er came out of the kitchen, checked Li Qingmeng, and said helplessly: "She is drunk, young master, let's go back first."

Li Qingmeng had a good night's sleep.

After daybreak, she got up in good spirits, scanned the simple room, and remembered that she had traveled through time.

But her memory stayed at the place where she drank the little fat man's peach blossom brand last night, and everything after that seemed to be fragmented, and she couldn't remember a single bit of it anymore.

Li Qingmeng pushed the door helplessly and went out.

Li Yue'er got up early, she handed the washcloth to Li Qingmeng, after she finished washing, she brought porridge and steamed buns on the table, and called her to come over for breakfast.

After breakfast, she bid farewell to Li Yueer, and she asked for directions all the way to ethnology.

On the way, she still didn't forget to try her skill of changing things out of thin air yesterday. She spread her hands and tentatively shouted: "Water, buns, cakes, cups of water and grains of millet."

(End of this chapter)