Chapter 456, Fruit Wine (Thanks to Migu reader Cen Jiang for the reward, add three more chapters)
"It's nothing boring, at least, there is a beautiful fairy staying with me."

"What's so lonely about me?"

He is quite open-minded by nature.

Although according to what Fang Yaomiao said, it is completely impossible to climb up this vast abyss with human resources.

But there are always more solutions than difficulties.

Fang Chen didn't believe that he, a martial arts master in the early stage of reality, couldn't climb up this thousand abyss.

Seeing Fang Chen so optimistic.

Fang Yaomiao rolled her eyes, there are many capable people in the fairy pavilion.

There are many sages who want to conquer this majestic mountain.

After that, Qian Jueyuan was also taken out of the territory of Jiutian Xunxian Pavilion.

However, those ancestors are all dead.

In the historical records, there has never been anyone who fell into this thousand abyss and was able to go up the mountain alive and sound.

Fang Chen's self-confidence is really a bit confusing.

In the dark of night, Fang Miu and Fang Chen sat in front of the bonfire.

"According to my original intention and the rules of Xiange, I should actually want to kill you, but in the end I still couldn't do that."

The hundreds of disciples who fell from the fairy pavilion were always a thorn in her heart.

"Ugh".

Riding the eloquent moonlight.

Fang Yaomiao also talked more, after all, besides the howling cold wind, only Fang Chen was with him here.

No matter how cool-tempered Fang Piaomiao was, and no matter how used to being alone, she would inevitably feel a little depressed and bored.

Otherwise, there is a saying in the secular world, it is called Ye Lai Fei.

Another sigh.

If the grievances and grievances of the secular world are brought up again now, it will be meaningless.

After all, the two of them have already been trapped under this thousand abyss.

Whether they will see the light of day again is still unknown.

Where would Fang Chen want to kill again?

"But the sins you committed still exist, so don't call me big sister anymore.

If you and I have this kind of relationship, I will be shocked."

No one answered.

Fang Piaomiao was silent for a while, then raised her head.

Her beautiful eyes trembled, and she was taken aback for a moment.

Fang Chen was no longer in sight.

Don't know why.

When Fang Chen knew that this was the land of the abyss before, his face was ashen and full of despair.

Now it is a passion for traveling.

Busy.

Catching fish for a while, looking for firewood for a while.

There is absolutely no self-abandonment like ordinary people who are trapped in a desperate situation.

"what……".

Fang Piaomiao suddenly looked in another direction, there was a cave at the foot of the mountain, and bones could be seen faintly at the cave.

Fang Yaomiao was somewhat puzzled.

Could it be that the sages who fell down the Qianjue Peak stayed overnight here?
The white skirt moved.

Fang Piaomiao walked in that direction.

……

After a moment.

"Big sister, big sister, come on, you see what I found."

Not far away, Fang Chen's excited cry sounded like a primitive man returning to his ancestors.

Fang Miu walked out of the cave, and took two steps towards the side where Fang Chen's voice came from.

I saw that Fang Chen was lying under a tree excitedly, with his palms digging into the soil.

"What are you doing?"

"Is there something under this tree?".

Fang Chen nodded excitedly;
"I passed by here just now, and I realized that this tree is not simple.

Looking at this posture, the trunk of this tree has been hollowed out.

Compared with the surrounding towering ancient trees, it is far smaller than twice the size."

In this thousand-jue abyss that is isolated from the world.

All the experiences and discoveries made Fang Chen extremely curious and interesting.

Fang's misty and cold icy skin and skin are like jade, and his breath is like orchid;
"Then what did you find?".

Qianying in white was holding an oil lamp in her hand, illuminating that delicate snow-white jade face like a porcelain doll bright red.

It was completely dark in the woods.

The gradual fluorescence of this oil lamp is very precious in this forest.

Fang Chen licked his lips; "If I'm not wrong."

Hey.

Smirked twice.

Fang Chen's upper body was in an embrace.

Pull out the stuff in the soil.

bang-

A large old jar fell to the ground.

The mud seal on the top is full of dust, and it is unknown how many dynasties have been changed and changed.

Fang Chen's nose moved, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became even bigger;
"Good thing, this is a good thing!".

"Hey, big sister, where did you find that oil lamp?".

Wiping the sweat off his forehead, Fang Chen noticed the precious light in Fang Miu's hand beside him.

Fang Misty's beautiful eyes blinked;

"This is the oil lamp I found in the cave over there.

If what I expected is correct, I think this oil lamp should be left by my ancestors in Jiutian Xunxian Pavilion."

Well.

Hearing this, Fang Chen glanced at the big jar he had just taken out.

A small and exquisite Qingxiao sword logo can be vaguely seen on it.

wipe!
Grandma, why is the Nine Heavens Xunxian Pavilion really like a pyramid scheme?

The ancestors have already fallen off the cliff, and they have printed their own logs in this place far away from the mundane world.

If an enterprise can make its brand effect so deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, it can be regarded as the brainwashing of the brand is enough.

If the Nine Heavens Xunxian Pavilion was an enterprise, it would definitely be a successful large enterprise!

"These things should be left by the ancestors of the Xiange Pavilion who fell off the cliff.

You don't want to move, after all, it's not good."

Fang Chen curled his lips in disdain;
"Anyway, from what I've seen, your ancestors at the Nine Heavens Xunxian Pavilion should be hiccupping.

I'm an ownerless thing...".

The voice just fell.

Fang Misty Liu's eyebrows over there immediately stood upright.

Fang Chen quickly shut up, and resentfully changed his words;

"Ahem, what I mean is that what he left here will be requisitioned by me."

"There is a saying that is good anyway, it is called the predecessors plant trees, and the descendants enjoy the shade."

"You are also a member of the Immortal Pavilion, so it's okay for me to follow along, right?"

Fang Chen coughed twice.

Fang Yaomiao snorted coldly when he heard the words.

Just now, because of the self-explanation of my inner monologue, the atmosphere was slightly eased.

At this moment, it froze again.

Holding the big jar, Fang Chen walked towards the bonfire they had just lit;

"Sister, drink something?"

I made a simple cup out of fish bones and leaves.

Fang Chen slapped the mud seal open.

A strong aroma of wine rose into the sky.

Fang Piaomiao was taken aback.

No wonder the little guy was so excited just now, he found the fruit wine left by the sages in this place.

"I don't drink alcohol, Xunxian asked how can I break the precept...".

Halfway through.

Fang Chen pointed to the eye-catching green Xiao sword log of Jiutian Xunxian Pavilion on the quagmire, and Fang Yaomiao's pretty face suddenly turned red.

"This place is out of the mundane world.

According to me, the two of us have become gods."

"What's more, the sages of your Xiange brewed their own wine...".

(End of this chapter)