As night gradually descends, Qianqiu Ancient City fell into silence.

Gu Santong and the others, who had been busy all day, went back to sleep.

Qianqiu Ancient City has changed a lot, with light lingering everywhere. On the many spiritual fruit trees planted, crystal fruits are still shining with the bright moonlight.

In the quiet villa, Chu Ling'er went in and out. Every time she moved out of the room, she would hold a jade plate in her hand. The jade plate was mostly delicious. At this moment, the table was filled with more than a dozen jade plates.

Who would have thought that these delicacies were made by Chu Ling'er, who is in the eighth level of the Eighth Heaven of the Netherworld.

At this moment, she was not like a strong monk, but more like a gentle and virtuous wife, preparing a table of good food and waiting for her husband to come home for dinner.

"It's almost done." Finally, Chu Ling'er put down a jade plate, and even though she didn't forget to appreciate her masterpiece, it was vaguely visible that there was a faint and tender smile on her cheeks.

"Will he be moved when he sees it?" As he looked, Chu Ling'er smiled foolishly.

Bang!

After the words came, a bang sounded outside the garden. Listening carefully, it was the sound of people's feet falling to the ground.

Chu Ling'er subconsciously looked over.

As he watched Ye Chen walk in, he also carried a bed, to be precise, to be precise, to be a big iron bed, and to be more precise, to be precise, to be fine, sleeping seven or eight people is not a problem.

Seeing this, a crimson color suddenly appeared on Chu Ling'er's cheeks. What is this for? Is it just a rhythm that takes three years?

Bang!

When Chu Ling'er's face was wonderful, Ye Chen had already put the iron bed on the ground with a bang.

"Are you awesome? Just made, pure iron." Ye Chen smiled, and his smile was a bit obscene and a bit bad.

"You know how to bully me." Chu Ling'er's cheeks turned red and she turned her back.

"Nonsense, that's about communicating feelings." Ye Chen came up quickly and hugged Chu Ling'er from behind, and his head was still rubbing against Chu Ling'er's neck, "Well, it smells so good."

"Is there any news about my sister?"

"There are some." Ye Chen said while sniffing, "I believe there will be news soon. Didn't you see it? My bed is ready, and the three of them are enough to sleep. Hold one in one hand, hehehe."

"I'm poor enough to eat." Chu Ling'er smiled angrily.

"Wow!" Ye Chen saw a table full of delicious food, and then looked at Chu Ling'er, "You can still cook?"

"No! I just learned it today, Senior Sister Yuling taught me."

"Then I have to try it." Ye Chen smiled, sat down immediately, picked up the spoon, scooped a spoonful, first put it comfortably in front of his nose and sniffed it, then licked it with his tongue and sucked it all into his mouth.

Then, his face became a little wrinkled.

Seeing this, Chu Ling'er was stunned, "Is it very difficult to drink?"

Gudong!

Ye Chen swallowed the soup hard and grinned, "It's... OK."

"So hard to drink?" Seeing Ye Chen drinking the soup so hard, Chu Ling'er looked disbelief and scooped a spoonful. She sniffed it first, then took a sip.

"It's okay!" After savoring for a while, Chu Ling'er looked at Ye Chen in surprise.

Looking at Ye Chen again, this guy's mouth was already full, and he was sweeping the delicious food on the table neatly.

Knowing that he had been fooled, Chu Ling'er glared at Ye Chen angrily.

However, when she saw Ye Chen's mouth full of stuffed eyes and grinning, she felt happy.

Dinner is warm. If you only look at this small villa, it will be like the mortal world. He is not a monk, nor is she a monk. They are an ordinary couple, everything looks so warm.

After dinner, Ye Chen wiped the oil stains on his mouth and carried the iron bed upstairs.

Soon, Chu Ling'er's newly replaced wooden bed was crushed by her palm and threw it out of the window.

This guy is so fuckingly romantic. He hangs the room with red silk and two red candles, and the whole room looks warm and romantic.

However, after the arrangement was made, he realized that Chu Ling'er was gone.

Wow!

Ye Chen scratched his head, and the relationship was busy for a long time, and the heroine was gone.

.............

The night sky is deep and the broken stars are like dust.

In the quiet forest, three figures stood like a graceful woman, a graceful young man, and a very weak scholar.

If these three people look closely, they are Liu Yi, Nangong Yue and Ji Ningshuang, who is dressed as a man?

"Why save us?" Liu Yi and Nangong Yue looked at Ji Ningshuang one after another.

"Because your junior brother... is called Ye Chen." Ji Ningshuang turned around gently. Every time she took a step, Qianli's back would become illusory. "If you can, go to the mortal world! Be an ordinary couple, hold your hands and grow old together."

.............

On this side, Ye Chen had already climbed into a loft with a dark face.

Yes, he found Chu Ling'er and was chatting with Dongfang Yuling in the attic?

When he opened the door, Ye Chen's black face was full of smiles. He was still very polite and bowed to Dongfang Yuling, "Disciple Ye Chen, have seen Uncle Yuling."

"There is no need to call my uncle in the future, just call me senior sister." Dongfang Yuling smiled, and said that, he turned his head and smiled at Chu Ling'er beside him, "Ling'er, right!"

"Oh, Senior Sister." Chu Ling'er's cheeks suddenly turned red.

"It's so late, don't bother Sister Yuling to rest." Ye Chen clenched his ears, and a sentence was really a magical rest, which made Chu Ling'er turn around and glar at him angrily.

"It's not too late, I have something to say to Senior Sister Yuling..."

"Ling'er! Senior sister suddenly felt a little sleepy." Before Chu Ling'er could finish her words, Dongfang Yuling, who was standing beside her, began to stretch her back and yawn.

"Senior sister..."

"Everyone is sleepy, I'm leaving." Ye Chen stepped forward with shamelessness, and without saying a word, he pulled him away.

"I will leave myself."

"Then I have to pull you, what if I'm leaving? Where can I find it?"

"What a wonderful marriage." Dongfang Yuling couldn't help but smile in the attic. As he said, he still looked at the attic not far away through the half-closed window, as if he could see Feng Wuhen looking up at the starry sky from a distance.

ah....!

On this side, Chu Ling'er's soft moan had already sounded.

She was taken back by Ye Chen's domineering Ye Chen as a sack, and she was thrown on the bed as soon as she entered the house. Before she could wait, Ye Chen had already pounced on him.

Soon, the curtain beside the bed fell again.

This time, there was no sound of the bed creaking, because the bed was so big! Because the bed was hard! All you could hear was the sound of panting and the sound of Chu Ling'er intermittently murmuring.

This is destined to be another sleepless night.

[Author’s off-topic]: Old book friends who added "The Emperor of Immortal Martial Arts" to the bookshelf before May 3, check whether their chapters have been refreshed, and compare them with this chapter (Chapter 275: The Legend of the Host). If they are correct, the chapter is correct. If they are not matched, it is not refreshed.

The solution that doesn't match: delete "The Emperor of Immortal Martial Arts" from the bookshelf, and then add "The Emperor of Immortal Martial Arts" to the bookshelf.

In April, I modified "The Emperor of Immortal Martial Arts" to avoid the chaos of reading old book friends who added bookshelf before May 3. I hope everyone will read it again from Chapter 261 and update it to wherever you see it! Just treat it as boring and revisit the plot.
Chapter completed!