God's plan to save

Chapter 4

"It's Brother Six, come on, if you're big enough, help me up." Yan Xiaoqi's whole body hurts, and he didn't even pay attention to what he said to Yanxu.

Yan Xu frowned and pulled Yan Xiaoqi up from the ground, and said with a stern face, "Nuan Nuan, as the seventh princess of the Qingqiu Kingdom, you must always pay attention to your image and remember ladylike etiquette. Embarrassing, you know?"

Yan Xiaoqi curled her lips, knowing that this brother who was born an hour earlier than her was not compatible with her.

"You haven't told me what you're doing." Yan Xu's face was still tense, and it didn't look like he was here to cultivate feelings.

Yan Xiaoqi raised his hand and patted the soil on his body: "I want to pick some peach blossoms and go back to make wine, but I'm too small to climb up, and always fall down."

Yanxu's beautiful brows began to knit together: "Why did you make wine when you were young?"

Yan Xiaoqi gave him a completely unladylike look: "You are only an hour older than me, if I am young, then you are too young!"

Talking to my sister is really tiring!

He glanced at the undefeated peach blossoms in the valley, frowned and asked, "How many do you want to pick?"

Yan Xiaoqi took out a palm-sized mustard seed bag from his chest: "Just fill it full, if it's not enough, half of it is enough."

The mustard bag, the brother style of the mustard ring, was made by Yan Jiu when he was free.As the god of Qingqiu, he will not be too stingy in his shots. The materials are all selected from a large amount of mustard seeds, which can hold a sea of ​​capacity, and the space inside can be imagined.

Yanxu took the bag with a broken heart, uprooted the entire peach grove and stuffed it into a corner, and this child is still trying to fill it up!
The white cloud head lifted the two of them up, and stopped steadily on the peach forest. At a glance, there was a boundless sea of ​​flowers, floating gently with the wind.

Before Yan Xiaoqi had time to search for the appropriate and beautiful poems in his mind, he saw the silver mana condensed at Yan Xu's fingertips, gathering more and more, getting bigger and bigger, and the weaving was like a big net that floated over the peach grove above.

The petals fell off the branches and fell into the net as if they had heard a call. The delicate pink all over the mountains and plains lost their color in an instant, leaving only bare branches.

Yan Xiaoqi looked excitedly at the petals and stamens Yanxu put into the mustard bag. She thought it would take three to five or eight years to pick them, but she didn't expect Yanxu to get them all done with a single spell.

"Brother Six, what kind of spell is this so powerful? Teach me, I want to learn it too." Yan Xiaoqi's eyes were bright, and Mei Lin on the other side of the mountain could also collect petals like this at that time!
Yanxu has only practiced spells for 500 years, and his celestial power is not deep enough. Although the spell just now is not great, it pays attention to subtle manipulation and consumes a lot of mind. Yan Xiaoqi rubbed his forehead.

"Father said that you can't practice spells until you reach adulthood with this body, but don't worry, if you have anything to do in the future, just tell Sixth Brother, and Sixth Brother will help you."

Did the old man say that?Yan Xiaoqi was startled. In the fairy world, if you can't practice spells, what's the difference between you and a disabled person!
The two left with their clouds on their heads, but they didn't know that not far away, Yan Xiaosan was flying towards Mixin Valley with a few men and women.

Yan Xiaosan wore a water-blue robe and a brocade crown on his head, reflecting his beautiful face and bright face.

Standing on the top of the cloud, waving a folding fan, he showed courteousness to a beautiful woman not far away: "Our Qingqiu is located in the western border, and the weather is good. After tens of thousands of years, it has been ten steps and one scene. However, the most famous But it’s not far from the Lost Heart Valley, where the peach blossoms are invincible all year round, the trees are full of blooming flowers, and under the trees are fallen flowers, under the green peach trees to see the fleeting years, it’s so beautiful, so wonderful.”

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Yan Xiaoqi was carried back to her own mountain by Yanxu, and she took Qingqing to burn the clay pots used for brewing wine, completely unaware that her third brother would encounter the most embarrassing fiasco on the way of picking up girls!
The peach blossoms in the valley, although Yan Xu kept his face upright, but in order to draw in the relationship with his fellow sister, he used all his breastfeeding strength, and he didn't let go of the foot-thick fallen flowers under the tree.

Sixth brother worked so hard, but Yan Xiaoqi was a little embarrassed. Considering her short stature, she only prepared [-] clay pots. Now, if she wants to use all these peach blossoms, she will definitely not be able to do without a thousand or eight hundred pots.

Besides, the sixth brother is so interesting, she will give him some points no matter what she brews, and the third brother, good wine is indispensable when picking up girls, if you can give them the peach blossom wine, which is a specialty of Qingqiu, it will surely get twice the result with half the effort.

Yan Xiaoqi thought happily, the more he thought about it, the happier he was, the more he thought about it, the more proud he was, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that his younger sister was extremely competent and considerate, and became a role model among younger sisters.

Her busy work lasts for 50 years. In the fairy world, 50 years is just a snap of the fingers. The gods who are more motivated, it takes more than this time to practice a spell, do a Zen, and enter a meditation.

Yan Xiaoqi looked at the towering locust tree in front of the Fox Cave with satisfaction, thinking that in a few years, he would be able to dig out the thousands of jars of wine buried below and drink it, so don't mention it if he feels beautiful.

In the previous life, she was also raised by her father with chopsticks dipped in wine. Later, when she was working, at the dinner table, she was able to pour the big boss of the client side under the table and cry while hugging the table legs. Too shy, she didn't sign the list at all, but she was still very satisfied with her drinking capacity!
The peach blossoms were all used up, and Yan Xiaoqi, who had been idle, finally remembered the green plum grove again.

However, since Yan Xiaosan was humiliated in front of his rival and sweetheart in Mixin Valley 50 years ago, Xiaoxian has been sent to garrison all the places with good scenery on Qingqiu, fearing that the tragedy of that year will reappear '.

Yan Xiaoliu, as a cheap and easy-to-use elder brother, is naturally on call. The two of them flew over on the clouds when they were stopped by the little fox guarding here: "Xiaohong has seen the sixth prince and the seventh princess. .”

"Huh? Why haven't I seen you before?" Yan Xiaoqi stepped on the cloud head and looked at Xiaoxian who was prostrate on the ground, a little puzzled. This mountain is under her control, why didn't she know that this place was occupied?
"Return to Your Highness, the youngest one was sent by the Third Prince to guard Meiling."

The third prince?Yan Xiaosan, is this trying to compete with big brother for a job?Yan Xiaoqi's mind couldn't stop and began to run some bloody plot about brother Ni Qiang.

"Last time we picked all the peach blossoms in Mixin Valley, and the feng shui aura of that place changed a lot. Let's pick a little less this time." Yan Xiaoliu said nonchalantly.

Is it that serious?Yan Xiaoqi couldn't help being stunned: "Then let's do less, last time I picked too much, Qingqing and I have been busy for 50 years, this time we can only work for 30 to [-] years."

Yan Xiaoliu didn't expect her to be so easy to talk, fearing that she would go back on her word, a bright silver light cluster gathered on her fingertips again.

The flowers on the tree have been reduced by half, without the previous brocade clusters, but it still looks much better than the bare ones in Mixin Valley that have not recovered their vitality until now.

The two left with the clouds on their heads, still unaware that their third elder brother, who was getting more and more frustrated and courageous, came with the previous wave of people on the clouds again. . .

Making fragrant dew is much easier than brewing wine. In the past 50 years, Yan Xiaoqi and Qingqing planted sorghum, corn, wheat, and barley on the top of the mountain. . .

In order to be the most considerate and capable attendant, Qingqing would water the cultivated fields on the hilltop every few days, plant crops, harvest grain, and brew wine, going round and round. Yan Xiaoqi and Qingqing almost forgot about them It's actually two foxes.

(End of this chapter)