MTL - Attack Stream of Life-Chapter 75

The recovered Wei Ge is a handsome guy with black curly hair and purple eyes. He is 1.9 meters tall with heroic facial features. In addition, he has the momentum formed by being the president for a long time.

Standing with Qingchuan, who is always smiling and kind, is the illusion of a black wolf and a little white lamb.

System: ...Oh, but I have already seen it.

In the end, the system still didn't ask what happened to Wei Ge's domain, because Qingchuan didn't care much. Qing Chuan didn't ask, Wei Ge didn't say anything, and it was useless to let the system scratch its head.

Good luck.

"Little boss, who is this?"

"He, the lady boss." Qing Chuan smiled, like a flower blooming.

Looking down at the meal, in fact, the diners who had been listening with their ears pricked up and rioted, "What? Waiting for no one, hesitating, hesitating, and being pre-empted."

"Blame me, blame me for having the wrong gender. Those who are so gentle and considerate and agree with one's heart, are indeed unlovable. Little boss, I've lost my love today, can I have an extra glass of wine? I want a glass of rose wine and a glass of purple beauty."

"I'm also lost in love, can I have another cup of amber light?"

The guests all teased and said that they were broken-hearted and wanted to drink. Qing Chuan couldn't help laughing and laughing, so just for an extra glass of wine, he didn't want his face.

The guests cheered, but there are so many wines and there are only two places, which still cannot solve the problem of difficult choice. Everyone couldn't help but look forward to more, "Little boss, can we drink openly when you get married?"

"No." Qingchuan said while laughing, "I'm a tavern, not a big wine shop, how can I afford you to drink like this? To make a good wine, to collect materials and brew together, you have to A year or even several years. It takes two or three days to drink freely, no more."

Qingchuan was talking to the guests, all the way from marriage to adoption of offspring, whether to open the drinking quota.

Wei Ge just watched quietly, except for the uncontrollable rise of the corners of his mouth, his expression did not change much. He was all alone in his eyes, and he recalled the sweetness of being recognized as the "boss lady" just now, like a big white rabbit melting on the tip of his tongue, and he could hardly maintain the calmness and self-control on his face.

'Qingchuan is in the kitchen all day, it's really hard. Tomorrow morning, he should prepare breakfast earlier and let his hands rest. ’

'Toothpaste and towels in the bathroom can also be prepared first, as well as slippers by the bed. ’

'Ah, I don't know if the door will be locked. Although I am not afraid of this, but it is locked and sneaked in, which is not very good. Although they are already a couple...a couple~'

'If I could be in a room later...'

Weige rubbed his nose uncomfortably to stop this dangerous thought.

'Speaking of which, Qingchuan's bed is dark blue. His skin is fair, he can control most colors, and red is also very suitable. If he is set off by rose petals, he must be very good-looking...' Wei Ge has a serious face, and looks like a big guy who is considering buying A shares or B shares. But my mind is full of all kinds of color waste.

"...Host, you have so many postures, do you know that?"

"Live system?!"

"I thought I was dead, but I didn't expect to be rescued by you." The live broadcast system has also changed slightly now, becoming a silver-gray oval robot with a Cute expression, eyes sparkling and shining.

"It is your own ability that you can persist for hundreds of years when encountering S-level taskers. Under the circumstances at that time, no one dared to say that they could do better than you. After hundreds of years, Once, once, again and again to draw the pattern that does not last for a few seconds, waiting for an unknown possibility... Thank you for trusting me."

Qing Chuan's eyes looked at Wei Ge, his little fingers hooked together quietly, smiles one after another, full of sweetness overflowing the screen, "Really, flattered."

They saw Wei Ge's fair face suddenly turn red, almost on fire.

"Cough. Well, I trust you."

Live system:…

Huh?

What happened when it hibernated? !

The people who speak out and those who are in the vague period have completely different feelings. As an old fritter, the live broadcast system can be said to be the first to discover something wrong.

It turned to the craftsman system in shock, "They...are together? When did it happen?! My host is such a coward...this little snail-like person who is very careful about his feelings, how is he? did it?"

The live broadcast system now feels like seeing the miracle of toad eating swan meat. Of course, this statement is a little exaggerated, but it is really unimaginable.

It's not that it looks down on its own system, it thinks that the most powerful aspects of its host are vision and luck, but the comprehensive ability is a little worse.

"Oh. Your host said that we will meet again after a long absence, can you kiss me? My host said, ok. That's it."

The craftsman system spreads his hands, saying that he does not understand, the host is really willful, saying that he is single, and he is the one who agrees easily. After everything is done, I remember to talk to someone.

The live broadcast system suddenly shuddered.

"What's wrong?"

"No, it just doesn't feel like something my host would say. Was he... mad?"

"...that's probably what it means anyway."

"I said, if one day in the future, if they quarrel or have a discord, will your host kick my host? He's so cowardly, yet so unfeeling." What should it do then?

Idols and hosts are really a dilemma.

The artisan system looked at it faintly, "I don't want to see the host's anger at all, I don't think you will. If your host does something wrong to my host, The best option is to commit suicide on the spot, at least leave a whole corpse." My host, this snake-sperm disease, has installed a group of high-risk creatures in the spiritual sea, can you believe it?

"

"My host can never do anything wrong. The stunning beauty falls in front of him and hates the super straight man who gets in the way? I'll give your host a bend."

"My host, the plot is also straight... ah..." The live broadcast system thought about the host's idiot, feeling guilty and short of breath and couldn't stand up his chest.

The two systems are very worried about their host's future relationship. As soon as they got together, they quarreled about divorce and property division.

Qingchuan:…

Stupid system, one stupid is two stupid.

Wei Ge expressed his loyalty to his sweetheart, "You have the final say in this family, and I will listen to you."

Together, you kiss me, I kiss you.

Although I really want to stay with Qingchuan for a while, but Wei Ge has his own business, he should go.

His current identity has left many historical issues to be resolved. As taskers, they all have their own responsibilities.

Qingchuan didn't go to see him off, and he's been very busy recently, besides opening a tavern, he also had to revise and adjust the recipe. The previous wine that could temporarily lift the seal was too short, only a few minutes, he needed a longer one.

This is, of course, to hear about this general.

No matter what Wen Zheng said, it was obvious in his heart that he was unwilling to lose that eminent monk friend who only occasionally appeared by luck. Then, as its contractor, it is also necessary to solve its difficulties in life and provide convenience for it.

The way the wine lifts the seal is not to destroy the seal, that is, the relic.

Destroy large rocks. The problem is, there is still a person tied to the stone, Wen Zheng's good friend (not) the master, so now there is a dilemma.

Saving the mother or the wife is really a social problem.

Qingchuan's method is to open another temporary channel. This channel is opened during the effect time of the wine. Once the aging period ends, the air release time will also end.

But the advantage is that it won't destroy the big rock, and it won't hurt the person on the rock.

It took him half a year to adjust the recipe.

Qingchuan decomposes and combines the original wine recipes into more than 20 different new wines, which are brewed for half a year, and then checked and tested one by one. Twenty kinds of wine, seven kinds of effects have been improved, the best one jar, one sip can lift the seal for thirty minutes, and the effect is cooled for one hour. This is huge progress.

Thirty minutes is enough to do a lot for this powerful demon.

"Aren't you afraid that I will kill you after unsealing it? No matter how powerful the contract is, if you are gone, it will be useless." Wen Zheng looked at him coldly.

"I actually thought about it. However, the strong melon is not sweet. Moreover, only I can brew this wine, and you have the control to fall into my hands. Of course, the decision is handed over to me. Here, this jar of wine, I'll put it here."

Qing Chuan put the wine jar on the table, then went upstairs to sleep, and then came down to see Wen Zheng still drinking.

It's still the same posture, but because of the restoration of strength, there is an extra dominance.

Qing Chuan stood at the entrance of the stairs, "You won't drink all night, will you?"

"I went out for a walk last night, met old friends, and took back what I had left. I told them that I am now working under the name of a tavern owner in the south. I will not treat you Did it cause any trouble?"

"Your expression, I wish they would cause me some trouble." Qing Chuan came over and sat down opposite it.

“Would it be better for you to find more men?”

"I don't accept all kinds of cats and dogs, I am a principled and very picky person."

"Rest assured, you will be satisfied."

Whether it was an opponent or a friend, Wen Zheng sold very well. Several former friends were covered by Qingchuan with a large golden fishing net and forced to press the sales contract, and saw Wen Zheng beside him There, drinking and laughing, plastic brotherhood, no doubt.

'We won't give in when we die, you can't think about it, you're dreaming. ' The big demons shouted like this, until they had a meal - really fragrant.

How can there be such a dream come true in this world? How can there be a wine with added status and attributes? It's just cheating!

But I like it, hehe...

The powerful and unyielding bigwigs fell under the welfare of every three and five in a few days, and willingly became the employees of the tavern.

The life of the big demon is not easy.

What a taste.

Secondly, there is the problem of Dongfu. The land outside is so expensive, and the scenery is even more expensive when it is surrounded by mountains and rivers. Even a big demon cannot buy a house big enough to accommodate the body after selling all his savings.

But don't worry about it now, in the spiritual sea, you can have as big a house as you want, and whatever environment you want, deep sea, snow-capped mountains, craters, you dare say, Qingchuan dares to design.

Finally, I can't beat it...

There are thousands of truths, and there are two lines of tears in defeat.

Winning the king and defeating the bandit, the rules of the demon world are so simple, Qingchuan wins, then he has the final say.

It wasn't long before the next winter came, Wei Ge returned.

This time he finally got a certificate, he looks like a Westerner, and he stamped himself a stamp of returning overseas Chinese, with a row of models around him, handsome men and women Beautiful, really eye-catching.

"I have seen the mistress." A row of handsome men and beauties bowed to Qing Chuan.

The subordinates in Qingchuan suddenly became strangely silent. They were very curious about the beautiful scenery of the boss's domestic violence.

Is the tender face of the boss giving the newcomers any wrong signal? Make them think this is someone who should be called 'Mother'?

These little monsters are gearing up to watch the couple fight, but Qing Chuan doesn't care about it at all. He doesn't care much about this kind of title.

"Is everything resolved over there?"

"Well." Wei Ge nodded, Qingchuan asked what he answered, and he was very clever.

Qingchuan did not have any enthusiasm for the long-term separation at all, and asked Wei Ge to clean up directly.

This time, Wei Ge's subordinates are looking at him.

Weige, as the great elder of the vampires, the immortals of the longevity clan, are really cool and tyrannical in front of them. The current clan has been rectified within a year, and it is still in the human race. The world has developed several industries, so today there are many followers.

The creatures who have lived for too long and are a little perverted have no morals, and no one recommends their own pillow seats. Who knows that Wei Ge said that he has a lover in the East, and he just waits for the matter here to be dealt with, to accompany him.

Wei Ge and a few capable subordinates accompany him on a trip, firstly, in order not to fall into the prince's aura, and secondly, to check whether the future mistress can bear the heavy responsibility.

I didn't expect to come and take a look, the small house hides dragons and crouching tigers.

The powerful demons swept the floors and windows one by one, and they couldn't see the fierceness and brutality that once pressed their Western demons.

The blood people exchanged glances, and they all confirmed that the future mistress is not an ordinary person, and may not be able to fight.

I didn't expect that in the next second, the arrogant elder would incarnate as a good baby in front of this very soft-looking mistress. Changed personality.

"Love, the power of love?" The blood-red-eyed vampire girl was very confused, and the next second she was stuffed with a rag.

"Can you fly? Wipe the chandelier."

“…Aren’t you easterners skilled in magic?”

"This room has been set to the forbidden magic mode by the boss."

“…oh.”

Who am I? where am i? what am i doing?

After the labor cleaning, of course, it is a happy meeting meal mode.

The guests from the west gathered on a square table and looked at each other in face of the delicious dishes.

This table is specially prepared for Western guests, medium-rare steak, cream soup, various snacks, red wine. It smells good and looks beautiful, but once they are in the mouth, they must be biting on the ash and wood slag.

"Has the mistress misunderstood us?" asked a young vampire, he is only over three hundred years old now, and is the youngest of the group, "Is it still human beings about our vampire? Is the description not clear enough?"

"I heard that when oriental people entertain guests, they must come to the table to drink and eat. I didn't expect that the oriental demons also have such a custom. In any case, since it is the master's mind, after eating Go vomit."

I am struggling.

Qingchuan came over with a cute little doll of four or five years old, and put this little zombie dressed in the costume of a Qing Dynasty prince on the table of the guests, "This is our oriental vampire, it's called Guoguo You guys are similar in type, so I think you have a common theme."

Guoguo smiled at them very well.

After a while, Qingchuan brought Guoguo's food, cola chicken wings, pumpkin pie, fried squid rings, red bean rolls...all children's favorite food, and a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice. Finally, he put a bib around Guoguo and left.

Guoguo gave the stranger a strange look, stretched out her chopsticks and began to eat, fried food is most delicious when it is warm and crunchy.

A group of vampires watched the dolls said to be Oriental vampires eat and drink in one bite.

"So the blood race in the East can eat human food?" What kind of hatred, let them have a group of poor monsters who have no sense of taste to watch others eat and drink.

Their eyes drifted to the next door, to their elders.

Wei Ge skillfully picked up a piece of braised pork with chopsticks, his face was expressionless, but there was still a joy in his eyes.

"In order to make the chef's companion happy, the elders really work hard." They thought to themselves.

This is slightly numb, a little salty, a little spicy, and has the unique fragrance of spices... What kind of fairy thing is it?

Its eyes opened, tentatively biting down, the gravy burst, and the aroma burst. Those teeth cut through the unique feeling of meat, the feeling of being wrapped in fleshy fibers with a mellow aroma...

How can there be such delicious food in this world?

Am I hallucinating?

Or poisoned?

Am I going to die?

"That's right." The closest to them, a big demon who looked like a rabbit but had claws on his hands turned back and smiled at them, "Just now your expressions were so scary, so I forgot Let me tell you, no matter what your original recipe is, the dishes made by the boss can be eaten, as well as wine."

This big demon's expression is a bit bad, but no one in the blood family can care about it.

Several of them are old people from the Middle Ages.

The food of the Middle Ages, you may know a little, it is really a kind of stimulation to the taste nerves, eating has nothing to do with enjoyment, it is purely a ritual necessary for survival.

So the young people in the clan sometimes talk about the delicious food of human beings. These old people either sneer or find it hard to understand.

They have no concept of so-called delicious food, and naturally they do not feel how unbearable it is to not eat. Even occasionally feel that the younger generation has no willpower, and they can never forget a little bit of food, and they are useless.

"It was my fault. If all the food now tastes like this, then I can't forget it...it doesn't seem strange." The green-eyed vampire shed tears silently in his heart as he ate, what should he do? It has to leave after two days, or two meals at most.

Would it be rude to ask for takeout?

Can I apply for a long-term residency here in the future?

The times are progressing, and the demon world should also be in line with the outside world. Does it have to be an embassy or something? Didn't a younger generation put forward this suggestion last time? He seemed to have refuted at the time, ah, maybe he slept for too long and his mind was a little hard to turn.

This idea is really insightful.

Report and apply when you go back.

"I don't know how much chance I have of winning if I rob the elder's partner." The red-eyed girl muttered to herself, her eyes shifted a little to that table, and then she met the unsmiling eyes of the elder. , "!!"

Hey, sorry, just thinking about it.