Chapter 511

Liu Cheng's slender legs were put on the stone bench, and he knocked on the stone table with a casual look. His handsome and elegant face showed a smile.

Mrs. Jiang pulled down a small tomato and handed it over, "have a taste?"

At this time, under normal circumstances, the small tomatoes are almost ripe.

Looking very pleasant, Liu Cheng took it and bit it.

At the moment of entrance, the sour taste filled the air. Liu chengjunya's facial features were wrinkled into a ball, and his good upbringing was there. He couldn't do anything to eat and vomit, so he forced himself to swallow.

Raised his head, his expression was unspeakable: "Mom, this little tomato is not ripe..."

"Oh," Mrs. Jiang nodded naturally, "it's not cooked. The water poured a few days ago was less, and it didn't grow much. Is it sour? A little sour?"

Liu Cheng: "nine cents sour, one cents sweet."

Mrs. Jiang frowned: "it will take two or three days. Forget it. You'll try it tomorrow."

Then the little old lady took the watering can and continued to water her baby saplings.

Liu Cheng, who is regarded as a mouse

"Uncle Liu, is there no water at home?"

The water in the farmyard is pumped from the well.

The Qin Dynasty turned around and couldn't find water to drink. He was thirsty.

Liu Cheng got up, picked the reddest little tomato on the small shelf and washed it. "It takes time to boil water. You should eat a little tomato pad first."

"OK."

The Qin Dynasty took it with a smile. It seems that Liu Cheng is not a bad man.

He thought so and took a bite.

Qin Dynasty

Liu Chengji smiled gracefully: "what he planted is cleaner than outside, but it's a little sour."

Qin Chaosheng has no face to love: "are you a little sour?"

He has never eaten anything so sour!

Shit!

He took back his praise!

Sure enough, the more beautiful you look, the darker your heart is.

The truth in the world, practice makes true knowledge!

They were lazily basking in the sun in the yard. Master Yan answered the phone.

Qi Zhi called.

His words showed anxiety, "little Lord, the succession ceremony may have to be postponed..."

Yantao hummed softly. His plain white fingers were inserted into his pocket. He looked casual and spoke leisurely, "delay?"

Although the young man's words were light, they showed boundless deterrent.

Qi Zhi: "there are some small problems in the general Hall of Xuanmen. They are not big and can be solved soon. But if they are carried out on schedule, I'm afraid there will be some trouble in the succession ceremony. Fortunately, my invitation hasn't been sent out yet. Do you want to postpone it?"

Yan Tao went to the window and said, "there's a little problem?"

"Yes, little Lord."

Qi Zhi knows very well that all these things were made by Wang Changning. He deliberately messed up the succession ceremony.

However, it's not easy to tell Yan Taoming about it.

Over there, Yan Tao seemed to notice the hesitation in his words. His voice was indifferent and cold. "If you have something to say directly."

Qi Zhi's eyes flickered, and Yantao would have to take over the Xuanmen sooner or later. It was inevitable to face Wang Changning.

"Someone spread news before us about the succession ceremony of Xuanmen leader..."

Xuanmen occupies half of today's metaphysics, which can be said to be the existence of Mount Tai.

The last leader of Xuanmen was extremely talented and brilliant. He was omnipotent in Feng Shui, Taoism and Kanyu.

He was also a young man who succeeded Xuanmen and brought the decadent sect to prosperity.

He also saved the almost disappearing metaphysics inheritance and established the metaphysics Association.