Reborn Just To Be a Big Shot Family Freeloader - Chapter 890 Go to the rescue in the middle of the night

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  There is no never-ending banquet in life, the friends who have been with us all the way, finally it is time to say goodbye.

  Although they are all cultivators, in their long lives, there are many partings, but their age is still young, and their hearts are inevitably sad.

  Even though it was a wedding banquet to celebrate the victory, the spiritual wine had an unspeakable taste.

Qixun didn't use her spiritual power to relieve the drunkenness, and with a little drunkenness, she took out the gifts she had prepared for her friends, a jar of monkey wine for each person, two eighth-grade golden shield talismans, two thunderbolt talismans, and two light body talismans each. Zhang, two thousand miles teleportation talisman.

"I know that everyone's strength may not be useful in the lower realms. However, when I went to the outer battlefield, the battle continued, and the people I encountered were all aliens, then I must use these magic talismans. These are top-grade talismans. In the early days, I can also stand up for you for a while. It can be regarded as my parting gift to you. Brothers and sisters, uncles, fate, see you in the outer battlefield, or in the spirit world."

   Fusu smiled and rubbed her head: "It's not time to say goodbye yet."

   You have to wait for the defense line to be over before returning to Gravity City. Even if you go back to Gravity City, it depends on when the teleportation array will open.

   Qixun shook her head, feeling that her elder brother's appearance changed from one to the other, and she smiled: "Isn't it, it's rare that everyone is here, I gave away everything that should be given, does it save trouble?"

   Everyone laughed.

   Qixun offered gifts, and everyone had to give gifts as well.

  Lingsu and Xiao Xiao gave spirit pills, Yunluan gave Baihuaniang, and Lin Ze gave array disks, and the grades were the best they could come up with.

  The things given by the five uncles of Confucianism are the most special. They are all calligraphy and paintings made by them, and carved gold and stones.

   After all, no one else can get such a treasure except Blue Star Confucianism.

  Even the spiritual treasures produced by the scribes in the hidden world are different from the spiritual treasures produced by Confucianism cultivators.

  Everyone laughed and made noise, the five Confucian uncles brought out musical instruments to cheer everyone up, Qixun also showed off her flute at the right time, Lingyu also took out the Guqin and showed off one after another.

Her piano skills are already good, and she was taught by Uncle Zhongli. She is such a spiritual person who plays the guqin with one hand. Now, even Uncle Zhongli, who is the best at guqin, thinks that she has a talent for playing the qin. There are few people in ancient and modern times who can compare.

   After the singing and singing, the wine is slightly awake, and the moon is bright and the night is quiet.

   Qixun sat in front of the temporary cave, looked at the bright moon in the night sky, and thought about his friends, wondering when they would be able to reunite.

   Just when I was a little sad, I saw the little fat man came out of the cave, and saw Qixun sitting there alone, the little fat man was surprised: "Brother Qi, you didn't go to rest?"

   After fighting for several days, they got drunk again. Almost everyone chose to take a good sleep.

   Qixun was also surprised: "It's the middle of the night, why did you come out?"

  It's almost here, isn't it?

   Even if you don’t sleep, you should be practicing, right?

  The little fat man couldn't put it into words: "I received a voice transmission from my senior brother, I have to go to his place."

  As far as the little fat man's virtue is concerned, looking for the little fat man at this moment will definitely not be a good thing.

  Qixun felt that sitting alone was still sitting, so it was better for Fusheng to relax for half a day and go eat a melon.

  She immediately expressed interest: "Do you want me to accompany you? Fatty brother, you go out alone in the middle of the night, and I don't feel at ease. Good friends should care about each other!"

   What she said was categorical.

  The corner of the fat man's mouth twitched, and he said he wanted to watch the fun, and he said it so nicely.

  However, let's just watch it, he is used to the fact that he is being plucked by his senior brother.

   "OK, let's go."

  In the defense line at this time, even in the middle of the night, it is not quiet. There are many companions who partnered with each other during the battle. Because the war is over, they are about to part ways and are finally reuniting.

   There are even many original democrats and testers gathering together.

   Qixun's temporary cave is located close to the northern defense line, while the address Si Xian left for the little fat man is on the eastern defense line. Although it is not far away, the two have not flown, and they have traveled for a long time.

  Looking all the way, they are all temporary wine shops, and there are all kinds of laughter inside, which can be regarded as brightly lit, full of people, and lively.

  Qizun's feelings: "I knew it earlier, when we had dinner before, we should have gone to these restaurants."

The little fat man curled his lips: "The spiritual food here, how can it compare with the craftsmanship of Lingsu Junior Sister? The dim sum is even more incomparable to yours. Besides, they can have so many seventh-level one-horned cows, double-headed cows, and so on. Dog and Xuanling donkey meat? Not to mention the eighth grade snow eagle meat. Spirit wine is even more incomparable with what we drink. Most importantly, the price is still expensive. If we say it is lively, we are also very lively!"

   Yes, after all, they are a group, plus a few small ones, the number of them is not small.

   After the little fat man finished speaking, he said again: "Seventh Brother, you are actually not a lively person, why are you interested in this kind of party?"

Qi Xun said with a smile: "I just feel that such a rare moment for a cultivator to reveal his true feelings is especially rare in a cultivator's life. And don't you think that almost everyone looks like a fairy at ordinary times?" Is it an interesting thing for a cultivator to show all kinds of exaggerated expressions?"

  The little fat man immediately showed an expression of understanding, he just eats melons.

   The two looked at each other and smiled.

   Qixun approached the little fat man, took out a stack of photos, and gave the little fat man a copy: "Leave a souvenir for you."

   The little fat man flipped through one by one and was taken aback: "What, what is this? No matter how powerful a painter is in the world, there is no way to paint so realistically, right?"

   Qixun smiled and said, "This is not a painting, it's a photo."

  Brother Hou is a small craftsman. He made several cameras and video recorders by means of refining tools. During the party, Qixun quietly set up a small formation to drive the camera to take selfies. That camera was still a Polaroid. Hence, these photos.

  Because there is more than one camera, there are various angles.

   "Brother Fatty, I only gave these photos to you, and no one else has them. Wouldn't it be more interesting to take them out for everyone to appreciate when they get them again later?"

  Because it is a selfie with a camera, the pictures taken can be regarded as various forms.

  Don't say it, it looks really interesting.

  Even the five Confucian uncles who pay the most attention to their image are in various embarrassments.

When the little fat man heard this, he immediately put it away cherishingly: "Hey, it's best to meet five Confucian cultivator uncles in the outer battlefield or in the spiritual world. When the time comes, I'll pick one and give it to them. Let's see their reactions too." .However, your spiritual tool that can record the scene is too powerful. Seventh brother, if there is a spare, can you sell me one?"

Qixun shook his head: "This kind of spiritual weapon is called a camera, and I can give you one. However, it is useless to give it to you. If you want to take pictures, you need a kind of liquid medicine. The liquid medicine for developing photos in my hand is already Run out."

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