"Do you want to see Guichen?"

There was no response from Consciousness Sea.

Zhiying called tentatively: "Sijin?"

"Who is the girl calling?"

Zhiying was suddenly startled and turned around immediately. What she saw was the attendant of Feng Jizhou who was called "Qingya" who had previously tested her at the mouth of the valley. He was now looking at her with a smile on his face.

He came behind him, but he was not alert at all!

Weaver Shadow was extremely vigilant and used innuendo to quickly scan the shadow of this person's feet. This person was actually the same pure spirit as A Zhuo and Guichen!

Are pure spirits abundant these days? How come she is always allowed to meet them?

"Why did the girl come to my young master's Mo Meilin?" Qingya asked.

Zhiying was slightly surprised: "Where do you think this is?"

Qingya patiently repeated: "My young master's Mo Meilin."

Zhiying looked over the green cliff and looked behind him. There was a deep purple-red plum blossom forest. From a distance, it was not just a thick ink, but it was not the same as the plum blossom emblem she was looking for.

She was so angry that she walked so far! She even broke into the wolf's den. Everything was inappropriate today, everything was inappropriate!

Especially since she still has her own appearance now. Fortunately, Qingya has never seen her true appearance, otherwise she would have been eaten by the old wolf in the den as lunch!

For the present plan, taking action is the best policy!

With a thought, the person turned into a ball of mist and disappeared in front of Qingya.

Qing Ya was not surprised at all, but showed a sinister look in her eyes, her smile remained the same, and she murmured: "Miss Gu, long time no see, you are still so interesting, but it's a pity..."

Quickly leaving the territory of the wolf clan, Weaver Shadow returned to Lanyuan in a mist-like state. Since she always encountered some bad things today, she decided to stay in the house and not go out.

In the evening, Chao Qian and Mrs. Yantang hosted a banquet to entertain the heavenly envoys. Zhiying lay on the roof, listening to the melancholy sounds coming from Jingning Hall, drinking the famous wine from the demon world that he snatched from Xiao Jinwu, and enjoying the scenery.

Looking at the dim crooked moon that was half covered by black clouds.

She said in a resentful tone: "On a day when everything is unfavorable, even if I want to enjoy the full moon, God is not willing to do this! Is there anyone more unlucky than me?"

Little Jinwu, who was also lying on the roof, took a big sip of Drunk Liuguang and responded: "Yes! Me! I'll accompany you on the roof to blow the cold wind at night. Are you as unlucky as me?"

Zhi Ying slapped him over: "Nonsense! You obviously wanted to jump up on your own, I didn't force you!"

Xiao Jinwu sat up and easily let go of her palm: "Yes, yes, I jumped up on my own, right? Drink less, this drunk streamer has a lot of stamina, and it's not good to be drunk."

Zhiying shook his head and muttered: "Drunk Liuguang, drunk Liuguang, when you are drunk Liuguang makes you dream! You must drink, only when you are drunk!" Then he took a sip from the spout of the pot.

The wine that was initially spicy to the throat now tasted the wonderful taste of it. Zhiying drank more greedily. Fortunately, the wine jug was different from what it looked like. The palm-sized wine jug could hold more than five ordinary jars of wine.

You can't tell if you drink too much or too little.

"You are lying."

"You'll know if it's a crooked test or not! Come on, let's do it!"

Zhiying raised the wine pot and wanted to have a drink with Xiao Jinwu like the hero in the novel. Xiao Jinwu changed his hand to hold Zui Liuguang.

He frowned: "You are drunk."

"Drunk?" Zhi Ying felt a little hot, but he didn't seem to have the legendary feeling of dizziness after being drunk. He stretched out his palm to count his fingers and shook his head, "This is five! No,

You need to drink more!"

Xiao Jinwu looked at her as if she was determined to get herself drunk. She seemed to be drinking to relieve a thousand worries. He asked: "What happened to make you unhappy?"

"There's wine here, and there's singing there. It's time to sing over the wine. How can you be unhappy in your life?"

The words he spoke were very impassioned, and the way he drank with his eyes closed while holding the wine bottle was also cheerful and joyful. Little Jinwu almost believed it, but he could see the wet eyelashes clearly.

After a long silence, thick black clouds intercepted all the moonlight, Zhi Ying suddenly opened his eyes, with tears shining, he shook Little Golden Crow's knees and asked: "Stinky Crow, am I easy to fool?"

Xiao Jinwu's eyes dimmed and he asked softly: "Who were you deceived by?"

The frequency of shaking of the knees increased, and Zhi Ying urged: "Answer!"

The hands placed on the knees are jade-white and tender, like fresh lotus root strips that have just been dug out of the water with the mud removed, making people want to put them in their mouths to taste the fresh and crisp taste.

Little Jinwu couldn't help but laugh when he came up with this idea. After being with her for a long time, his mind was full of food.

Zhi Ying was still urging her. He used his hand to wipe away the traces left by her tears when she blinked. His tone was as light as possible: "Sometimes it is, and sometimes it is so smart that it makes people want to use a stick to hit her."

You'd better hit her harder." Suixu held his hand as if he really had a stick in his hand and wanted to hit her on the head.

Weaver Ying slapped his hand away and commented: "Smelly Crow, you are so violent!"

Little Jinwu raised his chin: "It's not the first day you've known me."

"That's right, you were the happiest at that time. You only had to worry about cultivation matters or finding people to fight with every day. You didn't have to run around with me like you do now." Zhi Ying blinked and his face was moist.

Eyes, the tears in the eyes will roll from the corners of the eyes into the ear sockets.

Xiao Jinwu pinched her ears and said seriously: "Don't chase the past, just look at the present." What's more, he was happy with it.

"Right now...hiccup!" Zhiying suddenly closed her eyes and let out a wine burp. There was a bang in her head, as if it was swept by a strong wind. She was stunned and forgot all what she wanted to say. She looked at the little girl.

Jinwu's eyes swayed downwards, and he curled his lips, "You only have a nose and a mouth right now. What's there to see?"

The smell of wine rushed into Little Golden Crow's nose. He stared at the wine bottle in Zhiying's arms in despair, and snatched it away: "Don't drink it."

"No, I want to drink!" Zhi Ying turned over, protected the wine bottle under his body, and said aggrievedly, "I have never drank before, I must drink more today, and I will drink more than I have for more than six hundred years."

Everyone who arrives will be compensated!"

After saying this, she felt that these words sounded familiar. She felt like she had said similar words in the past. She knocked her head and tried to review her memory: "Hey, I think I drank it once. Where did it come from? But it's not as good as this one. It's sour.

It's bitter and sour..." The more he thought about it, the more he got a headache, so he simply put it aside and said with a silly smile to Little Golden Crow, "You still have taste. Hehe, good wine!" He took the opportunity to drink two more sips.

Little Golden Crow was speechless, simply turned his back and drank wine.

Zhiying focused on the contents of the pot and suddenly frowned.
Chapter completed!