The fragrant wind of fine wine, the immortal shadow of the jade flute, and the long feast of the Yunzhou Immortal, I am afraid it will not end until the Kunpeng Yunzhou is about to arrive at the Qingyun Sect.

Li Xiulin didn't know how many cups of Bi Liutian he had drunk from Deng Yayun, so his face was a little red and his whole body looked a little smoky, but he was still very conscious.

Moreover, how could he be allowed to drink such fine wine alone? During this period, he also let Deng Yayun drink some. Listening to the other party tell him some interesting things about Xuantianmen and even the Xuanjie, it was a good way to pass the time.

However, Deng Yayun's drinking capacity was not comparable to that of Li Xiulin. I don't know whether she did it intentionally or unintentionally. After drinking a few glasses of Biliu Tianhou, she became weak and fell into Li Xiulin's arms, her eyes slightly closed.

At this time, Deng Yayun's whole body exuded the extremely charming fragrance of virginity, and she looked like she was ready for anyone to pick her up.

When Li Xiulin saw this, he couldn't deny that his heart was moved for a moment, but then a chill suddenly appeared in his heart, which dispelled the thought, and he even woke up from the alcohol.

He had a strange look on his face. He didn't know where the chill came from. He just shook his head slightly and stopped thinking about it. However, he did not push Deng Yayun away and let her fall into his arms. Then he picked up and poured the endless Biliu.

Tian's wine pot is rare, and it is rare to use a wine cup, so I took a sip directly, which was very refreshing.

Although it is wonderful to be served wine by a beautiful woman, it is even more hearty to drink directly from the wine bottle.

After a mouthful of Biliu Tian, ​​coupled with fresh and sharp spiritual fruits and slightly greasy meat, Li Xiulin, who considers herself to be indifferent to emotions, is filled with happiness in her eyes.

After that, the scholarly feelings he had buried for a long time came out and he muttered to himself impromptu.

"Drunk and distracted, I suddenly feel like I'm in the clouds. Looking up, I see mountains, rivers, pagodas and blue sky."

"Withered leaves drifting helplessly, looking back at the ethereal fairyland. Dreaming about the sun, a solitary sail has finally disappeared."

In this way, Li Xiulin drank Bi Liutian, with the warm and fragrant nephrite in her arms. She was very satisfied, and she was too lazy to care about the other cold-faced beauty beside her. She drank and talked to herself fondly.

Qingyue, who was only three inches away from Li Xiulin, still had a frosty look on her face and said nothing, like an iceberg. She didn't know where her emotionless eyes were looking, but she definitely wasn't looking at Li Xiulin beside her.

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In fact, Qingyue's heart is not as indifferent as her appearance.

"Hmph! How can you, Deng Yayun, be drunk after just a few cups of Bi Liu Tian? I heard that you are a drunker than some male cultivators in Xuantian Sect!"

"I thought you were such an innocent little girl, and you were so good at hooking up with people in a long time, just like a little vixen! I actually underestimated you!"

Although Qingyue did not stare intently into Li Xiulin's eyes like Deng Yayun, she was still paying attention to the situation around her at all times. After all, she was only three inches away. Even without the use of spiritual consciousness, the relationship between Li Xiulin and Deng Yayun was

She can also grasp all the small movements in her mind.

And now, how could she not see that Deng Yayun's eyes were slightly closed at this time, and even her clothes were slipping a lot. She was not drunk after drinking Bi Liutian, but it was clearly a means to seduce Li Xiulin!

Because of this, Qingyue felt a little angry. However, since she had chosen this path, she would keep going.

Qingyue could also clearly hear Li Xiulin's murmur just now, and her impression of Li Xiulin changed a lot.

"Young and young, with extraordinary strength and unlimited potential. The hard conditions are pretty much the same. Unfortunately, my foundation is shallow and I am not particularly handsome. However, I have great literary talent and can write passable poems. I can barely do it by being my Qingyue's husband."

qualified."

In other words, although Qingyue is indifferent on the surface and always looks aloof, she has been living in Xuantianmen like the stars and the moon, and her character is not much different from that of ordinary mortal girls.

Especially for the poem Li Xiulin composed after drinking at this time, she had no resistance at all. Almost all the defenses in her heart collapsed in an instant, and a shadow squeezed in unknowingly.

Girls are like this. Hate, like love, rises and disappears very quickly.

"It's a pity that although this person has a cold face, he has no spirit; although his mind is strong, he has no pride, and his temperament lacks that unruly and heroic spirit. If"

"Forget it, even if you are a genius, your personality is very different. As long as you are strong enough, you are not a hero, but a person of one side. What's more, this is the decision of the sect."

In fact, Qingyue didn't know the real Li Xiulin. She didn't even have time to watch the last cloud competition due to her training, so she lost many opportunities to see it with her own eyes.

And within the Xuantian Sect, she had never bothered to inquire about such a foreign monk, even if he was the chief monk of the Ruyun Lei.

She almost all knew about Li Xiulin from her master, and they only had some words about how powerful he was and how amazing his potential was.

Regarding what Li Xiulin did in the Fallen Immortal Pond, it is considered a secret of the Xuantian Clan’s top brass. How could a disciple of her level know about it?

Moreover, Qingyue has seen too many male cultivators who are as humble as ants in front of her, and she is very disgusted with those kind of submissive cultivators. Therefore, in her mind, the right man should not only have unparalleled cultivation, but also have a majestic character.

That kind of thing.

Selfish and cold-blooded, he only dominates himself, and kills all the disobedient people in the world! He is decisive in killing and unruly. I would rather let the people of the world let me down than let the people of the world let me down! This is the husband in her heart!

A good knife goes with a BMW, and a beautiful woman goes with a hero. Qingyue thinks that a beauty like her, cold moon, must also match a hero in the sun!

Just when Qingyue's mind changed, and Li Xiulin was just drinking, several people gradually flew over from the Queyue Immortal Platform on the lowest floor, carrying wine cups.

Normally, Li Xiulin would have noticed these people a long time ago, but now he was completely intoxicated with Bi Liutian in the cup, perfectly converging his consciousness and spiritual power in his body, just like a drunkard with only fine wine in his eyes.

However, Qingyue, who had been slightly distracted, had already noticed a few people in the distance.

"Fortunately, they are not those annoying bugs." Qingyue breathed a sigh of relief and said to herself after seeing the people clearly.

"If I had to choose, even if I were alone for the rest of my life, I would never choose those bugs!"

When Qingyue thought of the image of insects in her mind, her eyes couldn't help but become even colder. Even the square jade table was covered with a lot of ice crystals.

The temperature around her suddenly dropped, and Li Xiulin couldn't help but shudder. Then she noticed something strange about Qingyue next to her and glanced sideways.

"Why is this Qingyue so angry?" He could feel that the woman beside him was extremely angry for a moment, so her spiritual power overflowed, causing this strange scene.

However, Li Xiulin was too lazy to ask. He raised his eyes and saw several people flying over, and murmured in his heart.
Chapter completed!