On the cliffs, thunderous hanging springs and waterfalls pour down from the peak.
Accompanied by the sound of gurgling water, a dark shadow walked towards the top of the mountain step by step.
There is a cemetery where the clothes of one hundred and thirty-nine people who died in Wushou Villa seventeen years ago are buried.
The visitor made almost no footsteps. He walked forward quietly until he came to a burial mound. He carefully cleared away some weeds around it.
After doing all this, Feng Mo stood silently in front of the tombstone, his expression neither happy nor sad, and the only sound in his ears was the rustling wind.
The scorching and dazzling sun hung high in the sky and moved slowly toward the west. It was originally a warm golden red, but in the end only a dull red remained, as if it was about to lose all its luster.
The setting sun, dotted with stars, left a long shadow against Feng Mo, almost flush with the horizon.
"Maybe you should cry aloud, or maybe you should show a relieved smile."
Hearing the sound, Feng Mo slowly turned around and watched Qin Fan walking towards him step by step, holding two wine jars in his hands.
"A thousand pieces of gold is worth a drunken drink. This was your favorite wine at that time - a thousand gold drunken drinks."
After taking the thrown wine jar, Feng Mo shook his head and said:
"A few years ago, after I was taught a lesson by my master because I got drunk, I vowed never to drink again."
Qin Fan said seriously:
"If you don't tell me, and I don't tell you, Mr. Qin won't know. Besides, you need to get drunk now."
Speaking of this, Qin Fan still has to bear some responsibility. Just like Yue Piaoling's love of visiting brothels was influenced by him, the first glass of wine Feng Mo drank was also because of him.
Wine and sex are the best healing medicines for numbing pain. Qin Fan knows this very well. On those countless nights that were difficult to pass, it was these two things that allowed him to fall asleep peacefully.
But as his physical condition worsened, he had to give up drinking and sex. Well, to be precise, he passed it on in another way.
The inheritor of the former is Feng Mo, and the inheritor of the latter is Yue Piaoling.
However, unlike Yue Piaoling, Feng Mo knew how to control himself at the beginning. Coupled with his own strength, it was impossible for ordinary wine to make him drunk.
So an occasional drink or two is not considered a big deal in the eyes of ordinary people.
Until the Tongtian Chamber of Commerce launched a wine that was said to be able to make even the powerful in the Xiantian realm drunk - Qianjin drunkenness, a jar worth a thousand gold, was still the kind that had a price but no market.
It was also because of this wine that Feng Mo was really drunk that day.
He was a good drinker, and he didn't go crazy when he was drunk, nor did he tear down the house when he was too drunk. He just fell into a deep sleep, and he stayed drunk all day and night.
The next day, he was reprimanded by Qin Zun. In fact, Qin Zun only said one sentence at that time.
"How can you protect the young master with a knife that cannot be lifted, and a knife that is completely silent?"
This was the promise Feng Mo made when he worshiped Qin Zun as his teacher. He was willing to be Qin Fan's sword, guarding him at all times and killing any enemy for him.
In the following years, Feng Mo also did the same thing. Except for eight years ago, in order to break through the Xiantian realm, he changed his appearance and went around to play gyms. He almost never left Qin Fan's 100 meters.
Qin Fan's safety will always be his first priority, so he will never allow him to lose consciousness for any reason.
Then Feng Mo placed the wine jar on the side of the tombstone and said firmly:
"Today I can convince myself to drink this bottle of wine for something. Tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, and even every day after that, I can find a reason to drink."
Qin Fan sighed helplessly, and after taking off the wine seal, the aroma of wine overflowed, which made Feng Mo, who was still very determined, swallow his saliva subconsciously.
"I used to be powerless and needed your protection, but now the situation is different. Don't forget, I was the one who killed Mo Yunlan."
Feng Mo was silent, although he later learned that the sword strike at that time could be said to be the result of the right people at the right time, the right place, and even Mo Yunlan's explosive mentality, which was the reason why he was successfully stripped of his momentum.
But it is a fact that Mo Yunlan died at the hands of Qin Fan, and the process is not important.
"Now I want you to drink with me. This is not a reason you gave yourself, but a reason I gave you. Is that enough?"
After saying this, Qin Fan picked up the wine jar and started drinking.
Feng Mo held up the wine jar and his eyes rested on the tombstone for a moment. There was a hint of sadness in his originally cold expression.
Without any further hesitation, he directly opened the seal of the wine. Smelling the familiar yet unfamiliar aroma of the wine, he immediately raised it and began to drink boldly.
The scattered afterglow dragged the shadows of the two of them very long. The bright moon was approaching, and the only sound that could be heard at the top of the mountain was the sound of swallowing wine. After the two drank half the jar, they looked at each other without saying a word, just showing their faces.
had the same smile.
It seems like nostalgia, like helplessness, like joy, like relaxation.
Then, after everyone let out a long sigh of relief, there was a bang.
Qin Fan was drunk...
Only in the Tongmai realm, he could drink half a bottle of wine before getting drunk, which was already an extraordinary performance.
Feng Mo looked stunned. He stepped forward to help Qin Fan, who had already started snoring, change into a comfortable position. He looked at the moonlight hanging in the corner and suddenly started laughing. He didn't know what he was laughing at, but he just felt that all over his body
I felt a lot more relaxed for no apparent reason.
And when he inexplicably recalled the unwillingness in Mo Yunlan's eyes before his death, his laughter became louder and louder.
The moment you complete your revenge, is there emptiness left?
Feng Mo said that he was not, he felt very happy, so happy that he wanted to scream without any image, and then Jiu Jin did exactly that.
He didn't know how long he kept shouting, but he had already drank all his wine jar and Qin Fan's wine jar.
Then he wiped his face from the spilled wine or the tears, stepped forward and picked up Qin Fan, who was lying on the ground sleeping soundly, and walked down the mountain step by step.
At this moment, the cold moonlight stretched the shadows of the two people longer.
Worry-free Villa.
Looking at Feng Mo who was walking slowly and Qin Fan who was still sleeping behind him, Qin Zun didn't mention anything about drinking, even though the smell of alcohol on their bodies was so strong that everyone in the village could almost smell it.
After sighing, he stepped forward and patted Feng Mo on the shoulder, giving him an encouraging look. There was no need to say a thousand words.
Feng Mo understood what the master meant and immediately nodded seriously.
Then he arranged for the maid to carry Qin Fan back to the house, and he sat cross-legged under the peach tree in the center of the courtyard. His powerful energy traveled through the muscles, bones and internal organs of his body, and several unreached acupuncture points were instantly broken through.
The martial arts thoughts began to surge, and the powerful mental power has covered the entire villa. It originally took several days of retreat to find a breakthrough opportunity, but tonight, thanks to a jar of wine, it was achieved overnight!
At this point, Feng Mo successfully broke through to the middle stage of the Grand Master, and all the acupoints in his body began to store Qi, silently accumulating strength for the next promotion.
At the same time, on a hillside in the desert in the dangerous area to the south, Yue Piaoling, who was driving all night, seemed to feel something in her heart and suddenly stopped.