Yuan Zhenyi was not bragging. The wine he brought was indeed good wine. It had a mellow taste and a long aftertaste. What was even more valuable was that there was a faint smell of wine surrounding his body. The meridian that was opened by Mo Wuji was even more affected by the wine.
Moisturizes and smoothes the whole body.
"It's indeed a good wine. Take a sip and it will make you feel comfortable." Mo Wuji said with admiration. He guessed that there was spiritual grass in the wine, otherwise he would not have such a comfortable feeling.
When Yuan Zhen heard Mo Wuji praise his wine, he said proudly, "Brother Mo is really a person who knows wine. I used a spirit fruit for this wine. I come from the Changyan Lord Kingdom, and that year I accidentally entered
I went to the Thunder Fog Forest, and I didn’t expect that it was a blessing in disguise. I got a spiritual fruit in it. I turned it into ten pots of fine wine, and this is the last one. But this wine is very strong, hahaha..."
When Mo Wuji heard this, he knew that Yuan Zhenyi was a generous man. A cup of wine brewed from this kind of spirit fruit was astonishingly valuable, but the key was that he couldn't buy it. But because Yuan Zhenyi liked what he said, he took it out casually.
Drink it.
"It's really shameful that we met by chance and yet we drank Brother Yuan's good wine." Mo Wuji suddenly thought of the Lord Changyan. Isn't it the one that went to war with Lord Chengyu? However, Mo Wuji didn't care and treated Chengyu.
He has no sense of belonging in Lord Yu's country.
Yuan Zhenyi laughed again, "Brother Mo said this out of the blue. Just as Brother Mo said just now, there is no mutual agreement. Brother Mo and I hit it off as soon as we met. Don't talk about just a pot of wine, no matter how good we are.
It’s hard to compare things like old friends at first sight.”
"No matter how good a thing is, it's hard to feel like an old friend at first sight. Come on, Brother Zhenyi, Eleven Niang, Buer, let's have another drink." Mo Wuji had a big heart. This was his first time since he was reborn after being plotted by his lover.
So open-minded.
The four of them picked up their wine glasses and drank them all in one gulp.
Even when the first meridian was opened, all he felt was excitement and indescribable joy. But that was not comfort. Only at this moment did he feel real comfort, a real relaxation and the ability to speak his mind.
After drinking, Mo Wuji couldn't help but sing loudly:
"There are a few close friends in this world.
How many friendships can last forever?
Today I say goodbye and share your handshakes
Friendship is always in my heart
Farewell today
He will definitely be able to get together in the future
Even if we can't meet
always friends
It is said that there are thousands of miles of mountains
Separate the distance between two places
No need to meet
I know it in my heart
Friendship cannot be changed
…
At first, Mo Wuji sang alone, but later Yuan Zhenyi and others also learned it and sang along.
…
Wen Manzhu stood outside the tent where Mo Wuji was, frowning all the time. She was a little unhappy that Mo Wuji was drinking and making loud noises with people like Yuan Zhenyi.
After all, Mo Wuji was once a small county king. Even if he lost his status as a county king, he could not degenerate like this. If this continues, Mo Wuji would never be able to climb out of the servants. If she hadn't felt a little guilty, she wanted to
Help Mo Wuji, she turned around and left long ago. Maybe she didn't even realize that she came here for another purpose, which was to help Situ Po find out about the origins of that gentleman and bitch.
But when she heard Mo Wuji sing "Friendship Will Last", she was immediately shocked. She and Mo Wuji have been together for the longest time, and she knows Mo Wuji well. But she never knew that Mo Wuji was still alive.
With such a good musical talent, this singing voice is extremely pleasant, and it reveals sincerity in its plainness.
"Brother Mo, this song is good, I like it. No matter the mountains and rivers, friendship can't be changed!" Eleven Niang's face turned red from drinking, and she walked to Mo Wuji like a man holding a wine glass, grabbing Mo Wuji's hand.
Ji's arm said loudly with drunken eyes.
Yuan Zhenyi also stood up and raised his glass and said, "It is indeed a good song, I like it too. The only regret is that there is no wine in the song, otherwise it would be even more perfect. Come and have a drink."
Mo Wuji stood up, smelling of alcohol, drank all the wine in his glass, and said loudly, "In that case, I will play another song,
Yesterday is gone and will never come back.
Happiness is more expensive than anything else
Water can't be taken back again
When the peach blossoms wither, there are still roses
There will always be wind and rain to accompany you for decades in life
I went to the meeting in a carefree manner and I won’t come back until I’m drunk.
Don’t regret the past and slowly experience it
At this moment, my friend, this glass of wine is the most precious
Fill up the wine quickly, drink it up, and sing loudly
Good friends, good friends, how happy you are tonight
It also taught me how to cherish the shoulders of friends
The sunshine will always shine into the vast sky after the wind and rain
Let us raise our heads and learn to be strong
Like this glass of strong wine from a friend scalding my heart
Warm me, don’t worry about everything
Let’s meet today
Filling the wine glass affectionately
The years are rushing like running water.
No matter who he was yesterday
…..
Mo Wuji's wild and hoarse voice after drinking made Wen Manzhu completely stunned outside the tent. She felt that she liked this song more than the previous song. Every word seemed to
It struck the bottom of her heart and made her blood boil. She wished she could go in and have a few drinks with them.
Does this count as a friend? She also has her own friends. Situ Po, the ninth prince of Chengyu Kingdom, Zhao Pu, son of Zhao Feihu, the first general of Chengyu Kingdom, Yao Bingzhen, son of Yao Kang of the Ministry of Rites, and the slightly hypocritical Zhao Xu
…
Which one of these people is not a momentary hero, and which one is not a young hero with a great future? But why does she feel that she will never find this kind of passionate feeling in these people? For example, this time, if Situ Po didn't know that Mo Wu
If Ji knew the location of the Sunflower Book, would he persuade him to talk to Mo Wuji more?
"Okay, okay, Brother Mo, I like this song... Fill up the wine quickly, drink this glass and sing loudly, good friends, good friends, how happy I am tonight, and it also makes me know how to cherish the shoulders of friends..." Yuan Zhenyi
Sing loudly along with Mo Wuji.
After just singing a few lines, Ding Buer and Eleven Niang joined in.
Wen Manzhu stood outside the tent for a long time, and finally gave up the idea of entering the tent. If she hadn't experienced what happened today, she would never have known that Mo Wuji was so versatile. Just two songs that he sang could make her
Her blood was boiling. She couldn't help but join in and sing along.
After walking far away, until the singing could no longer be heard, Wen Manzhu slowly lowered her head. She knew that no matter how good Mo Wuji's singing was, she and Mo Wuji were still in two different worlds.
If Mo Wuji had spiritual roots, she might find a way to help him. Unfortunately, Mo Wuji does not have spiritual roots. After she joins the Immortal Sect and starts practicing, she and Mo Wuji will become farther and farther apart.
"Let him go by the past. If I succeed in cultivation and see him again in the future, I will give him a fortune. Or help him realize his dream and take back the Northern Qin County and return it to him." He seemed to be talking to him.
In the past to say goodbye, and as if to find a reason for herself to leave Mo Wuji, Wen Manzhu murmured to herself and walked into the restaurant.