The flowers are beautiful, even more beautiful than the camellias at Tongtian Peak, and the person is beautiful, not much worse than Senior Sister Lu.
He thought that if Shushu were here, he might drool, or he might take out a pen and paper to draw this scene.
He had an idea, how great it would be if this moment could exist forever.
But just after he had this idea, the woman's beautiful hand moved and she actually broke off the flower.
Zhang Xiaofan's beautiful fantasies were shattered in an instant, and for some reason a hatred arose in his heart. He stared at the woman closely and said angrily: "The flower was blooming beautifully, why did you break it off?"
The girl looked at the speaker with surprise and said lightly: "I picked this flower, which is the blessing of this flower. I..."
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"This scene is really wonderful, but it's a pity that I can't applaud." Ye Chao sighed secretly while looking at the garden.
If you can't clap to vent certain emotions in your heart, then naturally you can only drink. If one sip is not enough, then take another sip.
After taking five sips of the wine, he grabbed a handful of peanuts and threw them into his mouth. Thinking about Xiaofan's words that would make you cry, he couldn't help bursting into laughter.
But not long after he laughed, his nose wrinkled extremely unnaturally.
Only the aroma of wine and flowers can exist here, and there is absolutely no possibility of other aromas.
Thinking of this, a chill ran down his back, but based on the instinct he had developed while cultivating in the ancestral temple, he suppressed the uneasiness in his heart and instantly pulled out the broken jade sword from his waist and stabbed behind him.
The broken jade sword failed, and he turned his head in an instant and saw a purple figure.
It's that person!
Sometimes, the known is more terrifying than the unknown, just like Ye Chao now. He knows that this person is the demon sect's holy envoy Suzaku, knows that she is a master comparable to the leader of Qingyun Sect, and knows that she
Killing yourself is as simple as a butcher killing a sheep.
So he felt a fear he had never felt before, so his hand holding the sword was shaking uncontrollably.
However, Ye Chao has never been a person who dared not draw a sword out of fear.
"Actually, you don't have to do this. If I wanted to kill you, you would have died just now." The woman in purple said calmly.
"What you said seems to make sense." After saying that, he sat back on the roof and started drinking.
"You know me?"
Of course I know that you are the Holy Envoy of the Devil's Cult, Suzaku, and now the powerful subordinate of the leader of the Ghost King Sect. Of course, these must not be said.
"I don't know, but I know that if you can appear behind me without me noticing, you must be at a very high level."
The woman nodded, followed his example and sat aside, and asked, "Why are you here?"
Ye Chao pointed to the wine jar next to him and said, "Of course I drink secretly. You don't know how painful it is for an alcoholic to not be able to drink all the time."
Perhaps the woman in purple didn't know that she, who was usually cold and cold, actually talked so much after meeting this young man.
"Most of the alcoholics in the world are miserable people. At your age, you should not encounter anything miserable that would make you an alcoholic."
Ye Chao took a sip of wine and shook his head. Without saying anything, he just wiped the opening of the wine jar with his sleeve and handed it to the woman, saying, "Would you like to drink it?"
The woman shook her head and said: "You were afraid that I would die just now, but now you are giving me wine. You are very interesting."
"Wine is the most beautiful thing in the world, and I am naturally generous. I like to share this beautiful thing with others. Besides, how boring is it to drink alone?"
"But the problem is that you don't know who I am. If I am a demon from the Demon Cult, what you just did violated the rules of your Qingyun Sect."
"Why are you so careful about finding a drinking companion? Are you going to drink or not?"
The woman in purple looked at him, as if she wanted to see through him, but there was no other expression on Ye Chao's face at this time, only a serious expression.
She picked up the wine jar and took a sip, then wiped the mouth of the wine jar and put the wine jar aside like Ye Chao had done before.
"Don't hold it back, just cough if you want. I won't laugh at you."
The woman stared at him fiercely, then coughed softly.
After a long time, the woman's coughing disappeared. She looked at Ye Chao's white clothes and the familiar bright moon, and a trace of reminiscence flashed in her eyes.
"Thank you." After saying that, her figure disappeared into the night on the roof with the evening breeze.
Ye Chao drank the last sip of wine, shook his head, and accurately placed the wine jar on the street. He clearly heard the sound of the pottery breaking, and then returned to the house with a satisfied smile.