Chapter 4161 Where did the wine come from on Junlin Mountain?
Ye Qingcheng and old friends were waiting for him, and they had already discovered something wrong with Qingge.
Why is there a strong suppressed sadness on her body?
What exactly happened in Junlin Mountain?
"My brother, you are promising." Lu Wenshan said with relief: "Chen'er, have you seen it? Uncle Ye has seen it. You have met Emperor Wu. In the future, you must walk straight in this martial arts association."
Lu Chen looked at Qingge frantically with his eyes.
Uncle Ye seems to be creating unexpected surprises all the time.
Among them, Luo Cheng is the most enthusiastic one. "Brother Wuhen, you shouldn't be arrogant and rude in front of Emperor Wu, right?"
Qingge shook his head, "No arrogance, just a drink."
Luo Cheng patted his chest, and his tense nerves completely relaxed, "That's good, that's good..."
Suddenly, the surroundings were silent, and the world was silent, and the expression on Luo Cheng's face was almost frozen in horror, completely stiff.
Luo Cheng looked at Qingge with a dull look on his face, unbelievable.
After a moment, Luo Cheng's hand suddenly covered the position of his heart, swallowed his saliva, and asked in disbelief: "Drink...drink..."
At this moment, everyone smelled the strong aroma of wine flowing in the air, all from Qingge.
The rule that you must not drink wine on the mountain is something that every practitioner knows.
Ye Wuhen went to Junlin Mountain and actually came down with alcohol?
this……
Everyone looked at each other and stared at them.
Luo Cheng just felt that he was about to have a heart attack.
Finally, his Adam's apple rolled, swallowed his saliva, and asked carefully and tentatively: "Where does the wine come from the King's Landing Mountain?"
The others were also looking at Qingge, wanting to know, how could there be wine in Junlin Mountain?
Could it be that the Martial Emperor's closure caused a major change in temperament?
"I brought it with you." The young man said unsurprisingly.
Luo Cheng's eyes were dull and he swallowed suddenly.
"You brought wine to Junlin Mountain and let Emperor Wu drink?" Luo Cheng asked.
Qingge nodded.
Luo Cheng wanted to knock himself out, so he didn't have to hear such eternal words.
He is a dignified martial arts emperor, performs his duties conscientiously, and always remembers the ancestral teachings of martial arts.
In my life, I will not go to Fengchen Tower, not touch the evil spirit, and not drink a glass of wine.
It's over.
It's all over.
This young man actually made Emperor Wu break the precepts.
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During this period, Luo Cheng felt that the entire three thousand generations of martial arts were shaking in the wind and rain.
Luo Cheng felt heartbroken, "You...how could you let Emperor Wu drink..." It would be better to be arrogant and rude in front of Emperor Wu.
He never thought that this young man was so bold!
However, before Luo Cheng could teach him a lesson, the young man looked at him innocently.
Luo Cheng glared and sighed: "It's over. Tomorrow's martial arts ruling, I will definitely participate in your book. You are troublesome. If you are troublesome again, you will know that you will cause trouble."
Luo Cheng waved his sleeves, "You go back and rest. Leave the matter of Emperor Wu breaking the precepts to this sect. Before He Xiangguo went back, he would like to discuss a solution."
What an impatient uncle.
Qingge's lips raised slightly and smiled unconsciously.
When dawn broke, she returned to the small bamboo house of Yuanshi in the martial arts dungeon to rest.
Perhaps because of the excessive sadness at night, Qingge actually slept very heavily.
The snow is getting heavier and heavier.
Strangely, the Martial Arts Association has suppressed the snow in the cold winter, and it cannot be invaded by the martial arts association.
It has always been like this several years ago.
But today, heavy snow covered the twelve martial arts gates, library, dungeon, and Tiantian Square. There were heavy snow everywhere.
Finally, it looks like a cold winter season.
But it was the first time in eight thousand years.
It was very cold this day, and even the martial arts dungeon was different from usual.
If the winter is cold, it will not be able to invade the practitioner's body.
This time the snow made many disciples wrap their clothes tightly and sneeze.
During the day, the disciples in the martial arts dungeon and the prison were drowsy. With a click, Pei Yue in the corner opened the cage.
The other disciples looked speechless, and their eyes almost spit out fire.
What is this called a thing?
They were caught and had to be held in a dungeon.
Then Pei Yue is better, and it has become commonplace to get out a cage?
It really makes others feel unwilling!
After Pei Yue walked out of the dungeon, he came to the small bamboo house.
He looked around and saw a blanket at the edge, took it off and covered the boy lying on the bamboo bed.
"Why are you drinking with? Who are you drinking with?" Pei Yue murmured in a low voice.
Qingge suddenly opened his cold eyes and looked at Pei Yue.
"You wake up, then I'll go back first." Pei Yue walked out of the bamboo house with his back to Qingge.
Qingge looked at his back and said, "The wine I drank with Emperor Wu."
Pei Yue stopped and a chill came out of his spine, and even his limbs were stiff and uncontrollable.
His whole body was like a mechanical one.
Emperor Wu.
What a strange and familiar name.
Many years ago, this name was his pride.
Later, I mentioned it once and felt disgusting.
Pei Yue's heart, which had been silent for many years, was suddenly pulled and hurt.
He lowered his head and smiled self-deprecatingly.
Since the girl died, he thought that his heart would not hurt anymore.
"How could he drink? He never drinks." Pei Yue asked: "Is something happened?"
Even though he was deliberately indifferent and alienated, he was concerned about Emperor Wu in his words.
"He is dead." Qingge said.
Pei Yue suddenly turned around, rushed to Qingge, and asked anxiously: "Diet? Isn't I drinking? Why did I die? Where did I die? Who killed me?"
At that moment, the murderous intent emitted from Pei Yue's body was like a storm, as if it could overturn the martial arts dungeon!
Pei Yue's heart cracked countless gaps.
His whole body was trembling.
"Look, you care about him." Qingge smiled.
"He is not dead?" Pei Yue asked back.
"I'm not dead, but I'm drunk." Qingge said: "He is a strict person who follows the ancestral teachings. He is old-fashioned and feudal, but you know that he is very cute. He heard that you drank the rich wine, so he tasted the taste of the wine."
"He is like you, and he is incredibly drunk."
"When he was drunk, he was blaming you, blaming you for wronging him, blaming you for so many years, and never looked at him."
"Brother Pei, have you ever thought that if the girl you love was not killed by him, then how innocent your master is? The real murderer is still at large?"
Every word of the song is calm.
Pei Yue sat on the bamboo bed weakly.
"What else did he say?" Pei Yue asked.
"He said you are unfilial."
"I'm unfilial."
Pei Yue lowered his head and his eyes were moist.
After a long time, he exhaled and walked out.
"Brother Ye, you don't have to remember the matter of the library. But when you have a friend, please take good care of Emperor Wu." Pei Yue said: "Since he will drink with you, it means he appreciates you and values you."