"I only like people you don't like. The wine and meat monk also put down his chopsticks, poured the sauce in the bowl into the pot with only one bottom of soup left, and waved his right arm lightly, "I dare to do what you dare not do, and I will never be as restrained as you are." ”

The robe was blowing, and there was no wind.

The heat accumulated in the pavilion dissipated a little, and the pavilion suddenly cooled a lot, which was refreshing.

The heat is dispersed outside the pavilion, and the hot and cold air meet and form clouds.

The clouds are by the pavilion.

After that, there was rain, and the sun rained.

The wine and meat monk stretched out the bowl in the clouds and rain, soaked it casually, then took half a bowl and rinsed his mouth.

"You also know you can't take him in. Mi Wuyu handed the bowl to the wine and meat monk, and the meaning was very obvious.

"Because he's a lone star?" The wine and meat monk looked at the bowl handed over by the white-bearded old man, his face changed a few times, and he still took it.

Shabu, catch the rain, hand it back.

The clouds disperse and the rain disappears, but the sun is still the same, and it is still not warm.

Mi Wuyu drank two sips of rain and frowned.

"It smells smoky, it smells of flesh, it's not pure water. He put the bowl on the stone bench, his brows still not loosened, looked at the anger on the monk's face, and said with a smile, "Your qigong practice is good, and it lasts for a long time." ”

The wine and meat monk put the bowl on the stone bench and said angrily: "Yes, I am very angry when I see you, and I have to treat you with the best things, why, you are still not satisfied? If you are not satisfied, get out." ”

The pavilion is built at the place where the two mountains meet, standing in the pavilion, looking to the south, you can see more than ten miles.

To the south, it is Qingzhi Mountain.

There is a Taixuan view on the mountain of Qingzhi.

Mi stood up speechlessly and headed south.

"You often despise me here?"

"Hmph, who would despise you? It's true that the monk often stabs a villain here when he's fine. The wine and meat monk sneered.

"He has a heavenly opportunity, and I can't push it out of trouble that day. Mi looked at the vista speechlessly, with a hint of helplessness. "I can't deduce his future ending. ”

"I know. The Liquor Monk took a few steps forward and joined him, "So what?"

"The world can be chaotic, it can be chaotic. Mi sighed speechlessly, "This Lone Star is a little different from what we know. ”

"Once in a century, catch up, catch up. "The wine and meat monk doesn't care.

"You want to take him as an apprentice?"

"Hehe, I had this idea, but now I don't have this idea. ”

"Hmm, why?" Mi was speechless, slightly stunned.

The wine and meat monk patted his belly, and a strange smile appeared on his face, "I don't think I can teach him." ”

Mi was speechless, and his face changed slightly.

The wine and meat monk is a great magician, even if he is only ranked seventh, even if he is a quasi-great magician, he is qualified to teach, but now, he actually said that he can't teach that broken cocoon?

The wine and meat monk didn't look at him, and smiled proudly: "After this time, he may still be a junior magician, but except for those high-ranking senior magicians, no one may be able to touch him." ”

Mi Wuyu knew that in the battle of Qingfeng Ridge, the performance of the cocoon was extremely amazing, although they had not seen how amazing the cocoon was, but the result was really there.

In Mi Wuyu's calculations, Song Ziwu did not help break the cocoon, so how did the breaking cocoon put Shangguan Changsong and others in such a situation?

Even if there is that little fat man's Heavenly Demon Eye, the immature Heavenly Demon Eye will not be able to help break the cocoon so much.

He didn't make a sound, waiting for the wine and meat monk to say the following.

"When he was unconscious, I looked at it, and I couldn't see what was in his head at all, and I probably couldn't find it even if I searched for his soul. Therefore, a person with such a 'heavenly opportunity' is not something I can teach. ”

Mi Wuyu exhaled and said, "The lone star will not be destroyed, and the demon hunting will not stop." ”

The wine and meat monk's face was slightly solemn, and he said, "The outcome is unpredictable. So, I'm betting he'll live past the age of twenty. ”

"With your ability, the Lone Star Tribulation can't fall on your head yet, but you can only take him in. You can't do it, or you're going to get into trouble. Mi Wuyu's tone was a bit harsh, but it was also persuasive.

The wine and meat monk did not answer immediately, pondered for a moment, and said with a smile: "I just want to help him live past the age of twenty." ”

"You're going to die. ”

"It's just a stinky skin. ”

The wind continued to blow, breaking down the warmth in the sun, which was not warm in the sun, and making it appear even colder.

The heat of dog meat receded from the body, and the dryness in the heart came back to the heart.

Mi Wuyu knew that this monk was not a sloppy person, but he had a sloppy character.

The character is very smelly, very hard, and very tough.

Mi Wuyu regretted it a little. Perhaps, today should not come.

The monk's strength should have something to do with himself.

Seeing Mi Wuyu drifting away like a fairy, the uninhibited eyes of the wine and meat monk also showed indescribable emotions, and his originally slightly arrogant expression also looked slightly dark.

The mountain wind is blowing, and the fiery red robe is flying, like fire burning clouds.

Looking out of the mountain, I don't know where I landed, and I don't know why my eye sockets are a little wet.

"How are you doing in the Demon Courtyard?"

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A month after Qingfeng Ridge.

Capital. Quadrangle.

The plum blossoms in the courtyard are already in full bloom and blooming with the flowers of other seasons, making the cold winter day even purple and bright and dazzling.

The sky is clear, and it is a rare blue sky.

Song Tiansheng carried his hands behind his back and stood between the patios, as if he was standing between heaven and earth.

Song Ziwu stood behind him with his hands down, looking at his father's not great background, but like a mountain peak that would never be able to climb.

Perhaps, father's love is like a mountain, but the father is even more like a mountain.

There was a heavy snowfall last night, and the high courtyard wall was smeared with snow white, and the sun was falling, which was very dazzling.

The wind brings plum blossoms, pinched between the fingers, with the chill of the remnants of winter.

"The affairs of the Shangguan family, you have passed. Song Tiansheng's voice was very light, like floating clouds in the air, empty and impossible to ignore.

"My son understood. Song Ziwu was respectful, like a subordinate accepting the inquiry of his superior, "I will no longer embarrass their business in the capital and other places." ”

"Ziwen still wants to go?" was a little tired in his voice, and there was a hint of helplessness. "It's been a few years, and he still hasn't let go?"

Song Ziwu pondered for a while, probably thinking about how to answer his father's words, and said for a long time: "The eldest brother said that since the Song family gave up on him, he is no longer a member of the Song family." ”

Song Tiansheng's hand behind his back shook suddenly, and the plum blossoms between his fingers were like glass being shattered, scattered, like dust submerged in the wind.

At the moment when the plum blossoms disappeared, Song Ziwu felt a huge coercion rushing towards him, but fortunately, the coercion was lost immediately and disappeared faster than lightning.

"He doesn't even want to recognize your brother?" said in a low voice, exhaling softly.

"The eldest brother said that a brother is always a brother, and a father is always a father, but it's just a ......" Song Ziwu looked at the back in front of him, paused slightly, and said a little overwhelmed: "...... There is no home. ”

Song Tiansheng still didn't move.

However, Song Ziwu felt as if something had changed, but he couldn't see it.

Perhaps the light is a little darker, or the mountain in my heart is a little shorter.