"I ask you a question. Changsheng stared at the card number of the person who transferred the money, and the shallow moonlight swept through the robe with red shirt on a black background, making his hand holding the spirit card more and more pale.

When Changsheng said this, he was carrying the slightly heavy wine jar with one hand, and the man only moved his eyebrows slightly when he heard this, and he still raised his head and poured a sip of spirits. And when the liquor was in his throat, he put down the wine jar where he had drunk most of it, and he sat lazily on the flying sword, raised his eyes and looked back at Changsheng who glanced sideways, signaling the other party to say something if he had something to say.

"Do you remember the card number at the top of the 'Three Thousand Worlds Wealth List'?" this time Changsheng did not directly name Emperor Que. He was able to say the name of Emperor Que without caring before, firstly because he didn't know much about the Three Thousand Worlds, and secondly, because his feelings were a little out of control at that time. He mentioned the name of the emperor twice to be related to the impermanence of time, the first time to scare the impermanence, and the second time to pay tribute to the impermanence of the time, but now it is different.

Now Changsheng thinks that he is very sober, he doesn't want to make trouble for himself because of this matter, after all, Di Que is not the general who doesn't care about anything, and the words "moody" are simply tailor-made for him.

"You mean Emperor Que?" Changsheng is jealous of Emperor Que, but he will never have any scruples. Not to mention that he and Emperor Que are both immortal emperors, it is impossible for that guy to sense his storage, even if he does, it doesn't matter. He and Di Que have long been in a situation of endless death, and now they are just maintaining a superficial peace because of the lack of opportunities to fight for their lives.

"Well, that's him. So what is his spirit card number?" Changsheng's fingertips lightly tapped the surface of the spirit card, and the whole person became a little irritated for no reason. Because he found that the person who transferred the money not only transferred 100,000 spirit coins, but also seemed to have a message attached. Changsheng hadn't read the content of the message yet, and instead of reading the message, he felt that he should calm down his thoughts first.

"Forgot. He replied sharply, and a faint sneer seemed to come out of his throat. He had even forgotten all about his spirit card number, how could he be idle to remember Emperor Que's spirit card number. Besides, what is he doing with this spirit card number? Could it be that he will also use spirit coins to reward Emperor Que as a way to show his appreciation for that guy's conspiracy? This is simply a ridiculous joke in the world.

After Changsheng heard the general's answer, he directly turned around and threw back the wine jar that the man had just thrown. Jiang Jue looked at the heavy wine jar that broke through the air, but instead of dodging with the flying sword, he raised his hand and hooked the mouth of the wine jar with his rough fingertips, and he hooked the wine jar so that the wine flowed down his thin lips into his throat.

"What's wrong?" Xu is wine was too strong and burned his throat, and his voice gradually became a little dull, and his handsome face seemed to be tired and dazed, but there was no half of embarrassment.

Changsheng glanced at Jiang Jue expressionlessly, he thought that he was already uncommon sense, but he didn't expect that there were people who were more unreliable than him. Emperor Que's spirit card number has long been known to everyone, okay? As a native of the three thousand worlds, it is just a matter of not knowing the card number, but he still looks like a matter of course, and Changsheng can't help but throw the wine jar over for a while.

“…… Not much. I just think that if you can put your drinking efforts in other aspects, there is probably nothing you can't do in these three thousand worlds. ”

As he spoke, Changsheng remembered the action of taking over the wine jar just now, and the man's movements were extremely chic, as if the wine jar was not suddenly thrown out by him, but was respectfully served by him. Changsheng stared at Jiang Jue's calm face, and couldn't help but have a ridiculous thought in his mind. He felt that even if the sky suddenly collapsed at this moment, he would never show the slightest panic. Perhaps it is precisely because of this that he is accustomed to the extinct existence zài, and can talk to him without any burden.

"Really, that's what you think?" he asked in a low voice, half-closed. With a slight force on the man's fingertips, the two bottomed wine jars turned into powder, and his deep voice sounded in the air at the same time: "It's a pity that you are wrong. Even if I'm no longer drunk, there are always a few things in this world that I can't do. ”

The powder of the wine jar disappeared into the air with the night wind, and the general took out the third jar of wine from the ring. He wanted to throw the entire wine jar to Changsheng again, but after thinking about it carefully, Jiang Jue withdrew his hand. A warm jade wine bottle suddenly appeared in his palm, and the man picked up the wine jar and poured the wine into the wine bottle. Although this cup is not suitable for drinking spirits, he will definitely feel that Changsheng will like it.

Today, he rarely invited someone to drink together, and this kid just threw it back after only half a sip, which was really helpless.

"Can you really say, do you know what this sentence sounds like to me?" Changsheng took the clear wine bottle that was about to be handed over, and his smiling voice was blurred in the cold wind.

"It doesn't sound like humility to me at all, I think you're saying, 'Even if I'm drunk all day, I can do things that most people in the world can't do.'" After Changsheng finished speaking, he drank the glass of liquor and looked down at the message that seemed to have been written by Emperor Que.

"Not bad. He casually hooked his thin lips, which was regarded as admitting the speculation of immortality. For it is true, that even if he sleeps all day long, even if he gets drunk all day long, he can do what the world cannot do.

"For the emperor, there is no need for unruly ministers. Changsheng didn't have the heart to chat with the general, he read out the message of the person who transferred the money in a low voice, and couldn't help but show a wry smile on his face.

Changsheng already felt that the person who transferred the money was Emperor Que, but now after looking at this message, he became more and more sure. Although he didn't know what Emperor Que did before, it didn't mean that he couldn't guess randomly. Jiang Jue was originally a general and chose the surname Jiang, from this point of view, Emperor Que may have been an emperor originally, so he was surnamed Emperor, and Changsheng felt that his speculation was very logical.

Emperor Que wrote this sentence obviously because he had heard the song he recorded in the Heavenly Pavilion, and Changsheng sighed secretly when he thought of this. The lyrics of that song are fine, but there are some problems with the lyrics. The qin song originated from the earth, it was composed by Ruan Ji of the Jin Dynasty, this song is ostensibly written about drunkenness, but in fact it is more like a song of escapism, and Ruan Ji did not use the qin song to satirize the emperor.

If Emperor Que was really an emperor, and he could understand the irony in this song, then it was only natural that he would leave this sentence.

Changsheng imagined himself playing this song in front of the emperor, which was probably more tragic than him and Jiang Jue riding a sword in a row and hitting the mountain. But it's useless to think about it too much, and the fact that he is still alive now shows that Emperor Que doesn't take this seriously, so he doesn't have to bother himself. After clearing his thoughts, he replied to Di Que's message, and then he put away the spirit card and continued to hurry.

The emperor who was far away in the vast world quickly stopped the black dragon, and as soon as he returned to his palace, he caught a glimpse of Changsheng's reply. I saw Changsheng replying: "That being the case, I forbearance changed the floating name to a shallow low singing (1)." "You don't need unruly ministers, I don't want to be your courtiers, and I only want to be free in this life among the wine and songs!

Emperor Que coldly looked at the flamboyant handwriting that appeared on the spirit card, and slowly looked away after a long time. He had finally thought about it before, but now based on this sentence alone, he can see that the person who plays the music is by no means the second general, and this person is a completely different type from the general.

If it is absolutely a violent thunder that is completely out of control, this person is the scorching fire above the ice, and the calmness is hidden under the madness, but behind the calmness is madness.

And if such a person has the talent for cultivation...... Maybe it's even more dangerous than it will be.