The night is sleepless, and people don't want to sleep in it. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

A pair of eyes open, carefully counting every minute of the night, the passage of time, what is wrong with me, and why are I so unhappy?

Han Xian couldn't figure it out.

No matter how bright a pair of eyes are in the dark night, they can't get a glimpse of the reason.

For 'her', for 'love', Han Xian's mind was completely blank, I don't know why I was lost, maybe everything should be blamed on Chu Xin, if it wasn't for her intention to provoke ripples in her heart, I'm afraid that people wouldn't be so lonely and haggard at this moment.

The night envelops too many people, and how many can sleep in it?

Those eyes, which were as bright as Han Xian in the night, must have been deliberately teasing Chu Xin.

"Hey~~. ”

There are many sighs in dreams, and many melancholy nights.

Unconsciously, the night has passed cleanly, and it is three strokes above the unconscious day.

The person got up, with a haggard face, Han Xian pushed the door open, but at this moment, he did realize that it turned out that the master outside the door had been waiting for a long time.

"Xian'er, this trip must not cause more trouble. ”

Xiao Wangzhi's gaze swept coldly on Han Xian's haggard face, he was very worried in his heart, and couldn't help but admonish.

Han Xian smiled leisurely, his expression was playful and playful, and said, "Master, you still have wine, I'm thirsty to death this night." ”

Xiao Wangzhi's face turned dark, the anger and sorrow in it almost turned into water drips, his sleeves flicked, and he turned away violently, leaving only Wen Ziqi with a look of admiration and admiration.

"Senior brother, senior brother was shocked by you. Wen Ziqi said with a smile.

"Hey~. ”

Han Xian pretended to sigh deeply, and he should be very clear, although his mouth is thirsty, but his heart is indeed extremely dry, and he needs the nourishment of spirits too much.

But it is indeed destined to be empty, and the time has come for the heart to leave.

.....

The royal majesty is grand and abnormal, and the entire Yingdu City is full of lights, and every face is laughing, and this smile should be a disguise of suspicion.

The whispers are endless, this new monarch is such a big pomp, as if the world doesn't know.

Even if Che Luan was gorgeous and huge, she couldn't isolate this sound of shimmering golden words, and the person in it listened with a gloomy face, and she didn't want to refute.

The pilgrimage procession is hundreds of meters long, and in the midst of the hustle and bustle, it is out of the Yingdu City.

Han Xian's face turned slightly, his eyes swept over the huge team, his expression suddenly showed panic, and he couldn't help muttering: "If you continue to grind like this, when will you be able to get to the Zenye Temple?"

Hearing this, a smile appeared on Wen Ziqi's face, and he said: "Senior brother, don't worry, the scenery is very good during this trip, you and I cultivators should meditate and watch it, maybe there will be unexpected insights inadvertently." ”

Han Xiantou shook violently, although the mountain scenery and water show were good, but people were indeed not quiet people.

Inadvertently, Han Xian's gaze drifted to the inexplicable person again, and while seeing Que Rong's indifferent gaze, he did find a trace of blood in it.

Maybe last night's eyes were as dark as they were.

But this simple guess alone really couldn't make me muster up the courage to approach her again, and I shouldn't have thought about her in the first place.

Han Xian's long whip shook, and he immediately dismounted his horse and ran out of the front, after leaving Shangwu, he hadn't run wildly on horseback for a long time, and in a blink of an eye, he had left the huge team behind.

The sound of the wind, the slightest sound of the wind, is so familiar.

When the wind was blowing in his ears, Han Xian's burning heart actually calmed down a little.

And at this moment, a heart is truly quiet, so quiet that I forgot my name, and I forgot the figure that should not appear in my mind.

If only it could be like this all the time.

But the time of intoxication is short-lived, not to mention that there are so many temptations in this colorful and unforgiving world.

The wind can blow away Han Xian's hot and annoying, and it can indeed blow the breath of others into Han Xian's heart, not to mention that this is still something that has endless temptation for his own infatuated people.

"It smells so good. ”

Han Xian's face suddenly became happy, and he cheered in his dream, and at this moment he could finally experience it, his eyes were extremely overlooked, and the wine banner on the avenue was very hot, how could his heart be kept, and he slapped his crotch and rushed over.

Isn't it strange for those who are eager in the wind?

This is the pilgrimage road that the emperor is going to Zenye Temple, and everything that loses the royal dignity must have been cleaned up by the wise people of the official family, how did this wilderness wine shop survive?

Maybe it appeared, just to wait for someone who is destined.

And isn't the impatient Han Xian the person who is destined to get together for thousands of miles?

The aroma of wine in the air is getting stronger and stronger, and at this moment, Han Xian's heart has really forgotten all the irrelevance, only the wine in front of him, and only the water of forgetting worries that will be drunk into his stomach.

In the last part of the road, it was not so much that the horse was galloping and carrying Han Xian, but that Han Xian was galloping with the horse.

From afar, Han Xian shouted anxiously: "Shopkeeper, it's really good wine, come, come, come, quickly install two jars for me, so that I can take it away." ”

But when Han Xian rushed to the wine shop, he was indeed slightly dumbfounded.

There is no shop here, only a young man of his own age is sitting alone at the table drinking the water of forgetting worries, and at this moment he is looking at Han Xian's eagerness with a smile on his face.

Although there is no store, there is wine here, and of course Han Xian will not leave.

Someone with a heart had been waiting for a long time, and before Han could speak first, the young man smiled even more and said, "Brother Tai, but you are here for the things in the cup?"

Han Xian thought about denying it, but his head did tap a few times stiffly.

"Hehe, since we are both wine lovers, we should drink a bowl together. The young man said sincerely.

Although greedy, Han Xian was not really completely gnawed by the wine worm, although he still believed that there were many good people in the world, but he would appear so suddenly, and such an enthusiastic good person was destined to be nowhere to be found.

There was a little hesitation at his feet.

The young man's face was leisurely happy, and he didn't look at Han Xian, but took care of himself slowly and carefully tasting the good wine in the bowl, and only said after a long time: "Why doesn't Brother Tai believe me, I'm afraid this good wine can only be drunk by me alone." ”

Is the temptation of the aroma of wine too deep, or the vigilance against the living that is let go of the heart.

Han Xian's feet moved slightly, and he actually walked towards the man.

Although the smell of wine was good, people were even more curious, and they wanted to find out what this person meant, and walked to the table in a few steps.

Han Xian may be looking for a legitimate reason for his greed, and his curiosity is not in the hands of others.

The young man smiled on his face, a glimmer of light flashed in his hand, and the wine bowl was already settled in front of Han Xian.

And at this moment, a simple wine gourd appeared in his hand and when he took it off, Han Xian's heart suddenly shook slightly, and a look of joy appeared in the original pair of vigilant eyes.

When the man was pouring wine for Han Xian, he whispered in his mouth: "In the next, Bu Wushuang, dare to ask Brother Taizun's surname." ”

Han Xian grinned, he really didn't answer, but his vigilance in his heart was completely empty.

actually grabbed the wine bowl in front of him directly and drank it all in one gulp.

Tired people, when drinking soft wine, Han Xian is really tired, this wine is really soft, when the throat rolls into the abdomen, the exhaustion is melted away in an instant, and the person is already drunk in warmth.

People who are trapped in a sea of affection and bitterness, when they drink strong wine, Han Xian doesn't want to admit it to love and people, but this wine is really strong, poured into the heart, like a beautiful woman on the side, she is laughing.

I was drunk with this laughter.

When the wine was in his stomach, it was dark again, Han Xian's eyes were closed, and he was already putting his head on the table.

The young man smiled leisurely, whispered in his mouth, and said: "Hehe, I thought you could drink at least three bowls, but I really thought that one bowl would faint to the ground, and it was okay, this 'dream of three thousand' was not easy to come by." ”

But Bu Wushuang's behavior was indeed very willing, and he actually stuffed the wine gourd directly into Han Xian's hand, and did not forget to whisper in his mouth: "Take it." ”

The smoke cleared, and everything turned to ashes.

Han Xian also fell to the ground by stumbling.

'Dream three thousand. ’

The dream was three thousand and drunk, but at this moment, Han Xian, who was lying on the ground and breathing evenly, did not have a dream, his eyes were closed and it was drowsy, and he was sleeping quietly.

Wine is not drunk, it is indeed people looking for a reason to be drunk.

This dream is so long, in this endlessness, Han Xian only dreamed of black.

But people really can't be intoxicated forever, the journey is slightly shaky, Han Xian's brain found a trace of drowsiness from the darkness, and his eyes opened with great difficulty, so familiar to people.

"It's her. ”

Who is the face of the veil in his eyes except for the woman who hangs the veil, and his heart is immediately filled with ridicule, and his mouth is already sighing leisurely: "It's still in a dream." ”

Is it really in a dream?

Han Xian could loosen his sleepy eyes, but Que Rong was indeed very awake in reality with cold eyes.

Whispered, "You're awake." ”

Han Xian's mind twitched suddenly, and he immediately sat up, his eyes fell on the wine gourd in his hand, his face was full of confused questions, and he asked in a loud voice, "Where am I?"

"Le Guogong, it is subtle to drink less in the future, and if you miss a big thing, don't lose your life in a drunken trance. Que Rong sneered and got out of the carriage directly.

He was sober, but the man was gone.

Instinctively, Han Xian actually lifted the wine gourd in his hand again, and swallowed it in a big gulp.

It's better to be drunk, so you can think about nothing.