"Ningning ......"

The goodbye that is too late to say, the nostalgia that is too late to speak.

In vain to miss.

Fu Zhen finally fell asleep.

"Let's go. Pei Zhi settled Fu Zhen aside, and set up a few hidden formations around him.

It won't take him long to wake up.

"Remember to take him out. "That Ning Ning is still not at ease with Fu Zhen.

"Don't worry, I'll take him out. Pei Zhi didn't hesitate at all, and his cold expression made people want to believe her.

But Ning Ning couldn't believe her at all.

"I want you to promise me. Ning Ning stared at Yu Tao and looked into her eyes without fear.

"I, are you asking me?" Yu Tao is the kind of person who is easy to talk to, she always looks well-behaved on the surface, but in her heart she never pays attention to what others say.

How much more is it a little slave?

However, Ning Ning's words made her accept it inexplicably.

"It's not a request, it's a request!" Ning Ning stared at Yu Tao's eyes, and his tone was firm. "I beg you, take him out. ”

Yu Tao was moved.

It's just him who makes me obligated.

"Well, I'll send him out when I get the Head of Life. Yu Tao responded to her gaze, with a sincerity that only Liu Mingfan had ever had.

"Thank you. ”

It's obviously the person who killed himself in disguise, but he wants to thank him so sincerely.

And Yu Tao took this gratitude.

Ning Ning followed them and left step by step, without looking back.

"When I met you, it was like a fate

Every day is a wonderful memory

Treasure it in the bottom of my heart

Crossroads of fate

Thank you for holding back

Stand at the end of time

Looking back at the world so gently

Even after tomorrow

After all, there is no escape from this curse

I've felt like that's enough."

I think it's enough to meet you in this life.

......

......

"Prosperity falls with frost and dew, and I am lovesick every night, but I don't know where to go. He also asked what is the yin and yang road, breaking off the lovesickness, and finally living up. ”

Under the yellow willow tree, a person in a green shirt, holding a sword and drinking, drunk and asking the sky.

Liang Mo.

It's a big bowl full again.

He never needed to be accompanied when he drank.

"You say, if I listened to the emperor's brother, wouldn't Datang be dead, and you wouldn't die?" Liang Mo raised his glass to the moon. "Raise a glass to invite Mingyue, and the shadow becomes a trio. ”

Are you waiting for me on that moon?

"Gollum. "After a glass of wine, I don't feel the slightest drunkenness, only unwillingness, dissatisfaction, and insufficiency!

Another glass.

"You're drunk. He looked at himself in the pool and said something suddenly.

I'm the reincarnation of Li Bai, how can I be drunk?

"I'm not drunk!" Liang Mo waved his hand, and another glass of wine went down.

You're already drunk like this, and you still say you're not drunk?!"

He said again.

Is he drunk? or is he not drunk?

"I'm not drunk!" Liang Mo poured half a jar of wine angrily and looked at the moon in the sky.

It's getting clearer!

"See, I'm not drunk, I'm not drunk!" Liang Mo waved his hand, and he didn't know where to point, but the kind of oath in his words lacked some confidence.

Bravado.

The moon in his eyes was so clear that even a finch in the distance could see it clearly.

Can this still be called drunk?

"I'm drunk like this, why don't I know......" The voice was still sighing, with sadness, with the sorrow that had passed through thousands of years.

"I ...... Am I drunk?" Liang Mo asked himself incredulously, his hand holding the cup trembling slightly. He was frightened by nothing else, but by the feeling that every wisp of it was clear, that nothing in the world could be faster than him, faster than the sword in his hand. "Me, drunk?"

"You're drunk, and you're not lightly drunk. I've been here for so long, and you haven't even noticed it, it's not what you're supposed to be. ”

This voice was different from the previous one, it came from behind Liang Mo.

"Who!"

Turn around and point at your sword.

Although the person who came gave him a familiar feeling, he could not put himself in danger by relying on this, and the reincarnation that he had worked so hard to obtain was not such a waste.

"Is your sword pointed at me?" the man suddenly raised his voice, with a wave of anger.

It's like majesty has been violated.

"Don't forget, who taught you to use a sword!"

This sentence shocked Liang Mo.

In the blink of an eye.

"Disciple Taibai has seen the teacher!" Liang Mo suddenly shook his hands and bowed deeply to the visitor.

Maybe it's really been drunk for thousands of years, and even his teacher has almost forgotten.

General Pei Min danced with a sword, striking the world with a rainbow.

The only one who can make Li Bai bow down and bow to worship is this one.

"Looks like you've not drunk enough to remember me. Pei Min walked in front of Liang Mo and drank the remaining half of the jar of wine he drank, "I'll accompany you and continue to drink!"

"Drink!"

He slapped another jar of wine.

But Liang Mo didn't move.

"Drink, why don't you drink it? Aren't you a thousand cups not drunk? Aren't you a wine fairy?" Pei Min's anger seemed to be heavier, and he directly picked up a jar of wine from the ground and slapped it in front of Liang Mo. "Didn't you say you weren't drunk?

At this point, there is no possibility of taking it back.

"Good!"

Fortunately, I met someone like Liang Mo.

One bite, a pleasure!

He stopped thinking, he didn't ask anymore, he just went on and on, cup after cup, and altar after altar.

Don't ask, don't think!

Don't ask, don't think!

Don't ask, don't think!

Liang Mo told himself like this, cup by cup, not to ask, not to think.

It's only half down the mountain, and this huge courtyard is already occupied by wine jars.

"You, you, have you drunk enough, haven't you drunk enough of me, I'm still with you, I'm still drinking, I'm drinking with you!" Pei Min staggered and picked up a wine jar from the ground, and couldn't pat the sealing mud after two or three strokes.

Half in the bag.

"Teacher, you're drunk. Liang Mo stretched out his hand and gently pressed the wine jar in Pei Min's hand.

Drinking too much alcohol hurts your body.

"I'm drunk? I'm drunk, but I'm not like you! I'm drunk with wine! It's not a dream!" Pei Min couldn't open the wine jar before, but at this time, he seemed to be awake, and steadily opened the sealing mud.

"It's my incompetence......" Liang Mo's hand rested on the wine jar, and his fingers lightly touched the wine, feeling the coolness in it.

This jar of wine is really not delicious.

"Incompetence, where is incompetence, and what is wrong? You can do it yourself!" Pei Min reluctantly finished saying these words with his spirit, dipped his index finger in the wine on the stone table, left the word "comfortable" crookedly, and stepped away.

Leave Liang Mo alone.

"Where is the powerlessness? Where is the powerlessness?"

Under the moon, he didn't drink alone, but he left a person who was drunk and talking, not knowing what to say, not knowing what to say.

This kind of sentimentality may be loneliness.

Liang Mo suddenly slammed down on the table, snoring through his nose.

It makes the night a little quieter.

The moon under this night, the people under this night, you watched me in the middle of the night, I watched you in the middle of the night, and I didn't know what I was looking at, so I kept watching, watching.

Until dawn.

"Here comes the sword!"

Sunrise atrium, air through Changhong!

......

......

"Are you going to see him?" Zhang Xu glanced at Pei Min and moved the chess pieces in front of him.

This is the last game that was not finished.

Haojuan adds ink to Chang'an Song, and the wild grass is pointed at Zhang Xu!

The three uniques of the Tang Dynasty, Pei Min's sword dance, Li Bai's poetry, and then this Zhang Xu's cursive!

The grass saint recognized in ancient and modern times was called "Zhang Dian" by the literati and writers at that time, He Zhizhang, Zhang Ruoxu, and Rong were collectively called "Wuzhong Four Scholars", and Li Bai, He Zhizhang, Li Shizhi, Ruyang Wang Li Jin, Cui Zongzhi, Su Jin, and Jiao Sui were called "Eight Immortals in Drinking".

Zhang Xu's talent is by no means just eight buckets.

"I can't see him like that. After all, Pei Min is strong, but when he came back, he dispersed all the strength of the wine, and he lost his drunken appearance.

"I said that he was left to fend for himself, but he still can't do it after all, right? Zhang Xu looked at Pei Min and did not hide the smile in his eyes at all.

"Such a good seedling, I don't want to just watch him go crooked. Pei Min didn't refute, but walked straight to Zhang Xu, and couldn't hear anything unusual.

After all, the two have been friends for thousands of years, and they have come over like this, and they are used to it.

"Eh, don't move, this game of chess has just begun!" Zhang Xu grabbed Pei Min's hand stretched out to the chessboard, leaned over to him and pushed him away a little, looking at the chess pieces on the chessboard cautiously.

Black and white are intricately intertwined.

"In this game, Liu Feixuan is white, stealing the old man is black, although Bai Zi is in prison, but there is a glimmer of life;

If the sunspot can't stop the white man from living his eyes, then the thief will lose another game, and in five games, he will lose four!

But if the white son is wrapped in dumplings by this black child...... These five games in the world, I'm afraid it's over. ”

The chess game of the world determines the world.

"This Liu Feixuan is so hard, he has fallen into countless places, but he didn't end up, and finally ended up in such a field. Pei Min stood aside, watching the quiet chess game.

Behind it is the turbulent world of eternity.

"Whether he can be an official or not is not up to him. Zhang Xu took a white piece and landed it in an innocuous place around the chessboard.

Phnom Penh Silver Horn Turf Belly, such a drop seems useless, but it is an undercurrent.

After all, the tiger has already entered the flock, and when the dragon comes, it will only kill the hungry tiger at most, and it will not be able to save the lamb. ”

In this game of chess, even Pei Min could see that Bai Zi had lost the upper hand.

"Not necessarily," Zhang Xu picked up another sunspot and landed in the so-called "turf belly".

Fall in the white.

This is the bait that lures the white son into the bait, and you can see it at a glance.

But the white children in the chess game couldn't see it, they could only see that an anomaly appeared in front of their eyes.

Then, it's time to devour it!

"It's a pity, it's a pity. Such a good game of chess is solidified. If Liu Feixuan came to hold the white in person, how could he lose to the thief. Pei Min knew that as long as the white seeds ate the sunspots, the peripheral sunspots could take the opportunity to wrap up the circle and cut off all the white seeds.

But don't eat it......

How is it possible for an insider to know the mind of an outsider?