"Is it cold?" Wolf Mo said.

Raising his hand, he tightened Jiang Qing's clothes, pulled her whole person into his arms, and after the noon reunion banquet, they followed Qing Wolf Lie back to Taoyuan first.

Here, Jiang Qing Wolf Mo took care of everything before he made time to rush back to Taoyuan.

At the reunion banquet, Langmo Jiangqing threw out Qingnan's imagination for the next ten years, and poured a huge Qingnan territory from the height of Qinglou, and wrote down Qingnan's imagination and development in the next ten years. Among them, it was promised to send some people back to Qingnan, one by one, completely igniting the enthusiasm of all Qingcheng residents.

Even in the harsh winter, it still can't stop everyone's passion.

Compared with the noisy and lively life in the clear city, there are also many people who yearn for the life of the idyllic sunrise and sunset.

With Qingcheng as the backing, they don't have to worry about not having enough food and no clothes. So, for Wolf Mo to say that he could return to the garden, many people burst into tears.

"It's not cold." Jiang Qing shook his head slightly, next year's plan must be preliminarily produced, and after fifteen years, Reading will be ready to organize people and horses to escort those who are willing to return to their homeland back to Qingnan, among which the Tianhe clan has been circled because of the rocky beach. There, the largest tea plantation in Qingnan will be established, and the rocky beach will be persuaded to go out independently.

The snowflakes cover the entire Snow Dragon Ridge into a snow world.

Jiang Qing leaned on Wolf Mo, stretched out his hand, and then the icy snowflakes, and asked, "Mo, when will we return to the Forest of Death?" ”

"Why do you suddenly want to go back to the Forest of Death?" Wolf Mo said.

"It's been more than nine years since I came to the Beast God Continent, and it's been almost ten years since I saw it. I want to go back to the Twin Lakes of the Forest of Death, where we first met......" Jiang Qing said softly. Qingli's face couldn't help but show a little tenderness, and she recalled the bits and pieces that happened when the two first met.

Wolf Mo was slightly stunned, his eyes flashed with tenderness and sweetness, and he replied: "After the year, we will set off." The development of Qingcheng is regular, Arthur and Angela on the Fish-Man side don't want us to interfere and let people keep an eye on it, the Swimming Gang and the Beamon Empire are not so quick to solve the dispute between the two sides, and we have a lot of time. ”

"Reading is going to go crazy when he hears you say that." Jiang Qing smiled.

Having said that, she was very satisfied with Wolf Mo's reply. She prefers the idyllic life to the deceitful political circle, and to be honest, although the time of living in Taoyuan is very beautiful, the deepest and most nostalgic thing in her heart is still the days of the Forest of Death. No constraints, and the joy of finding an extra piece of food every day. That kind of pure life is the most nostalgic.

The sound of the carriage was little by little in the snow and ice.

By the time the two of them returned to Taoyuan, it was already dark.

However.

Taoyuan is a noisy and lively scene, the altar square is brightly lit, and several cauldrons are set in the center of the altar square.

The smell of food filled the sky over the entire peach source, and as soon as Jiang Qing and Wolf Mo stepped out of the carriage, he was hugged by the clansmen and walked into the altar square.

"Patriarch, Jiang Qing is back—"

"Sit down, the food is ready, and I'll wait for you to come back and start the meal."

Laughter and laughter, the clansmen hugged the two of them up the steps of the altar and took their seats.

Wolf Mo Jiangqing didn't shirk, and got up with the wine glass on the table, "...... Without further ado, the future of the Chasing Wind Tribe will get better and better, and Qingcheng is thriving, I wish all the tribesmen all their wishes come true, and life will get better and better......"

Xu is too happy, it's rare that Wolf Mo doesn't have a serious book. The preface to the speech does not match the afterword, but no one pays attention to these at this moment, and everyone raises a glass and drinks with the wolf ink.

There were wine barrels all over the altar square, and everyone stared at the wolf Mo and Jiang Qing on the steps. It is clear that they will not give up if they don't get people drunk, and they can't beat the wolf ink, so they don't believe that they can't even drink the wolf ink. No, except for some elders of the tribe who sit on the wall and watch the play, the younger generation even looks excited about these little ones, and they want to get their family patriarchs drunk.

Jiang Qing's head was full of black lines, and she couldn't say anything to refuse.

If you don't drink it, you have to drink it.

Fortunately, the clansmen are still somewhat concerned about her identity. When pouring wine, it is mainly led by wolf ink, and she is supplemented.

Rao is so, after ten rounds of drinking.

Jiang Qing suddenly felt dizzy and lightheaded. One of them almost fell down, and the wolf Mo next to him hurriedly fished the person back, and was just about to find an excuse to get out, but he didn't want Qinghecao to step forward and send Jiang Qing back. From beginning to end, there was no room for Wolf Mo to open his mouth at all. The corners of Wolf Mo's mouth twitched fiercely, it seems that if these people don't get him drunk tonight, they really won't give up!

"I bet the patriarch can get drunk with at least twenty people."

"I'll bet fifty, twenty, you are too underestimated by the patriarch's ability."

"One hundred, don't forget that the patriarch's bloodline has evolved again, and the strength will definitely go to the next level."

……

If Jiang Qing was still sober, she would definitely be unable to help but complain.

What does drinking have to do with strength?

However, look at Wolf Mo's calm expression. Is drinking really about strength?

Poof!

From time to time, there would be a sound of falling to the ground in the altar square. The people watching the play spontaneously stepped forward to take away the drunk and unconscious people to make room for others.

"Wolf Lie, it's really okay to drink like this?" Qing worried.

Wolf Lie smiled and shook his head, and said, "It's okay, you didn't see Reading Wolf Park and they didn't come forward." Wolf Mo is drunk, and some people sweep the tail, and they can't delay things. ”

Qing Wenyan stared at his partner with black lines on his head, and said angrily: "Wolf Lie, don't you want to see your son make a fool of yourself?" ”

Wolf Mo is precocious and sensible, and Wolf Lie's fatherly heart falls on Wolf Mo, and he is often so angry that he is speechless and choked. Fortunately, the birth of Wolf Rui greatly satisfied Wolf Lie's fatherly heart. Now, I finally found an opportunity to see Wolf Mo make a fool of himself, and Wolf Lie inevitably followed suit. If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't wipe his face, he would be like stepping forward to pour wolf ink into a few large bowls of soju.

"Aunt Qing, don't worry. Everything is handled in Qingcheng, and even if the patriarch is really drunk, Wolf Bo and I are watching. Reading smiled evilly, he was tossed by this stinky boy, and it was worth it to see the wolf ink make a fool of himself, even if he was tired for a few more years. The elders gathered around were all cheering on those who poured wine with the same heart.

The corners of Wolf Mo's mouth twitched, sweeping over the people gathered around.

These people, one by one, are really enough!

While drinking, he operated according to Ao Qing's teachings. Soon, the liquor that was drunk in the mouth was digested and turned into a smell that overflowed from the skin. No one knows this, looking at the increasingly red face of the wolf ink, everyone feels that the next bowl will definitely be able to pour the wolf ink......

It's a pity that this next bowl didn't get drunk with wolf ink until late at night.

On the contrary, those who stepped forward to pour wine, even the little ones like Sky Wolf Rui were drunk and crazy, and Wolf Mo still sat on it without moving.

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