Gu Long was depressed, and sighed sadly from time to time: "That year, due to excessive blood loss, I wandered in front of the ghost gate once, and I almost fell into it. When I opened my eyes, I found a hanging blood transfusion cartridge, and blood seeped into my body drop by drop. At that time, I realized that the life of Lu Dao still belonged to me. ”

"Baozhu took his son away, and before he died, his wife was separated, and that was the feeling at that time...... Think about the suffering I have suffered, I lost the love of my parents before I was a minor, my family broke up, I wandered and struggled in hunger, and I wandered on my desk for more than ten years...... And then I have to be like a thief, trying to cover up these things, but people think I'm cynical, ridiculous and indifferent. Who can understand my bitterness? ”

"If those tubes of blood don't save me, my life's work will be lost. Alas, a life of glory and wealth is nothing more than that. Some people call me a 'martial arts overlord'. But one deflated three, with only one rusty flat drill, can send me to the city of vain death. What is the difference between being a celebrity and a mortal? ”

Gu Long's words, like the analysis of life, made Ma Fangxian feel sad, "Yaohua, you are only less than fifty years old, don't have such thoughts." ”

Gu Long said with a sad look in his eyes: "I know that you are all kind-hearted, persuade me to quit drinking, and want me to live for a few more years, but if even this little fun in life is deprived, what is the point of my life?" ”

"If your life is only wine, then what are you doing while you are still alive, it is better to die."

Lin Youlun picked up the wine glass and drank it sullenly, he wanted to use these words to arouse the blood in Gu Long's heart, but he didn't expect Gu Long to shout: "Those who know me." Mr. Lin too! The doctor told me that I would die if I drank alcohol, but in fact I didn't want to live for a long time, and since I wanted to die, drinking and getting drunk to death was the best choice! ”

Gu Long poured wine into his cup and was about to drink it again, but was stopped by Lin Youlun reaching out his hand.

"If you have any bitterness in your heart, say it, and I'll help you drink this wine!"

The ancient dragon put down the cup. looked at Lin Youlun, "Is this true?" ”

Lin Youlun nodded, and Gu Long sat down and began to talk endlessly about the bitterness in his heart. Lin Youlun poured a glass of wine and a glass of wine into his stomach.

Soon there were two more empty wine bottles on the table, and the more Gu Long talked, the more Lin Youlun got drunk.

Ma Fangxian finally couldn't stand it anymore. spoke out to dissuade him: "Yaohua, that's enough, Mr. Lin has drunk too much today!" ”

was forced out by Lin Youlun in this way, Gu Long only felt an indescribable relief all over his body, and only then did he understand Lin Youlun's kindness.

"Mr. Lin, thank you, thank you, I feel a lot better, don't drink anymore......" Gu Long put his hand on Lin Youlun's shoulder, and Lin Youlun raised his head and glanced at him.

Lin Youlun's head was dizzy, and the ancient dragon in his eyes actually conjured three figures. Lin Youlun closed his eyes and shook his head vigorously. When I opened it again, the ghost was gone, but my mind was getting more and more confused.

"Who are you?" As soon as he said this, everyone knew that Lin Youlun was already drunk.

"I'm an ancient dragon."

"No, you're not!" Lin Youlun used his hand to block Gu Long's hand resting on his shoulder. looked at him drunkly: "Gu Long can write a character like Hua Manlou, will he hold the wine bottle all day and wait for death?" ”

Gu Long and Ma Fangqi looked at each other, can they say this, is Lin Youlun really drunk? Both put a question mark on this.

Hua Manlou has been blind since he was a child, but he has never given up his trust in life, and he has an unparalleled love for life when he becomes an adult. Always smiling and facing life, Gu Long's eyes are not blind, he gives up on himself all day long, not even as good as the characters in his own books, what qualifications do he have to call a master? ”…,