Chapter 122: Drunken Striptease

Die'er raised her wine glass awkwardly, and didn't hesitate, just dry it first. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Five years ago, when I was drinking with Lin Yi on the top of the tree, I was directly carried back to the Seven-Fold Hall by Feng, and then the past behind me was simply unbearable!

The next day, I woke up in bed naked, I was shocked, I had no memory of what happened last night, could it be that I came back in a daze and then stripped off and slept?

After washing, as soon as he came out of the room, he saw the maple who was watching his nose and nose, and he was startled again, and hurriedly asked him why he was staying outside the door?

Then Feng's eyes will never be forgotten in this life, "I'm worried that you will come out naked to bask in the moonlight." ”

And then, and then Butterfly was stupid!

Did you drink too much at night and dance a striptease in front of you? Ask someone tentatively.

"You didn't just jump by yourself, but you also dragged me to dance with you, and you almost lost your reputation, do you know?" Kaede felt as if he had been violated, clasping his hands to his chest, with an expression of extreme disgust.

Die'er felt like she was about to collapse, didn't she say that wine was a good thing? It's just a mistake! It's sad to think about.

"You don't see anything, do you?" Butterfly hugged her chest tightly, feeling like she was guarding the last piece. The same as the women's land.

Originally, Kaede was going to say that he was lucky to run fast, but the words became "I saw everything that should be seen." ”

Butterfly was so angry that she gritted her teeth, and she was about to be stamped out of a hole on the ground.

Thinking of this, he took the wine jug from Bai Lao's hand, poured himself full of wine, and wiped it out again.

"I said you should keep some for me, I haven't drunk it yet, you stinky girl." Bai Lao hurriedly snatched his baby wine jug, afraid that he would be drunk by this little girl.

"Grandpa Bai, what do you mean when you say that the real Blue Dragon White Tiger Vermilion Bird Xuanwu is going to be born?" Taking advantage of the strength of the wine, Die'er asked the question that Bai Lao had been avoiding for so many years.

Bai Lao paused with his hand holding the wine glass, and then drank it in one gulp.

Sooner or later, you'll have to know that, because you're the key player in it. If I remember correctly, I would have been in this place for almost 10,000 years, and 10,000 years is a cycle.

I told you part of the story of my three friends before, so I'll go on.

The four of us are friends, and we have our own strengths, so it is also a very meaningful thing to learn together every day. But the bad thing is that I'm fine, I have a bad idea.

Since the four of them have not been able to tell the winner or loser, then each person will train a disciple and make an appointment to compare it every five years, so that everyone is very interested.

Year after year, there are more and more disciples, but there are only a few who really teach them personally. It's just that we're used to traveling, and we only go back once in ten or twenty years.

But our disciples inherited this tradition, and to our surprise, they attracted a group of disciples to come up and learn the arts. It was quite interesting for us to see it, so we didn't stop it, but we just went back to observe it when we had time or remembered, and mentioned a few words.

We never interfere in specific affairs, and all the disciples we personally teach are in charge. Who knows, people's hearts are not enough to swallow elephants, and the four of us who are masters can even be plotted by them.

When she recalled it, Die'er listened attentively, but when she thought that she had been locked down for so many years and her three good friends were missing, her heart ached.

Die'er helped Bai Lao's wine glass to full, drank a glass, and continued to listen.

Because of our unreservedness, the four disciples also became stronger and stronger, so strong that they dared to calculate us. The reason for calculating us is even more ridiculous, smiling and laughing, Bai Lao's eyes are lit up, it is tears.

"The four seniors have already taught each other, why are they still not satisfied?" Die'er also felt a little incredible, in the cultivation realm, the status of the master is very high, and it can be said that he is a reborn parent.

"Because they feel that we haven't taught them all that we have learned all our lives, and that we still have secrets. Of course, how can we be unreserved from outsiders?

Even if we are best friends, we respect each other very much, and we usually only learn from each other, but do not covet each other's martial arts.

It was another five-year martial arts exchange, and the four of them strongly invited us to go back to participate, because we were reluctant to go back for several sessions. Because their nature has long been detached from our original intention, they have become more and more competitive, and they have even begun to use no means to compromise on their means, and we can't see the disciples we have cultivated with our own hands become like this, so we simply can't see them.

It was because they said in unison that they had something important to discuss, so we rushed back, and they actually poisoned the food, and I was the first to notice that something was wrong, but it was too late, and they had already been poisoned.

I barely escaped, but my body had already been eroded by toxins, and I had no choice but to lock my soul into this space, waiting for someone to be destined, waiting for an opportunity to leave this place and reunite with old friends.

"What is the opportunity that Grandpa Bai said? Are you ready to leave the place, or have you sensed your friend's message? Die'er looked at Bai Lao with a pair of big misty eyes.

"Yes, they're awake, and I'm not far from going out." Bai Lao said with a smile, poured the wine again, and cleaned it up with Die'er.

"Is there anything I can do?" Die'er asked in an almost pleading tone, this is a character from a myth, who is worried that life is too nourishing, and it is no longer challenging, this kind of opportunity is not something that anyone can encounter.

The four mythical characters have already seen the two, and the Suzaku predecessors are no longer like that, as if they know what the other two Qinglong and Xuanwu look like, and Die'er has fallen into her own imaginary world with a wine glass.

"Nonsense, you can't do anything without you." Bai Lao is the same as her.

Die'er suddenly remembered the Liuhua and Liuyun she had met in Taihang Mountain, they said that they were ancient Qinglong, what does it have to do with Qinglong's predecessors?

Thinking of this, he hurriedly told Bai Lao to listen, and then asked him to help analyze and analyze.

"If what you said is correct, it should be the descendant of the disciple cultivated by Brother Qinglong. It seems that the character is not good. Bai Lao said.

Hehe, this thing will stink the ice cube in the future, and it is estimated that he will have to fight with himself when he raises his sword, and he has not had a fight for a long time, thinking of this, the bones in his body are itchy.

Die'er is pondering the identities of the two of them, if this ancient Qinglong was really founded by the disciples of Qinglong's predecessors, then they don't seem to be good now! Although the so-called big disciple was a little better than himself, he was only thirteen years old at that time!

It's been five years, it's not in vain, it's already in the late Yuan Infant period, which is also the credit of Bai Lao, and he always dislikes her for her slow progress, if he was before, it is estimated that he would have abandoned her to fend for himself.

(To be continued.) )