Chapter Eighty-Seven: Hundred Flowers Brewed

After Yan Luo put on the phoenix hairpin, she stood up and said to Ziyi, "Brother Yi, I also prepared some other styles of cakes, so I will take them."

Ziyi bowed slightly, but didn't say anything, Yanluo stood up, like a flying willow, and disappeared into the main hall in a blink of an eye.

Mo Tong's gaze was always on her, until Ziyi chuckled and said, "Mo Tong, you and I haven't drunk like this for a long time, come, don't get drunk today!" ”

Mo Tong held the cup in front of him with both hands, made a gesture of invitation to Ziyi, and then raised his head and drank it all.

"You two only care about drinking by yourself, why did you forget me aside, no, no, you will be fined another glass" Donghua filled the wine glass dissatisfiedly, and then poured the glass in front of Ziyi and Mo Tong full of wine.

Ziyi smiled and said to Mo Tong, "Look, Donghua is really energetic, so let's follow his wishes!" ”

Ziyi picked up the wine cup and was about to drink it all, a red light flashed out, his hand was empty, and the full cup had reached Mo Tong's hand.

Mo Tong smiled and said, "This hundred flowers brew is all contracted by Donghua alone today, just so stingy with the remaining two cups, Ziyi, you might as well let me do it!" ”

"Motong, you have never been strong enough to drink, why are you begging for wine like this today?" Donghua frowned slightly, he had seen Mo Tong's drunken appearance, but although Mo Tong was flamboyant and flamboyant, he looked very unreliable, but he actually knew it in his heart, so Donghua never worried about what kind of business would happen to Mo Tong.

Today's events are a little puzzled by Donghua, although he doesn't want to speak lightly, but he knows that Mo Tong cares about Yanluo in his heart, how can he let Yanluo get injured when he plays the piano without any reaction?

"It's just a glass of potpourri. How can you get drunk! Mo Tong said as he raised his head and drank the flowers in the cup.

"This wine is called Hundred Flowers Brew, although it is made from the fermentation of hundreds of celestial flowers and plants, it does not have much alcohol. The stamina is much greater, and it's easier to get drunk than the usual imperial wine of the Yao Chi Society."

"Ordinary immortals drink just one cup, if you drink two more cups" Ziyi stopped and didn't say any more.

"Mo Tong, this should be the third cup!" Donghua said this, and the strength in Mo Tong's body seemed to be drained, and it slid down softly

Donghua looked at Mo Tong's closed eyes in disbelief, "So powerful?" But how could I be okay? ”

Ziyi's eyes were deep, looking at the delicate white porcelain wine pot in front of him, and said, "This Baihua Brew, not everyone will get drunk when they drink it!" ”

"You're saying it's faintly toxic?"

Ziyi shook his head, "This is the immortal wine of water purification, I have stored it for a long time. Nourished by the immortal energy of this incenseless hall every day, the skill of the person who drinks it increases several times, but there is one thing. People with deep affection are easy to get drunk and not easy to wake up! ”

"What does it mean that it is not easy to wake up?" The more Donghua listened, the more he felt that Ziyi's words today were very strange, which was very different from his usual style.

Ziyi picked up the cup in his hand and said, "Most of the drunk immortals will sink in their own illusions. More than ninety percent can't wake up.

"Huh?"

"Said to be drunk. As far as they are concerned, everything is the same as the real world! ”

"Mo Tong can't be so drunk, he is a messenger sent by the Heavenly Realm to marry, if something happens to him, then a battle between Pure Water and the Heavenly Realm is inevitable"

"Where is there such a strict zhòng, there is a solution!"

"How?"

"You'll know when the time comes!"

"Ziyi, what kind of dumb riddle are you playing? I need to connect with the heavenly realm every day in the situation of Pure Water, and if they can't feel the sound of the ink pupil, it will become complicated! ”

"It's just drunk, it's okay!"

"But if he doesn't wake up. What will happen? ”

"It's hard to say, there are those who refuse to wake up. Finally, when the oil ran out, the lamp dried up, and he didn't wake up! ”

"Running out of oil?" Donghua gasped, looking at Ziyi's appearance without the slightest joke.

There was a sound of a cup falling to the ground, not far away.

This voice woke up Yao'er, who was crying in her arms not far away, and Yao'er rushed to Yanluo

Yanluo was scrambling to clean up the dishes on the ground at this time, and there was a sharp glass cut that cut through the part she had just burned, where Mo Tong had clumsily rubbed medicine for her.

Yanluo looked at her bleeding fingers, just looked at it for a moment, and then leaned down to continue picking up the cakes that had fallen to the ground.

"Sister Yanluo, your hands are bleeding!" Yao'er took Yanluo's fingers and blew gently, and a trace of coolness came from her fingertips, Yanluo smiled and said, "It's okay, just wipe it with ointment!" ”

"Sister, don't pick it up again, you can obviously use the immortal method!"

"This little thing also needs to use the immortal method, my mana will soon be exhausted, don't worry, you see that there is no bloodshed!" Yanluo withdrew her hand and smiled faintly at Yao'er.

The white shadow in front of him flickered, Ziyi had already arrived in front of him, looked at Yanluo's bleeding fingers, and wrapped a white towel around Yanluo, and Yanluo's heart trembled slightly

Her gaze lingered on Yue Lao Mo Tong, "Brother Yi, Mo Tong, can he really not wake up?" ”

Zi Yi's eyes looked into Yan Luo's eyes, "None of us can help with this matter, we can only rely on his own will, if he is willing to sink into a dream and don't want to wake up......"

"Nope! He can definitely wake up! Yan Luo said as she lifted Yue Lao's body and lay flat in a secluded place near the lotus pond.

Ziyi looked at Yanluo intently looking at Mo Tong, and didn't feel a smile appear at the corner of his mouth.

Donghua Daigo, who hadn't spoken for a long time, had an epiphany: "You! Ziyi, did you do it on purpose? Don't you regret doing this? ”

Ziyi shook his head lightly: "I can't talk about regrets!" It's just from the heart! ”

"Well, for the marriage in three days, you need my help, if you want to ......"

"I'll do Yao'er's work!"

"Marriage? Brother, what do you say? Yao'er stared at a pair of big black and white eyes, and the corolla on her head trembled slightly due to overexcitement.

"The marriage decree of the Emperor of Heaven is to allow Yanluo to be my wife!" Ziyi blinked.

"I know that! It's too late for me to be happy! Yao'er was even more excited like a happy deer.

"No, Yao'er, this is only half of the marriage will!"

"Half? So what's the other half? Yanluo suddenly covered her mouth, "Brother, do you mean that my marriage with the Emperor of Heaven will also be carried out at the same time?" ”

Ziyi bowed slightly, "That's true!" ”

Yao'er glared at him in disbelief and said, "Brother, did you agree?" ”

"Even if Yao'er agreed, I don't agree either!" Jin Yan was silent for a while, so he only said this one sentence, and then stretched out his palm and pulled Yao'er out.

"What are you going to do?" Ziyi will be cautious.

Jinyan pulled Yao'er, who had been crying silently, and stopped when he heard the words, "I said it very clearly, I will not hand Yao'er over as a victim of marriage!" ”

"I beg you to say that if you do this, you will be the enemy of the entire Six Realms!"

Jin Yan smiled and said, "If you are not convinced, please come!" If you want Yao'er, step over my corpse! (To be continued......)