This bundle of fairy ropes is the treasure of Taishang Laojun, and it looks like it is just an ordinary golden wire rope, but it can be tied to the body, but it is like ten thousand people, and it is not a skill to pierce you out of hundreds or thousands of small openings.

Qinglan's body is strong, these skin injuries are not enough to worry about, seeing Jinghua was slightly taken aback, and then a trace of shame appeared. Qinglan originally came to Yaochi to move the pharmacist back to save his life, but now he was so tired that he dragged his heavy sick body to relieve himself, and he couldn't help but deeply regret his recklessness.

The Emperor of Heaven looked at the people under the seat, and said leisurely: "Queen of Heaven, this person has no discipline and despises the power of heaven, according to you, should he be punished?"

Jiang Yi is a little unusual today. Although she has been silent and can't guess what she is thinking, she seems to be distracted today. Before Qinglan was brought up, her gaze had been very ethereal, and her eyes were floating and heavy, like turbulent thoughts. And after Qinglan was brought up, she always stared at the plate of immortal fruits in front of her, and she didn't even raise her head.

After being silent for a long time, Jiang Yi finally spoke, and his voice was a little softer than usual: "Jing'er is right, you don't have to ruin the good times for a little thing." Thinking about the first offense, the Emperor of Heaven will spare him once. ”

"Is the Queen of Heaven pleading with me?" The Emperor smiled, stepped down from the throne, and when he arrived in front of Qinglan, he looked at him with interest, and said, "Your name is Qinglan?"

"Yes. ”

"Official?"

"The last general is the deputy marshal of the military department, and the general of the Yitian Division. ”

"Oh, still a lieutenant. The Emperor of Heaven nodded, "Aiqing doesn't seem to be from my clan, I don't know where he came from?"

Qinglan gritted his teeth and said, "Xia Guan is from the West Sea, and he ...... this year."

Before he could answer, he was interrupted by Jinghua's laughter, "Father asked this, he must have thought that his sons were too rash in employing people, and he became a general at such a young age to act recklessly." This is indeed the son's no. Why don't you punish yourself with a cup and dissipate your father's anger?" he said, even if he drank a cup by himself, he was calm and chic.

Xuanyuan said with a straight face: "It doesn't matter if you collide with me and your mother, if you are so reckless on the battlefield, the lives of tens of millions of soldiers are all tied to his thoughts, how can you give an account of yourself by punishing yourself?"

Jinghua lowered his eyes: "What my father taught me is that my son is ashamed." ”

The queen of heaven, who had been silent, suddenly spoke, and said: "Today is the great day of the prince and Yao'er, three hundred and sixty days a year, does Your Majesty have to teach Jing'er the way to use soldiers today?"

"What about the queen of heaven?"

The queen of heaven finally raised her head, glanced at Qinglan, and quickly lowered her eyes, and said with a little displeasure: "Since you are a member of the military department, let Jing'er take it back and discipline it well, don't make a big fuss, and sweep away the prosperity of the immortals." ”

Xuanyuan Xuan smiled slightly, seemed to agree, and said meaningfully to Qinglan: "The grace of the Queen of Heaven to you needs to be kept in mind. ”

Intuitively, Jinghua always felt that the conversation in front of him was a bit mysterious, whether it was the Emperor or the Queen of Heaven, they were a little abnormal, but they couldn't tell what was wrong for a while. His mind spun around a few times, but he didn't figure it out, but he felt that his eyes were black for a while, and it seemed that he was about to faint again.

He didn't think much about it, walked quickly to De Qinglan's side, and forced a breath to make the spell untie the immortal rope. Qinglan was tied up for a long time, but his flesh and skin suffered, and his muscles and bones were not hindered at all, and he was immediately alive again after he was freed. However, Jinghua's face was as pale as snow, crumbling, and he was busy reaching out to hold on without a trace.

Jing Huaqiang smiled and signaled that he was okay. Today, thanks to the queen of heaven's great mercy, she didn't particularly embarrass herself, otherwise I really don't know how to end. According to the rules, the scenes that should be sung have been sung, and now as long as you find a step for your father, you can retire after completing your work.

Jinghua coughed twice in a low depression, his chest burning like a flame, but his face was still as warm as jade. He raised his head, his eyes were as clear as stars, and he said with a smile: "Father and mother are tolerant, and when the son returns to the barracks, he will definitely treat this reckless boy well." Today is a good day for the eldest brother and sister-in-law, and the Nine Heavens haven't been so lively for a long time, so why don't you punish your sons and daughters for a few more cups, and then make amends to the pharmacist?"

Chenhua, who had never spoken, spoke very sensibly, stroked his palms and laughed: "Erchen also thinks this idea is very good, today is an auspicious day for the six gods in the Three Realms, and it is right to punish the wine." Hehe, let the second brother and Qinglan each punish three altars, dissipate their anger for their father and mother, and toast for their eldest brother and sister-in-law!"

Qinglan's face changed, and he said to Jinghua: "Your Highness, you can't ......"

Jinghua patted him on the shoulder and smiled boldly: "Don't worry." He glanced at the Emperor of Heaven and the Queen of Heaven, and when he saw that they did not object, he said loudly: "Come on, serve wine!"

Even if there is a catering officer, he holds seven or eight jars of wine and piles them in front of him and Qinglan. Jinghua did not hesitate, knocked on the sealing altar, and when he smelled a strong mellow fragrance overflowing all around, he smiled slightly, knowing that this wine was much more domineering than the two jars brought by Changning, and he could get drunk when he smelled the shallow amount of wine.

Chenhua said with a smile: "Second brother, you are lucky, these are all Lao Jun's private wines, called 'Big Dream Sansheng', each jar has hundreds of years of strength, no matter how good your wine is, you have to be careful!"

Jinghua laughed, "What I want is this big dream of three lives!" He lifted a jar, raised his neck and poured a sip, praising it: "Good wine!"

Xuan Yao sat there and turned her head to look at her husband. He doesn't look too much like Jinghua, although he is also handsome and picturesque, but in general, he is more like the Emperor of Heaven, more majestic and hard, and less gentle and graceful.

His husband never looked at her, but sat mechanically, without the slightest emotion, and treated her like a new daily ornament in the house, neither liking nor hating.

Hehe, why do you still care about his emotions? Is it that at this point, can you still have any hope for the future?

The person she has always cared about, he is standing there, still dressed in white like snow in today's auspicious atmosphere, as handsome as ever. Oh, he's gulping wine for his brother right now. The liquor that burned his throat and pierced his intestines, there were three whole altars, but he was like drinking water, one sip after another, laughing and pouring, as sweet as food.

The wine was fierce, and he didn't seem to have drunk much before he could stand still. I have also drunk a lot today, and my eyes are a little flowery, but why can I still see him clearly after being so far away? I can clearly see his beautiful phoenix eyes, which are steamed out like mist by the smell of wine.

He laughed so loudly, drank so violently, staggered, and seemed to be very drunk. But it seems to be terrifyingly sober again, soberly, in the deepest part of the eyes, soaked with a deep despair and cold and bone-chilling desolation?

She finally burst into tears.

Teardrops fell one by one in the golden jade mandarin duck acacia cup in front of him, splashing some faint ripples, which were fleeting.

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Big Dream Sansheng really lives up to its name.

Qinglan's alcohol consumption is also excellent, but it is a little unbearable to take four or five sips. He saw that Jinghua's altar was almost at the bottom, and he still had no intention of stopping.

He felt faintly worried, and just wanted to speak, but saw Jinghua put down the wine jar unexpectedly, lowered his head and covered his sleeve with a sharp cough.

"Your Highness!" Qinglan hurriedly said, "You really can't drink anymore!"

Jinghua's face was so white that he couldn't even say anything when he covered his mouth, and after a long while, he raised his head, gasped and smiled: "It's okay, cough cough...... However, it was choked. ”

His steps seemed to be a little shaky, and he staggered to reach for the second altar again, and said with a smile: "Qinglan, it's a bit of a good thing! Don't let people underestimate our military department! But ...... It's just a drink!"

He spoke chicly, but the hand holding the wine jar trembled slightly, only to feel that it was heavier and heavier, and he was unable to raise it to his mouth at all, he quietly held it with his other hand, raised his head and continued.

Qinglan gritted his teeth and continued to drink a jar.

The second jar was drunk for most of it, and Jinghua fell to the ground like a muddy whole, so drunk that he couldn't even hold the wine jar, and fell to the ground with a "pop" and fell to pieces. Qinglan's face changed, Chen Hua had already rushed over to help Jinghua before him, and said with a smile: "I always thought that the second brother had a good amount of wine, but I didn't expect to lose in this big dream of three lives." ”

They all knew that he had reached his limit. He pretended to be overwhelmed by alcohol, but in fact, he didn't even have the strength to stand at all, his face was as white as transparent, and his whole body was drenched in cold sweat.

Jinghua was still smiling reluctantly, he didn't dare to speak, his thin blue lips were pursed tightly, trying his best to suppress the surging qi and blood in his chest to prevent himself from spitting out.

He saw his father and mother sitting there, watching coldly. My father knew his body and knew what it meant to him to drink all this wine, but he still didn't say anything. He held the usual * appearance of the Emperor of Heaven, and there was compassion for thousands of sentient beings in his eyes, but he did not have mercy for him.

His eldest brother, the eldest brother with the same blood as the same father and mother, dressed in a newcomer robe, was still sitting numbly beside Xuan Yao, he didn't even look at himself, nor at anyone, his eyes were so empty that people were disheartened.

On the contrary, it was Chenhua and Qinglan, one left and one right to cover up their embarrassment and weakness. Hehe, it's such a fierce wine, but why are you still not drunk after drinking? The pain in my body is so painful that I want to tear myself apart, and my brain is even clearer. But why aren't you drunk? Isn't it so uncomfortable when you're drunk? The vision slowly began to blur, and those Da Luo Jin Immortals and True Human Divine Monarchs overlapped in front of them, and they were still sitting in the Yaochi Fairyland, and the unchanging Compassion Buddha appearance became distorted and weird......