The style of wine depends on the style. A person's performance at the wine table can tell him who he is as a person.

The sick man and Meow Meow were very interested in Feinan's unique insights into wine tasting, and they raised their glasses to toast.

Guanglong deliberately avoided drinking with the sick man, and instead focused on Meow Meow. This woman is good at kung fu, but not at drinking, and this situation has to be poured out of her. Guanglong is not taking advantage of people's danger, but just looking for an excuse to drink and get drunk. Guanglong toasted frequently, and Meow Meow always refused, but he insisted on it, and he did not refuse.

After three rounds of drinking, Meow Meow was slightly drunk, her pink face was like the first blooming peach blossom with dew, her long ice blue hair was scattered on her smooth back, and her only eye began to blur, making her more coquettish. I don't know whether intentionally or not, she leaned towards Guanglong, and finally rested her head on her shoulder, and sprinkled with the strength of wine.

"Brother Long, I know you don't like me, it's all my wishful thinking." Meow Meow couldn't support her limp body, so she simply fell into Guanglong's arms, "You've never looked at me squarely, look at me well." There was a pleading tone in his tone.

Guanglong was confused, how could he let go of the beauties. He was not drunk, and the anguish in his heart made him different from his usual sobriety. At the embarrassing moment, Fei Nan and the others were all immersed in their respective battlefields, and they had no time to take care of anything else. Guanglong looked at Meow Meow's seductive eyes, as well as her undulating chest, and the hand on Yu's shoulder dragged her steadily. When he heard that she hadn't looked at her properly, Guanglong froze, and at the same time felt a faint pain in his heart.

This poor woman, has she never looked at her properly? Is it Meow's silent infatuation or the ruthlessness of the Holy Messenger. This woman can give up everything, even life, for her love, and love is like all she has. But what did she get back? An unrelated person, a passerby in life. The happier she was, the more uncomfortable Guanglong became, and the stronger the guilt in her heart. How long can Guanglong hold on, and what else can be done for her.

Guanglong rubbed Meow's long soft hair lovingly, and looked at her seriously as she said. This feeling is very subtle, Guanglong clearly saw her own shadow in her slightly open eyes, she smiled with satisfaction, like a peach blossom with water, her heart was full of energy. Meow Meow happily snuggled up to Guanglong, enjoying the caresses, muttering to herself: "Don't wake up if you get drunk like this, ...... forever"

There was no cold stone room in front of him, and there was no fierce wine fighting in his ears, all of Guanglong's senses floated out of the clouds, and every breath of Meow Meow was implicated in Guanglong's heartbeat.

Everyone was drunk, and Guanglong woke up alone. He didn't know what the hell he had fallen into, and he stumbled into the mysterious party of spades by mistake, witnessing the most bizarre experience of his life. Guanglong only knew that Lao Wang's deliberate arrangement was unexpected, and if he couldn't get out of it, he would be trapped. Then his work is completely finished.

Guanglong drank bitterly alone, and he didn't know how much he drank.

In the end, Meow Meow fell asleep with a smile in Guanglong's arms. Guanglong also wandered into outer space, completely forgetting what he was doing. Until Fei Nan came over and asked Guanglong what he was smiling at.

Yes, what are you smirking at, Lao Wang's face is unrecognizable, it should be painful, why doesn't Guanglong have a sad mood? Could it be that things must be reversed, and some mental disorders after being extremely sad.

When Guanglong came to his senses, Fei Nan and the sick man were drinking and having fun. Looking at the roast chicken and grilled fish on the table, the fragrance came to the nose and attracted the index finger. Guanglong and Meowmeow's wine bowls have long been empty.

Fei Nan swallowed half of the wine fiercely, squeezed Guanglong and said: "I said that you don't have a long love for children, we have all drunk so much, can you do it?" He raised his eyebrows again, and his eyes squinted at the sick man. Guanglong understood in his heart, it turned out that he was pulling him to deal with the sick man.

Guanglong consciously poured a full wine bowl, calculating a catty. Judging from the time, it is very likely that they will drink more than Guanglong, and they will know a little bit about Fei Nan's fluttering appearance. Guanglong was worried, how much did you drink before you stopped, especially the sick man is still standing.

Fei Nan has almost played, it's time to watch Guanglong. At this time, if it weren't for Fei Nan, Guanglong would never have fought with others.

The sick man is old and frail, and he is also drunk. Guanglong picked up the wine glass and said, "Come to the master, I respect you." I have great admiration for your skill in the Mechanism, especially for those who have mastered the Mirror Array. Please forgive me for being reckless. ”

The sick man didn't want to drink it because he was embarrassed, but he couldn't bear Guanglong's flattery, so he said embarrassedly: "Where, where, the holy envoy is serious." The old man only plays occasionally. Laughed and took another big sip.

The sick man was refreshed, and he drank with Fei Nan. During the period, Guanglong and Feinan took turns to fight, and the sick man gradually became physically exhausted and drunk. Of course, this Guanglong drank a lot, and Fei Nan played to the limit.

Finally, the sick man couldn't support it, so he called the little man and said to them: "It's not okay to be old if you don't accept it, you can't compare to you." I'll have to rest for a while, you can continue, the future will be long. The old man is out of company. He bowed his hand politely, and then stumbled out of the side door with the help of the little servant.

Guanglong breathed a sigh of relief, this old man could drink, and he was about to vomit when he drank it. Guanglong smiled bitterly and patted Fei Nan on the shoulder, and finally put the old man on the table, it was the brothers who were invincible.

Fei Nan still picked up the unfinished wine bowl and said, "Come, let's drink." ”

Guanglong hurriedly excused himself and said: "Concubine Nan, you don't know how much I drink, today is a super long performance." You want to drink me to death. ”

Fei Nan said drunkenly: "It's rare for us to get together again, it's very fateful." Anyway, if you can't get out, it's better to have a good chat. ”

"Okay, what do you want to talk about? I lay down my life to accompany the gentleman. Guanglong smiled bitterly.

"Talk about life."

is really drunk, Fei Nan will actually talk about life with Guanglong. Guanglong wanted to hear what he had to say.

Fei Nan said: "Have you ever thought about your current situation? ”

Guanglong suddenly realized that Fei Nan was studying the escape plan while the sick man was not unconscious. Guanglong's mind was racing rapidly, and he said in midnight that he could take them away, but where was he now. Guanglong had no choice: "Fei Nan, are you talking about how to escape, let's hear it." ”

Fei Nan laughed miserably: "Escape? When did I say I wanted to get out of here? I mean, you really created the world? ”

Guanglong put on an invincible creator posture and said: "You also heard the words of midnight, I can't hide it, not only the pattern of the world, even you were created by me." ”

Fei Nan was not shocked, but smiled: "Do you really think of yourself as God?" Have you ever thought that it wasn't you who created the world, but the world who created you? ”

It's like the philosophical proposition of the chicken or the egg. What Fei Nan means is that it was not Guanglong's subjective ideas that created the world of the dead, but the objective existence of the world of the dead that influenced his judgment, and with preconceived concepts, he was inspired to create the world. Of course, the condition for the assumption to be true is that Guanglong traveled to this world beforehand, and then forgot about the crossing.

Guanglong was noncommittal, thinking in drunkenness and sobriety: he crossed into the two-dimensional world of the dead, not because of the chosen one, but because he had come a long time ago. It's just blurred in reality and work, and can't tell the difference between concepts?

Fei Nan continued: "We are just worlds of different dimensions, living in harmony. The lines you sketch may affect us, but they are all your latent selective memories that do not move the course of the world. If you want to influence the pattern and context of the world, you can only participate in it yourself. In my humble opinion, you think about it. ”

Guanglong wine has woken up for the most part, and Fei Nan's inference may be correct. That is to say, I and Lao Wang have been to the two-dimensional world, so we have the inspiration to paint the works? The answer is undoubted, Fei Nan, Xiaohua, zombies, and the party of spades all exist objectively, and Fenghua's death was purely accidental.

Fei Nan looked at the sleeping meow and said meaningfully: "This blind woman has a soft spot for you, if you don't believe that you can use her to investigate, you must get twice the result with half the effort." ”

Guanglong had mixed feelings, toasted Concubine Nan with a sip of wine, and persuaded: "I don't belong here after all." It's time to go home, and I'll have a way out. Looking at the sleeping meow, he felt faintly uneasy.

Fei Nan patted Guanglong on the shoulder and said, "Don't talk about it, brother, it is fate to meet in this life." Today we are not drunk and do not return. ”

In a foreign land, they had their own sad thoughts and told their hearts, and they never imagined that they would drink so much. Fei Nan's drunken words, listening to Guanglong, was even more like falling into a fog for five miles, and he couldn't figure out the pulse. Thinking of the connection between the work and reality, Guanglong felt irritable, and could only use wine to drown his sorrows. He felt like he was running out of wine for the rest of his life.

After drinking for a while, Fei Nan lay on the stone table and screamed, and finally fell asleep. Guanglong pushed him but didn't react, and he was getting drunk, watching the things in front of him spin at high speed, the more he turned, the more dizzy he became, I was afraid that he would fall as soon as he stood up. Guanglong lay on the table weakly, letting his strength be drained away by a trace, and his remaining consciousness gradually blurred.

Guanglong's eyes were blurred, the outline of Meow Meow became clearer and clearer, and her charming vermilion lips opened slightly, blowing out a light aroma mixed with wine. Guanglong's feelings were difficult to control, his brain was completely unconscious, and he only remembered to use the power of wine to put his mouth up......

When he woke up again, it was the second day, and Guanglong felt that it was. He struggled to open his sleepy eyes, only to feel a splitting headache, and the strength of the wine was full. The wine table was a mess, and I don't know how much food was wasted. He was wearing a warm coat, and Fei Nan on the opposite side was gone, thinking that he was looking for a room to sleep on, and he drank the most last night.

Guanglong was just about to stand up when he realized that he couldn't move his legs. Looking down, Meow Meow fell asleep on her pillow. The flush on her face dissipated, as soft as crystal, making people feel unconsciously excited. Guanglong vaguely remembered that he secretly kissed Meow Later, and then he didn't remember. You can't do anything out of the ordinary when you're drunk. Fortunately, both of them are dressed as before, even if they really have any bad thoughts, they can't do anything to her at that time.

Guanglong moved his upper body with a slight loss, and then gently changed the position of the meow head to relax the pressure of his legs. The heart said that you are still wearing such a revealing dress in the cold and freezing on this day, and you are not afraid of catching a cold.

It's not a place to sleep when it's cold around.,It's better to send Meow back to the room.,But where is the room?

Guanglong picked up Meow Meow and prepared to find a warmer place. Maybe the action alarmed Meow Meow, but she was a spirit, her eyes suddenly opened and she stared coldly, her body tensed, and at the same time, her hand also pinched Guanglong's neck.