forty-seven

She sat at the table, with an empty goblet in front of her, full of delicacies made with ingredients that Zhou Zhou had never seen.

Eyes swept over all the warm and cheerful faces, the cat demon held her chin and drank heavily, tonight was no longer elegant, and indulged once.

The same is true of elves, orcs, natural creatures, mages, and healers......

And herself.

The sound of wine and porcelain clashing was connected, and a flower demon flew in the air.

The flower demon was small, flying up and down in the air with a barrel in her arms, her translucent wings buzzing.

She raised her hand and raised the wine glass in front of the flower demon, and the afterglow glanced out of the window, and Zhou Zhou saw the pitch-black sky and the barren black-red land in the blurred afterglow.

The sound of her heart told him it was their blood.

Wait for the process of pouring the wine from the flower demon.

A young man beside her in a cloak with a wave pattern seemed to be drunk, and with a red face, he grabbed the musical instrument in his hand and stood on the table raising his wine glass, and his voice was unexpectedly full of vigor and brilliance:

"Friend, would you like to fight the fire with me?"

Everyone laughed, raised their wine glasses with him, and sang with him: "In this flying war!"

The strings of the troubadour's jade-colored instrument trembled at his fingertips, and he sang with joy:

"Don't take my arm......"

The glasses of the crowd clinked together: "Because they have hugged and kissed the most beautiful girl." ”

The troubadour's smile is revealed from the song: "Don't gnaw at my thighs......"

"Because they will go all over the rivers and lakes. And they drank all the wine from their glasses.

The troubadour stretched out his hand and pulled Zhou Zhou onto the table: "Please don't bite my neck." ”

She smiled, and everyone stood on the large table, "Because—"

"We're going to get through before dawn!"

......

It was night, the stars were full and the moon was full, and a thin man stood straight by the sparkling river, his hands behind his back, his slender and flexible fingers wrapped in his sleeves, and he couldn't see the movements clearly.

The shoulders of a man in the room suddenly flashed a dark blue fluorescence, and he opened his eyes in the darkness and sat on the bed with a blank face.

Zhou Zhou sat silently on the bed and thought about life.

What dream did I just have?

Why did I wake up all of a sudden?

Could it be that the legendary man has three urgency?

Frequent urination and urgency are not enough......

Besides, I don't feel that way at all right now.

Then Zhou Zhou forgot about the stubble in his dream.

Zhou Zhou lay back on the bed, picked up the quilt and covered himself tightly: no matter, go back to sleep.

After a while, there was a slow, regular snoring in the room.

"Whew-whew-whew-"

The Pavilion Chief: "......"

The pavilion chief moved his fingers and did it again.

Zhou Zhou's shoulders lit up again.

Zhou Zhou: "......"

Zhou Zhou rubbed his shoulders back and forth, what the hell? Why did I wake up again? He wiped it for a long time, and found that there was nothing.

"Yawn-" Zhou Zhou yawned: "Oh, I'm so sleepy......" Cover the quilt and continue to sleep.

The pavilion chief couldn't bear it anymore, and his head almost burst into green tendons, and in his heart, ten thousand divine beasts rode horses and galloped: How can this thing sleep? I can still fall asleep when I get up twice!

As soon as his fingers moved, the light on Zhou Zhou's shoulders this time was so bright that it directly turned Zhou Zhou up

g—bu—li

g — woke up.

Zhou Zhou stared in confusion: "Wow-hmm-" Mom, look, my shoulders are glowing!

Zhou Zhou lifted the quilt.

The pavilion chief thought she was awake and breathed a sigh of relief, this kind of technique is very laborious, okay?

Zhou Zhou silently pulled the quilt high to cover his head.

"Whew-whew-whew-"

A gust of wind blew, and the thin figure of the pavilion chief loomed in the mage's robe, looking lonely and helpless.

The pavilion chief couldn't help but snort lightly: "Tsk." ”

Zhou Zhou: "Whew-whew-"

Pavilion Chief [Cover your face]

Zhou Zhou was sleeping soundly, and suddenly felt someone next to him stretching out his hand, Zhou Zhouxin said that it wouldn't be a flower thief, right?

Then he grabbed his hand and tried to open his eyes to see the man. [Haven't woken up yet]

The "flower thief" was also strange, he didn't even struggle, he just picked up the candle lamp placed next to him and illuminated Zhou Zhou's face.

Zhou Zhou: "......"

Zhou Zhou hurriedly let go: "Oh, I'll go, pavilion chief, you don't sleep at night, what are you doing here? He knew how hard he had used it, and almost instantly attached a flame to his hand.

The pavilion chief withdrew his hand lightly, and the outrageously white wrist was marked by a red and purple burn.

Zhou Zhou was a little weak-hearted.

"Drinking?" he asked.

Zhou Zhouxin said: Can I say I don't drink?

Obviously not.

Zhou Zhou cautiously asked, "You're not sick, are you?"

Pavilion Chief: "......"

Pavilion Chief: "Do you want to drink?"

Zhou Zhou trembled and almost agreed.

No, no, I'm a pure man, how can I just give in to power?!

"Don't go!"

I, Zhou Zhou, just hit my head and die at the head of the bed, and I will not go by jumping from the stream of this living forest!

The pavilion chief smiled coldly: "If you don't go, I'll ......"

Zhou Zhou's throat moved up and down: Oh my God, what an evil smile this is.

“...... Strip you naked and hang it on the archway of the Zhenzhen Festival at the entrance of your village for people to watch!"

Zhou Zhou was frightened, oh my God, what an evil person this is! He could actually say such terrible words! He said to the pavilion chief with a complicated face: "My family lives in a villa, and there is no archway of chastity at the gate. ”

The pavilion chief was so mad by him that he said angrily: "I'm letting you drink and not letting you drink medicine! You can't care about such a trivial matter! What are you doing with me to show off your wealth? In a word, go, or don't go?!"

Zhou Zhou's face was complicated: "But what you said is like Pan Jinlian feeding medicine to Wu Dalang, so can I go......" He looked weakly at the pavilion chief's darkening face, his liver was trembling, and he didn't dare to continue.

Zhou Zhou's eyes closed and he gritted his teeth: "Go." "It smells so good.

I felt like my shattered rituals were beckoning to me......

Tingchang let out a sigh: "You didn't have to do this earlier, it's really hard." ”

......

The pavilion chief threw the wine jar in his hand up to the highest cliff, and went to the top of the mountain with the help of his toes.

Zhou Zhou applauded him below: "I usually can't see it." ”

The muscle lines are particularly obvious during exercise, and the beauty of strength and violence is fully reflected.

Zhou Zhou looked at the cliff that was basically inclined at a hundred and twenty degrees, and silently manipulated the wind blade to send himself up.

When he went up, he was still a little blushing, after all, his approach was really LOW compared to the pavilion chief.

The pavilion chief tore off the red cloth wrapped on the wine jar and threw it down the cliff.

Zhou Zhou pulled his neck and glanced at it: "Is it still pear blossom stuffed twilight cloud burning?"

The expression on the pavilion chief's face was a little unclear: "No." ”

"It's not my wine. ”

Zhou Zhou was even more curious: "What?"

The pavilion chief did not answer, but chanted a poem: "Qingyun takes the white moon and drinks, and the snow presses the plum blossom crumbs." He said a little awkwardly: "It's not my wine, that person is too troublesome, and you have to chant her poems to drink her wine." ”

The mouth was disgusted, but he still said it very seriously: "This is the creation of the spring dew season of a year, and the achievement of the spring dew season is the same." ”

Next, the pavilion chief's voice was a little smaller, and he seemed to be really embarrassed by this line: "In front of the drizzle that year, I knocked on the window, and I saw him as if he was looking at the wind and dust, and this wine was 'red dust'." ”

Zhou Zhou sighed in his heart when he heard it, he was a literary and artistic coquettish, a young man.

Zhou Zhou smiled and said to the pavilion chief, "What do you think I'm doing?"

Pavilion Chief: "Follow the rules, after all, I drank other people's wine." ”

Zhou Zhou immediately got up: "I don't drink." "Let me compose poetry, then you might as well let me die!

The pavilion chief instantly sank his face and snorted coldly: "Sit down!"

Zhou Zhou's spineless legs were weak and he collapsed directly to the ground.

Pavilion Chief: "It's okay to follow what I said, you have to drink today's wine!"

Zhou Zhou wants to cry without tears: I hate literary and artistic youth the most.

Zhou Zhou said sincerely: "I can't chant poetry, can I sing a song?"

Pavilion Chief: "Sing." ”

Zhou Zhou suddenly regretted it, thinking that it was too late for him to say that he was just casually talking at this time......?

"Happy Birthday to You ~ Birthday ......"

When the pavilion chief heard this, he clenched his fists, feeling that since he met Zhou Zhou, he was angry more than he had been in the previous year: "Zhou Zhou, do you want to fight so much?"

Zhou Zhou immediately switched to another tune, this tune is much better, it has a literary and artistic style, and it also has a famous name:

"Golden Bottle Plum" [...... learned from the Demon Realm]

The pavilion chief's eyes, which were always half-open and half-closed, were round, and he was so angry that he used deep breaths to suppress his anger, but it turned out that anger became more and more vigorous the more he pressed it.

Soon after......

"me!Spare me!!I'm wrong, I don't dare anymore!!"

I heard a terrible and terrible shout, and the sound wave shook the forest, and the sound of achievement almost raised the entire forest.

Zhou Zhou is almost a butterfly: It's better to compose a poem...... After learning 300 Tang poems, it's better to write one casually......

The pavilion chief hurriedly covered Zhou Zhou's mouth: "What are you doing? Don't you know it's night?

Zhou Zhou Chunliang's eyes blinked, and the pavilion chief let go of his hand when he saw that he was still obedient.

Zhou Zhou asked, "Really?"

"Of course. ”

Zhou Zhou smiled shyly, and for some reason, the pavilion chief suddenly had a bad premonition.

I saw this thing sitting cross-legged on the ground, and the next moment he took a deep breath, and then opened his mouth wide:

"Ah————h

The pavilion chief urgently conjured an earbud to plug his ear, and his expression was complicated: Could this be what humans say...... Wake up?

After Zhou Zhou finished howling, he continued to blink and look at the pavilion chief.

A drop of cold sweat fell from the pavilion chief's forehead: "Zhou Zhou...... Can't you just be quiet for a while......"

Zhou Zhou was well-behaved: "Yes, you let me go to sleep." ”

The pavilion chief groaned in his heart: "Are you still thinking about sleeping?"

Zhou Zhou [Hee Hee]

The pavilion chief was about to be made to cry, and he finally understood that this thing was a bear, not a fake bear, but a real bear.

He thought to himself, you forced me to do this. He stretched out his hand with a sad face, there was a hidden air flow swirling between his fingers, and after a few complicated and strange gestures, Zhou Zhou sensitively saw that the handprint he pinched was the same as the basic couple configuration for Qing Huan that day.

Zhou Zhou: "......"

Zhou Zhou hurriedly coughed embarrassedly: "Actually, it's just a bear......"

"Just kidding, kidding. "He snorted haha.

After a toss, this time it can be regarded as drinking. [Pavilion Chief: That's right, I'm going to drink with him too!]

Zhou Zhou had to give in under the authority of the pavilion chief.

"Qin Huai sings all over the place, and the eight Yan are famous for the autumn color......"

"In the middle of the cup, singing and dancing are flowing, and the scenery is not worried. A new song, a pot of wine, a glimpse of the light across the sleeves of the flowers......"

After a song, the pavilion chief calmly took off the earbuds, and Zhou Zhou's face turned red: Why didn't he sing when he died......?

Pentatonic incompleteness.

The pavilion chief scalded a pot of wine, raised his arms and poured it slowly into the porcelain bowl prepared in advance, and the clear wine sparkled under the full moon, making a crisp sound.

"Naw. He handed the wine in his hand to Zhou Zhou.

Zhou Zhou smelled it, the aroma of the wine was very strong, but it was unexpectedly not too scorching, and it was not at all different from Duyun Yao.

He took a sip and felt the rich wine bloom on his taste buds, and he sighed: "The feeling of drinking red wine." "The feeling of luxury.

The pavilion chief chuckled lightly and took a sip: "I heard her say that my wine is too strong, and most girls won't like it, but it is loved by girls like that kind of light and mellow." ”

"That's pretty good. ”

Zhou Zhou choked on a sentence and a sip of wine in his throat, choking on a mouthful, and his face was red.

He slowed down for a long time and found that the pavilion chief didn't show any signs of wanting to hit people, so he said carefully: "...... I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hide it from you. He didn't ask the pavilion chief how he found out? get along day and night, and he didn't have to deliberately hide it, one day he will miss the horse's feet, and besides, he is such a smart person, he can see it himself, can't he?

The first thing is to apologize first, they are all comrades-in-arms side by side, and it really hurts to hide it.

The pavilion chief shrugged: "It doesn't matter. ”

"Actually, I'm not usually a sentimental person, but I've been going on a little bit lately, so I'm just looking for you for a drink and talking alone. ”

Zhou Zhou drank silently and did not speak.

The pavilion chief toasted him: "Do you have someone you like?"

Zhou Zhou drank the wine in his cup: "Not yet." "I used to have it, but then I found out that people simply regarded him as a good buddy, and he didn't have that kind of mind.

Pavilion Chief: "What do you think of Qinghuan?"

Zhou Zhou was actually quite sharp when he didn't commit two crimes, and he immediately found the point: "You like him, why do you ask me how he is?"

He shook his head, "Leave it alone. He didn't wonder why Zhou Zhou knew what he thought about Qing Huan.

He's very obvious, and only Qing Huan is still ignorant.

Zhou Zhou smacked his lips and stopped talking.

The pavilion chief has his own measure.

After all, the most commendable thing about a mage, especially an archmage, is a calm head and steady hands.

The pavilion chief is so good, there is no reason.

Either you think it clearly, or you understand the truth, but you just can't let it go.

Neither of these needs Zhou Zhou, and for them it is equivalent to a toddler.

The pavilion chief may just be there for small talk.

"Don't complain about Qinghuan, although he did go too far today. ”

Well...... may still come to persuade him to be a peacemaker.

Zhou Zhou was looking forward to how the pavilion chief's poisonous tongue and black belly would be a peacemaker: "Uh-huh, isn't this you?"

The pavilion chief pursed his lips: "I can't beat him." ”

Zhou Zhou's expression was like being struck by lightning.

The pavilion chief was amused by him, and after laughing enough, he continued the next sentence: "But he may have to sleep for a while recently." ”

"After all, it's his father, he can't take the blow, it's normal. ”

Zhou Zhou was shocked: Isn't he a little lover or a big brother?

The pavilion chief blinked, looked at Zhou Zhou's face and laughed twice: "Otherwise, why do you think you are so noisy, Qinghuan didn't come to take a look." ”

Zhou Zhou: "......" Zhou Zhou suddenly thought of what his brain made up during the day...... Well......

Father...... Zhou Zhou silently switched the little yellow mosquito he brought in during the day to the father-son channel, and he was instantly chilled by himself: "Terrible ......"

When the pavilion chief poured the wine, he found that it was gone, so he simply opened another jar, squinted his eyes, and said, "There is only one seed in the tree of life, and it withered long before the elves migrated. ”

"Do you know why the elves are electing the king?"

Zhou Zhou didn't know.

"Why do you think the tree of life is so delicate, but the elves are not extinct?" he said in a mocking tone.

He chuckled, speaking of unrelated, but inextricably linked: "Their royal family is in a single lineage, and each descendant can perfectly accept the fusion of the heart of nature. ”

Zhou Zhou grasped one word: the heart of nature.

"The heart of nature is capable of giving birth to the tree of life, with the help of the life of the parasite. ”

"When the tree of life leaves the parasite, it is also the time of his death. ”

The pavilion chief leaned slightly against the moss-covered stone next to him: "That's why I don't like the elves. ”

"Be cunning and unjust, and then it will be bad for the better. ”

But he was willing. ”

"I don't see anybody, no one remembers what he did. ”

"Snort. ”