"Heavenly Master."

Mr. Mei called out helplessly.

Since he started eating hot pot, Tianmiao has not fallen, and he has always climbed over the wall.

He didn't even know how the Pavilion Master of Tianyin Pavilion could have such a problem.

Daoist Qingyuan was originally tense, but when he saw Mr. Mei's attitude, he also relaxed.

"Daoist don't be nervous." Mr. Mei glanced at Daoist Qingyuan and explained with a smile, "This is my neighbor, the master who teaches students the rhythm of music, Tian Miao. ”

Qingyuan Dao Chang was stunned, he was very unfamiliar with Tian Miao, but he was not unfamiliar with this name.

"It turned out to be the Heavenly Pavilion Lord."

A good Tianyin Pavilion master, a sect master who uses music to control beasts, why did he run to Kunwu Academy and climb the wall?

"I'm sorry, I didn't know that Mr. Mei had a guest, so I'm bothering."

Although he was talking about it, he still told Yu Sheng to move the chair to himself.

"However, I brought Xue Lihong today, thanks to Mr. Juzheng's forbearance and love."

"Mr. Ju Zheng was deceived by you. That's the good wine he buried under the plum tree for three years! ”

Mr. Mei could almost imagine how heartbroken and regretful he would be when Mr. Juzheng came to his senses.

In the future, it is estimated that a sign will have to be erected at the gate of the courtyard - Tianmiao and dogs are not allowed to enter.

"How can you say that you have won it openly?"

Tian Miao smiled slightly, the appearance of the immortal was too deceptive.

Daoist Qingyuan sighed again, the Tianyin Pavilion Lord was really very different from the rumors.

"I wonder if it's possible to drink alcohol for a long time?" Tian Miao had no idea that the person set up for him by Tianyin Pavilion had collapsed over the years.

Daoist Qingyuan only smiled and nodded: "A few drinks, it's okay." ”

What kind of wine is red in the snow, he has never heard of.

However, when Tianmiao opened the wine jar and smelled the aroma of wine mixed with the smell of red plums, Daoist Qingyuan only felt refreshed.

This wine is fragrant, even a person like Qingyuan Daochang, who is not addicted to alcohol, can't help but want to drink it.

Mr. Mei was also attracted to Xue Lihong, but he was still reasonable.

"Master Tianzi, are you sure that Mr. Xia Juzheng will not come over?"

Mr. Mei couldn't bear to bring the wine jar over and fill himself with a glass.

Mr. Ju Zheng is a literati and loves elegance.

The jars he uses to make his wine are very beautiful, but they are also very small and delicate.

A pot of wine is only a pound or two taels.

How much can this person share?

"Probably not, it's still snowing outside, the road is too slippery, Mr. Juzheng is old, and it is inconvenient to walk."

Meaning, he can't find it.

Li Duan: It's heart-piercing!

The corners of Mr. Mei's mouth twitched, and finally he drank with a clear conscience.

"This pot is really interesting if you eat it more."

Tian Miao drank a glass of wine and ate a lot of dishes before sighing.

Mr. Mei and Daoist Qingyuan glanced at each other, and they didn't know how to answer.

Because of Tian Miao's arrival, Mr. Mei was not sure of Daoist Qingyuan's intentions, so he didn't take the initiative to ask.

It was Qingyuan Dao Chang, after he was full of wine and food, he mentioned: "I don't know what Mr. Mei thinks of this battle between Dayan and the Northern Underworld?" ”

Mr. Mei was stunned: "Beiming is on a par with Dayan, this winter is extremely cold, I haven't come down the mountain much, but I don't know what the battle situation is now." ”

What he meant was that the combat power of Beiming and Dayan was comparable, and even if they fought, it would have little impact on the entire world pattern.

Since there will be no chaos in the world, there will be no big problem.

Daoist Qingyuan glanced at Mr. Mei meaningfully.

Did he really think so?