The air was filled with the smell of wine, and Tangning let out a long sigh.

Garan leaned lazily against her and grinned, "Leave it alone. ”

Xie Xuan's wine is worthy of being called drunk, and his drunkenness is really like a long life. The experiences of my childhood emerge vividly.

Jia Lan whispered softly in Tang Ning's ear: "I have a secret, even Ah Yan doesn't know. ”

The blue flame in the jar was amazingly bright, and the sound of humming a little song suddenly stopped. As if hearing its own name, it flew out and spun around twice, but in the blink of an eye, it fell back into the wine with a childlike sound.

Jia Lan smiled low and asked Tang Ning, "You say, do I want to tell you or not?" ”

Tang Ning frowned.

What a strange question.

His secrets, if he wants to tell, he will say it; If you don't want to say it, then don't say it, why ask her?

Tang Ning said: "You are really drunk. ”

Garan smiled and said softly, "Don't you want to know at all?" ”

Tang Ning moved away from him: "I don't want to." ”

There was a faint sound of heartbeat in the wind, and I don't know whose it was.

Seeing that she wanted to get up, Jia Lan raised his hand, wrapped his arms around her waist, and pulled her back: "I really want to tell you." ”

Tang Ning's breath was chaotic.

His face was already close at hand.

The beautiful amber pupils, like glass, reveal a fragile sense of fragility.

He lowered his head, leaned close to her, and whispered in her ear, "Tang Luzhi not only stole my demon power, but also stole my father's corpse. ”

At this moment, his voice didn't seem to be a little drunk.

Tang Ning was stunned, pushed him away, and asked, "You mean, Tang Luzhi killed your father?" ”

Lying on the flower, she closed her eyes, smiled, and did not speak again.

Drunkenness seems to have turned into sleepiness.

Ah Yan in the wine jar also stopped moving.

This sea of flowers, the crows are silent, and even the wind has stopped.

Downing lay beside him, looking at the sky with his eyes open. Gray color, like melted graphite. She watched quietly for a moment, then sat up from the floor and reached out to knock over the jar in front of her.

A blue lump, rolling out of it.

The drink seeped into the floor and disappeared in an instant.

Tang Ning got up and left, looking for a group of little boys in black. They looked even more sluggish than they had been a few days ago.

Back in the house, the young man in green shirt who was wiping his sword immediately greeted him: "Eh, why is it so drunk?" He covered his nose and frowned at Ah Yan.

"What kind of monster is this?"

"Spirits are fine?" No matter how drunk the drunkard is, I'm afraid he doesn't smell like this heavy smell of alcohol, Meng Yuanji raised his hand and fanned the wind, beckoning Tang Xin in the distance to open the window wider.

He is not afraid of life at all, and he is not a person at all.

Tang sneered and pushed the window sash open to let the wind in.

The little boys in black "snapped" and threw Ah Yan on the table.

It was so drunk that it whimpered in a daze.

Meng Yuanji said: "Like the dog I raised when I was a child, the sound it makes after eating and drinking enough." ”

He sniffed and suddenly said, "This wine...... There seemed to be something odd...... "Just smelling it, he was a little drunk."

Half a step back, Meng Yuanji looked at Tang Ning, blinked and said, "Don't you think?" ”

Tang Ning frowned suspiciously.

No matter how strong Xie Xuan's wine is, it won't make people get drunk when they smell it, right?

But when she looked at Meng Yuanji and Tang Xin, it seemed that something was really wrong.

Two teenagers, one tall and one short, were half a head out and squeezed to the window for a long breath.

Meng Yuanji gently hit Tang Xin with his elbow and said, "Your sister, her eyes are amazing, but her nose doesn't seem to be very bright." ”

Tang Xin was silent, not even looking at him.

Meng Yuanji said: "In this place, except for the group of strange villains who look exactly the same, there are only us." I can't get out left and right, how good it is for you and me to talk together. ”

and do not speak with money.

Meng Yuanji patted his face, looked out the window and continued, "Have you ever been to Xiling?" At this time, there will be snow in Xiling. ”

The weather in Leizhou is sometimes as hot as summer.

He said: "I don't know if I have the life to go back to Xiling." ”

Tang Xin finally opened his mouth: "But someone is waiting for you to go back in Xiling?" ”

Meng Yuanji said: "Of course! He raised his hand and counted finger by finger, "My father, my mother, my cousin, my uncle, and ......."

After a pause, he clenched his fists and smiled, "What about you?" Is there anyone waiting for you? ”

Tang Xin looked back in the direction where Tang Ning was and said in a low voice, "Maybe there is, maybe not." ”

Meng Yuanji's bandaged hand was gently placed on the window lattice, and he said, "How did you recognize that fox?" ”

Tang Xin said: "What does this have to do with you?" ”

Meng Yuanji smiled, put down his hand, and said, "People and monsters, it's better to stay away." ”

His face was full of pride, and he pointed to the sword on his back: "This is an admonition from the demon slayer. ”

When Tang Xin heard this, his face remained unchanged, and he said coldly: "In this case, why don't you get rid of the demon?" ”

Meng Yuanji touched the bridge of his straight nose, coughed and said, "The time has not come." ”

Tang Xin stared at the long sword behind him, and said faintly: "I don't think you dare." ”

Meng Yuanji slowly lowered his hand and said leisurely: "You saw through it." ”

He leaned against the wall and said, "That fox is not drunk. What's more, I don't want to kill demons either. ”

Tang Xin sneered and turned to leave.

Meng Yuanji shouted behind him, "You just want me to kill these monsters? ”

Tang Xin's expression changed.

This useless demon slayer, the guy who sells dog meat on a sheep's head, why does he have a mouth?

He patiently did not answer, and continued on his way.

Garan had opened his eyes.

At midnight, two talking little boys in black appeared in front of them. Under the light, the faces of the two little boys looked very pale.

This paleness, much like Xie Xuan's appearance, is almost transparent.

Two people, one on the left and one on the right, stand side by side.

On the left, he said: "Lord Impermanence." ”

On the right, he said, "Yes, please." ”

On the left, he said, "Lord Garan." ”

The face on the right was expressionless, with a round face, and then said, "Go to the meeting." ”

Half a sentence, another half a sentence, it's really weird.

Along the way, the two little boys kept staring at Jia Lan's hand.

He lifted it up and looked at it, and the wound was completely unfelt. The wine seemed to numb his sense of pain.

Approaching their destination, the little boys in black held hands and retreated.

Jia Lan saw Xie Xuan under the porch.

He sat on the stone steps and looked at it with dark eyes: "I heard that little monster named Ah Yan is drunk?" ”

Garan stood in the darkness of the Dorei Division and nodded.

Xie Xuan laughed: "I know that whoever drinks my wine will get drunk." The thick night fog behind him was the dead air of the ruins, and no matter how hearty his laughter was, it could not dispel a single point.

He laughed for a long time before he said slowly, "Fox, I have gone back to the book of life and death. ”