At night, it was still the same reception room, still the seat on the upper right.

Zou Feng stood in front of Xue Hua's seat, his eyebrows fluttering, and he pulled the anecdote of Chonghua Peak that he heard from He Cheng, Xue Hua listened silently, and finally waved his hand to stop Zou Feng from taking out the gift list given to He Cheng:

"That's it, go out and help me call Xu Chang and Zhang Xiaoyan over."

She looked at the gift list with a look in her eyes that was quite a little tired, the gifts on it were nothing more than a few elixirs and a few ores, the number was not much, the value was not large, and she would give it away, but the act of eating and taking cards was annoying in itself.

Zou Feng said: The young man named He Cheng who left last is likely to be Gongsun Hanli's minister under the skirt, there is no harm in stammering, and there is a hidden danger if he does not stutter.

Think about how Meng Yanjun came out of Qin, how Xinlingjun stole talismans to save Zhao, how Qu Zi was exiled from Sanlu Doctor,、、、、、、 some people don't accept Balabala who can't do it diligently.

"Anything else?"

She was a little surprised, not to retreat, not to be very efficient but always only do what she could do.

"This, that,"

Zou Feng was a little entangled, it was not his own business, but the hot head that he promised others after being put on a few high hats. Now, my brain is warming up, and I don't know where to start.

"If you want to say it, my time is precious." Later, I will go to another world to check in and help His Majesty's believers have a happy life.

Seeing that Xue Hua's tone was really chasing customers, Zou Feng was no longer entangled, and said:

"That's right, Song Yang said that he had something important to tell him face-to-face, and he was afraid that you wouldn't allow it, so"

"Has his punishment been announced?"

Zou Feng replied nervously: "Announced, the proclamation posted two hours ago." ”

In order to help Song Yang and drag not to make a statement?

They are not close friends, and even if he has a deep relationship with Song Yang to that extent, he will not do such a thing that can obviously make people grab pigtails.

"Then let him come, after I met Xu Chang and Zhang Xiaoyan." All the punishments have been punished, and there is no need to be too harsh.

Anyway, can't Song Yang come to see him by himself? If you have to let someone deliver the message, I, Xue Hua, am not a devil.

"Why don't you meet Senior Sister Xu and Senior Brother Zhang before they arrive, he should have already arrived at this time."

Xue Hua's divine sense was released, and Song Yang really came from the corner of the cafeteria not far away, she glanced at Zou Feng strangely, and wanted to ask him: Do you two have telepathy?

"Then let him in."

Zou Fenglang responded "yes", very happy, and opened the door and went out.

After a while, Song Yang walked in.

Xue Hua said to this person who mistakenly thought that she would be mature and stable because of her old appearance and reliable conversation:

"Sit, what do you want me to say?"

Song Yang was still so old and steady, with no apprehension on his face, he sat down in the lower left position as he said, and took out a pot of wine from the space bag and put it on the small table in front of him.

The white and transparent flask is a work of art, with no pattern on the body, and a refreshing aroma of wine overflows from the slender spout and spreads rapidly in this spacious reception room, encroaching on every corner of the room.

"Senior Sister Xue, the junior brother was confused and did something wrong for a while, how are you going to punish the junior brother for admitting it.

However, there is a reason why the junior and the younger brother will do foolish things. ”

So? What is the reason for this?

"Then you can go on as you are," Xue Hua said in a deep voice, frowning.

The taste of wine is strange, very fragrant, sweet and tempting, but she has always been the person who is most tired of the smell of alcohol.

"What the junior brother is going to talk about next is a major matter related to the safety of Baiyun Peak, worry"

Xue Hua intercepted the conversation: "Don't worry, the soundproof formation has been opened." ”

The soundproof formation is on, and it's good.

Song Yang, who was beating around the bush, finally got to the point:

"Thanks to Senior Sister Xue's wrong love, the junior brother was able to rank first among the blue-shirted disciples, but the junior brothers and sisters are all handsome, and I don't know how many things are better than me.

I know that I am weak in virtue and talent, but I love power, and while trembling to do what you command, senior sister, while guarding against challenges from all sides, I am physically and mentally exhausted for a long time.

At this moment, a resourceful and well-cultivated gray-clothed disciple came into my sight, and he not only helped me with various affairs, but also brought me a lot of fun. ”

He paused when he said "fun", looked at the reaction on Xue Hua's face, and as expected, he couldn't see any expression.

In his eyes: Senior Sister Xue is not cold, but she is the most ruthless, and it is rare to see her being affected by something.

It seemed that it was expected that he did not receive a question, so Song Yang played with the white and transparent wine jug, and continued:

"The pleasure is nothing else, it's wine.

A mouth-watering wine that can be placed quietly in the corner, uncorked and filled the room.

If the incense overflows outside, it will cause passers-by to smell the fragrance and get drunk, or reminisce about the past, or think about the future.

The scene they describe in their minds is clear, natural and vibrant, as if it is real but not illusory.

And he drank the wine and fell asleep.

In my dream, it was as if there was a new life, the air there was sweet and fragrant, the people there were carefree and their wishes came true, and the scenery there was beautiful everywhere, like the fairyland that monks and other monks dreamed of.

After drinking a few times, my relationship with the gray-clothed disciple grew stronger, but I would obey all his requests from the bottom of my heart, even if reason told me it was not reasonable.

Whenever I have a moment to spare, I can't help but want to drink, and I can't drink it, I don't feel uncomfortable drinking, and I feel comfortable all over my body when I drink it.

And since I couldn't live without that kind of wine, the gray-clothed disciple no longer treated me as respectful and generous as before, exchanging a pot of wine for a spirit stone or doing something for him.

Just to drink that wine, now I am empty, when he dangled the pot of wine and asked me to test the strength of Jukeqing, I agreed without thinking about it.

Originally, I thought that Senior Sister, you were as focused on cultivation as Master and ignored mundane affairs, and I could fool the past here, but"

"Hmph, human beings, it's too fast to go from being obsessed with ghosts to repenting, there must be fraud!" The elf unintentionally mixed a sentence.

Its attention is not on the other, it busily moves from the liner sleeve to the tunic sleeve, from the tunic sleeve to the liner sleeve, and from the liner to the tunic.

After going back and forth I don't know how many times, it fell into deep doubts about meow, just like humans say, does this meow have to hide in his sleeve for the rest of his life?

But the air outside was so filthy, and the eyes of the creatures that fell on it were so dazzling, as if the whole world was full of malice towards it!

"Uh-huh, I know." Xue Hua nodded in his heart and looked at Song Yang:

"So what?"

The bad guy has fled after committing the crime, and there is no way to prove it, but I was really wronged. - Xue Hua thought he would say this.

But things turned out a little unexpectedly:

Song Yang stood up suddenly, grabbed the wine jug on the small table and threw it to the ground, accompanied by a crisp sound of "ping pong", the wine jug shattered to the ground.

The wine in the pot was poured on the ground and quickly evaporated, the smell of wine in the air became more and more fragrant, and Song Yang's smoky face was flushed as if he was drunk.

He took a bloody and dripping head from the space bag and threw it on the floor, the corners of his mouth pulling a strange arc:

"So, in order not to let this cancer continue to plague Baiyun Peak, I have already killed him."