Everyone looked at each other, and Qi felt bored for a while, drinking the wine in the wine gourd. At this time, Zeng Yuan and his party also returned to the thatched house, as well as the thin eight characters, sweet potato boys and a fox-faced old man, all carrying prey such as elk antlers and sheep on their shoulders.

"Oh, I've been here for so long, and it's the first time I've seen so many people, it's really the sun coming out of the west."

Seeing Mu Bai and the others, the fine eight characters were slightly stunned and blurted out.

The person who said that he was clever was also clever, but his mouth was broken, and he could clearly see that the atmosphere in front of him was a little embarrassing, but he had to be lively.

"That old man, what's the point of drinking by yourself, why don't you give our brother a sip. It was so cold, and my intestines were about to freeze. ”

Qi picked up the wine gourd and poured it into his mouth, smacked his lips, and squinted at the fine eight characters.

"With your little body, you can't drink my wine!"

"Hey, look down on us. Then what do you think of my brother, who has thick shoulders and a round waist, and may drink your wine?"

"Can't!"

"I said, you old man, why are you so stingy, we don't drink your wine for nothing. Have you seen it, this is the famous Silver Wing Tiger Weidan, I will exchange it with you, to ensure that you are satisfied, and that your wife is satisfied. Do you have grandchildren, old man, it doesn't matter, one, just one, you can have a son!"

was fooled by the thin eight characters, Qi Jinzi's rare old face blushed, and he looked up at Mu Bai.

"Why are you standing stunned? Why do you want to eat white food, take out all the wine in the car, and block the mouth of this sorghum stalk!"

Mu Bai held back his laughter, and hurriedly asked the two slaves to go back to the car and take down the wine, water, melons, fruits and other things. The two slaves were also very wise, and did not take the meat, but only two jars of good wine.

"The smell of bad wine is turbid, I hope you seniors don't dislike it!"

", the drinks in your Qianyuan Holy Land are all bad wine, and the people in the world can't drink horse urine!"

Qi Jinzi is obviously still angry because of Mrs. Wang's stinginess, and she is still angry, and she is also rushing to speak. He didn't care about him, he immediately poured himself a bowl and drank it, his eyes were shining, and he praised the good wine.

So, Mulan and Hong Wu were busy setting up a fire and grilling meat, Xingyun and Hu Mei'er also stepped forward to help, and soon several women started talking and laughing. Mu Lan naturally recognized Xingyun and Hu Mei'er a long time ago, and Zeng Yuan also knew it, but they just didn't break it.

The black, white, brown and gray four slaves stood still, and the rest of the men poured their bowls full of wine and drank them. After a while, Long Qichen also walked out of the thatched hut with a red face and begged for a drink. The silver-haired old woman was as if it was all right, and she was in charge with the women.

"Ah, it's fun, I'm here too!"

Qi Xiaozi's old face was thin and thin, but he didn't delay that it was all skin, very thick, so he put away the wine gourd, shrugged his nose and leaned up, and pretended to throw a bone to the old yellow dog, but the old yellow dog didn't ask for it.

Hong Wu was displeased, glared at Qi for a while, cut off a leg of mutton and sat on the threshold, a

The knife cut the meat and fed it to the old yellow dog.

The old yellow dog stretched out his leg and kicked the bone to Qi Jinzi, and then comfortably pillowed his head on Hong Wu's leg, and opened his mouth to eat the barbecue handed by Hong Wu, which was really enjoyable.

"It's really bad to go out, who am I offending me, and I don't even want to see the dog!"

Qi Xiao muttered quietly, it was really a tiger falling in Pingyang and being bullied by dogs, and the plucked phoenix was not as good as a chicken.

Mu Bai smiled dumbly and was speechless, and came to touch Qi for a while with a wine bowl. If it was in the past, Qi Zhanzi would definitely put on a "Who are you, do you know you" This kind of dick explosion-blown expression, and at this time, it can be said that he sees the truth between adversity, and he was moved to a handful of snot and old tears, and drank three bowls with Mu Bai in a row, and then reached out and grabbed the mutton and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Well, don't say it, it's not bad to have a tooth sacrifice"

After eating and drinking for a while, Mu Bai noticed that the silver-haired old woman would look at him from time to time. He didn't have the confidence to think that he was charming and old and young, it should have been something Long Qichen told her.

If you come to it, you will be safe, and it is useless to think too much, it is better to be happy, it is rare to reunite with so many friends.

Mu Bai served wine, clinked glasses with Zeng Yuan and others one by one, and said polite words. Zeng Yuan and the fine eight characters they all know it, they can see through it or not, but they are excited and happy in their hearts. Mu Lan smiled, greeted many women happily, and gave the silver-haired old woman a good hand, and the wrinkles on the face of the old woman gradually melted.

The old yellow dog is the most comfortable, pillowing the legs of the beauty, lying in the warm arms, basking in the warm sun, slightly closing the dog's eyes, opening the mouth to eat the crispy and delicious lamb leg meat, just someone poured a pot of wine for it. This didn't Mu Bai satisfied its imagination, and as soon as it entered its throat, the whole dog was about to float, and the drunken eyes passed Qiu Bo towards Mu Bai, and was woken up by a slap from Hong Wu, "Old Huang Mao, please pay attention to your expression!"

"Whew"

The old yellow dog sang loudly, so frightened that the little cashmere chickens quickly hid far away, and the little snake on the fence raised its head and spat out the letter, staring at the old yellow dog, thinking that it had disturbed their shaking of their heads.

This meal can be regarded as a happy one, and Qian Dezhong is also serving wine and meat, but his heart has been tense. These people and beasts in front of him seemed to be ordinary, but he knew that just the unlikable Qi Array and the second elder of the Demon Spirit Hall could swagger in the Qianyuan Holy Land.

Looking at the three holy sons calmly, I don't know if the ignorant are fearless, or the style of doing things is so graceful and atmospheric, in short, Qian Dezhong also has a sense of impressed by the three holy sons.

When the snow comes in the evening, a gust of cold wind blows, mixed with ice particles and snow ballast, and a long "woo" sound comes from the dense forest. Under the thatched house, the bonfire crackles and jumps, the cooked meat is steaming, and the sound of talking and laughing is transmitted to the distance, giving people a warm feeling of winter.

From night to dawn, Jing said some things about spring plowing and autumn harvest in the long days and short nights, and Qian Dezhong gradually let go of the vigilance in his heart, and drank so much that his tongue was knotted and he was dizzy. The black, white, brown and gray four slaves did not move at all night, and their bodies were covered with a layer

The snow was thick, but his eyes were still firm and powerful, always vigilant against all the breath of the Silver Frost Forest.

Before leaving, Hu Meier begged the Three Holy Sons to let her stay here. She is a fox, she does not belong to the red dust, she is a demon, and she is content to travel hand in hand with the Three Holy Sons. Mu Bai naturally knew what she meant, so he agreed to her and kept Xingyun behind.

It's normal to say that I'm going to the Holy Land to be the Three Holy Sons soon, and a few people will still be attached to a few women in Tanglin, so it's better to go to the Holy Land alone, there will always be a holy woman to accompany you.

Finally about to leave the Demon Spirit Palace, Qian Dezhong personally controlled Ying Long, whipped and drank, and the golden chariot was bathed in the rising sun, and galloped away in the direction of the sun.

(End of chapter)

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