Chapter 723: Drinking is a mistake after all

Zi Ye fell into deep thought, this was his only chance to turn the tables, he wanted to capture Zhiyunxi and then explore the secret of the treasure hidden by the primeval spirit jade, with an inexhaustible treasure, he wanted to rebuild the Imperial Soul Sect just around the corner.

The primeval spirit jade is tied to the secret of the primeval treasure, and Zhi Yunxi wears the primeval spirit jade on his wrist. Zi Ye silently read this information in his heart, and his gaze became fanatical and paranoid.

He looked down at An Shaobai, and then said, "The deity always thinks that you will be bad, and after thinking about it, the deity decided that it would be good for him to sneak into the palace by himself." ”

"You let me go first!" An Shaobai roared.

Zi Ye smiled indifferently, brought An Shaobai together, and then jumped with both feet, and flew towards the dense forest, bypassing countless intertwined trees, the two came to an extremely secret place, continued to pick up the bushes, and a hole behind the dense trees was revealed.

Ziye unceremoniously lifted An Shaobai into the cave, and there was still a person locked in the hole, compared to An Shaobai, that person was even more embarrassed, and the meridians were broken on his wrist, which was really a way to turn people into wasters.

That person was none other than Minglan.

It is said that such a time will be encountered in the dark. Minglan left the palace in a lost spirit, standing on a noisy street corner, he intuitively felt that the world was big but he didn't know where to go, as if his heart had been lost, and the empty body was just a walking corpse.

At that moment, he just wanted to get drunk and never wake up, maybe only then could he forget the heavy boredom and loneliness that filled his heart, so he never indulged himself in the wine, he resolutely stepped into the tavern, and this drink, he was drunk and staggered.

Whether wine is a good thing or not, he doesn't know, he only knows that the spicy spicy sip of it gushes into tears and hurts.

Walking out of the tavern, it was already the time when the moon hung lonely in the sky, the stars were few, the moonlight was faint, he stumbled on the empty street corner, more and more lost his soul, his eyes in the night wind overflowed with tears, hot, and each one was heartbroken.

The loneliness around him made him collapse several times, he just wanted to escape from the loneliness that made him breathless, he ran out of the city like crazy, and the more he ran, the more crazy he became, until he fell on the rough stone ground in the suburbs, and the pain hit, he cried out loud.

His head was chaotic and tingling, and his nerves were numbed by drunkenness, and he was too sluggish to do it, and just as he let himself get drunk in the wilderness, there was a sudden sound of footsteps overhead.

"Minglan?" A slightly unexpected voice came.

He opened his eyes with a splitting headache, and saw the shadows of two people faintly in the silence of the night.

A voice asked disdainfully, "Who is this?" ”

The person who called him by name just now suddenly said in a cold tone, "Let's catch it first." ”

In this way, he was subdued with almost no room to fight back, and in the chaos, he probably understood what had happened, but it was too late to regret it.

For the first time in his life, he was drunk, but he still made a mistake.

Minglan was picked on the meridians, and the smell of wine in his body dissipated, and at this moment he was only left with weakness soaked in cold sweat. He heard the sound of someone entering the cave, and couldn't help but raise his head with difficulty, his weak eyes were a little blurred, and it wasn't until An Shaobai was thrown nearby that he could see the appearance of the two clearly.

He looked at An Shaobai with a blank look, An Shaobai he knew, the Luoan monarch who wanted to marry the princess of his family, he had seen him a few times, and at that time he was just a prince who was scheming.

"What do you want to do?" Minglan was in too much pain, and his voice was empty.

(End of chapter)