Tang Shoudao was worried in his heart, and he didn't know if he had forgiven himself in his dream.

"Dreams! I'm coming to you for a drink, to the Manhattan Teahouse. Tang Shoudao said for thousands of miles.

Wine is a means for these two strangers to miss their hometown, a unique way to pour out their sorrows. When the spicy liquor entered the throat and a hint of fragrance appeared, a feeling of nostalgia quietly flowed between the two.

Tang Shoudao waited in the teahouse, not knowing if the dream would come, Fet's tea smelled earthy, but Tang Shoudao sipped it with interest, as if the bitterness had turned into the sweetness of waiting for a friend.

A person suddenly came to the door of the teahouse, blocking the light. For a while, the teahouse was dark, but under some special force, the light gathered again, driving away the darkness in the teahouse. Tang Shoudao discovered early on that unless a special technique was used, the light of this Fet was everywhere, and no matter what physical method was used, it would not be able to stop the penetration of the light.

Although Tang Shoudao turned his back to the teahouse, he smiled wisely. The door was really a dream, and the dream walked to the teahouse to the opposite side of Tang Shoudao, snorted coldly, sat down, and said, "You prodigal son, do you still have the face to see me?" ”

Tang Shoudao smiled bitterly and said softly: "Dream, don't be like this, if you want to beat or scold, it's all up to you!" ”

A smile appeared in Meng's eyes and said, "Is this true? ”

Tang Shoudao looked like a strong man was generous and righteous, and said, "Please!" ”

Meng Gao raised his palm, Tang Shoudao closed his eyes, and he didn't use his mana on his face, so he was going to accept this palm alive.

Meng's palm lightly landed on Tang Shoudao's face, seemingly raised high, but in fact it was more intimidating. Meng smiled: "You are my sweetheart, I am not willing to beat you." After speaking, he pinched Tang Shoudao's face.

Tang Shoudao opened his eyes, his face was flushed, and he said angrily: "Meng, don't pick in the future. Tease me, or I'll be a prodigal son again! ”

Dream also knew that he couldn't go overboard, so he put away his smile at the moment, sighed leisurely, and said, "Shoudao, we've been here for more than a year, right?" ”

Tang Shoudao also sighed, the brilliance in his hand flashed, several wine bottles appeared in his hand, and Tang Shoudao handed a bottle of wine to Meng.

Meng smiled: "There is no good food without good wine." With a wave of his hand, a colorful light flashed, and a table of dishes suddenly appeared on the table, some of which were steaming.

When you reach the righteous god, you can conjure things with energy, so a mere meal is not as simple as a dream of being a true god.

Tang Shoudao had a great appetite, a sip of wine and a mouthful of food, and he was very happy to eat, but this homesickness faded a little.

After five flavors of food and three rounds of wine, Tang Shoudao also slowed down his pace, put down his chopsticks, drank a big sip of wine sadly, and said, "Have you been to the Moon's Buried Fragrance Valley?" ”

Dream had a look of memory on his face, and said, "I've been there, it's beautiful, it's not much better than many places in the kingdom of God." ”

Tang Shoudao said again: "What about the Lonely Day Bridge? Have you ever been to a dream? ”

Dream shook her head.

Seeing this, Tang Shoudao talked about the Lonely Day Bridge with excitement on his face.

I don't know how many light years away Tang Guo, Tang Hongyan sighed and put down the twist and turn in his hand. With a flick of his sleeves, he wore a more casual dress on his body, and then disappeared here with his right foot.

Tang Xuluo was drinking with Tang Jianhao and Shen Hongfei, and suddenly there was a ripple in space, although Tang Xuluo's mana was completely lost, but his perception was not weak, and he soon knew that someone was coming through the void, and he guessed who it was.

Seeing the person coming, it was really Tang Hongyan.

I saw Tang Hongyan's face sad, and seeing that Tang Xuluo was still drinking, there was no panic on his face, and he was suddenly a little dissatisfied between his eyebrows, and said: "Shoudao has been missing for a year, and you are still drinking here?" ”

Shen Hongfei didn't like this tsundere woman very much, and said angrily: "What can I do if I don't drink, we have lost all our mana now, and we have no heart to find it." ”

Tang Hongyan also didn't like this Tang Shoudao's third monarch father, but his identity was special, so Tang Hongyan had to endure it.

"Tang Xuluo!" Tang Hongyan drank again.

Tang Xu took a sip of wine and said, "I know the purpose of your coming, just now I have already used the Great Prophecy Technique to overdraw my vitality, although the hexagram is unknown, but there is no big problem in guarding the Tao at present, but I will get a lot of opportunities." That's what I called them in, not just for drinking. ”

Tang Hongyan put his mind at ease, with a look of concern on his face, and asked Tang Xuluo, "Brother, are you okay?" ”

Although Tang Xuluo's face was pale, it was fine, and he said, "You only need to recuperate for a few days to recover." Tang Xu glanced at Tang Hongyan and said, "Is there any news from the Kingdom of God recently?" ”

Tang Hongyan was happy when he mentioned this, and said: "There is news, in a few months, the Kingdom of God will reappear in the public eye of the Tang Kingdom, and then we can get rid of the withering of thousands of years of faith, and we will also have the favor of the gods!" ”

Tang Xu coughed a few times and said, "That's good, cough, that's good." ”

Tang Hongyan glanced at Tang Xu with concern for a few moments, and said, "Brother, then you take good care of your body, and I will have someone send some supplements." ”

After speaking, Tang Hongyan's figure suddenly disappeared into the room.

Shen Hongfei raised his wine glass and said, "Come, let's have another drink to celebrate the comeback of the Kingdom of God!" ”

This dinner lasted for several hours, Tang Shoudao and Mengji were groggy and drowsy, and slept directly in the teahouse, and it was not the first time that the teahouse accepted Tang Shoudao and Meng, and the people who were in awe of these two Heavenly Monarchs Fet naturally did not dare to slack off.

The dream was a little painful, and in order to be able to drink to the fullest, neither he nor Tang Shoudao used mana to drive away the strength of alcohol. Now my head naturally hurts a little after a hangover.

"Brother Meng, drink some soup." A soft voice.

Dream opens her eyes and a girl sits on the edge of the bed with a bowl of soup. Dream sighed, this Xiaolan can be said to be everywhere, as long as there is a dream, she will appear. Although Dream knows Xiaolan's affection, Dream has always regarded her as his sister, and there is no trace of male and female affection.

"Yo, there are also beautiful women simmering soup, you are very blessed in your dreams." A sour voice sounded, naturally it was Tang Shoudao, who had already woken up.

Xiao Lan's face turned red and she quickly lowered her head.

Meng smiled: "You are not blessed, yesterday there was always a person who was more beautiful than a beautiful woman to accompany you and drink until so late." ”

Tang Shoudao said: "Let Xiao Lan enjoy this kind of blessing." ”

Xiao Lan's face turned even redder when she heard this.

Instead, Dream said, "People ...... People really want you to enjoy their ......"

Tang Shoudao was angry, coughed a few times, and couldn't say anything for a while.

Xiao Lan on the side looked at Meng in surprise, and then looked at Tang Shoudao, "...... Between them? ”

Tang Shoudao only felt dizzy, watching Meng being fed delicious soup by Xiao Lan one bite at a time, his heart was full of jealousy, and said, "Xiao Lan, come here and let me taste the delicious soup." ”