Thousands of wears, sycophants are not worn, Mo Han adheres to this belief and praises this song only in the sky, and the praise is full of sky.

Xiao Qingti kicked it with a smile unceremoniously, this guy actually learned to pat on the back.

Her singing voice—she herself knows how earth-shattering......

Wine, food, and ...... Mo Han felt as if he had returned to the days when he drank with Jin Yin three thousand years ago, when the sky was dark and the day and night were reversed......

It only felt that since the owner came back, it seemed that something was strange, but it was born with thick nerves and did not pick it up in its heart, in its opinion, as long as Xiao Qingti was safe......

If its nerves are finer, you will find that Xiao Qingti's state at this time is actually a little abnormal......

Up to this point, her heart was still in turmoil, and she had gained great freedom, but she just wanted to indulge and get drunk.

She poured wine into a jar like a hate, and she just wanted not to get drunk, and there were already three or four jars of wine on the ground, and drinking wine was as pleasant as drinking white water......

The starry eyes were full of brilliance for a moment, but they were extinguished in an instant, leaving only a heavy black, and the room was full of lights, and none of them came into the eyes......

Like a drunken dream and death, and like a carnival in the last days, behind the extreme beauty is endless dazed and wisps of despair......

Xiao Qingti didn't know how many altars she had drunk, she only felt that the world was dizzy now, as if another fire was burning in her chest, and her brain seemed to be rusty, she felt pain when she thought about it, countless pictures flashed, and when she wanted to touch them, those pictures dissipated instantly like meteors, and the scattered memory fragments were scattered in the starry sky like silver pear blossoms......

If Qing Mo was here, he would definitely not let himself drink like this......

Thinking of Qing Mo, she smiled dumbly, picked up the Divine Sword with her hand, raised her hand and knocked it, and breathed unsteadily: "Qing Mo, come out quickly, my sister will take you to a big meal...... Come out quickly......" She unconsciously knocked on the Zhu Shen Sword, and after knocking on the Zhu Shen Sword for a long time, there was no movement.

She was stunned, her alcohol-paralyzed brain almost turned into a mess, she hugged her head and thought for a long time before she remembered that Qing Mo was long gone, she laughed, and she didn't know what she was laughing at, as if talking to herself: "Qing Mo, hiccup, yes, Qing Mo is long gone, he is a soul of others, probably, well, he has already been taken back......" caused her to call him from time to time like an infatuated little daughter-in-law in those days, but it turned out to be just a soul of others.

A soul can actually become a genius. Sure enough, it's a demon god, amazing-

She beat her head, and suddenly had a feeling of being abandoned by the whole world, Qing Mo had already left her, and Feng Huiliu used her as a chess piece, Ying Rongxi was bent on strangling her, and the great god threw her into this broken world as cannon fodder...... Well, that'****** good! One by one, it's ******so good!

She only felt a fire burning in her chest now, and she desperately wanted to find a breakthrough to vent it......

"How sad it is for the little lady to come here alone to pour and drink alone, let my brother accompany you, follow my brother, and make sure you eat fragrant and spicy food!"

A brocade-clothed man suddenly broke into the door, he was obviously drunk, staggering, and looked at Xiao Qingti with a squinting face......

Xiao Qingti was facing him sideways at this time, looking at the past from his angle, Xiao Qingti was dressed in white and fluttering like a fairy under the wind, her black hair was scattered behind her back, her waist was like a willow, and her chest was towering, she was simply the legendary devil figure!