Yechen sat in the room and drank.

The furnishings in the room are very simple, except for the necessary tables, chairs, beds and other things, that is, a few military books on the desk and a sword on the wall.

It showed a cold sword spirit.

He was alone, sitting in a chair by the window, holding a pot in one hand and a cup in the other.

As soon as you tilt your neck, you drink a glass.

Pour the pot and pour another glass.

In this way, the cycle repeated, and I don't know how many cups I drank.

But the flask was empty.

But he didn't seem to have stopped yet.

He poured another glass of wine, brought it to his lips, and was about to drink it, when suddenly there was a sharp pain in his chest and abdomen, and a mouthful of blood spurted out along with the wine, and spilled on the ground!

He looked coldly at the blood splashes in the wine on the ground, suddenly shook his hand, and slammed the wine glass in his hand to the ground with a "bang"!

"Gu Dingchen, that old horseman, dare to carry out the king's order and use the soul suppression ruler to suppress me!" He shouted angrily: "And the Demon Lord! I have made great achievements for you, born and died, and I did not hesitate to stain my hands with blood, what you repay me is the Yuan Infant who let that old horseman hurt me and cultivated hard?!"

He turned his face to the sky.

Under the ink crystal blindfold, the pale face was almost distorted.

"And ...... And that white girl," Ye Chen rested on the edge of the table with one hand and gritted her teeth: "She knows with all her heart that she is protecting the Heavenly God General who has been deprived of the Nether Realm and has long lost her divine power! Is it useful to follow such a person?" He stretched out his right hand, his knuckles flexed, and shook it hard: "It's not that she wants to die at my hands!"

A punch slammed into the table, and suddenly sawdust flew up, and a piece of the edge of the table was cut off.

Just then, he heard an exclamation!

"Who?" he asked, immediately alerted.

"It's me. Someone outside the door whispered and followed a man in.

"White girl?" Seeing that it was Bai Qianyu who came in, Yechen was slightly surprised.

"What are you doing here?" he asked coldly, returning to his normal senses.

"I'll come ......" Bai Qianyu just opened his mouth, but was interrupted by him: "Bai Girl came just in time! Come, come and have a drink with me first!"

"Drinking?" Bai Qianyu glanced at the table and then at the ground.

"What, you're not happy?" Ye Chen gave her a cold look.

"No, no......" Bai Qianyu prevaricated: "I look at the situation in this house, General Yechen seems to be seriously injured, so it is not appropriate to drink anymore, right?"

Yechen commanded in a loud voice: "Come on!

Outside the door, a soldier came over with a tray and two silver wine glasses, put them on the table, bowed again, and withdrew with the tray in his hand.

When exiting the room, carefully close the door.

Bai Qianyu looked at this posture, it was impossible not to drink. The thought in his heart turned, since he was here to ask for him, he simply sat down opposite Yechen generously, held a jug in one hand, and poured wine into the two wine glasses, one for himself, and one in front of Yechen.

"The white girl is really a cheerful person!come, please!" Ye Chen smiled rarely, picked up his wine glass, and made a gesture of please.

"Dry!" Bai Qianyu raised his hand and poured the wine in the cup into his mouth.

Anyway, when she usually gathers with relatives and friends, has a dinner with classmates, and goes out to sing K, she hasn't drunk those white wine, red wine, beer, vodka, and rum, although she can't say how much she drinks, at least she won't pour it when she gets it.

And yet—

When she took a sip of wine, she choked, and suddenly felt like a fire burning all the way from her throat to her lower abdomen, and couldn't help coughing violently.

She hurriedly opened her mouth wide, stuck out her tongue, and fanned her palm a few times one after another, and the hot taste on her tongue slowly subsided.

"Ahh

"Burn-knife-child-" Ye Chen looked at her, and the corners of her lips curled and chuckled: "It's really, really funny to see you drinking this kind of military spirit!"

He drank all the glass of wine in front of him, picked up the pot and poured another glass in front of Bai Qianyu, and then poured himself wine: "Let's come again!"

Bai Qianyu pressed his hand.

He slowly looked up at her.

"You're seriously injured and can't drink anymore!" Bai Qianyu shook his head.

"Huh?" Ye Chen chuckled: "For a person like Ye Mou, who kills people without a calculation and his hands are stained with blood, doesn't the white girl always wish that I would die sooner?

He lowered his head, his gaze resting on Bai Qianyu's holding his hand.

Bai Qianyu quickly retracted his hand as if he was burned.

"Yechen, I'm telling you seriously, not joking with you!" she said with a straight face.

"However, I'm also serious with you, and I'm not joking," Ye Chen laughed, a layer of blush appeared on her pale cheeks: "Today's white girl is a little different from usual, especially ...... When he scolded me, it seemed to have an indescribable beauty!

He staggered to his feet, held the pot in one hand, and walked over to Bai Qianyu: "White girl, you say...... What if I kissed you right now,—— Wei Xiao, would that kid go crazy?"

Bai Qianyu suddenly stood up from the seat, took a few steps back, and stared at Ye Chen with his eyes: "Ye Chen, are you crazy?"

"I'm not crazy. Ye Chen grinned, hooked the wine jug with one finger, and with the wine in the jug dripping from the spout, he took a few sips on his back, threw the wine jug on the ground, and stumbled forward a few steps: "White girl, actually...... From the first time I saw you—"

"Shut up!" Bai Qianyu shouted: "Yechen, you drank too much!", and retreated in a panic.

Her body froze, leaning against the wall.

Yechen approached step by step, and suddenly raised his right arm and propped one hand on the wall!

"Yechen, you ......" Without saying more, the ironclad general suddenly stretched out his left hand, and his slender and pale fingers pinched her neck.

His fingers were cold, and they were wrapped around her neck like an ice hoop, making her unable to move.

Yechen's face was close to hers, the two of them were close at hand, and Bai Qianyu's breathing suddenly became rapid and nervous!

The smell of heavy liquor in Yechen's lips and nose pounced on her cheeks.

His head leaned forward slightly, and the ink crystal blindfold that had been covering his face suddenly retracted with a "bang", revealing his eyes!

The two of them finally looked at each other!

Bai Qianyu finally saw his eyes clearly at that moment!

It was a pair of extremely demonic eyes, born with red and blue eyes, red as the burning of anger, cyan as the dead silence of the wilderness, two diametrically opposed colors, born in his two eyes, one right and one left, forming an extremely strong contrast, just like a yin and a yang, a life and a death, a withering and a glory, a day and a place, as if there was some mysterious power, appeared on those two eyes, so that those who saw it were born with unwarranted panic and fear!