"Well, it seems that the Holy Lord has indeed drunk too much today! Let's go!"

Among the jealous young men just now, someone began to respond. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"It seems that the Holy Lord and his old friends will not be drunk on the hexagonal altar!

Some of the beautiful Katsuka women also agree.

After that, around the gray hexagonal altar, pairs of good men and women turned around one after another, and disappeared into the night like the white-haired elders!

The people of the Rotten Grass Valley held the king of the formation with one hand, and looked around slowly, and found that there was no one in the vicinity of this place.

"Huh, it's like a dream......! Materia Medica is also drunk!"

With doubts in his mouth and a happy life in his heart, the people of the Rotten Grass Valley staggered to his wide and high seats, and soon fell asleep in them.

"This king, win you! haha......"

Zhao Shujie slipped his mouth for a moment, and finally shouted out his mouth, and then he was no different from the people of Rotten Grass Valley, and his body fell limply on the gray stone table, breathing heavily and falling asleep.

The air in this place is exceptionally fresh, especially in the middle of the night, and the cool breeze blows intoxicatingly, and it doesn't take long to wake up.

But what really made Zhao Shujie sober was a kind of peculiar light fragrance, like a floral fragrance, which made him quickly come back from his slumber and feel like he was going home!

"Where is this?"

Suddenly, Zhao Shujie opened his eyes excitedly, raised his head suddenly, and couldn't help but hold his drunken forehead, and found that it was pitch black around him.

"Rotten grass! rotten grass!"

Suddenly, Zhao Shujie patted his big face, making himself very sure that he was awake in pain, and turned his wide face to look around and call loudly.

"Rotting grass, you, why did you extinguish the valley light? No, I can't see anything!"

When Zhao Shujie was surprised, he asked the people of Rotten Grass Valley suspiciously, and began to make a mistake, and then immediately corrected it, because he was afraid that someone around him was eavesdropping in the dark night.

"You, are you still sleeping?"

Zhao Shujie smelled a faint scent of flowers and continued to ask.

"If you can't drink it, drink less! If you drink too much, you can wake up early, just like Ben, the master!"

Wobbly. Zhao Shujie touched the cold stone table that still existed, and touched the wide and high seat position next to the person who slept in the rotten grass valley in his memory.

When he finally touched the seat, Zhao Shujie was pleased, but when he touched the center of the seat, he was displeased.

The rotting weed is long gone in the seats!

"You unfaithful and unrighteous drunkard, where did you go to have a good time after drinking too much? Could it be that you fell in love with a certain dancing girl at that time?

Zhao Shujie was dissatisfied and touched the chair position where the people of Rotten Grass Valley were sitting just now, up and down, left and right, and still couldn't find him. Muttered and complained.

"It's so dark in your place!

But the rotten grass has slipped, and there is no candle in the king's body, so it cannot be illuminated!"

When Zhao Shujie was extremely depressed, he accidentally slipped under his feet. There was a loud clatter, sliding from the edge of the hexagonal altar and stumbling down several steps, tumbling to the ground.

"Well, that damn rotting weed!

When Zhao Shujie's body fell to the ground, his body was full of pain and pain, and the lean muscles on his wide face bulged hard and hard. Turning his head towards the top of the altar, he scolded.

"Rotten grass, this is the whole book of sincerity! Don't worry, wait until dawn to settle the accounts together!

Tonight. Spare him tonight!"

Zhao Shujie finally strengthened his will, and said bitterly in a large number of stomachs.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Shujie lowered his head and gasped for a few breaths, and then raised his right hand suddenly, and put his thumb and index finger together to his lips by feeling, and used all his strength to blow a whistle that resounded inside and outside Buyuezhuang.

In an instant, from a dark direction outside the moonlight altar, the giant wings fluttered and flew up the big chubby thing, the big fairy magpie, and in a moment, his egg-yellow eyes lit up, illuminating a large area around the hexagonal altar, illuminating the king of the array, Zhao Shujie, his heart was very happy. He seemed to forget the pain all over his body in an instant, his legs and feet pressed the ground, and he got up suddenly, and saw the big fairy magpie with an inky black body leaning down towards him, he jumped up again, jumped on the top of the fairy magpie's back, and then wrapped his dirty big windbreaker tightly to block the cold he felt after waking up.

Next, Zhao Shujie was not idle for a while, sat firmly on the back of the fairy magpie and first looked around at the nearby bright place, and found that there was no one, and then he concentrated his eyes on the top of the hexagonal altar, and with the help of the light of the fairy magpie's eyes, he looked carefully, from the top of the gray stone table to the bottom of the table, and then to the bottom of the chair, the top of the entire moonlight altar was taken by the fairy magpie to take a circle, and he didn't find the people of the rotten grass valley!

"This kid is really going to do something bad! After returning to the city, he has to train and train well!"

Zhao Shujie expressed his determination again. But just as he sat on the fairy magpie and walked around the hexagonal altar that was not too big to look at the altar and return to the original place, he thought about it carefully, and glanced at the top of the altar again, and he couldn't help but beat his heart pounding!

"How so?"

While Zhao Shujie sighed in his heart, he was numb and cold, lined with the dark night, and felt obviously terrifying.

"Fairy magpie, hurry! go find rotten grass nearby!"

Zhao Shujie then slapped the fairy magpie's head vigorously, as if driving livestock.

The fairy magpie had no complaints, and was loyal and willingly waved its giant wings and led its young master diagonally into the night, and always radiated an egg-yellow light to illuminate the below.

"That white-haired old man said that this is Buyue Island? Isn't that nonsense? Obviously, there is a hard ground under him, and there is such a Buyue Village on the ground, which is not very big!"

Zhao Shujie lowered his head and looked at it with all his eyes, and found that after a long time, he could see the houses on the ground below, the small courtyards everywhere, and the place where there were no houses was the tall and deep lacquered crop fields.

"Where does that old man live?"

When he was carried by the fairy magpie and had seen the scene in the village for about a week, Zhao Shujie had such a question.

"There seems to be nothing peculiar about the village, and there is no luxury house. Where's that old thing?"

He continued to be confused. (To be continued.) )

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