Chapter 114: Allah Behind the Scenes

Not to mention Wei Chi Jing De Nahan, Qin Qiong Nahan, and even Liu Suifeng himself, they are all Nahan.

Qin Qiong said that let them imagine the place they wanted to go, but what Liu Suifeng was thinking about was not anywhere in Peony City, but a place in the ancestral land of the demon clan.

It was the place he had arrived at as soon as he entered, the ancestral land of the demon clan.

The thatched hut, the lotus flower, and the transparent light mask.

Liu Suifeng just thought about it, but he didn't expect it to be true.

The Taiji diagram under his feet sent the rest of the people out of the ancestral land of the demon clan, and only Liu Suifeng was sent to another place in the ancestral land of the demon clan.

In fact, Liu Suifeng was not sent to the wrong place, because this is exactly where he wants to go.

However, in the eyes of Wei Chi Jingde and Qin Qiong, they sent Liu Suifeng to the wrong place.

After all, their task was to send the people who came to the ancestral land of the demon clan this time out of this ancestral land of the demon clan.

Looking at the familiar thatched hut in front of him, Liu Suifeng's original incomprehension was slowly lifted by himself.

If it comes, it will be safe.

However, thinking of the benefits of coming here, Liu Suifeng's heart couldn't help but be uncontrollable.

Liu Suifeng couldn't help but think, will there be any unexpected gains when he comes here this time?

Just thinking like this, Liu Suifeng suddenly saw that the door of the hut was opened from the inside.

Looking at the wooden door slowly unfolding to both sides, Liu Suifeng's heart rose to the top of his throat.

Liu Suifeng has been guessing and wondering, who owns this thatched hut?

At this moment, the owner of the thatched hut opened the door from the inside, but Liu Suifeng was both expectant and panicked.

Expectation, expectation, as I expected, walked out of the door was the person I expected.

Panicked, panicked as he expected, and out of the door was a stranger he didn't expect.

The gate finally opened, and Liu Suifeng also saw the owner of the hut.

Wearing a blue shirt, if the sky is clear after the rain, a scarf, black hair and black ink.

The eyebrows are like fine willows, the eyes are red and apricots, the lips are like cinnabar, and the teeth are fine and salty.

Joan has a tall nose, thin cheekbones, a tall posture, and a graceful manner.

What a peerless beautiful man, a good suave man.

The man raised his head and looked at Liu Suifeng, who only felt a sharp gaze sweep by, seeing through his own inside and out, his past life and present life.

Seeing Liu Suifeng, the man smiled, looked at Liu Suifeng and said, "The distinguished guests are here, and they are shining." Since Xiaoyou is here, you might as well go into the house to talk. ”

Liu Suifeng saw that the man was warm, so he bowed back and said, "Then it's better to be respectful than to obey your fate." ”

After finishing speaking, Liu Suifeng slowly raised his steps and walked towards the hut.

Looking at Liu Suifeng, who was striding towards the meteor, the man smiled, stood sideways to the side, and welcomed Liu Suifeng into the house.

The thatched hut is a different scene.

A table, a pot, two cups.

What made Liu Suifeng strange was that whether it was a table, a wine jug, or a table, it was all in the shape of a lotus flower, which made his heart can't help but be more certain.

Because whether it is temperament or utensils, the man in front of him gives him a feeling of fairy wind and bones.

Gently pinching the wine jug, the man poured a pot of wine for Liu Suifeng, and smiled softly: "Little friend, how about you come and taste my wine?"

Liu raised his glass with the wind and wanted to drink, but when the wine glass reached his lips, he stopped again, and said with a smile: "Haven't you asked your majesty yet?"

The man looked at Liu Suifeng and said with a smile: "You drink this glass of wine first, and I will tell you." ”

Hearing the man say this, Liu Suifeng was no longer polite, and drank the wine as soon as he raised his head.

Watching Liu drink the wine with the wind, some smiles slowly came out of the corners of the man's eyes.

After a glass of wine, Liu Suifeng was drunk and hazy, shaking the wine glass and asking the man, "Now, can you tell me?"

Seeing that Liu Suifeng was so intoxicated, but still sober, the man smiled and said, "My drink, it's okay." Friends, please have another drink. ”

While saying this, the man snatched the empty cup of Liu Suifeng's hand, and at the same time handed Liu Suifeng the glass of wine that he had just poured silently.

Liu Suifeng took the wine glass and slowly handed it to his lips, only to hear the man let him drink, so he raised his glass and drank it.

Liu Suifeng's drunken eyes became even more foggy, and the appearance of the man in front of him even appeared ghosted, but Liu Suifeng still insisted on asking, "Now, you can always tell me, right?"

The man saw that Liu Suifeng was still a little sober, and his eyes flashed with a touch of incomprehension and shock, and then he smiled.

Gently snatched the empty cup from Liu Suifeng's hand, and Shi Shiran filled the empty cup, handed the cup full of wine to Liu Suifeng's hand, and said with a smile: "Little friend, please drink another glass." ”

At this moment, Liu Suifeng, after saying the previous sentence, immediately forgot about it.

Seeing the wine glass handed over by the man, Liu raised his neck with the wind.

When the wine entered his mouth, Liu sighed with the wind.

These three glasses of wine, in the sense of Liu Suifeng, are stronger than a cup, more mellow than a cup, and stronger than a cup.

The first glass of wine, like a fruit beer, is only sweet and fragrant, not strong.

The second glass of wine, like beer, is not hot, although it pierces the tongue.

The third cup of wine, the soju, burned both the heart and the lungs.

After drinking three glasses of wine, Liu Suifeng finally couldn't stay awake anymore, his sleepy eyes became foggy, and he fell asleep on the table.

Looking at the fallen willow with the wind, the smile on the man's face became even more vibrant.

The man's blue cuffs waved towards the sleeping willow with the wind, and the willow disappeared on the table with the wind.

Looking at the empty glass on the table, looking at the wine table where Liu Suifeng had slept once, the man couldn't help but raise his head, looked at the window lattice of the thatched house, and saw the poem engraved on both sides of the window lattice, so he unconsciously sang softly: "The bright moonlight in front of the window is suspected to be frost on the ground." Raise your head to look at the bright moon and bow your head to think of your hometown. ”

After saying this, the man turned out to be a lotus under his feet, and the lotus carried the man to fly, flew out of the hut, flew into the blue sky, and flew away.

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Feng Wuya was sitting on a stone sculpture in the stone forest, stroking the listless eagle lying on his side, thinking about the day when he would be accompanied by willows with the wind.

Although Liu Suifeng is not his grandson, he is better than his grandson, and he has witnessed him grow day by day.

"Xiao Diao, did you say that Suifeng forgot about me, an old man, and didn't come to see me for so long?"

Wind Wuya muttered to himself.

The little eagle turned over, basking in the sun in the sky, too lazy to agree.

Suddenly, a black spot appeared in the sky, from far and near, from time to time, it came to the sky above the stone forest.

The little eagle turned over on the ground, and immediately came to the spirit, grabbed the ground with both claws, and the eight wings suddenly spread, and immediately rushed towards the black spot.