304. Soul devouring and revealing affection

"The little god came this time and wanted to inquire about it."

I stared at the Burial King with a straight face, Bai Xian was obviously stunned, and then stood silently beside me.

The hesitant gaze of the burial king fell on me, as if there was something unspeakable, and he was silent for a long time before he said, "You say."

"I don't know where the disciple of the Burial King is now? Can we meet each other? ”

Bai Xian's face showed a shocked look, and in a blink of an eye, he caught a glimpse of the face of the burial king Tieqing, and he was about to step forward to play the round in a hurry.

I immediately stared at him, and then he suppressed his eagerness, and watched for the moment, and stopped moving.

"This ......"

The burial king has not followed for a long time, and his gloomy appearance makes me believe that the Queen Mother of the East said that his disciples left with the Queen Mother of the West, and they are not here at all.

Seeing that he was so embarrassed, and that I might not be able to get any useful information from his mouth, I gave Bai Xian a look and wanted to leave.

Bai Xian nodded, and arched his hand: "There is something else to do today, retire first, and come back to visit another day!"

I turned away with a smile, and Bai Xian followed.

"If one day he meets my unruly disciple, I beg the God of War to spare his life!"

I turned my head to look at his face in surprise, and did not say anything, but looked at him silently, frowning inquiringly.

After he finished speaking, he hung his head with an embarrassed smile on his face, like a flower that was almost withered, and in that moment lost all its brilliance, only gloom.

I looked at him for a long time, sighed, and turned to leave.

At this time, Bai Xian's voice reached my ears, "The God of War is here today, you might as well talk about it." ”

When I stopped and looked back, I happened to meet the slightly raised eyes of the Burial King, his eyes full of confusion and panic.

"Is there anything you want to say? If not, we'll take our leave! ”

After I said this indifferently, I looked around leisurely, and behaved very relaxed.

He turned sideways and didn't look at me, and said in a muffled voice, "Please, since you're here, you might as well drink tea before leaving."

Bai Xian looked at me, his expression was slightly stunned, and then he turned his head and smiled in response: "I can't ask for it!"

I can't refuse, so I can only go with him.

After a long detour, I finally stopped.

It was dim everywhere, and I couldn't help waving my hand to dispel the darkness in front of me, and when Bai Xian turned around, he saw me fanning with my hand, and said, "This is not dust and smoke, what kind of fan?"

I raised my eyes and glanced at him, and sneered, "I want you to take care of it!"

With the flick of the Burial King's sleeve, the darkness in front of me gradually faded, and I saw the embarrassed look on Bai Xian's face more clearly.

In front of him were a few tables, full of melons, fruits and wine, which were divided into three parts.

He opened a jar of wine, and suddenly the aroma of wine floated, diffusing to invade the nose and stir every nerve.

I picked up the wine in front of me, sniffed it carefully, and unconsciously praised: "The wine is mellow, fragrant like a spring, and it smells like a good wine!"

He raised his hand and responded: "Don't be polite, please drink as much as you want!"

I took the wine and drank it down, feeling slightly dizzy and falling down in a daze.

My mind went blank, and I heard someone shouting incessantly.

"God of War, God of War, wake up!"

I tried to open my eyes, and the burial king was crying anxiously, and then let out a long sigh and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Bai Xian was just like me, lying on the desk with his eyes closed, with a weird smile on the corner of his mouth.

I shouted, "Bai Xian!"

He was suddenly startled, and the moment he saw me, a hint of embarrassment appeared on his face.

I couldn't help but ask, "What's going on?"

Bai Xian looked around blankly, and also said loudly: "This wine ......"

The king of the earth burial hurriedly explained: "This wine is called drunkenness, and if there is someone in the heart who cannot be obtained, you can borrow some to have a good dream, and if not, it is no different from ordinary wine."

I stared and said, "Dreams are fragile, but they still haven't been good."

Bai Xian smiled awkwardly and muttered again.

"What did you say?"

He turned his head suddenly, shook his head, and said, "No, it's nothing."

At this time, the burial king coughed twice, and I knew that he must have given an explanation.

"I was originally an earth immortal, and I have been contaminated with the aura of Kunlun in this wilderness for a long time, so I practiced here. This place is lonely and remote, and I have taken in a disciple for tens of thousands of years, and I have been with me for a long time. But he ......"

After a sigh, a painful look appeared on his face, and Bai Xian asked anxiously, "He's gone?"

"Bai Xian!" I hurriedly called him, and I couldn't bear to feel even lower at this time.

While Bai Xian looked at me, he also continued: "It's okay, it's just that I think back on the past, but I don't feel very nostalgic."

But I clearly heard the helplessness and hurt in his words, and secretly wondered if I shouldn't ask deeply.