Zhao Zheng had forgotten how he got home, he was nostalgic for this feeling of being drunk, and in a trance he resonated with himself who never returned home in the first life.

The idea of using true qi to disperse wine has long been thrown out of the clouds by him, and he just wants to retain the fiery emotions of the moment.

Anyone who has been away from home for decades can miss home? It wasn't that he didn't want to, but he just kept this thought in his heart; And with the improvement of the level of exercises, his memory is getting better and better, so good that even the childhood sweetheart of the neighbor when he was a child in his first life is clearly imprinted in his mind, and his voice and appearance are so clear...... The clearer the memory, the deeper the longing, which is probably the disadvantage of cultivating immortals.

Now the drunkenness has made him see his true heart, and he released the deep emotions in his heart through alcohol, although he was physically uncomfortable because of drunkenness, but mentally he was very happy!

Suddenly, the true qi in his body was disordered, Zhao Zheng was taken aback, he reacted for a long time, and then he was so dizzy that he calmed down to look inward, and found that it was just a breakthrough in the exercises, and he was groggy again.

"If you don't know how many glasses I drank that day, you won't understand how beautiful you are~~~" Bao inquired and put Zhao Zheng on the bed, handed Zhao Zheng, who had hummed an inexplicable tune, to Linglong, and left in vain after a few explanations.

"Childe, are you thirsty? Would you like to drink some tea and sober up...... Linglong asked.

Zhao Zheng was already unconscious, except for the occasional whispering, there was still a little movement.

Seeing that he didn't react, Linglong asked in a mosquito-like whisper:

"Does Childe need me to accompany him~~~"

Zhao Zheng's face, which has hardened with age, is now close at hand, and Linglong can even see the subtle fluff on her face on the side, she carefully observed, and found that Zhao Zheng was indeed asleep.

She extinguished the oil lamp beside her, and crept into the bed in the dark.

It took a while for the sound of rustling in the dark room to regain its calm......

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"The Legend of Sword Cultivation in the Mortal World" Chapter 25 The big beauty is hitting her hand, please wait a moment,

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