Chapter 52: A Cup of Sake Exchanges Tears
Li Sikong couldn't help but be stunned when he saw the corpse of the Stone Beast Emperor, in his eyes, the cultivation of the four people was completely secret, but the cultivation of this Stone Beast Emperor was much higher than theirs, it was a difficult thing to kill it, but seeing that these four people were all relaxed, it was inevitable to be surprised.
"When did you kill this?" Li Sikong crouched down and began to peel the scales off the huge body of the Stone Piercing Beast Emperor.
"Grandpa Li, this is the stone-piercing beast we killed yesterday, it's very fresh, and it still has the aura of a demon beast on it, you have to do it early." Murong Lan's voice was shirking, grabbing Li Sikong's arm and shaking, obviously coquettish.
"Don't be coquettish with me, I'll do it for you, but there is no large-scale trauma on this corpse, the fatal wound is just a small hole, how did you do it?" Li Sikong looked at the small hole on the shoulder of the corpse with a diameter of only a few centimeters, and couldn't help frowning, under his perception, all the internal organs and meridians in the corpse of the Stone Piercing Beast Emperor in front of him had all turned into minced meat, and now the corpse was not completely broken, but the tough skin of the Stone Piercing Beast. And in the small hole in the shoulder, there was not the slightest blood flowing out, but all the tissues in that area were intact, and it seemed that only a little skin had been broken, which made Li Sikong shocked.
That's right, it was indeed shocking, Li Sikong couldn't think of how the tissues in the body of the Stone Piercing Beast Emperor were destroyed, but the wounded place was intact, unless it was a strong concussion that destroyed the inside of the Stone Piercing Beast Emperor's body, but it was impossible for only this one place to be intact.
"How did you kill this demon beast?" Li Sikong stared at Murong Lan, but he was no longer in the mood to joke with her.
"Oh, it was Jing Yi, the big villain, who was stabbed to death with one shot, what's wrong?" Murong Lan pointed at Jing Yi and replied.
"One shot to death?!" Li Sikong was completely shocked when he heard this, Jing Yi's cultivation had obviously just entered the second soul summoning realm of the soul power realm, but he had killed this stone piercing beast emperor with nearly five soul powers, whether it could be killed or not, it was difficult to break through the powerful defense of the stone piercing beast emperor alone. "Your name is Jing Yi?" Li Sikong looked at Jing Yi and asked, a lot of looks appeared in his eyes, and he couldn't explain it.
"It's the juniors. "Jing Yi is respectful, the person in front of him at least has the strength of the Soul Power Realm Eightfold Soul Devouring Realm, not to mention, his status at the peak of the foundry master is enough to make Jing Yi respect.
"How did you kill this Stone Beast Emperor?" Li Sikong asked the question in his heart.
"Forgive the juniors for not being able to tell them, this is the secret of the juniors. Jing Yi was neither humble nor arrogant, and replied awe-inspiringly.
"That's what an old man of mine is presumptuous. Li Sikong's tone was not angry, but a humble look, and his sincere apology couldn't help but flatter Jing Yi.
"You guys go and rest first, it's getting late, I'll help you make armor tomorrow." Li Sikong didn't care about Jing Yi's answer, so he said to the four of them, and then looked at the man who was making weapons in the room and said, "God's gift, take them to the hut next to them to rest first." ”
"Grandpa Li, I haven't seen you for a long time, this is not easy to come once, how can you say that you also have to take out your jar of old wine for us to taste, in order to fulfill your landlord's friendship." Murong Lan smiled.
"You girl, come to see me fake, taste my wine is real. Or, God, go and take out the Sihua dew I brewed in the cellar and give them four to taste. Li Sikong said to Li Tianci.
"Hey, okay. Come with me, and you can call me a godsend. With a sincere smile on his face, Li Tianci led the four of them to a few houses, pointed to the houses and said, "You guys live here tonight, and I'll give you to get the dew of the flowers." Smiling at Murong Lan, Li Tianci walked towards another house.
Li Tianci looked very excited, and the four of them didn't show too much politeness, and walked straight into a house. "What is that Sihualu, how can you look at this Li Tianci very happy?" Nalan Qing frowned and looked at Li Tianci's distant back.
"This Sihua Dew is Grandpa Li's treasured wine, usually even he is reluctant to take it out and drink it, if I hadn't said it today, he wouldn't have brought it up at all." Murong Lan explained with a smile, and there was also a hint of excitement in her expression, which was enough to see how delicious this Sihualu was.
After a while, Li Tianci came over with a small wine jug and four cups in his hand, put it on the table, and poured a glass for everyone, but there was a very eager look on his face, but he hid it well.
Jing Yi looked at the small glass of wine in front of him, gently picked it up and put it to his mouth, surprisingly, there was no fragrance coming out, just like boiled water. Feng Yuanan frowned, but didn't say a word, slowly put the wine glass to his mouth, and took a sip gently.
Suddenly, Feng Yuan'an's eyes widened, in his mouth, there were many flavors at this moment, and in a trance, he seemed to see a man's deep longing for his wife, but this love changed again, and turned into a monstrous hatred, which was hatred for heaven and earth. He saw the man suffering for the sake of his beloved, and he was wandering from place to place in the world...... He couldn't help but feel that two lines of tears slowly flowed from the corners of Feng Yuan'an's eyes, and it took a long time for him to get rid of that kind of affection, and at this moment, Murong Lan's face was also full of tears, and his eyes were a little red. But Nalan Qing was smiling softly, and there was also a trace of tears in the corners of her eyes, but it was different from the sadness of the two, but it was tears of joy, which seemed to be a reunion, the kind of tears that made people move.
Jing Yi looked at the three of them who were crying, Nalan Qing and Murong Lan were both pear blossoms with rain, and at this moment, people had a feeling of wanting pity at a glance, and there was no evil thought, just simple appreciation.
Jing Yi slowly put down the wine that was placed on his lips, hesitated again and again, and finally drank it ruthlessly.
In an instant, a strange fragrance erupted from Jing Yi's mouth, from the taste buds to all parts of the body, an indescribable emotion was completely ignited from the bottom of his heart, and a seed called longing fell on his heartbeat, and then took root, sprouted, and then branched and opened leaves, diffusing to every corner of the body. A sadness that had never existed before slowly spread from the bottom of Jing Yi's heart.
In a moment's trance, he seemed to see Xiaowan, his lively and naughty sister, and his parents who were over half a hundred years old and must be in tears when they "died...... There are too many people to worry about......
He can't bring up any hatred, he doesn't have any hatred for anyone, but the sadness is too strong to allow other emotions.
A bright moon hangs high in the sky, sprinkling a refreshing brilliance, how many wanderers have drunk and homesick for the moon......
Handan Yi thinks about the winter solstice, and the shadow of the knee-hugging lamp is accompanied. If you want to sit at home late at night, you should also talk about travelers...... (Excerpt from Bai Juyi's "Handan Winter Solstice Night Homesickness")
Before he knew it, two lines of turbid tears flowed down Jing Yi's cheeks. It's just just half a year, so many things have happened to Jing Yi, Jing Yi can deceive himself as an optimist on weekdays, but this glass of wine has volatilized all the sadness that has been hidden in his heart for a long time, and it also makes Jing Yi's heart feel a little less weighty, he is just an eighteen-year-old child......
After a long time, Jing Yi woke up from his sadness, Feng Yuan'an and Li Tianci all looked at him with concern, Jing Yi couldn't help but feel warm in his heart, and smiled faintly: "I'm fine, this wine tastes good." ”
Yes, although I have now lost the most important relationship in my past, this may be a new life for me......
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