"Brother Xiao, these months have been the happiest time of my life"

"Thank you for meeting you in Lingshan, and thank you for being with me these days, come, little sister respects you."

Zou Shuniang saluted Xiao Hua.

"Okay, I drink, in fact, the person who should be thanked is me"

"I thought that I was alone in the whole Lingshan, but fortunately I met you in the hot spring and I had a companion, come, I also respect you."

Xiao Hua also saluted Zou Shuniang.

"This is fate, come, for Brother Xiao's life-saving grace, I will respect you again."

Zou Shuniang raised her glass again.

"Well said, this is the fate of the two of us, for you to teach me alchemy, come, I respect you."

Xiao Hua and Zou Shuniang drank away, and the two of them toasted each other one by one.

In the back, I couldn't find a suitable toast, and I said whatever came to mind, and even started talking nonsense.

"For, for you to leave tomorrow, drink".

Xiao Hua was a little too much, and his tongue was numb.

"Okay, I'll drink it, for, for you to have a catastrophe, let's drink it again."

Zou Shuniang was also a little slurred.

"For, for what? For the sake of liking you, and not being able to be together, let's drink again".

Xiao Hua took another sip, but tears flowed out inexplicably.

"Brother Xiao, have you drunk too much, are you okay?"

Zou Shuniang's eyes also began to redden.

"Okay, why not, how can a man say no in front of a woman, come, the feelings are deep."

Xiao Hua took another big sip, but as soon as he drank it, his body began to tilt to the side.

There is only one bottle of five bottles of spirit wine left, and Xiao Hua really drank too much.

In a daze, Xiao Hua felt that Zou Shuniang came over to support him, because he suddenly smelled a faint body fragrance like a quiet orchid.

"No, Brother Xiao, it's dizzy, are you still okay?"

"Okay, why not, come, pour wine".

Xiao Hua shook his head vigorously to stay awake.

But when he turned his head to look at Zou Shuniang, a fragrant wind flashed, and a slightly wine-scented plain-toothed red lips suddenly imprinted Xiao Hua's mouth

Xiao Hua was stunned for a moment, what's the situation?

This happiness came too suddenly, didn't it? It's so sudden that I can't refuse.

The moon in the sky was very round, and the moonlight outside the cave was very beautiful, and the bright moonlight shone in from the entrance of the cave, reflecting the figures of the two on the wall.

The spring breeze is blowing, whispering and whispering, that night is drunk and intoxicating, and that night is soft and ......long.

Early the next morning, when Xiao Hua woke up, Zou Shuniang had already left.

On the square table in front of the bed, in addition to a bottle of high spirit wine, there was also a jade slip and a note, which Zou Shuniang left before leaving.

"Brother Xiao, this jade slip is the recipe of the Qianyang Spirit Wine, the recipe was obtained by this sect from an Otherworldly Demon Cultivator five hundred years ago, it is very precious."

"If you find Qi Elixir according to the recipe, the spirit wine brewed will have medicinal effects on the monks in the merger period, you should take it easy, don't cause the body to explode because of greed."

Xiao Hua couldn't help but smile when he saw this, and then looked down.

"Brother Xiao, I'm leaving, although we met at the wrong time and in the wrong place, I don't regret it, thank you"

"Thank you for giving my gloomy life a touch of color, if there is an afterlife, I think I will definitely meet you again, forget me, Brother Xiao! We, see you in the next life".

Looking at the note in his hand, Xiao Hua was a little dazed.

He understands that Zou Shuniang is really gone, and she really wants to go back to face her life.

Although she knew that it was extremely painful for her to make such a decision, there was nothing she could do.

Looking at the red marks left by the big bed and smelling the faint body fragrance left by the soft leather bedding, Xiao Hua had mixed feelings in his heart.

was actually pushed backwards by Zou Shuniang, which is too shameless.

It seems that everything is over, Zou Shuniang will go back to face her own life after all, and she will eventually die alone in this spiritual mountain.

Xiao Hua lay in bed for three days, and he kept asking himself, what is this? And why?

Three days later, Xiao Hua left the cave mansion, and he was going to find Zou Shuniang.

He wants to leave Zou Shuniang behind, even if he can't go to the end, there will be at least more than 200 years of good times.

But when Xiao Hua drove the flying magic weapon to the volcanic cave where Zou Shuniang was, he found out.

People here went to Loukong, and Zou Shuniang was nowhere to be found.

Xiao Hua was dumbfounded immediately, and immediately began to regret it, he regretted that he didn't leave Zou Shuniang that day.

Only now do he deeply understand what it means to be separated from life and death, what it means to be unforgettable, and what it means to make a mistake into a thousand years of hatred.

In the dark, Xiao Hua came to the halfway point of the mountain where he first met with Zou Shuniang to collect the spiritual liquid.

Looking at the handwriting left on the wall, Xiao Hua's tears continued to pour out of his eyes silently like a flood that broke the embankment.

Next to the joke of "my brother is looking for my sister to shed tears", there is an extra sentence "My sister remembers my brother".

Xiao Hua hates himself, why should he be rational, and how can this emotional matter be treated rationally?

Xiao Hua fell into deep thought again.

But this time, he is no longer to understand that life is no longer to see through things outside his body, but to feel the true meaning of love.

Perhaps this is also another kind of tribulation that immortal cultivators must go through, commonly known as love.

Over and over again, back and forth.

Xiao Hua found countless reasons from the bottom of his heart that he should continue to love Zou Shuniang, but he was overturned by countless reasons why he should not love anymore.

Maybe love is the hand of the son, and the white head grows old together? Or maybe it's Sauvignon Blanc, Sauvignon Blanc, and Sauvignon Blanc is infinite?

It's just that who is this best youth for? And to whom?

Xiao Hua deeply realized that there are 80,000 words in the world, and only the word "love" hurts the most.

Three days later, Xiao Hua returned to Dongfu.

These three days were as difficult for him as three or thirty years as Chinese New Year's Eve.

Although he still failed to comprehend the true meaning of love, Xiao Hua had made up his mind that he wanted to forget Zou Shuniang.

As Zou Shuniang said, everyone in this world has their own destiny and their own established life.

Although the relationship between him and Zou Shuniang is sincere and unforgettable, it really met at the wrong time and in the wrong place.

Since Zou Shuniang has drifted away, and she can't get out of the mountain, why bother yourself about it?

It's better to let all this drift away with the breeze and go away with the flowing water, maybe without herself, Zou Shuniang will live better.

So Xiao Hua returned to his former calm and began his secluded life in the Lingshan again.