Chapter 33 Will you be my little drunkard?
In the coma of Chuncheng, I only felt the thunder and the bumps, and it was like hearing the gurgling stream, as if it was on the water, but there was still chaos in my mind, sometimes I felt that I was back to my childhood, touching the master's beard, pulling it down one by one, and the master was drinking wine over there, caressing his head, sometimes he felt that he was in the mountains and forests, and was fighting with countless fierce beasts, and sometimes he seemed to see the willows, holding his own wine gourd, looking at himself with a smile in his mouth, giggling musicγ
Finally, finally, all the voices have dissipated, and all the illusions have disappeared.
Chuncheng opened his eyes, his head was still blurry, and his eyes were snow-white, these days, he has been in a coma like this, and it is understandable that this situation occurs.
It wasn't until a long time passed that there was a glow in his eyes again, and slowly the things in his eyes became clear.
The body is covered with unknown fur and is warm, and something falls on his face, and some mischievous float into his eyes, and then melt by the temperature in his eyes in an instant.
Spring City looked at the sky, white, blue sky, there were white flakes floating down.
Chuncheng stretched out his hand, and then the flakes that fell down, cold, and then melted into water by the temperature of his palm.
"Is this snow?"
A tear slowly slipped from the corner of Chuncheng's eyes, silently, saying that the man did not flick when he had tears, just because he did not reach the sad place.
Chuncheng's mouth moved slightly, but no sound came out, "Master, I saw snow, you can look at it too!"
Thousands of thoughts instantly surged into Chuncheng's heart, the master's voice and smile, everything that the master taught him by hand, and the snow and snow that the master kept talking about before he died. In an instant, it was constantly surging in his empty mind.
After a long time, a sudden wet feeling kept coming to his face, which interrupted the memories of Spring City. It turned out that the old horse was licking the tears on Chuncheng's cheeks with his tongue.
"You're awake Spring City!"
Yang Liu obviously also discovered the abnormality here, and was excited to see Chuncheng who had come to his senses.
"Hmm. What time is it? Where is this?"
Yang Liu eagerly ran to Chuncheng's side, lifting Chuncheng's head to his lap to make him more comfortable, his eyes were full of endless care, where did Chuncheng receive this kind of treatment, on that mountain, in addition to the master, what other women were there, and couldn't help but make his face flush again.
Yang Liu looked at Chuncheng's appearance, thinking that there was some discomfort in his body again, and hurriedly asked, "Chuncheng, what's wrong with you, what's uncomfortable?"
"No, it's fine, it's just a little weak. β
Yang Liu leaned down and put his small hand on Chuncheng's forehead, and only relieved when he found that there was no major problem.
A faint fragrance, as the snowflakes fell, blew into Chuncheng's nose from time to time, and Chuncheng's face turned a little redder, looking at the willows close at hand, he couldn't help but cease.
Yang Liu looked at the stunned Chuncheng, and it took a while to reflect, just now, but he didn't know that he was about to stick to Chuncheng, and his posture was extremely ambiguous.
Yang Liu's cheeks turned red, he got up quickly, and with a bang, Chuncheng's head made intimate contact with the earth.
"Ahem, ahem. Chuncheng sat up with one hand on the ground, coughing lightly from time to time to hide his embarrassment, with a thick blanket spread under him, and looked around, but found no one else, only the mounts of several other people and some scattered luggage piled up not far away. "What time is it, and where are we?"
The surrounding white expanse was covered by heavy snow, and a high mountain in the distance stood resolutely, and it was also covered in silver carved by heavy snow.
Yang Liu looked in the direction of the mountain and said, "This is the foot of Muyuan Mountain, and it's already noon."
"What about the others? by the way, what about the fire fox, no one is hurt, right?" Chuncheng's tone was very eager, after he fell unconscious, he didn't know anything about what was happening, and he was very concerned about the friends he just met, otherwise he wouldn't have recklessly used the eye of the beast god to fight against such a high-level beast, he was completely gambling, gambling on life, and if he didn't bet well, he would die.
Yang Liu Qiubo turned, looking at Chuncheng, there should really be nothing wrong, and said in a low voice, "Everyone else has followed Elder Qingluan up the mountain, you were still in a coma just now, this mountain is steep and you can't move, so Elder Qingluan settled them first, and arranged for the flying beast to pick us up, Elder Qingluan said, she will tell the dean about Bai Xi and see how it is arranged, as for Elder Lei, he went back to the Heavenly Forest after killing the fire fox." No one was hurt, but you were the only one, and you were stunned for three days. Thanks to the old horse, it will carry you all the way here. β
Chuncheng seemed to breathe a sigh of relief in his heart, "It's good that no one is hurt." "Looking at the old horse, this guy seems to be getting stronger and stronger, and he is not fat.
"Thank you too, Willow. Chuncheng stared at her and said sincerely.
"Thank me for what?"
"Thank you for taking care of me all the way. β
"No, I just took care of you. β
"I feel it. β
Yang Liu was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Didn't you faint all the way and stay awake?"
"Hahahaha~~" Chuncheng squinted his eyes and looked at Yang Liujiao's sweet and pretty face in front of him, but he didn't expect that he would cheat out. "Look, it's still me you've been taking care of. β
Yang Liu knew his frame and snorted lightly, but there was no trace of anger.
Seeing that Yang Liu didn't speak, Chuncheng took out a wine gourd from his side, and stood up with the old horse's body, "Come, drink some and warm up." β
Yang Liujiao laughed, and the bell on her body kept making a crisp sound, "Drink, drink, you know to drink, since the first time I saw you, you have been drinking." β
"Hahaha, wine is a good thing! I have been drinking with the master since I was a child, until the master left, I have actually developed a habit, if I don't drink for a day, my body will be uncomfortable. β
"Gotcha, gotta gotcha, yes, I don't think I can call you Chuncheng in the future, I'll call you a drunkard!"
"Drunkard?" Chuncheng frowned slightly, but then stretched out again, "Okay! Drunkard, haha." β
Speaking of this, Chuncheng suddenly stopped talking, and seemed to have made some decision in his heart, slowly walked to Yang Liu's side, and stood in a straight line with Yang Liu, the sky was full of snow, burying the figures of the two villains in this barren world.
Spring City gulped a few gulps of wine into his stomach and exhaled a mouthful of turbid air, and the cold air condensed the breath into a mist and spread out like smoke.
An arm slowly rested on Yang Liu's shoulder, and Chuncheng approached Yang Liu's face, exhaling hot air from his mouth from time to time.
A voice suddenly drifted into Yang Liu's ears, and then dissipated with the falling snow in the heavens and the earth.
"Will you be my little drunkard?"