After the punch, the two looked at each other and went back to their rooms.

Zhuge Chen sat on the edge of the bed, tiredness swelled up, kowtowing vigorously, and he was extremely sleepy like this.

After all, he had only experienced a battle of sword intent with Tang De, and he had no reservations about the punch just now, and he used up all his essence in an instant.

It's a big cost, but it's worth it. Thinking that Sister Qi was defeated in his hands this time, she would not look for trouble with him in the future.

He got up and poured himself a cup of tea, rinsed his mouth and spit it out, and said to himself: "The taste of tea is a little light, but the wine is still delicious." ”

Thinking like this, he took out a pot of immortal brew called Zhuxian Spring from the mustard seeds and placed it on the table, and then took out a white jade wine glass, which was not official. This immortal brew called Zhuxian Spring is expensive, and two pots cost one Zhuxian coin, and there is no market. The winery that produces this wine, even if it is an excellent vintage, because it only supplies 100 pots to the outside world. Those cultivators who claim to be immortals in wine are proud to be able to drink this wine, which is enough to see how cherished this wine is.

Now Zhuge Chen only carries three pots on his body, and he really drinks one pot and one pot less. Just these three pots were stolen by him from the cellar of the Zhuge family. Otherwise, even if he was still the god king who was appointed as the next head of the family at that time, he would not be able to drink such an expensive immortal brew. Even if he had money in his hand, he couldn't buy it. The same group of cultivators who are at least the realm of the Great Zhen Dao compete for it, unless he is tired of being crooked.

Just when he wanted to drink the Zhuxian Spring and spend a comfortable time tonight, a knock suddenly sounded in his ears, followed by Tang De's voice: "Is it Zhuge Chen? I'm here to bring you wine!"

The young man in white didn't know why Tang De, who was the prince of Xiyou, came here to offer his courtesy, but it was not easy to turn people away. As soon as I wanted to get up and open the door, I caught a glimpse of the immortal brew still on the table. This kind of good wine, or is the fertilizer and water not left in the fields of outsiders, how good is it to keep it for Wang Daxue and the head of the Wang family in the future?

Unexpectedly, Tang De pushed the door directly, and his smiling facial features were piled together: "Are you drinking? Come and taste me, it definitely has a different flavor." ”

Zhuge Chen looked at him suspiciously, and said in his heart, what good wine can there be in the demon cave?

Tang De seemed to guess what Zhuge Chen was thinking, and said: "Let me tell you, I bought this wine in the restaurant opened by Baibaozhai, and a pot costs a sinking coin! ”

"Then you still buy it?" Zhuge Chen asked rhetorically.

"Isn't this trying to make friends with you, a sword cultivator who can make Liu Jian deflated! No matter how expensive the wine is, it's worth it. Tang De said with a smile: "Drink me, don't look good, but it's definitely more mellow than yours!"

Zhuge Chen nodded thoughtfully and said, "That's okay!"

......

Although the room is small, there are all kinds of tea tables and wine tables, although I'm sorry for the price of a sinking coin for one night, but since it is in the devil's cave, it is reasonable for others to make a small fortune. What's more, the Shen Zhen Coin has been depreciated repeatedly over the years, and the exchange with the Dongtian Coin has soared from the first 100 to the current 300, which is not unacceptable.

The two of them sat on the wine table on the balcony of the house, and the moonlight was just enough to sprinkle on the two of them.

Tang De filled a cup for Zhuge Chen, and asked, "Why don't I call you Brother Chen in the future, what do you think?"

Zhuge Chen shrugged his shoulders and said, "You can call it however you want, that's your business." ”

Getting along with Tang De is naturally not as natural as getting along with Wang Daxue. There is no way, the two of them really can't be regarded as like-minded, at best, they are like-minded, this has to be Zhuge Chen deliberately lowered his standards. So this Brother Chen, whose name is not right, is not right, so he can applaud it however he wants.

But Tang De felt that the relationship between the two had taken a big step closer, and Zhuge Chen, who was called by Brother Chen, had goosebumps. I can't wait to cheer up and punch Tang De's not surprising, but very attractive face.

"It is rumored in the outside world that Brother Chen's realm is extremely low, and now you still haven't crossed the boundary between immortals and mortals. I don't think it's true, you can make Liu Jianjian's heart dusty, how can the realm not be lower to this!" Tang De hadn't drunk yet, and he was already full of nonsense: "Even the big brother of business is extremely optimistic about you, and thinks that only you are qualified to become his enemy! ”

Zhuge Chen drank the wine in the cup, but he was still thinking about his pot of immortal springs, and replied casually: "The rumors in the outside world are right, I really haven't crossed the gap between the immortals. As he spoke, he also accidentally released all his qi engines to let Tang De feel better.

Tang Deru was struck by lightning, and it took a long time to come back to his senses: "It turns out that the gossip is indeed credible, and it is all because of those minions, who only know how to persuade me to think more for myself all day long, and not to listen to ethereal remarks." Good fellows, even their masters dare to deceive. When I go back to Xiyou, I will definitely connect them to the Nine Clans!"

Looking at Tang De, who drank stuffy wine alone and sent wine into his stomach one by one, Zhuge Chen laughed out loud for no reason.

Tang De said a little uncomfortably: "What are you laughing at?"

Zhuge Chen opened his mouth and said: "I laugh at you for your child's temper, you are so old, you still only know how to do things according to your own preferences." The persuasion of your subordinates is all good words, and when it comes to you, how can it become a capital crime? Your big business brother didn't educate you about this?"

"Where is he willing to educate me!" Tang De smiled miserably: "I know in my heart that people like you and Shangxue look down on me in their hearts, you are a mountain and a wild cultivator, and everything pays attention to self-reliance." Although he is a prince of the Great Shang, he does not take the dragon chair in his eyes at all, and he never asks for help from the Great Shang royal family no matter what he does. I'm the only one who really can't do without my background. ”

Zhuge Chen laughed and said, "Where is this!"

Everyone has a knot, but I didn't expect that Tang De, the noble prince, turned out to be his own identity, and it was really impermanent. Mortals have knots, and it is the distress of running around for a living, but Tang De naturally does not have it. The knot in the heart of the Jianghu ranger is the resentment of not knowing hunger, hunger, coldness and warmth, and not knowing where the person he is thinking about, Tang De has been reincarnated as the prince of Xiyou in this life, so he doesn't have to think about this. The knot in the hearts of the low-level cultivators is precarious, and they can't figure out whether they can live to see the sun tomorrow's helplessness, and Tang De, who has no heart and lungs to be comparable to Wang Daxue, can't give birth to such a thought.

So where is the knot in his heart?

Perhaps the mountain of business is too high for him to even have the courage to climb over. Or maybe he knows his limits, but he never wants to believe it.

In Zhuge Chen's view, these are actually mediocre people.

He got up and walked into the house, and retrieved his pot of Zhuxian Spring: "Mine is actually more delicious, how many cups?" and as he said that, he poured a cup for Tang De.

At this time, Tang De, who was already drunk and hazy, drank all the wine in the cup, only to feel that the world was spinning, and he seemed to have ascended to the fairy world. He listened quietly to the fairies around him playing the song that lingered in the aftermath, slowly beating the beat under his feet, and muttering to himself: "This wine should only be in the sky!"

Zhuge Chen looked at the full moon reflected in the wine glass tonight, but when his thoughts drifted away, he didn't forget to take a sip of this immortal spring that was difficult to buy. That year, that month, also when a full moon was in the sky, he was more like a young man than now, and he drank the first time he drank the immortal springs that he secretly stole from his home. Although it was inevitable to preach afterwards, the feeling of fluttering at that time was unforgettable, and I am afraid that no matter how much wine I drink in the future, I will not be able to get back the original feeling.

But if it were to happen again, he would do it anyway.

Why?

It's just that the man who sat and drank at that time is no longer there. And he died because of Zhuge Chen, which is also his biggest knot. Whether this life can be unraveled, I can't say.

He suddenly laughed wildly, but a tear slipped quietly from the corner of his eye. A dignified seven-foot man, although he has tears and does not flick, but he has not yet reached the sad place!

It's just that no matter how much you do these things, it won't help. Maybe in the eyes of others, he broke down and stood just to get back to the top, which is true, but not only.

He wants revenge, not for himself, but for his brother.

If you just look at this, he is exactly the same as the overlord. It's just that what traps the overlord is the love between men and women, but what is the cage that seals him is brotherhood.

Tang De noticed Zhuge Chen's strange appearance, and he was already drunk and hazy, he tried his best to open his eyes and asked, "Brother Chen, what's wrong with you?"

Zhuge Chen raised his head and drank: "It's okay, continue to drink." ”

That night, even if the two drank up the pot of priceless Zhuxian Spring, Zhuge Chen didn't feel distressed. Then they drank all the wine brought by Tang De, and then fell directly drunk on the balcony.

The moonlight sprinkled on the faces of the two, full of tranquility.

Maybe only after getting drunk, these two young men with a heavy knot can behave so unscrupulously!

Therefore, there is nothing better in the world than after drinking.

......

Early the next morning, if Sister Qi hadn't rushed into the house in a hurry to wake them up, Zhuge Chen and Tang De would definitely have slept until three o'clock in the morning.

It wasn't until he drank a cup of hangover tea that Zhuge Chen remembered that he was going to leave for the depths of the cave today. It has been dragged for two days at the foot of this Ten Thousand Swords Mountain, and everything has to be accelerated.

Zhuge Chen hurriedly said apologetically to Sister Qi: "I'm sorry, I forgot about important things." ”

Sister Qi snorted coldly and said, "Since you know that the wine is quickly packed up, do you want everyone to wait for you?!"

The co-author is still angry that the two fought and lost last night.

Because of the robe, Zhuge Chen did not smell of alcohol. I saw that his sword qi washed himself from top to bottom, and he regained the freshness before drinking.

As for Donde, he could only go to the bath. Otherwise, I can't get along with people with that unpleasant smell.

By the time he finally cleaned up, he had already lost a lot of time, so naturally it was inevitable that Sister Qi had always been held accountable for treating everyone equally, and she was almost expelled from the team.

And Tang De had no choice but to turn his attention to Zhuge Chen.

Unexpectedly, Zhuge Chen just patted the sword rubber pillar on his waist, and whistled as if no one was around.