"At that time, you were still a little demon who was still a shallow cultivator, and you often told me that your master and sisters didn't like you."

"Why don't they like me?"

Yunhe looked at Feng Qiwu and laughed, patting her head, "Probably because she was too stupid"

Feng Qiwu was very disgusted and put aside his hand, "Then they must regret it now, now I am the only immortal in the fairy world"

"Did the stupid bird fly first?"

Feng Qiwu looked at him suspiciously, "When I was in the East China Sea, I said I was stupid, and now I say I'm stupid, are you jealous of me?"

Yun He, who had just taken a sip of wine, heard this, and almost squirted out, "What can I be jealous of you? I think I'm pretty good now?" Yun He tightened his clothes and glanced at Feng Qiwu vigilantly.

"Don't worry, I'm not interested in you"

When Yunhe heard this, he suddenly leaned in front of Feng Qiwu, only a finger away, "Why are you not interested in me?"

Feng Qiwu could clearly feel Yunhe's breathing, gently with the fragrance of wine, a pair of warm purple eyes with a smile, looking at her with burning eyes, as if there were peach blossoms blooming there.

Feng Qiwu's heart was beating faster and faster, faster and faster, as if it was about to jump out. Seeing that Yunhe was getting closer and closer to him, Feng Qiwu pushed it away, and his face was already like that sunset, red through half the sky.

Don't look over, take a deep breath, "There are so many good-looking men in the fairy world, why should I be interested in you alone?"

"Hahaha....... Those men can compare to me?"

"Why can't we compare with you, they are all men, they are all immortals, in my opinion, they are not different. ”

"Then why is your face red?" Yunhe looked at her with a smirk.

"I ...... It's just that...... It's just because I drank the wine and the wind blew a little hot," Feng Qiwu touched his face and pretended to be calm.

Yunhe wanted to say something, but was interrupted impatiently by Feng Qiwu.

"Don't digress from the topic, pick up where we just said"

"Linghua Shangxian begged people to do things, this is the attitude?" may have been a little tired from sitting, Yunhe was half-leaning, holding his head with one hand, and playing with the jade pendant on his waist with the other.

"You came uninvited, and you said that it was my old friend, and besides, you also drank this Lansheng wine, so it's not an exaggeration to talk about what happened to me before" Feng Qiwu was naturally not to be outdone.

"What if you know it, it's just to increase your sorrows"

"If you have slept for 5,000 years, and someone wakes up and tells you, congratulations, you have finally succeeded in cultivating, and now you are the only immortal in the immortal world. And then here, all the previous memories are gone, you think desperately, you think desperately, you still can't remember, it seems that something is missing, what will you do?" Feng Qiwu pointed to his head, and said in a somewhat choked voice.

Yunhe wanted to say something, but before he could speak, he heard Si Ming's voice.

"Little crane, I haven't seen you for thousands of years, and I don't know if I go to Xingjun's Mansion to see me when I come out of retreat," Si Ming strode over.

"Didn't you just come out of retreat to catch the wedding of the third prince of the East China Sea, I happened to meet Qiwu in the East China Sea, and I didn't say a few words, so I thought about coming and seeing"

"Oh~ Then why didn't I see you?"

"I was entangled in important matters, so I congratulated the Dragon King of the East China Sea and left. Well, it's okay. ”

"Very good, it just so happens that I have nothing to do today, I can have a drink" turned his head to look at Feng Qiwu, "Qi'er is willing to contribute a few jars of wine?"

Feng Qiwu suddenly felt a chill down his spine, and a cold sweat broke out.

Those immortals in Su Ri will call her Linghua Shangxian when they see her, although this Yunhe said that he is an old friend with her, but she doesn't remember it, she only met today, and she is not familiar enough to call her by her name. Moreover, a person who calls her full name on weekdays calls her Qi'er today...........

Today, it is not a collision with the yellow calendar, and there is an evil haunt.

Si Ming stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Feng Qiwu's eyes, "Qi'er, what are you thinking, so fascinated"

"Oh...... It's nothing, it's rare that Si Ming doesn't dislike my wine, so it's naturally willing" got up stiffly and walked towards Chunfeng Ju.

As soon as Feng Qiwu left, Si Ming's face sank.

"What did you say to her?" said a chill between the lines.

With a wicked smile on the corner of Yunhe's mouth, he said word by word, "Front..... Dust..... Pass.... To, love..... Hate...... Feeling....... Feud"

Si Ming clenched one hand into a fist and slammed it on the table, "She has forgotten, she shouldn't be allowed to remember it again, these are only endless pain for her"

"Hmph...... What happened back then, if you hadn't .........." Yunhe played with his wine glass and looked at Si Ming with interest.

"What happened back then?" Feng Qiwu deliberately picked two jars of good wine.

"You have to ask Si Ming about this," Yunhe's eyebrows hid a smile that saw a good show.

"Nothing"

"Hey, don't be embarrassed, Xiao Qiwu, let me tell you, Si Ming fell in love with a little demon at that time, but it's a pity that the falling flowers are intentionally ruthless" After speaking, he looked at Si Ming intentionally or unintentionally.

Feng Qiwu suddenly became interested, "No wonder your iron tree has not bloomed for thousands of years, could it be that you have been deeply injured by that little demon, and you haven't forgotten it"

"Yes, people didn't take a fancy to me," Si Ming said, but his eyes stared straight at Yunhe.

"Si Ming, you don't have to be too sad, isn't it good to be a Xuannu. Although it is a little inferior to me, its appearance is one of the best among the immortals."

"Xiao Qiwu's old errand this month is getting more and more proficient," Yunhe smiled brightly.

"Isn't this the same for the little crane, there is no beautiful woman by his side, and Qi'er will look for the little crane another day. ”

Feng Qiwu held his chin and thought about it carefully, "I'll ask the Hundred Flowers Fairy when I go back, there is something suitable for you."

Yunhe rolled his eyes at Si Ming, meddling in his affairs.

Si Ming ignored him and opened the wine, smelling a bitter smell.

"Isn't this wine brewed well, it smells so bad," Si Ming pushed the wine jar in disgust in front of Feng Qiwu.

"You don't understand this, Liantang's fruit is originally bitter," he said, poured himself a full cup, and took a sip gently, "The bitterness is left on the tip of the tongue, and it will be sweet in the heart." ”

"It seems that Si Ming still can't learn how to taste wine," Yunhe said jokingly.

"It's easy to make mistakes when you drink too much of this wine, I don't know who drank too much last time, and almost burned the peach orchard."

Feng Qiwu was speechless for a while, and opened another jar of wine, "Okay, okay, this jar is fruit wine, let's drink it for you"

"You've known each other for so long, why have you never heard Si Ming mention it?"

Yunhe looked at Si Ming, "Am I so unsightly?"

"This ..... You're ....... Didn't you practice in retreat, and you forgot about it for a while?"

"You and I have known each other for almost 6,000 years, I'm such a big living person, you can forget it?"

"As you know, I don't have a good memory."

"You remember my ugly thing quite clearly," Feng Qiwu said softly.

"I see that the weather is very good today, Xiao Qiwu, let me take you to a fun place, right?"

"Okay, staying in Jiuling Mountain all day, I'm almost bored to death, where are we going?"

"No," Si Ming slammed on the table.

Two pairs of eyes stared at him in unison, and Si Ming was uncomfortable, "It just so happens that I have nothing to do today, and I will go too." ”

Yunhe was instantly unhappy when he heard it, "I'll take Xiao Qiwu out to play, what are you making a fuss about?"

"Why am I just calling for fun, you and I haven't seen each other for so long, so I don't have to catch up on the old days" Si Ming looked at Yunhe with an unconvinced expression.

The feet of the two shouted at each other under the table, you came and went, and suddenly there was a sound of "Peng", the table cracked from the middle and was split in half.

Feng Qiwu squatted on the ground, looking at the Lansheng wine that had been integrated into the ground, still bubbling with aroma, and wanted to cry without tears, "Xiao Lanlan, you said that I haven't started drinking you yet, why is it broken" The more I thought about it, the more I couldn't figure it out.

Feng Qiwu raised his eyes to look at the two who were fighting vigorously in the distance, closed his eyes, and tried to suppress the anger in his heart, but it had no effect.

One flashed forward, blocked in front of Yunhe, grabbed Si Ming's arm, and one fell over the shoulder, and Si Ming fell heavily to the ground. Flashed behind Yun He, and with a force under his feet, Yun He fell on Si Ming's body.

"You pay me for my wine," Feng Qiwu said angrily.

The two of them looked at Lan Shengjiu together, and then looked at Feng Qiwu's fiery eyes, lowered their heads and wanted to sneak away, but they were tied to their waists by the white silk thrown out of Feng Qiwu's sleeves, and they fell hard.

"I know there is a place where there may be Lansheng wine," Yunhe said softly, protecting his face.

"Where?"

"Santu River, next to the Nai He Bridge, Meng Po Village"

"Meng Po boils Meng Po soup all day long, where is there time to make wine, and besides, isn't that Lansheng only available in the fairy world?"

"Poorly, this orchid was born in the underworld, but later the Emperor of Heaven found that this thing was particularly sweet, so he brought the seeds to the fairy world, which gave rise to the later Lansheng wine."

"Let's go, then."