After Qin Yi finished speaking, he originally felt that he was pretending to be forced, but before he could secretly cross his waist in his heart, his mind was immediately attracted by the aroma of wine.

The stopper was removed, and the fragrance overflowed overwhelmingly, spreading to the heavens and the earth in the blink of an eye, and the faint smell of blood in the cave instantly didn't know where the cover was.

And the breeze outside the mountain came slowly, and the fragrance of flowers and herbs sent was all covered up, as if the whole world only had the mellow fragrance of this fine wine, which penetrated into people's hearts, spread through the heart, and the spirit shook lightly, and they were drunk before drinking.

On the hill not far away, a bird was standing on a tree sleeping, and suddenly its feathers shook and opened its eyes, and soon their eyes became circles, and they shook and planted the tree.

A small beast scurried by the tree, and soon became hobbly.

This is Xianjia liquor...... Drunken immortals!

If the immortals take the non-phase as the standard, then the unphased and too clear may be drunk.

Qin Yi didn't know how much Yin Yixuan had blown this to, but at least for now, he could be sure that Huiyang would definitely be drunk.

This is a rare thing, the cultivation has reached this level, from the body to the soul is incomparably strong, what kind of wine can make you drunk?

Because it is rare, this drunken immortal brew is also very rare.

Immortals will want to get drunk, too.

Always too sober, always see clearly, in a certain angle is not too enviable.

It's rare to be confused, and the immortals also have the idea of getting drunk once.

Just as Xiyue is not an alcoholic, she just thinks, don't be so sober, don't count everything, she has even been for a long time, and she doesn't count anything.

The birth, old age, sickness and death at a glance, the calculation of the human heart at a glance, after seeing through it for more than 10,000 years, I feel like a numb stone, and nothing is meaningless.

The most tragic thing is that they are not yet above everything.

In the cage from which it cannot be escaped, the sober beast.

When can I get drunk?

There is no such wine...... At least it's hard to find.

Of course, it's too literate to say this, and there is no such boring self-pity and self-pity. It's just that when there is such a wine occasionally appears, maybe not only Xiyue, but also Zuo Qingtianyu's real person, must be interested in conspiring to get drunk.

Qin Yi was pouring wine.

The clear liquor in the cup is like a clear spring, and the bright moon in the sky is reflected in the cup, as if there is a moon in the cup.

Xiyue watched him pour wine quietly, her eyes dark.

I don't mean it's a confidant.

He could see why he was drinking...... Even Minghe thought that Master was just a hobby, and Master could treasure all the wines in the world, and he could know what kind of wine it was and how many years it was when he smelled the aroma of wine, and he could point to any wine with the most meaningful utensils.

But Master is definitely not an alcoholic who is addicted to one thing, it can only be a hobby.

However, Qin Yi only saw two sides, and he saw the true meaning. The so-called familiarity is just 10,000 years of drinking, and I have seen too much.

Qin Yi put his hand away. The liquor is flush with the rim of the glass, the mountain breeze stops, the liquor shakes slightly, and the bright moon in the cup seems to have a broken shadow, rippling slightly in the ripples.

In front of her was a wine she had never seen before, a pot of wine that could get drunk, and a person who understood her mind. The moon shines in the mountains, the breeze comes, the night fades away, and the morning light rises.

Xiyue didn't drink, and she already felt a little drunk.

What more could you ask for in life?

"Cheers. Qin Yi poured the wine and raised his glass to invite: "I hope this wine will not disappoint you." ”

Xiyue smiled slightly, raised her head and drank it all.

If the moon enters the throat in a drinking cup.

Xiyue closed her eyes and tasted lightly, as if she was slightly drunk, and Qin Yi almost exploded when she drank herself.

It was as if the fire was burning in the heart, and the blood in the whole body was mobilized, and the flames were rising, rushing to the scalp numb, and the soul shook, as if falling into the deepest dream, in a trance, swaying, I don't know what day and night, I don't know where this life is.

The moon is not drunk, he himself is almost drunk.

Xiyue suddenly asked, "What's the name of this wine?"

Qin Yi subconsciously said: "Drunken Moon." ”

"Drunken Moon ......" Xiyue looked up at the sky, but there was a strange smile on the corner of her mouth.

She was sure that Qin Yi didn't recognize her identity, but she knew that in the dark, some things were providential.

Xiyue habitually calculated a hexagram, the mental arithmetic was simple, and she didn't give any conditions, so she calculated it at will, and the answer she got was simple, but it was a gradual hexagram: "Hong gradually Yu Lu." ”

She didn't analyze it for a while, but thought for a moment and said, "What do you want?"

Qin Yi shook his head in a bit of a trance: "Don't." ”

"I promise someone a pot of Raccoon Wine, and I will help him get rid of the demons. This wine is the only best wine I have ever seen in my life, and you can ask for one. ”

"Don't. Qin Yi was impatient with the wine, and Xi Yue's words made him a little irritable, so he simply stood up and pulled his clothes, and said loudly: "Drinking is drinking, where do you come from so many and have nothing? A pot of wine is just a treasure, boring." ”

After finishing speaking, he didn't bother to pay attention to Xiyue, and his fingers flicked the tassel on his shoulder that had been watching the play: "Awesome, do you want to drink it?" ”

Tassel smiled: "Yes." ”

Qin Yi put the mouth of the wine gourd towards it and dripped two drops of wine.

The tassel "ahhh

Qin Yi was busy fishing, but he didn't catch it, the tassel himself grabbed his clothes in mid-air, and climbed up all the way, his eyes were circled.

Looking at that cute look, Qin Yi laughed.

The laughter spread far and wide, spreading all over the mountains.

Xiyue tasted the wine slowly, tilted her head to look at him and smiled.

Qin Yi glanced at her, walked to her side again, and added another glass to her: "Can you still drink it?"

Xiyue smiled slightly: "One cup is too little." ”

"Then come again. ”

The two had a drink again, and Xiyue's calm face finally flushed.

Qin Yi shook even more, pointed at her and said, "You usually act and carry wine around in a chic manner, it's good...... As a result, drinking at this time, but sitting so seriously, who is pretending to be it?"

Xiyue smiled: "How are you doing? Do you want to pull me up and dance?"

“emmmm...... I can't dance. Qin Yi took two steps upside down, looked up at the sky, the sky was gradually rising, it was already slightly white, the morning sun and the moon coexisted in the sky, and the glow was everywhere, which was very good-looking.

Qin Yi suddenly stroked his palms and smiled: "How can there be no food without wine?"

Xiyue said: "Where is the food?"

"Since the bright moon is poured into the throat, it should be accompanied by white clouds. Qin Yi stretched out his hand: "Go?"

Xiyue looked at his big hand, didn't bother, and reached out to hold it. The two of them paused at the same time and floated into the sky.

Above the clouds, Qin Yi raised his head and took a sip, and then stuffed the whole gourd to Xiyue: "Na...... You want to get drunk, not me. Drink more ......"

As he spoke, he staggered two steps and fished for the white clouds with his hands.

As soon as he scooped it up, Qin Yi patted his head: "The cloud is water...... It's not cotton cake. ”

There was a sudden golden light in his hand.

The white clouds swept around him, like a dragon gathered in front: "Let you be a cotton cake, you are a cotton cake!"

The white clouds are compressed into a cake, which in turn changes their properties.

Turning stones into gold, turning water into cakes?

The tassel rolled on Qin Yi's shoulder: "Qin Yi, I also want to eat cake!"

"Mm-hmm, eat cake. Qin Yi fed it, and the tassel hugged a cake that was bigger than it and nibbled on it.

Qin Yi handed over a piece to Xiyue and grinned.

Xiyue was eating the tasteless white cloud cake at all, which was really interesting.

How many years has it been...... No, how many thousand years, ten thousand years...... There is no such scene anymore?

This completely tasteless pastry has become the most special delicacy in this life.

Qin Yi sat in the clouds, looking at the moon in the distance, and was singing to the beat: "There are flowers to drink, and there is no moon and no upstairs." Three cups lead to the avenue, one drunk relieves a thousand sorrows......"

Xiyue laughed, and she didn't know if she was a flower or a moon in his eyes at this time...... In short, it's a pleasant thing to drink.

On the contrary, he is really ridiculous, all he wants is to get drunk, but he doesn't dare to get drunk. Even Qin Yi didn't bother to pay attention to himself, maybe he felt bored, and went to enjoy himself with his family spirit.

The heart is full of things, and there is no rest, it is better to have a sunshine.

She threw her head up and took a big sip, letting her drunkenness run through her heart unbridledly.

Pour the bright moon into the throat, and carry the white clouds to accompany the wine...... If you have this intention, why get drunk?