Chalu is just here to find someone.

Seeing that the shopkeeper left, he made a trick and said to the shrew: "Where have you been, and you haven't come back for so long?"

At this moment, the sky is getting darker and darker, and when I look up, even the moon comes out.

Zhulu waited for a while, but did not wait for a reply.

He leaned on the stone pillar in front of the porch a little bored, and couldn't help but think to himself: Could it be that this shrew has fallen into the pit?

It's really troublesome to suppress cultivation, and I can't even feel the breath of a shrew.

Zhulu was a little unhappy, but because of the symbiosis spell, he couldn't turn around and go back directly.

So he had to walk down the hallway.

"There's only one exit out, there's no way she's going to slip out of my nose. ”

The backyard of this Fenglou is comparable to a small mansion, and when he walked to the end of the corridor, he saw a person sitting in the pavilion at the end.

Slowly walked over, and as soon as his eyes drooped, he found the wine jar on the ground.

Zhulu was speechless, saying that his stomach hurts, and he is drinking when it hurts?

"Hey, vixen. Chalu called.

Yan Yinzhi poured wine into his mouth as if he hadn't heard it.

The spicy wine choked her with tears, how could she be, how could she meet him here? I have died once, why, do I still meet him?

What stomach hurts, what you want to go to the toilet, it's just an excuse to see the exact face of the person you don't want to see.

As soon as Yan Yinzhi left the table, she stood in the backyard for a while, the quieter she was, the more she felt that she felt a feeling of breathlessness in her heart.

Pulled a shopkeeper at random, let him carry a few jars of wine, and sat alone in this gazebo, borrowing wine to kill his sorrows.

It's just that I didn't expect that after cultivating immortals, I don't know how much alcohol I even drink, and I can't get drunk no matter how much I drink.

It wasn't until the last altar was left in his hand that he felt dizzy.

"Haha!" Yan Yinzhi shook up suddenly, "Bastard!"

Taken aback by this sudden voice, he just wanted to get as far away from this drunkard as possible.

So he turned around, lifted his feet and left.

As soon as he took a few steps, Yan Yinzhi's voice came from behind him: "Life must be happy, don't make the golden bottle empty to the moon!"

Zhulu frowned, what is the shrew crazy about?

"I am born to be useful, and I will come back when my daughter is gone......"

“...... Hu'er will exchange for fine wine, and sell eternal sorrow with you!"

"......" was speechless, why did he suddenly read the poem.

sighed, turned around and walked towards Yan Yinzhi.

"Why are you crazy? Drink so much alcohol and don't know how to use mana to get rid of ...... alcohol"

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the shrew who fell directly.

Zhulu looked unhappy and then turned her body upside down, and just wanted to use her mana to sober her up, but she suddenly spoke, "Lin Sijin? ”

Yan Yinzhi shook his head to himself, "Why is Lin Sijin here......" Yan Yinzhi burped, "Lin Wang bastard!I x@&%*$#......"

"......" Zhulu's face darkened. Is this shrew really drunk? Can she still have the energy to curse when she is drunk?

Thinking of this, I just wanted to mobilize the mana in my body, but was interrupted by her again.

"Immortal...... Immortal stick?" Yan Yinzhi got up from his arms with drunken eyes, looked at the faint face, and then pounced again, hugging him tightly, "Stick, stick, stick......"

Shouting and shouting, and crying again.

"......" clenched his fists.

Can I slap this shrew to death right now?

Zhulu took several deep breaths and calmed down his anger...... It's not that he can't concentrate on it, anyone who hears the 'stick' after sentence will be angry.

"You, hair, what, what, crazy!" these words almost popped out of between your teeth one by one.

Zhulu tore Yan Yinzhi's hand, directly picked up her collar, and lifted her up, "Am I too kind to you to let you kick your nose in the face like this?"

Yan Yinzhi sniffed, it was so uncomfortable to be carried like this...... So as soon as his leg was strained, it was directly wrapped around the waist of the person in front of him.

Zhulu was startled by her action, and as soon as he let go of his hand, he was about to get off the leg of this shameless woman.

As soon as he let go, Yan Yinzhi had a gravitational force and almost fell down.

Fortunately, she reacted in time and directly hooked the neck of the person in front of her with her hand.

Inadvertently, he met the eyes full of anger.

Yan Yinzhi blinked and blinked the excess water out of his eyes.

"You come down for me!" said Zhulu's face was as black as if ink was about to drip out.

Yan Yinzhi tilted her head, looked at the thin lips that were closed, and involuntarily leaned in directly.

"......" Zhulu's eyes widened in horror, and his mind went blank for an instant.

"It's not enough. Yan Yinzhi muttered, and gnawed on the lower lip flap of the thin lip......

Because he drank too much, the stamina of the wine came up, so Yan Yinzhi didn't know where to throw it for a long time.

The collision between the lips and teeth, the smell of wine mixed with the smell of blood after biting his lips, made Zhulu shiver and instantly come back to his senses.

The red-faced and red-eared person directly flipped the person on her body, watching her head snort on the stone bench, she couldn't care so much about chasing the deer, and walked away quickly......

With this collision, Yan Yinzhi completely fainted.

Zhulu gradually slowed down, looking dazed.

The heart in the chest felt like it was about to jump out.

There was still her breath on her mouth, as well as the strong smell of wine and a faint smell of blood......

Zhulu just wants to vent all the depression in his chest at the moment.

The first person to kiss was the shrew! Zhulu shouted angrily in his heart, eager to rush back now and crush the shrew into slag.

I don't care about any tasks! I'll go back to Pituo Mountain immediately, and it has nothing to do with me what you people like to do!

Zhulu shouted this sentence in his heart, and his hands instantly sealed, wanting to break through the prohibition of sealing his own cultivation.

But as soon as the fingers moved, they were deflated again...... After living for more than 10,000 years, how can you be as willful as a child?

Zhulu lowered his hand and shook his head dejectedly.

He turned around and walked again in the direction of the gazebo.

The smell of blood in the air became heavier and heavier, and even if the cultivation was suppressed, Zhulu could smell it.

Presumably, the shrew's head was broken.

Thinking of this, Zhulu quickened his pace.

When he arrived at the place where Yan Yinzhi was lying on the corpse, he raised his foot and kicked her, "Vixen, don't play dead for me, get up and go back to the room quickly." ”

Yan Yinzhi did not react.

"Vixen?"

Still no response.

"Yan Yinzhi?"

Still no response.

Zhulu sighed, squatted down to pick up the swollen-eyed shrew, inadvertently caught a glimpse of the blood stains on the ground, and sighed again.

If you really walked away just now because you were angry, and let this shrew bleed non-stop, she might have to go to the netherworld to fish for people.

"What kind of bad luck have I done, you are such a good thing. Zhulu said angrily.

Then he resigned himself to her fate and walked in the direction of the front hall with her.

When he got to the outside of the room, he kicked open the door and walked in, throwing the shrew in his hand directly onto the bed.

As soon as he wanted to turn around and leave, he seemed to remember something again, and turned around and performed a healing technique.

He gave the shrew a vicious look, brushed his sleeves and left.

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