The moon on the top of the mountain is more beautiful, and the night breeze is intoxicating. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

This is what Luo Yuqing and Bai Wuchang said.

Luo Yuqing stepped on the wind and Lingfeng, and Bai Wuchang accompanied him with wine.

Under the stars and moon, the two are alone.

As soon as Tingting turned around, she was more beautiful than ten thousand flowers.

"White impermanence. Yuqing was gentle, afraid of disturbing Mingyue's pride: "My sister is obviously a demon, why do you say immortal, do you look down on demons?"

The voice is gentle, but the meaning is cold.

After laughing drunk, he drank on the altar again, not afraid that the wine would wet his clothes: "I'm a ghost, can you afford a ghost?"

It's a ghost, and it's a drunken ghost at the top of the peak.

Yuqing looked up at the stars and smiled faintly: "Fellow demons and ghosts, why do you bother to ask this ......?"

"Can Xiao every word look down on ghosts and demons?"

He was obviously drunk, and when he asked, he was not drunk, and it was difficult to ask the person who replied.

"Are you afraid of ......"

He took advantage of the wine momentum and interrupted Yuqing's words again: "Not to mention that Xiao every word can't afford to look down on ghosts and demons, his daughter died under the fangs, and you are all poison illusions, are you afraid that he will still have hatred?"

Luo Yuqing never thought about this, and he couldn't answer.

"Every word regards Yuzhu as a palm jewel, if he knows that Yuzhu deceived him, will he have a gap with Yuzhu in the future?"

What if he lied to him?

Yuzhu loved him and desperately gave birth to a child for him.

In order to save his daughter, he lost almost all the demon spirits.

He tested poison all year round, and if it weren't for the rejuvenation of Yuzhu's skillful hand, he would have died eight hundred times.

He still dares to have a gap with Yuzhu?

Thinking of the suffering of the little junior sister in recent years, Yuqing was moved in her heart and almost cried.

replied to him coldly: "He dares to bear the jade bead, I will kill him without leaving a whole corpse!"

"Can you be the master of Yuzhu, and what right do you have to be the master of Yuzhu?"

Asked lightly, Yuqing was speechless, snatched the wine jar in Bai Wuchang's hand, and took a sip.

"Perhaps, it was me who was despicable and underestimated Xiao's every word. Bai Wuchang lowered his eyebrows and sighed: "However, the most unpredictable thing is more than people's hearts, if you say a few words of panic without money, you don't need to worry, why not?"

The panicked words in the courtyard seemed to be said casually, but I didn't expect that there was a thoughtful thing behind it.

"However, as soon as you enter the Zhengnan Demon Realm, sooner or later you will be recognized. ”

Yuqing lowered his eyebrows and listened to the wind, a little hesitant.

Holding the wine jar in her hand, Bai Wuchang took half a sip of it, and laughed drunkenly: "He is already a demon, and he has to reunite with a family of three, is he willing to leave?"

After laughing drunk, he said nonsense: "Whether he is reluctant to leave or not, it is already your Zhengnan family matter, and it is not too much to teach your brother-in-law a lesson for your eldest aunt." ”

With two words, the dark clouds in Yuqing's heart were dispersed.

"Why is it agreed that Xiao is not allowed to test the poison again every word?"

He was so drunk that he was shaken by the mountain wind, and found a stone to sit down, but he refused to stop drinking: "If he tries to die of poison, your sisters will have to chase the soul from my underworld, and the demon ancestor of Zhengnan will come to the underworld, this matter, it will be a headache to think about." ”

His face was full of sadness, and he laughed at Yuqing.

This is his nonsense again, Xiao is not allowed to try poison again every word, he must not want Yuzhu to live a fearful life again.

Yuqing Tingting, approaching the wine jar, took it with her slender hand, raised her eyebrows and smiled: "Zhengnan Demon Realm, if you owe it, you must pay it back, I want to hear what Bai Jun wants to settle with me." ”

"It's a simple piece of clothing. Bai Wuchang was so drunk that he blushed, and joked about the account: "In order to save Xiao's every word, I put in a new robe." ”

Such a great affection, but he only said that it became a garment.

"How do you want me to pay it back?"

"There is no distinction between the amount of alcohol, let's fight until dawn!"

The night breeze wafts the fragrance of wine, and the morning glow is red.

Low eyebrows and ask about residual wine, how homesick is drunk?

In the early morning, Yuqing was confused, and heard Bai Wuchang laughing drunkenly and muttering to himself: "Luo Yuqing, Luo Yuru, Luo Yuzhu, what is Qing Ruzhu?"

Yuqing's face was red, and in half sleep, he listened to his own questions and answers: "Light as a pearl, a breeze like a pearl, elegant as a pearl?" I guess it's a dew like a pearl." ”

Listening to the sound of the wine jar again, he actually laughed at himself: "Because Luo Yudan, Luo Yufeng, and Luo Yuya are not as good as Luo Yulu." ”

"Maybe it's because the fog is like a bead and the tears are like a bead?" Yuqing didn't open his starry eyes and gently messed with him.

"Luo Yuwu, Luo Yu's tears, seem to be as good as Luo Yulu. He muttered, and suddenly begged: "Little lady, I have made a fake couple, please, tell me." ”

If you want to be a real couple, come to Jeongnam to propose marriage, and I will give you the answer.

This sentence, even Yuqing himself doesn't know, did he say it?

The breeze is drunk, and the lovesickness in the dream is untraceable.

When I woke up again, there was only an empty jar with me.

The impermanence of the white monarch of the underworld?

Yuqing stroked his drunken face and smiled faintly.

On the way back to the underworld, Bai Wuchang slapped himself eight hundred and seventy times.

His face flushed, and he sobered up his wine.

What would you say?

She is the senior sister of Zhengnan Demon Ancestor, should you also talk nonsense?

You think you've done a great favor to the Zhengnan Demon Realm, if Suzaku knows that Yuqing has such thoughts, it's strange not to slaughter Zhengnan.

Alas, it's really better to go on the same road with the master, these things of warblers and swallows will never be my turn.

Fengdu City is wide open.

The door division was really jealous that Meng Nu was Bai Wuchang's godmother, so he put the door of Baijun's mansion back and smashed dozens of catties of nails.

There is no city gate barrier, and the wind is swirling in Fengdu City.

Everyone pretended not to see this, which made the door even more angry.

Fengdu City is not mine alone, why should I pay for the repair of the door myself?

Everyone is cunning, and they don't know that this gate will be empty for thousands of years.

The wind blew cold, and the Moji drank all day to keep out the cold.

A face that was already extremely ugly was cut by the cold wind.

When he saw the white ghost envoy coming from afar, he was thinking something in his mouth, and he kept slapping himself in his hand.

The last time he was blackmailed by him for a pot of wine, Menji already held a grudge, but at this time, seeing his down-and-out appearance, his heart almost smiled.

Hiding the wine at hand, Moji greeted him.

Before he spoke, he was first amused, full of schadenfreude.

"Is the White Oni Envoy fighting mosquitoes?"

He took out a feather fan to cover his mouth and nose, and finally could smell some of the fishy smell of the Moji.

"Tickle the face, scratch. ”

Looking at Bai Wuchang carefully, his thin face was red and swollen, and the door was even happier, and stretched out his hairy ghost claws: "I can help." ”

was upset and didn't bother with him, but he was followed by him.

Walking to the city gate, Bai Wuchang turned his head and asked, "Lord Menji, have you heard?"

Moji turned to the city wall to take shelter from the wind, and his face was puzzled.

With a long sigh, Bai Wuchang expressed deep concern: "Our new judge, my lord, is useless, can't stand the cold weather, and hides in the house all day long and doesn't come out. ”

What did he mean by mentioning it suddenly?

The door division sneered: "The judge is not dead, what is the matter with my door division?"

Bowing his head and smiling bitterly, he shook his head, Bai Wuchang stepped into the city, and said as he walked: "If there is a city gate to block the wind, maybe this judge will be able to survive until the end of his term, if he dies halfway to the Yin evil invasion, I don't know who Boss Yan should be angry with?"

The farther and farther people go, the softer they speak.

But he was clearly understood by the Moji.

The ghost eyes turned around a few times, and after thinking about it, Moji slapped his thigh and sighed heavily: "It's fucking ruined again!"