Yuan Zhenyi didn't brag, the wine he brought was indeed good wine. The entrance is mellow and fragrant, the aftertaste is long, and what is even more commendable is that there is a faint wine meaning that surrounds the body. The meridian that Mo Wuji was opened was even more moisturized by the wine, and his whole body was smooth.

"Sure enough, it's a good wine, take a sip of Shutai all over the body. Mo Wuji said in admiration, he guessed that there was spiritual grass in this wine, otherwise it would not have made him feel so comfortable.

As soon as Yuan Zhen heard Mo Wuji praise his wine, he said even more proudly, "Brother Mo is really a person who understands wine, and I used a taste of spiritual fruit for this wine." I am from the Changyan Lord's Country, and that year I accidentally entered the Thunder Mist Forest, but I didn't expect to be blessed by misfortune and obtain a spiritual fruit in it. As a result, I made ten jugs of fine wine, and this is the last jug. But it's a lot of wine, hahaha......"

Mo Wuji knew that Yuan Zhenyi was a bold person when he heard it, and the wine brewed from this spirit fruit was of astonishing value, but the key was that he couldn't buy it. Yuan Zhenyi liked what he said, so he took it out and drank it.

"It's really a shame that we met in Pingshui, but we drank the good wine of my original brother. Mo Wuji suddenly thought of the Changyan Lord Country, wasn't it the one who started a war with the Chengyu Lord Country, but Mo Wuji didn't care, he had no sense of belonging to the Chengyu Lord Country.

Yuan Zhenyi laughed again, "Brother Mo said this, and he saw the outside, just like Brother Mo just said, the Tao is not the same." Brother Mo and I hit it off at first sight, not to mention a pot of wine, even if it is a good thing, it is difficult to compare it to meet at first sight. ”

"No matter how good a thing is, it's hard to hit it off at first sight. Come, Brother Zhenyi, Eleven Niang, Bu Er, let's have another drink. Mo Wuji has a big heart, since he was reborn by his lover, this is the first time he has been so open-minded.

The four of them picked up their glasses and drank them all.

Even when he had opened the first meridian, all he had was a sense of excitement and indescribable joy. But it wasn't exhilarating, and at this moment, he felt the real exhilaration, a real relaxation and straightforwardness.

After drinking, Mo Wuji couldn't help but sing loudly:

"There are several confidants in the world

How many friendships last forever

Today's parting is a handshake with you

Friendship is always in your heart and mine

Today there is a farewell

He will be able to gather together

Even if you can't meet in person

Always a friend

It is said that there are thousands of miles of mountains

Separate the two places

No face-to-face meeting is required

I know it in my heart

Friendship can't be changed

......

At first, Mo Wuji sang alone, and later Yuan Zhenyi and others also learned to sing along with him.

......

Wen Manzhu stood outside the tent where Mo Wuji was, frowning all the time. People like Mo Wuji and Yuan Zhenyi mixed together and drank loudly, which made her a little unhappy.

Mo Wuji used to be a small county king, even if he didn't have the identity of the county king, he couldn't be so depraved. If this continues, Mo Wuji will no longer be able to climb out of the subordinates. If she hadn't felt a little guilty in her heart and wanted to help Mo Wuji, she would have turned around and left a long time ago. Maybe she didn't realize that she came here for another purpose, which was to help Situ Po inquire about the origin of that gentleman.

But when she heard Mo Wuji sing about the eternal friendship, she was shocked. She and Mo Wuji have been together for the longest time, and she knows Mo Wuji well. But I never knew that Mo Wuji had such a good musical talent, this singing voice is extremely pleasant, and it is sincere in the plain.

"Brother Mo, this song is good, I like it. No matter how many mountains and rivers there are, friendship can't be changed!" Eleven Niang's face was flushed, and she walked to Mo Wuji's side with a wine glass like a man, grabbed Mo Wuji's arm and said loudly with drunken eyes.

Yuan Zhenyi also stood up and raised his glass and said, "It's indeed a good song, and I like it too." The only regret is that there is no wine in the song, otherwise it would be even more perfect, and I came to drink this glass.

Mo Wuji stood up like a drunken body, drank all the wine in the cup, and said loudly, "Since that's the case, then I'll do it again,

Yesterday is gone

Happiness is more expensive than anything else

The water can't be taken back anymore

The peach blossoms are gone, and there are roses

There will always be wind and rain to accompany you in the decades of life

Chic and sprinkled to the meeting, not drunk today, not home

Don't regret it in the past, and slowly realize it

At this moment, this glass of wine is the most precious friend

Fill up the wine and dry this glass and sing loudly

Good friends, good friends, how happy tonight

It also taught me to cherish the shoulders of my friends

The sun will always shine after the wind and rain

Let's raise our heads and learn to be strong

It's like a friend's glass of liquor burning my heart

Warm me, don't rest assured in everything

Let's meet today

Affectionately filled the wine glass

The years have flown by like flowing water

It doesn't matter who he was yesterday

...

Mo Wuji was completely stunned by the wild and hoarse voice after drinking. She felt like it more than the previous one. Every sentence seemed to hit the bottom of her heart, making her have a kind of blood boiling, and she longed to go in and have a few drinks with them.

Is that what it feels like to be a friend? She has friends of her own. Situ Po, the ninth prince of Chengyu Kingdom, Zhao Pu, the son of Zhao Feihu, the first general of Chengyu Kingdom, Yao Bingzhen, the son of Yao Kang of the Ministry of Rites, and the slightly hypocritical Zhao Xu......

Which of these people is not a handsome man for a while, and which one is not a promising young hero? But why does she feel that in these people, she will never find this feeling of blood boiling? For example, this time, if Situ Po didn't know where Mo Wuji knew about the Sunflower Treasure Book, he would persuade himself to come and talk to Mo Wuji more?

"Okay, okay, Brother Mo, I like this song...... Hurry up and fill the wine and dry this glass and sing loudly, good friends and good friends are so happy tonight, and it also makes me know how to cherish my friend's shoulder......" Yuan Zhenyi sang loudly with Mo Wuji.

After just singing two sentences, Ding Buer and Eleven Niang joined in.

Wen Manzhu stood outside the tent for a long time, and finally dispelled the idea of continuing to enter the tent. If she hadn't experienced today's events, she would never have known that Mo Wuji would still be so versatile. Two songs that can be sung casually can make her blood boil. She couldn't help but join in and sing along.

After walking far away, until the song could no longer be heard, Wen Manzhu slowly lowered her head. She knows that no matter how good Mo Wuji's singing voice is, she and Mo Wuji are also people from two worlds after all.

If Mo Wuji had a spiritual root, she might find a way to help him. It's a pity that Mo Wuji doesn't have a spiritual root. After she joins the Immortal Sect and begins to cultivate, she and Mo Wuji will be farther and farther apart.

"Let him go in the past, and if he succeeds in cultivation in the future, he can still see him, and give him a fortune. Or help him realize that dream and return the Northern Qin County Kingdom to him. As if saying goodbye to the past, and as if he was looking for a reason for himself to leave Mo Wuji, Wen Manzhu muttered to himself and walked into the restaurant