A table of wine in the gloomy hall, Yin and Yang have been separated from each other since then.

Ahead is the Fengdu City Gate, and the lazy drunkard is stepping on the snow sent by the black impermanence, and he is about to bid farewell to the career of Bai Jun.

This is not a long road, in addition to the black impermanence waiting for him, there is also the new Bai Jun, the Moon Fairy.

The lazy drunkard had begged to pick the moon before, begging her not to drink anymore, because she would get drunk every time she was drunk, and every time she was drunk, she would make jokes, which always made the lazy drunkard cry and laugh.

Tonight, Picking the Moon drank wine, because this pot of wine was the farewell wine of Senior Brother Caixing.

She stood in the middle of the misty road, as beautiful as a snowflake, and her face was as red as the first sun.

Just like the first meeting, the moon picks out the impermanence slash, a bunch of ice blue, and hangs it on the neck of the lazy drunkard.

"Who the hell are you?"

The problem of picking the moon is actually not surprising, the more people who are familiar with the lazy drunkard, the more strange they are to him.

"Senior sister, one more step is the road of parting, maybe we will never see each other, who I am, does it really matter?"

Never to see each other.

Such cruel words, sad hearts.

The daughter is so sentimental, picking the moon and crying.

The first acquaintance is in the demon world in the middle, the investigation is in the world of Kyushu, and the acquaintance is in the dispute between immortals and ghosts.

It was you who forced me step by step to become the White Monarch of the Underworld, and I am qualified to know who you are!

Three pasts, life and death depend on each other, as if it were yesterday.

At the moment of farewell, the tears finally fell, and I wanted to say goodbye to the senior brother of Xingxing, and I also wanted to say goodbye to the years in the world.

With a sword slung around his neck alone, a lazy drunkard might say a bunch of hippie smiles.

It was the parting tears of the moon that made him lower his brows and sigh slightly.

During the battle of immortals and ghosts, I once made up a name for my senior sister, the Chosen Moon Son of Ice Wheel Mountain Villa.

In fact, there are both true and false in this name.

The Chosen Moon Boy is fake, and the Ice Wheel Villa is also fake.

The story behind it is true.

The world is desolate, the monsters are rampant, and the world is just your life and death.

Today you swallow it, tomorrow it swallows you, the day after tomorrow it swallows it.

Over and over again, there is no end.

There is good and evil in human nature, and so is animal nature.

There are really people in the world who use the aura of heaven and earth to nourish spirit beasts.

Today, the four divine beasts that stabilize the fate of Kyushu are nourished by orcists.

"You want to tell me you're an orc?"

"Otherwise, how would I know the White Tiger Fangs, and how would I have the Vermilion Bird Feather?"

finally got the answer, but Picking Moon smiled coldly: "The jokes you made up are the same as the star-picking boys, and they are not funny at all." ”

"So, even I didn't laugh at myself. ”

When the lazy drunkard said that he wasn't smiling, he just smiled, as always, with a hippie smile and a flamboyant mouth: "From now on, my senior sister is the soul seducing Baijun, if one day, I get my soul card, ask my senior sister to raise my noble hand and let me die in a dream." ”

After saying this, the lazy drunkard gently pushed away the ice blue sword, he was really leaving.

"You can't go!"

The tip of the sword was pointed at the mouth of the heart, and the eyebrows of the moon were sour: "You haven't taught me how to be Baijun yet, you can't leave me alone in the underworld." ”

"Being a white gentleman is actually very simple. The lazy drunkard still looked like that, squinted his eyes and smiled drunkly, puffed up his chest to show off: "As long as a man is handsome, as long as a woman is beautiful, and my senior sister looks at me, she must know that I Baijun has done a good job." ”

He really left, followed Huangquan Road, and walked onto Yangguan Road.

Leaving the moon alone in the snow, watching his back until he disappeared into the distance.

The air in the world is so beautiful, as beautiful as summer flowers in June, and snow in the wax moon.

The lazy drunkard went all the way south, and he wanted to go to Nanxing step by step, travel the world for the last time, and then stay with Suzaku without separation.

There are bittersweet and bittersweet in the world, there are good and evil sides, and there are never-ending stories.

During the days when he was a ghost, the lazy drunkard had collected too many stories, and he had to tell them to Suzaku one by one.

He likes the laughter of the Suzaku like the silver bell in the wind, like the mountain and the clear spring, like the most beautiful scenery between heaven and earth.

Therefore, he will definitely tell every story wonderfully.

When the snow falls in the north, the sun shines in the south.

Passing through countless towns, I have tasted thousands of altars of fine wine.

Several chivalrous shots, the bad guys and evil deeds failed.

He wanted to take his time and collect more stories, to make Suzaku laugh a few more times, and to listen to her cute laughter.

But he was a little flustered, because he saw the stars every night.

The stars still twinkle, never counting, but the light flickered on and off, and the order became more and more chaotic.

This is true not only for the south-facing stars, but also in other directions.

This is just the beginning, if the stars are allowed to continue to be chaotic, the world will encounter great difficulties.

Winters in the south, although not cold, are not too warm either.

At this moment, the lazy drunkard is stepping on the southern land, not warm, but hot.

The men took off their thick linen clothes and changed into short shirts again, and the withered flowers and leaves bloomed again, which people thought was a gift from heaven.

The four seasons are upside down and chaotic, and there will be plagues in the world, and this matter arises because of the disorder of the stars, so how can lazy drunkards wander the world again?

He stepped on the clouds and rushed towards the South Star.

When I arrived at the South Star, my heart was even more flustered.

Each divine beast dojo is protected by heavenly thunder, so that demons and evil spirits cannot break in.

Even if there is no Heavenly Thunder Array, with the ability of the four divine beasts, dealing with all the demons in the world is only a matter of raising your hands and feet.

But the responsibility of the divine beast is to stabilize the four directions, how can there be time to play with demons?

At this moment, what made the lazy drunkard panic was that the Nanxing Heavenly Thunder Array was gone.

The star grains surrounding the southern star are no longer radiant, and they walk in casually, as if they are walking on the ground.

Divine Beast Dojo, how could he let others break in, the lazy drunkard locked his thick eyebrows.

In the territory of Nanxing, there are no longer birds singing and flowers, only a cold winter.

Suzaku is a fire, how can it leave cold ice here?

Every step is a chill to the bone, which makes the heart of a lazy drunkard unspeakably cold.

Who can do that?

I was able to capture Suzaku away!

The life and death of the beloved are unknown, and every man has hatred in his heart.

I thought that after leaving the underworld, I would be able to be separated from Suzaku forever when I stepped into the South Star, but at this moment, I was only devastated.

The lazy drunkard clenched his steel fists and vowed to find out the people who caused trouble in the world.

He memorized every dead leaf and every broken flower with his heart, and looked for clues in it.

When there is nowhere to release the resentment, a hint of scolding is heard.

The lazy drunkard didn't seem to move, but in an instant he caught the source of the sound.

Between the branches of a withered tree, the lazy drunkard's five fingers were like hooks, and he locked the throat of the person who made the noise, and threw her off the ice.

She is the red bodhisattva who has not been seen for a long time.

Once wore a red shirt and was glamorous.

is still beautiful at the moment, but the brocade shirt is replaced by a plain skirt, and she no longer competes with anyone.

The lazy drunkard's grasp of the hand pierced the neck of the red bodhisattva, her bright eyes were frightened, she had never seen the Lang Jun in her mouth, with a hideous face like an evil ghost.

The rotten drunkard's eyes were round, he released a fierce light, and with one palm, he pressed on the top of the red bodhisattva's head, and asked with gritted teeth and hatred: "Is the Nanxing Rebellion because of you?"