"Come and eat, the drunken incense building in Qingchi Town is the best restaurant in Qingchi City, and I will secretly come here to eat after every task. Fang Luo looked at the table full of dishes and swallowed his saliva uncontrollably.

If Lao Niu saw Fang Luo at this time, he would definitely stare at the boss with two eyes, he couldn't imagine that Liluo, who had always been calm in the Ghost Iron Pavilion, would drool like a child because of the deliciousness.

Ren Zuoqiu's right hand, which was originally going to put down the chopsticks to pick up the vegetables, suddenly paused. Looking at Fang Luo, who was gobbling up wine and drinking wine as water, he really couldn't mention the nature of eating, and after thinking about it for a while, he put the raised chopsticks back on the table.

Seeing Ren Zuoqiu put down his chopsticks, Fang Luo spit out a bone that he had eaten in his mouth and wondered. Don't these dishes to your taste?"

"No, I don't really want to eat it. Ren Zuoqiu looked at the piece of meat hanging from the corner of Fang Luo's mouth, and immediately shook his head and said helplessly.

"That's a shame. Fang Luo took another sip of wine as he spoke.

Ren Zuoqiu watched Fang Luo eat the food on the table in a hurry, and helplessly picked up the wine stopper on the table and took a sip, but when he just drank it, his brows couldn't help frowning, "You usually drink this kind of wine?"

"I don't usually drink it. Fang Luo muttered something from his mouth stuffed with food.

"No wonder, ordinary people drink this kind of wine and it is considered a strong wine, but you and I are both cultivators, and no matter how much we drink this kind of wine, it is difficult to get drunk. Ren Zuoqiu shook the wine in the bottle and explained.

"Ah!?Then my money wasn't spent in vain!" Fang Luo said bitterly as he swallowed hard into his meal.

Seeing Fang Luo's expression that seemed to be really a little painful, Ren Zuoqiu suddenly chuckled.

Fang Luo looked at Ren Zuoqiu in surprise, "I thought you were a paralyzed face, but you would actually laugh." ”

"I just met you and thought you were an extreme person, but I didn't expect it to be so funny. The wine here is really invigorating, how about I take you somewhere. Ren Zuoqiu suggested with a smile.

"Okay!" Fang Luo nodded in agreement.

A hill on the edge of the Wangjian Sect

As soon as Fang Luo walked to the foot of the mountain, there were a few peach blossoms falling, as if he felt something, he raised his head and looked at the mountain.

Countless peach trees swayed gently in the spring breeze in April, and the sound of birds and beasts roaring from time to time was heard.

"This is here?" Fang Luo asked after a moment's hesitation.

"I'll just live here, let's go. Ren Zuoqiu glanced at Fang Luo lightly, and in a flash, he stepped into the mountain.

Walking through the winding path on the mountain, Fang Luo suddenly stopped to watch, and he suddenly realized that the peach blossoms in the sky were in this mountain, which was quiet, indulgent, and seemed to have a story. When he was about to set foot on the top of the mountain, the original roar of the beast and the sound of the bird disappeared, and before he reached the top of the mountain, he had already seen a sign standing on the top of the mountain, with several big characters of dragon flying and phoenix dancing, "Neither ghost nor fairy, a song of peach blossom water." ”

Ren Zuoqiu, who was originally walking in front of Fang Luo, suddenly stopped and walked towards the sign next to him.

When Ren Zuoqiu approached the sign, he picked the peach blossoms in front of the stele and sprinkled them directly on the sign.

Fang Luo's body stood behind Ren Zuoqiu, and then, Ren Zuoqiu's usually flat voice came again, "This is what my master wrote." ”

"Follow me. Ren Zuoqiu didn't give Fang Luo a chance to ask, he directly crossed the stone tablet and stepped into the peach blossom forest.

After a while, Ren Zuoqiu took Fang Luo to take a few turns and walked under a peach tree, Fang Luo saw Ren Zuoqiu stick the broken sword on the ground, and then he used his free hands to pick up the loose soil on the ground until the corner of a clay pot was exposed.

The corners of Fang Luo's eyes jumped, and he said helplessly, "You actually buried the wine in it, can you still drink it." ”

"Oh, the more the wine is brewed, the more fragrant it becomes, this wine is made from the most famous Qingchi Spring in Qingchi Town, and the peach blossoms that have been nourished by the aura here for many years. By the way, there is still some peach nectar here, and a little bit can make the wine more mellow" Ren Zuoqiu threw the mud on his hand, took out a small bottle from his arms and threw it to Fang Luo.

Fang Luo, who took the bottle, unscrewed the bottle and smelled it, the unique fragrance of peach nectar shocked his spirits, and he couldn't help but exclaim, "It's so fragrant!"

"The wine is more fragrant. After Ren Zuoqiu put the dug jar away, he directly opened the altar and took a sip, took out a little peach nectar and put it in it, and drank a few sips.

"You're not righteous enough. Fang Luo looked at Ren Zuoqiu's enjoyment, and couldn't help but move his index finger, grabbed a jar and poured a few sips.

Fang Luo's body suddenly turned red, and his face became ruddy, even if Fang Luo majored in physical training, he couldn't stop this drunkenness that came from the inside out.

Grunt

In Ren Zuoqiu's stunned expression, Fang Luo directly drank a jar of wine, and then picked up a jar of peach blossom wine and poured it into his mouth.

"It's not fun to drink alone. Ren Zuoqiu raised the altar and gestured to Fang Luo, and drank a jar of peach blossom wine within a few sips.

"Haha! Come again!" Fang Luo, who was already dizzy, did not use the exercises to get rid of the drunkenness in his body, and he had experienced too many things recently to make him drunk, although he knew that he should not drink, but in the past few days, he had the same nightmare frequently, every time he woke up from the dream, he would find that the pillow was already wet, and it was difficult to fall asleep, even if he got up during the day, he needed to wear a mask to live when he looked at everything he hated in front of him!

Fang Luo was still just a child, a teenager who was nearly sixteen years old. Countless people saw his strength, his efforts in the Fang family, his cynicism, and his solitary figure at the foot of the sunset mountain without changing his face and calmly coping with it, but they never thought of his loneliness alone in the Fang family! I never thought of facing the fear in the hearts of the families alone! I never thought of stabbing my palm with a knife in order to calm myself down!

Ren Zuoqiu seemed to be infected by Fang Luo's emotions, and the number of times he raised his glass and drank became more frequent. Time flies, and between their toasts, time has passed quietly, and in the blink of an eye, it is dusk.

"Let's establish the Sword Sect. Ren Zuoqiu said coldly.

"I'm not going, there are beautiful women in the Fang family to accompany and a little brother to follow, majestic, let me talk to you, if you are a stuffy ghost, I won't go if you kill me." Fang Luo sneered for a moment, then smiled, and took another sip of the wine in the altar.

"With your strength, no matter which sect you enter, you will hug each other, accompanied by beautiful women, so why worry about this" Ren Zuoqiu continued to persuade without giving up.

"Why do you want me to go to the Sword Sect? Fang Luo shook his head and drank the wine in the altar and put it aside.

"Because you don't want to be in the Fang family. Ren Zuoqiu said seriously.

Fang Luo's original intention to get the wine suddenly paused, his heart was like a monstrous wave, and his originally drunken gaze suddenly became condensed. But he still said, "Don't talk nonsense, how can I hate the family that has been growing up since I was a child." If you run out of wine, give me another jar. ”

"Take it yourself, give me less to drink, this kind of wine is very difficult to make. Because of Fang Luo's expression, which Ren Zuoqiu didn't pay attention to through his back, he frowned and said dissatisfied.

"Stingy," Fang Luo pursed his lips and muttered.

"I don't have much stock. Ren Zuoqiu smiled bitterly, "I'm really curious that a person who drinks for the first time can drink so much, this is a wine brewed for cultivators, even a cultivator who practices the body is afraid that he won't be able to drink a jar." ”

How could Ren Zuoqiu know that the current Fang Luo had already far exceeded the tenfold realm of physical cultivation that was common sense! Even if he encountered the realm of spiritual cultivation, he could still fight! And with the Thunder Finger that could be cultivated in the Blood-Dissolving Realm, he could even defeat the cultivators of the early stage realm of spiritual cultivation! Therefore, a jar of wine only made him drunk and not drunk.

Unconsciously, Fang Luo and the others fell to the ground drunk, and the wine jar was piled up under their feet. The stars were dotted, and the night breeze gently blew the wine jar in Fang Luo's hand.

Clang!

The wine jar slowly slid down from Fang Luo's hand, and at this moment, Fang Luo's fingers trembled slightly, and Fang Luo's closed eyes suddenly opened, there was no drunkenness in his eyes, but they were clear. Even his flushed face quickly faded at this moment, he moved his body and stood up, turning his head to look at Ren Zuoqiu, who was drunk on the side, and a trace of complexity flashed in his eyes.

The night wind blew again, and because Ren Zuoqiu had the blessing of the spirit array on this mountain, the night became extremely cold, and even Fang Luo's physical training realm felt a slight chill.

"Hey. Fang Luo sighed lightly, took off the green coat on his body and put it on Ren Zuoqiu's body.

After the thing was done, Fang Luo's expression became cold, and he disappeared into the mountain in a few flashes.

After Fang Luo lost his trace, Ren Zuoqiu also suddenly opened his eyes, sat up, and looked at the direction of Fang Luo's departure, his eyes that had always been indifferent suddenly fluctuated. He grabbed the green coat on his body, and the complexity in his eyes became more obvious.

Grunt!

Ren Zuoqiu poured another sip of the wine in his hand, leaned on the peach tree, and slowly closed his eyes.

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