Wine is a thousand glasses of friends, just like the two people under the tree in the rain.

No matter how strong and cold the wind and rain are outside, the land that belongs to the protection of this towering tree is a paradise for these two people.

No food and wine, no joy and pleasure. But it doesn't matter, what matters is who is drinking. This black and white in this rainy sky, holding two jars of wine, the wine is sweet, but it is a great pleasure in the world.

The wine has been drunk to half of the altar, Lin Yizhi is already a little drunk, this is not surprising, he rarely drinks, and on this mountain and Mo Worry, there is not a drop of wine left. This time, I drank so much, and the things in front of me were a little shaky.

It's just that the face that is getting redder still has a pleasant and happy smile, and he laughs and says: "Good wine! I thought that wine was just a spicy and strong thing, and if there are too many, it is even more greedy." I didn't think about it, but it was so happy!"

Nalan Mingxuan smiled, took a sip and said: "The name of this wine is forgotten, it is strong at the beginning, as if it is leaving people, the liver and intestines are broken, and the soul is lost, but under the careful drinking, it is very sweet, and it can make people forget the taste of Fangcai, just right, forget the sadness of parting, forget the death, forget the death." That's how it got its name. ”

Lin Yizhi smiled and said: "Brother is handsome, a fairy-like character, except for the fact that I am slightly better than you in terms of cultivation, no matter how I talk from my appearance, my understanding is not a little bit worse than my brother." But it makes me envious very much, I want to come to my brother all the way, but I am happy to be revenge, not like me, there is nothing to be proud of. ”

Hearing this, Nalan Mingxuan slowly straightened up and leaned in front of the tree, came to the rain curtain, looked at the sky like a thread of rain, and was stunned, not knowing what to think.

Lin Yizhi didn't pay much attention to it, still leaning beside the tree, gulping down the wine in the altar.

With a long sigh, Nalan Mingxuan's eyes seemed to have a heavy sadness, and he opened his mouth, as if he was full of worries, and was about to speak, but suddenly he couldn't say a word, looking at the drunkenness on Lin Yiyi's face and the clear eyes that temporarily forgot his troubles, he shook his head helplessly.

After a long time, Nalan Mingxuan said slowly: "Brother Yi, in fact, all surnames in this world have thousands of troubles. This affliction is attached to your heart from the very beginning of your mind, and it grows wildly with your age, seniority, and circumstances. If you hadn't left this world and become that ghost, I'm afraid that no one in this world would have been able to escape all kinds of sorrows. ”

Lin Yizhi nodded, and said quite agreeably in his heart: "It's just that I am in a mess every day, and in the past five years, I haven't had a moment of joy, how can I be as free and easy as my brother." ”

"Hehe!" Nalan Mingxuan seemed to smile helplessly, and said indifferently: "Everyone in the world has two sides, you just see my side, my unknown side, you can never touch it." Perhaps, people always show the best side to those around them, and keep the dark things in their hearts. For many years, I have been looking for someone who can drink as happily as I do today, but I have found it and done it, but this heart-wrenching thing is even more unspeakable. ”

After that, there was a deep sadness in his eyes, and his eyes were fleeting.

Lin Yi was stunned and looked at Nalan in front of him.

In the heavy rain, under the ginseng tree, the white clothes were as chic and handsome as yesterday, but the expression was sad and heartfelt.

Today, but he looks different from yesterday, why is he a little strange?

Isn't it because he saw the other three people from the Xiuzhen family and thought of the fall of his Nalan family, so his heart was depressed?

Probably that's the case! Thinking about it, Lin Yizhi smiled suddenly, patted Nalan Mingxuan's shoulder and said: "Brother don't say it, I also understand! In this world, you and I are the same, both are fatherless and motherless orphans, but fortunately, I met you, and I am still so in love, this may be God's comfort to me." ”

After speaking, there was a lot of emotion in his expression, and he seemed to comfort: "The affairs of the brother family, you don't have to take it to heart all the time, although the three families have not declined, but their young master is misbehaving and acting disgracefully, while the brothers are upright and upright, and they are thousands of points stronger than them." It's just that I hate you and my cultivation is too small, if we finally succeed in the future, I will accompany my brother to fight the sword world, and I must avenge your family's great revenge!"

When Nalan Mingxuan heard this, his heart was even more confused, he really treated me sincerely! But what about me?

After thinking about it, there was a hint of complexity in his expression: "Brother, the secrets of the Nalan family are extremely treacherous, you really believe in me so much, and have no doubt about my identity?"

After that, he looked at Lin Yizhi with burning eyes.

Lin Yizhi pondered for a long time, and suddenly Lanlan Mingxuan said loudly: "Brother, you come with me!"

After that, Nalan Mingxuan couldn't help but react, so he pulled his sleeve robe and strode into the boundless rain curtain.

Ten thousand rain threads, intertwined, the whole sky, the rain fell silently.

Lin Yizhi pulled Nalan Mingxuan, stood in the wind and rain, stood suddenly, laughed, and said loudly: "Brother, you have to understand, no matter what others say or doubt. But in my Lin Yizhi's eyes and heart, you are the mighty and righteous Nalan Mingxuan. This name will not change even for a hundred years and thousands of years. The righteousness of you and my brother will not be diluted for a hundred years and thousands of years. No matter when, where, or what, one day, you will change your name and identity, and in front of my eyes, you will still be the white-clothed Nalan!"

"Brother Yi......" Nalan Mingxuan's eyes turned red, and he couldn't say a word!

He really trusted me very much, but this trust was as heavy as this mountain of worries, which made him extremely uncomfortable.

The next moment, Nalan Mingxuan made up his mind to say a thousand words to the person next to him who trusted him so much. However, when the words came to his mouth, they were like a fish in his throat. His eyes darkened like the firmament.

Simply, put everything away, there is wine today, and you will get drunk tomorrow! This is also a kind of pleasure and sustenance, isn't it?

The two jars of wine touched together again, and in the rain and mist, there was a hearty laughter between the two.

It's just that a white man like Nalan stood on a distant cliff, looking coldly at Nalan Mingxuan, who was drunk in the rain, through the rain curtain between heaven and earth, and asked again and again in his heart: You are definitely not a member of the Nalan family, if you are the son of Nalan Xifeng, who am I? Nalan Mingxuan, who are you, and what do you want to do when you come to me to leave the mountain?

Looking at the white-clothed figure who was a little drunk, he didn't feel any hostility or danger on him. The man in white on the high cliff shook his head lonely, and slowly walked into the boundless darkness.

It's just that the two people who drank happily in the rain didn't notice it at all, they were still drinking in the rain, venting recklessly, I don't know if they were drunk, or what, the two of them were crying or laughing, stupid or stupid in the rain and fog in the sky.

If an unknown person passes by here, there is no doubt that these two people are two madmen.

It's just that Lin Yizhi's eyes looked at Nalan Mingxuan, but suddenly became in a trance, that is, the smile, the angular face, all of which were blurred, and the eyes seemed to be washed by the rain and flowed like water waves.

Lin Yizhi felt that Nalan Mingxuan was indeed smiling at him, and even saying something loudly at him, but there was only a buzzing roar in his ears, and the roaring voice seemed to be extremely far away, and even half a word could not be heard.

Lin Yizhi smiled bitterly, it seemed that he was drunk.

Maybe it's really drunk and tired. In a trance, Lin Yizhi felt a huge sleepiness hit his heart, and his eyelids seemed to have a thousand pounds of burden, and he couldn't open them anymore.

The next moment, he slowly closed his eyes. Now, there is no darkness in front of me, only an unknown void.

Nalan Mingxuan held Lin Yizhi in his arms, slowly placed him under the towering tree, and then looked at the dark sky stupidly, and then looked down at the sleeping Lin Yizhi, his eyes flickered, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

............

I don't know how long it took.

The silence around the hill has long since shrouded it, and the laughter and weeping are long gone.

The rows of houses hidden in the bushes in front of the mountain had long since lost their light, and the new disciples were afraid that they had already fallen asleep.

It's just that this mountain is full of wind and rain, how many people know?

Suddenly, a window in the back row of the already dark houses lit up. The dim oil lamp was bright and dim, and there was a slight weirdness.

This is Ouyang Yue's house, could it be that he got up?

The room is not big, and the furnishings are as simple as Lin Yizhi's room, with stone tables, stone benches, and stone beds, and nothing else.

Ouyang Yue sat beside the stone table for a long time under the oil lamp. There was no trace of sleepiness in that expression, and there was a burning anxious look in his eyes, as if he was waiting for something.

His expression was no longer as frizzy and arrogant as Bai Ri, and his arrogant expression was gone, replaced by an unconcealable anxiety, mixed with a heavy uneasiness.

From time to time, he looked in the direction of the window, as if hoping for some movement outside the window, but there was still a little fear in that hopeful look.

Perhaps it was because he had been sitting for a long time and was in a hurry, so he suddenly stood up and paced back and forth in this small room.

Suddenly, the window slammed open, and a cold wind blew in his face, filling the whole room in an instant. Even the oil lamp was extinguished in an instant.

The entire space where Ouyang Yue stood was pitch black.

"Fuck it...... What the hell is the weather, it's obviously summer, how can there be such a cold wind......" In the darkness, Ouyang Yue came out with a scolding.

Finally touching the fire fan, Ouyang Yue touched the oil lamp on the table with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

"Poof-" sounded, and in the darkness, he kicked the stone bench again, and his foot suddenly felt a pain.

Finally, Ouyang Yue lit the oil lamp, and the room lit up with a dim light, seeing it clearly, Ouyang Yue was grinning to himself, with an inhuman look on his face.

Inadvertently, he looked down, and he saw something on the ground, which shone metallicly in the light of an oil lamp.

Ouyang Yue's expression was shocked, and he quickly walked over, bent down to pick up the thing, carefully held it in his hand, and looked at it through the dim oil lamp in the room.

But it was a three-foot-sized, unknown material forged token, in the center of the token, there was a nine-headed monster like a giant python, round eyes angry, spitting letters.

The whole image, like a living thing, actually gives people the feeling that if they are not careful, this nine-headed monster python is about to fly out of this token and bite it fiercely.

Ouyang Yue watched for a long time, then stood up cautiously and blew out the oil lamp.

"Squeak-ah-" An almost inaudible voice came from the front of Ouyang Yue's room where the lights had been extinguished. After about a while, the door slowly opened, and a yellow figure crept out of the door, and then slowly covered the door.

In the next moment, the figure flickered and disappeared into the boundless darkness of the rain......

And, in Ouyang Yue's house just now, at this time, the building was already empty.

Liwu Mountain, on the rugged mountain road on the periphery of Liwu Sect, has long been muddy, and the rain is mixed with dirty muddy water, and it continues to slide down the mountain road.

And this surrounding area is also an ancient ginseng forest, with deep grass.

There was not a single figure, and the silence was terrifying.

However, it was such a desolate place, and suddenly there came, and the sound of footsteps, the sound of footsteps, was disorganized, and it could be felt, as if it was because of the mud of the mountain, and the fetters of the legs and feet, which were not very convenient.

A person, in this rain, hurriedly walked down the mountain, the road remained the same, full of mud, the man did not have an umbrella, the rain hit his eyes were a little unable to open, the whole person was shaken by the mud, so not embarrassed.

He stopped before walking in front of a boulder. The pale yellow clothes were already wet.

But Ouyang Yue is undoubted?

It was this rainy day, and why he came to such a desolate place is very puzzling.

Ouyang Yue looked around for a long time, and then looked for the bushes for a while, not to mention that there were people, but there was not even a ghost, and then he raised his legs, which were muddy even with his trousers, and moved back to the big rock.

At that moment, as if he was in a hurry, he shouted softly: "Young master, young master, are you here......?"

Although the sound was not loud, it was heard far away along the mountain road where there was no sound at all.

Suddenly, a black light, a black shadow appeared silently behind Ouyang Yue, with a hint of anger, and said fiercely: "Waste, what are you shouting, do you want everyone to know that you came to see me?"

Ouyang Yue heard this, there was excitement in his expression, but more of a look of fear, he turned around and saw a man in black with his back to him, and that figure was exactly what he said about the young master.

Ouyang Yue's legs were weak, and he knelt down in the mud with a puff, and said with sincere fear: "The subordinates are waiting for the young master to be in a hurry, so they are a little anxious, don't be angry!"

The man in black slowly turned around, as if suppressing the fire, and said in a deep voice: "Okay, you get up!"

Ouyang Yue stood up tremblingly as if he had been amnesty.

Peeking at it, I saw that today's young master was different from the past, in the past he was dressed in white, but today he came abnormally in black, but the bronze mask on this face that seemed to have existed by birth showed his noble status.

If at this time, Chu Xiao, Lin Yizhi or Bai Limu, if one person was present, they would definitely be shocked, because this bronze mask, they were already familiar with it and could not be more familiar, and from this bronze mask, the true identity of this black-clothed young master was exposed, the sword pavilion tried in vain to steal the Immortal Hidden Divine Sword back then-the young master of the Killing Poison Gate!

When Ouyang Yue looked at it for a long time, he saw that the young master of the bronze mask was speechless for a long time, so he laughed twice and said: "The young master is really profound, and my five-fold cultivation of the foundation is stunned and I didn't notice it! But the young master used to be plain white, why did he come here in black today?"

The young master seemed to look at him coldly, and said lightly: "I'll tell you this question in a moment, it's just, bring it!" With that, he stretched out his hand towards Ouyang Yue's eyes.

Ouyang Yue seemed to be a little reluctant, and was slightly stunned.

The young master seemed to be a little angry again, and his words were much colder: "Don't pretend to be stupid, Flame Dragon Jian, don't give it back to me! This is not your thing!"

Ouyang Yue laughed twice again, and reached out to take out something from his arms.

The object was an oval shape, half red and half white, but the whole thing glowed with a scorching flame-like light, as if it were on fire. No matter how heavy the rain is, the flame on this object is still dazzling, and it seems that it will never be extinguished.

Looking closely at this thing, the oval face is actually engraved with a fire dragon that soars into the sky and is covered in fire. This may be the origin of the name of this Flame Dragon Book.

The young master held it in his hand, and between his hands, the Flame Dragon Jian was already gone.

"You are really a waste enough, building a five-fold foundation, and this Flame Dragon Jian secretly helped you, summoning a fire dragon illusion, making people think that your Fire Devouring Heaven Burning Technique was already as powerful, but you still lost to that three-fold Lin Yizhi!

Frightened, Ouyang Yue hurriedly said: "The young master is angry, the young master is angry!" That Lin Yizhi is not as weak as he seems, in addition to his cultivation of the Worryless Extreme Dao, there seems to be another exercise on his body, and that exercise seems to be very evil!"

The young master nodded, and said coldly: "I can't blame you completely, he cultivates the Silent Demon Heart, even if I face him, I will fight with all my might." Although you failed in this mission, you succeeded in attracting attention and stirring up chaos at the foot of Liwu Mountain, so in this way, the merits and demerits are worth the difference!"

The more Ouyang heard this, the fear on his face slowly disappeared. There was a burst of ecstasy: "Write the grace of the young master." ”

The young master nodded slowly, and said in a deep voice: "However, now I am going to complete a big thing, and I need your help!"

When Ouyang Yue heard this, he was puzzled and said, "The subordinates are lowly in cultivation, what can help the young master?"

The young master sneered and said, "I don't need you to follow, I just want to borrow something from you!"

Ouyang Yue was even more puzzled, and after thinking about it for a long time, he didn't know what rare things or magic weapons he had on him, and hurriedly said: "I don't know what magic weapon the young master has taken a fancy to me, or what treasure my Ouyang family has, I will immediately notify my father to transport it!"

The young master waved his hand and said coldly: "Don't be so troublesome, but I don't know if I borrow this thing, are you willing to give it!"

Ouyang Yue hurriedly said with a flattering face: "It is useful to his subordinates, why don't his subordinates refuse to give it?"

The young master nodded, and said slowly: "Without him, you are the head of the people!"

The voice was light and light, as if it was an easy thing.

Ouyang Yue's sneering expression froze instantly, as if he couldn't believe his ears, and stammered, "Young master...... You...... You're not kidding!"

After that, realizing that this young master never joked, his eyes gradually became frightened, and even his breathing was extremely short.

The young master seemed to smile lightly and said, "What, don't you want to?" After that, the black shadow flickered, and an afterimage shot straight towards Ouyang Yue, the speed was incredible.

Ouyang Yue suddenly shouted, turned around and wanted to run. But before he turned around, he felt that his breathing was staggering, and five fingers like pincers had already pinched his neck.

Ouyang Yue was struggling with his hands, still struggling uselessly.

The young master said coldly: "Ouyang Yue, are you so stingy?"

Ouyang Yue didn't answer, and under the struggle of his hands, he touched the boulder on the side of the road, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he immediately stopped hesitating and grabbed the boulder fiercely.

After scratching for a long time, I only felt that my neck seemed to be about to be broken, and even my consciousness began to loosen.

Ouyang Yue grabbed wildly on the big stone, and unwillingly squeezed out a sentence from his mouth: "I don't understand...... Why ......"

The young master seemed to smile and said, "Fools are fools! Don't you want to know why I am dressed in black? Now I will let you die clearly!"

As soon as the words fell, the young master's right hand moved lightly, and he had already taken off the bronze mask.

So, Ouyang Yue saw the most frightened and unbelievable face before he died, this so-called young master, his eyes were resentful, and his eyes wanted to breathe fire!

This face is the one who fought to the death with himself in the daytime - Lin Yizhi!

Ouyang Yue used the last of his strength to let out the last hoarse roar of this life: "No! This is impossible! Why is it you! Lin Yizhi, even if I am a ghost, I will not let you go!"

With that, the hand that was scratching on the boulder drew more violently.

The boy in black, Lin Yizhi!

Slowly sneered and said, "It's a pity, you don't even have the qualifications to be a ghost!" After that, the cold murderous intent on his face was even heavier, "The shame I suffered today is now to be returned to you together!"

With that, with a slight force of the pincer-like hand, Ouyang Yue's last trace of vitality was finally annihilated.

Slowly letting go, the corpse slid limply to the ground, swinging in bursts of muddy water.

The black-clothed young man looked at the dead Ouyang Yue, squatted down, and said for a while: "I didn't want to kill you, but you are too useless!"

Standing up, out of the corner of his eye, he looked at the boulder. He laughed even more coldly.

On the boulder, Ouyang Yue grabbed a clear word "forest" with his hand, which was embedded in the stone for three points, and under the rain, it was even more shocking!

The black-clothed young man moved slowly, and instantly came to the side of the big stone, and said in a low voice: "Ouyang Yue bought me, I want to thank you!" After that, he gently wiped it on the big stone, and then, there was a cold long smile.

............

The rain was heavier, and it covered the sky. On the mountain road on the outskirts of this desolate Liwu Mountain, there was no trace of the black-clothed young man for a long time, leaving only the already cold corpse, and the deep useless muddy mud wastewater, which gradually turned white and stinky......

P.S: 6000 words +, tired and paralyzed! The update is over, it should be forgiven!