The blue sky is as far as the eye can see.

It had been a long time since Yunmo said goodbye to Qin Yu and Xiaoyue, when Qin Yu used bee needle fire poison to expel the cold poison accumulated in the veins of the white fox, and used honey and jade saffron pollen as the main medicine to make pills to further drive away the cold qi in the white fox's body. When everything was closed, Yunmo proposed to go to Liubo Mountain in the East China Sea and join the masters. Qin Yu heard early that there are all kinds of strange flowers and plants on the coast of the East China Sea, and there is a sacred treasure under the East China Sea, according to the Arctic Crape Myrtle Emperor, there are still dragon relics living in the East China Sea, and he is very tempted, but Xiao Yue has a headache when he mentions the East China Sea, and his face is pale, Qin Yu can't bear to be separated from the beauty, so he has to say goodbye to Yunmo on the spot, and then go to the Dragon Palace to visit Yunyun.

Fly above the sea without hurry, watch the white clouds and dogs change from time to time, overlook the blue sea and sometimes the waves are ups and downs and galloping like anger, sometimes the wind and waves are calm and sparkling, and the time to realize life is like a dream, and there is also a slightly drunk sea breeze steaming up and blowing on the face, which has a taste of leisure.

It's just that Yunmo didn't have any thoughts on the surrounding landscape at this time, and the white fox was working hard to refine the medicinal power and strive for early recovery, while the three-tailed demon fox turned into a prototype - a small flower fox - and also accompanied the white fox to hide in Yunmo's coat, and Xiaoxiao Lian said that he had never landed and was very bored and fell asleep, and Yunmo remembered something under boredom - when they were separated, Qin Yu mixed fire honey with some medicinal herbs to make spirits, and gave Yunmo a lot, called "the world".

"What does such a strange name mean?"

"You'll know when you drink it, and remind you in advance that the wine is very strong, so take it easy. ”

Thinking of Qin Yu's half-offering treasure and half-mysterious appearance at that time, Yunmo's heart itched to taste the taste of this legendary fire mead, but because of Qin Yu's sentence "The wine surname is very strong", he was afraid of delaying the business, so he endured it all the time. However, flying alone for a few days is really boring, and Liubo Island is not far away, so I expect to be able to reach Liubo Island before I fall on my own feet.

Curiosity is as irritating as a cat scratch, especially when a long journey is nearing the end when people's willpower is at its weakest, at this time, Yunmo kept giving in in his heart: "Well, after all, honey wine is the wine made of honey, no matter how strong it is, it doesn't matter if I drink one or two sips." ”

The wine is golden in color, although a lot of wine is added, but it still does not change the viscosity of the honey, as soon as the wine gourd stopper is opened, a mellow sweet fragrance comes to the nose, Yunmo can no longer help it, slightly tilt the gourd carefully pour a small stream of wine into the mouth.

Sweet, the entrance is extremely sweet, the thick honey wine is wrapped around the tip of the tongue, Yunmo can even feel the wisps of tendons in it, but no matter how he tastes it in his mouth, he only feels a slight aroma of wine, although the taste is mellow, but it is far from what Qin Yu said, "The wine surname is very strong", he muttered: "I was coaxed by this kid again." He swallowed the honey wine in his mouth, tilted his neck, and poured another big mouthful.

This time, he couldn't bear to taste it slowly, so he swallowed a large mouthful of honey wine into his abdomen, and as he was swallowing, he felt a cloud of hot air in his abdomen suddenly rise without warning, wandering throughout his abdomen, burning like a flame. Yunmo hurriedly stuffed the wine gourd, and was mobilizing his true qi to cut the heat in his abdomen, but the scorching heat became more and more intense, as if he was burning the lead, and rushed up along the throat and esophagus, straight into the brain!

Yunmo only felt a strong feeling of dizziness coming, and this feeling was so strong that he even shook in the air and almost fell into the sea. The sweetness lingering on the tip of the tongue has long disappeared without a trace, replaced by a complex taste of sweet, sour, bitter, spicy and salty, Yunmo couldn't help but choke and burst into tears.

In a trance, the scenes that had been sealed in Yunmo's mind for a long time swirled out from his eyes, and bit by bit they seemed to be real, and they were alive. He seemed to have returned to the carefree leisure time of his youth in the previous life, and as if he was still experiencing many illusions in the Phantom Moon Cave Mansion, it seemed that a familiar voice kept calling his name, but he couldn't remember who she was, the similar and dissimilar faces in the past and present life gradually overlapped and melted together, but he didn't know what to say, but he saw that the figure of that person was getting farther and farther away, and more and more faint. He hurriedly stretched out his arms to grab the corner of her clothes, but who knew that he flew over and faced the bloody mouth of the murderer of the Arctic Ice Field

Yunmo woke up suddenly, and couldn't help but sweat profusely.

five flavors: sweet and sour, bitter, spicy and salty;

Seven emotions: joy, anger, worry, sorrow, fear, and fright.

The name of the wine is "the world"!

Yunmo seems to be at the node of time and space, and every step seems to step into a different world, like a dream. Sweetness is mixed with bitterness, joy is still painful, just like memories, hundreds of miscellaneous, but difficult to part.

He couldn't remember how he had continued his journey, how he had set foot on Liubo Island, or even how he had found a tree and fallen asleep.

He only remembered that he seemed to have just walked a very ordinary road, the road to school that he had walked for more than ten years, he was always half a body behind her, quietly admiring her vitality and youth, and the fine sunlight projected on her face through the leaves of the French plane tree, engraved on time, and turned into eternity.

He didn't know how many times he had prayed to Heaven for a new opportunity, and he finally mustered up the courage to stretch out his hand.

Even if you know that what is walking around you is just a phantom.

The next morning, Yunmo, who woke up, walked in the forest with one foot high and one foot low, taking a sip of wine from time to time, sometimes drunk and sometimes sober. He told himself in his heart that he wanted to forget the past and live a good life, but he always lost to memories - he was afraid that he would really forget, and he would never be able to remember the touching of the past or the face of that person in his cultivation career for thousands of years in the future.

He didn't know where the righteous path disciples were stationed, and he didn't have the heart to release his divine thoughts to probe, but he just felt through the depths of the dense forest and headed towards the hinterland of the island. He was walking half-drunk when his body suddenly shook, and he reached out and summoned his spear armor, staring cautiously ahead.

There was a rustling sound in the depths of the dense forest, and the people who came also saw that Yunmo had seen through his own hiding, and immediately stopped hiding, revealing his figure and slowly walked out.

But I saw a person slowly stepping into the sight of Yunmo from the forest, but he was neither awe-inspiring in the righteous path, nor like the evil path demons, fierce and evil, the face of the person who came was white and beardless, Si Swenwen, dressed in a moon-white Confucian robe, more like a scholar who was studying abroad than a person who cultivated the truth. The other party walked over with a smile, and it seemed that he was just a lost scholar who had come to ask for directions. But Yunmo didn't dare to be careless at all, and the sudden violent sense of crisis made him immediately wake up from his drunken haze.

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