The leader is being killed every day

Tonight, people in Wuxiu Pavilion who don’t accept or entertain guests are free to do whatever they want, and many people gather together, chatting and having a great time.

When the bright moon quietly appeared, the cold light diffused the clear light, and the playfulness between men and women was endless, Ji Wuxiu stood on the attic and looked at the brightly lit lights, and couldn't help but think of his high school, when he could also get along with his classmates and play with each other , teasing each other, now there are no classmates here, let alone a deskmate who suffers from neurosis all day long.

Stepping on the moonlight, I went downstairs to the yard, and saw the seven sisters of Yijing and the three sisters of the Mu family gathered together, and there was an unfamiliar person in the middle, but they had seen each other before. Eleven people formed a circle, While talking, Feng Wenxue was very quiet, and she didn't feel too noisy when listening to them talking, and occasionally agreed to a few words.

Baili and Chongqing are also nearby, but they are not as able to stand up to a woman's mouth as Feng Wenxue, so they sit a little far away.

I've heard rumors about Mingjiao that the leader is a big devil, and the big devil's subordinates should not be much better. Why do they look like a family when they get along?

Ji Wuxiu walked over, smelling the aroma of Youyou's wine, and swallowed involuntarily, but this little action was not hidden from everyone's eyes.

"Feng Zuoshi seems to be very familiar with them!" Ji Wuxiu said with some meaning.

"That's natural, I'm also very familiar with the pavilion master." Feng Wenxue heard them talk about the daily life of the pavilion master and Baili's grievances, and found it interesting, raised her eyebrows and smiled, Ji Wuxiu saw him smiling happily With a very flat face, listening to the lightly spoken words, he somehow looked like that Xiao Yu just now, and felt aggrieved, and a wave of anger welled up in his heart again.

"I heard that your leader is a bloodthirsty madman. I am the master of Wuxiu Pavilion, and I am very familiar with the subordinates of a big devil. I don't know what kind of familiarity?"

Feng Wenxue and everyone stood up with a puff.

"What are you laughing at?" Ji Wuxiu was puzzled. Could it be that what I said was wrong? How funny!

"No, it's nothing, haha..." Mu Xue explained, but still couldn't help laughing.

Ji Wuxiu found out that these people are less and less afraid of him. Could it be that because of his good temper, he can be bullied by others?

impossible!

"Why are you laughing? If you don't tell the truth, watch me punish you!" Ji Wuxiu put down his harsh words and waited quietly.

I'm really sorry for Ji Wuxiu if I don't say it, so Yijing gave Erya a look and said, "Erya, tell me."

Erya understood, walked up to Ji Wuxiu, and gently pushed him down on the stone bench.

"Pavilion Master, don't be angry. Wen Xue's leader is your good friend. If he finds out that you call him a big devil and still look down on him, he may come to kill you day and night and try every means to torture you. Compared with you, it's even worse." Er Ya laughed, and then asked the people around, "You all know that, huh?"

"Hmm!" The answer was not too tidy.

Is it really?Why doesn't it feel right?But seeing that Feng Wenxue's relationship with these women is really good, and that he and the devil are friends, it seems to be the same.

But, that's not the point, the point is - the person Xiao Yu is looking for is the leader of the Ming Sect, so is he going to betray his friend?

What to do, do you want to talk to Feng Wenxue so that his leader can prepare well.

"Well, Feng Wenxue, do you know this Xiao Yu?" Ji Wuxiu asked tentatively.

"I don't know, what's the matter?" Feng Wenxue looked at Ji Wuxiu suspiciously, trying to find something on his face.

"Oh, it's nothing, I just think that Xiao Yu is very powerful, I think you may know." Ji Wuxiu concealed, afraid that Feng Wenxue would ask again, so he took a wine glass and poured a glass of wine.I asked about the fragrance of wine earlier, but he was so hungry.

Taking a sip of the wine, the aroma immediately filled the air, the lips and teeth lingered, a different kind of emotion lingered in my heart, the bottom of my heart was peaceful, the haze dissipated, and my mood became much more cheerful, as if all the worries that surrounded my heart disappeared.Ji Wuxiu sighed silently, this wine is really a good thing.

In a blink of an eye, the glass was gone, and he was reaching out to pour the second glass, but Feng Wenxue held down the wine jar.

"What are you doing?" Ji Wuxiu, who was in a better mood just now, became dissatisfied again because he was stopped from pouring wine.

"Pavilion Master, if you drink any more, you will be drunk." Feng Wenxue reminded.

"I don't get drunk so easily, I don't even smell wine at all after drinking a glass." Bajibaji, there is really no taste of alcohol in my mouth.

"Pavilion Master, this drunk is worry-free, but you can't drink too much, just one glass." Chongqing also came over to help stop him from taking a second drink.

Ji Wuxiu is good sometimes, but he doesn't like being interrupted or even disturbed when he is doing something, being prevented from doing it, unlike him doing it, but he just wants to do it.

"Hey, a glass is fine, it's not like three bowls are too high, give it to me, I want to drink!" Ji Wuxiu said angrily.

"Pavilion Master, this drink is also known as three cups of drinking. The first cup relieves worries, the second cup makes people worry about intoxication, and the third cup is worry-free and joyless. After drinking, you will fall asleep immediately." Chongqing explained.

"Really?" It's just a few glasses of wine, how can it be so magical, you can get drunk after drinking one more glass.Ji Wuxiu really didn't believe it, he just wanted to drink it.

"real!"

"Then I have to try even more. Practice is the only way to test the truth. If you don't try, you won't know." As he spoke, he grabbed the wine jar and poured himself a glass, bringing it to his mouth. Everyone's eyes became strange.

He clearly wanted to stop me just now, but now he has this expectant expression, his eyes are shining.

No one has ever seen Ji Wuxiu who was really drunk, even if he drank it last time in Muxue Fengyu Building, he was lightly drunk, but this time, Zui Wuyou is not comparable to ordinary wine.

They really didn't lie, the second glass, he was really drunk.

The sorrow dispelled by the first cup, at this moment, is like a flood and a fierce beast, and he seems to have seen his mother's blood drained, her figure like a dead branch, and the scene of being bullied when he first went to the orphanage. Later, I went out of the orphanage independently. I saw the scenes of fighting with my classmates and friends in high school. The sad ones made me sadder, and the happy ones made me miss it more.

"Avoid the smoky waves and the misty river sky, several times the dim light. Lonely and lonely sail is far away, bound by the world of mortals, where is it drifting. For several years, we have been separated for a long time, and they are replaced by hoarfrost. It is not uncommon for clothes to mend themselves when they are broken." Already drunk The dead people sang leisurely, the singing was sad and moving.

"Flying waves flatten the sand and a wild goose, lamenting the lonely old horse, with aspirations to travel a thousand ways. Down the slumbering woods, passing away and rolling the Yangtze River. A flat boat, the rest of my life is poor, working as a fisherman and woodcutter, drinking wine to comfort the setting sun. When the body is in trouble, even if you drink alone, you will always forget Frivolous." At this moment, everyone was listening quietly, they didn't know when he wrote this word, who wrote it, and they could still sing it like this.Not to mention the situation and the situation, but the singing is heartbreaking.

The person who raised his head to look at the moon suddenly lowered his head again, poured a third glass, drank it down, and then the glass fell to the ground and shattered into pieces of porcelain.Ji Wuxiu fell on the stone table without making a sound, the sound of the wine glass being broken startled the hearts of a group of people.

These years, this is the second time he has shown such an expression, such sadness, the first time he almost died, and this time, who is it for?

The moonlight was bright and clear, and the peach blossoms in the courtyard cast thin shadows.

If you are drunk, you will have no worries.

The author has something to say: I finally entered it today, the process was too sad, hahaha, but the result is not bad, thank you for seeing the cuties here all the time, I can't love you too much, huh! ! !

The word here is "Eight Sounds of Ganzhou", which is my scumbag work. If there is no mark everywhere in the poems and words that appear in the text, they are all my original creations.