Two or three things about Mozun in the words of rebirth

After finishing speaking, he lowered his head and lay down on the table without moving.Yan Wuchang patted him on the shoulder, and the latter was already snoring.

Ye Changjian put the wine jar in front of Shen Moqing, "Second brother, we brothers should have a good drink!"

Mo Moqing drank with Ye Changjian for three days and three nights.

Ye Changjian took off the outer black robe, leaving only a vermilion undershirt, raised his snow-white neck and poured wine, drawing a graceful arc in the air, and the wine dripped down his chin onto the shirt on his chest.

He shook his head, sobered up a bit, and said with a smile, "Haha, second child, come again?"

She stared at him silently for a long time, but in the end she couldn't drink enough and fell down on the table.

Ye Changjian took a look, and almost all the people in Fengling Yedu were knocked down by him, stumbling around and lying on the ground.

With a click of his tongue, he walked to the back with the jug in his hand, and "cracked" the fireworks in front of Hua Feixue.

"Come one by one, if you don't get drunk, you won't return!"

Hua Feixue just happened to be full of anger and had no place to vent her anger, so she sneered, "Little baby, you're a little too young to fight wine with grandpa."

Hua Feixue is an old ghost who has been dead for hundreds of years.

Ye Changjian laughed flamboyantly, looking down at him condescendingly, "I, Ye Changjian, don't know how to write the word fear!"

After another four days and three nights, the entire Ghost Squad was drunk by Ye Changjian.

Hua Feixue hugged the wine jar and made a drink, "I'm old... I'm old... When I was young, ten of you would not be a problem!"

As he spoke, he tilted his head, fell limply to the ground, and dissipated in a puff of black smoke.

The rest of the ghost soldiers turned into black smoke one by one, and their souls returned to the underworld.

The bright moon hangs high.

Yan Wuchang was responsible for carrying the drunk people back to the bedroom one by one.

Ye Changjian sat obliquely on the table, the corners of his eyes were tinged with charm, he laughed wantonly, and poured his wine with his head up, until the last drop of wine fell into his belly, he swung the jug and yelled dissatisfied Said: "Fourth, bring another jar of fireworks to get drunk!"

Perhaps he was drunk and had hallucinations, and a cold and arrogant figure like a jade tree came down from the moon.

"Are you coming to drink? But it's over."

Ye Changjian smiled dimly at him.

His appearance is exquisite and beautiful, his cheeks are rosy, and he looks seductive under drunkenness, but this smile is pure and flawless.

The man bent down and picked him up by the waist, tapped his feet lightly, and flew away.

When Yan Wuchang came out, he didn't see Ye Changjian on the table, thinking that he probably went back to the room by himself.

Ye Changjian leaned in the man's arms, unconsciously wrapping his hands around his neck.

So warm.

The man stepped on eaves, branches, cliffs... Finally, he sat lightly on a rock by the sea with Ye Changjian in his arms.

The waves beat against the rocks, and the salty sea breeze blew over, making Ye Changjian reek of alcohol and dizzy.

He didn't know what he was taking him to the beach for, or if it was still just a dream.

"What's your name?"

I can't remember how many times I asked him.

After finishing speaking, Ye Changjian laughed softly again, "I forgot this was a dream again."

The man looked at Ye Changjian for a while, then slowly said, "Bai Wuya."

A wave came over, covering the cold voice.

Ye Changjian fell asleep.

He felt someone licking his face, and waved his hand, "Second, don't make trouble."

The tingling on the face was even worse.

Ye Changjian frowned and opened his eyes. First he saw a pair of golden eyes, and then a small fluffy body. After hesitating for a while, he said, "Cat?"

He sat up, his head was still aching, he pressed the acupoints for hangover a few times, and carefully looked at the snow-white cat.

"When did Fengling Yedu have a cat?"

As soon as the voice fell, a red light shot over.

He turned his head, the fog was thinning, and the sea level was getting redder and redder. In an instant, a full round of red sun emerged from the sea, and the rays of light dyed the entire sea area a magnificent red. Looking around, the waves were magnificent and dazzling.

Ye Changjian smiled and frowned, "Isn't it beautiful? Fengling Yedu's sunrise is the most beautiful I have ever seen."

After the sunrise, he went to look at the cat next to him, but it was nowhere to be seen.

Ye Changjian patted his forehead, "It must be a hallucination caused by a hangover. Where did Fengling Yedu get the cat from? Tsk, it doesn't seem to be a cat. Does the cat look so fierce?"

He muttered to himself, rubbed his head and returned to the bamboo garden, lay down on the bed and continued to sleep soundly.

"Everyone, practice the formula I just taught in this valley, don't go far."

Tang Tang's voice brought Ye Changjian back from his memories.

He thought that after so many years, the memory would disappear with the wind, but he didn't expect that it had already been carved into his bones.

The disciples of Jianzong have been scattered in twos and threes to various places in Baihua Valley to practice the formulas.

Ye Changjian looked around, Yan Wuyu and the timid disciple behind him kept opening and closing their hands facing a flower bud, as if they were juggling.He couldn't help smiling.

Hearing this laughter, Yan Wuyu turned his head to look at him, and when he saw him, he couldn't help laughing, covered his mouth with one hand, and pointed at him with the other.

Ye Changjian asked strangely, "Are there any flowers on my face?"

Yan Wuyu nodded repeatedly, "On your hair!"

Ye Changjian stretched out his hand in doubt, and at some point, a delicate and charming peony was pinned in his hair.

He pulled out this flower, who would dare to run on you, Ye Xiaobawang?

Who else but Tang Jiangli, who has been with him every step of the way since class today?

Ye Changjian twirled the peony flower, raised his eyebrows and looked at Tang Jiangli, "Tsk tsk tsk, which fairy do you want to use on Mr. Tang's wonderful spell in the future?"

The latter glanced at him lightly.

The meaning hidden in the pale gold eyes is self-evident.

"Tang Jiangli, if your eyes were not so cold, when looking at people, which fairy would not bow down under your cultivation uniform?"

Ye Changjian waved the peony flower as he spoke.

He smiled and said: "The etiquette comes from outside."

One peony turned into thousands of peonies, which were scattered down one after another, and landed on Tang Jiangli's hair, shoulders, and feet, surrounding him.

Under the rain of peonies, these two people are like exiled immortals, one is elegant and elegant, the other is unparalleled in beauty, as beautiful as a painting.

There were whistles and laughter all around.

Yan Wuyu said with emotion: "If Jun Yan were here, they would definitely shout together!"

At this moment, a piercing scream came from behind them.

"what--!"

Ye Changjian immediately stopped laughing and turned around to look. The voice was made by the timid disciple standing behind Yan Wuyu, and the flower bone in front of him was already "in full bloom"!

The brightly colored stamens turned into a monster's terrifying mouth. The originally shy flower opened its bloody mouth, covered with silvery white sharp sawtooth, with stinky mucus dripping between the teeth.

His expression froze, and his thoughts turned, Trollhua!

Trollflowers grow in places where evil spirits and resentment linger for many years, and feed on human blood, so there are many bones buried in the soil beneath the Trollflowers.

How can there be ogre flowers in Baihua Valley full of fairy spirit?

After the boy screamed, he stood there stupidly, a barbed tongue stretched out from the mouth of the troll flower, wrapped around his waist, and stuffed it into his mouth.

In desperation, Ye Changjian made a tactic with his hands, and used Apparatus, instantly moved behind the young man, wrapped his hands around his waist, and prevented the flower tongue from pulling him forward.

"It hurts, it hurts!"

The barbs on the flower tongue pierced into the repair uniform, leaving a bloodstain, the young man's face was pale with pain, and tears flowed down his face.

Ye Changjian was about to use fire control to burn the ogre flower to pieces, when a white shadow flashed past, and with a "ding", the long sword came out of its sheath.

Raising the sword in his hand and falling, the tongue of the ogre Hua broke in two, and with a "click", the tongue wrapped around the boy's waist fell to the ground, and the other half of his tongue stretched out.

Ye Changjian looked up and saw Tang Jiangli standing in front of them holding his sword.

Tang Tang also noticed the commotion here, rushed over to protect them behind him, and shouted: "Stand back!"

"Hiss - ah ah ah -"

The Troll Flower's tongue was cut off, and a shrill and hoarse howl came from its throat. The originally petite flower suddenly rose several feet high, blocking them like a small mountain, and its branches danced in the air, making a "hoo hoo" Howling sound, rolling up gusts of wind.It opened its teeth and claws, and countless leaves and petals fell off the flower body, like flying knives, and attacked them overwhelmingly.

"The green bead borrows the law, Hu!"

In the blink of an eye, Tang Tang quickly formed his handprints, and grains of fluorescent light flew out of his hands and disappeared into the grass.

The osmanthus petals scattered in the grass all floated up and gathered in the air to form a huge yellow Taiji pattern, forming a defensive barrier to isolate the flying knife from them.

As soon as the flying knife touched the Taiji pattern, it was absorbed.

"By the order of my god, behead!"

Tang Tang quickly melted a talisman in the air, and with a flick of his hand, pushed the Tai Chi pattern forward.

He pushed and sent lightly, as if he had a mighty force and was irresistible.

The Tai Chi pattern emits a dazzling light, Mo Ke stared at it and flew towards the Troll Flower.

"Ahhhhhh—help..."

The moment the Taiji pattern touched the ogre flower, the ogre flower let out a human-like painful cry.

Under the dazzling light, the ogre flower quickly decomposed, fragmented, and finally dissipated in the air, vanishing into ashes.

The boy in Ye Changjian's arms let out a weak groan and passed out.

He unbuttoned the boy's repair uniform, and the skin cut by the barbs had turned black.

Tang Tang knelt down to check the boy's injuries, and said, "There is poison in the flowers."