Drunken

When Nangong Wuhui woke up again, he realized that he was lying on the bed, covered with a thin quilt, and thought that everything last night was just a nightmare.

But when he wanted to get out of bed, he just sat up and screamed, "My waist!"

Just moving made his whole body ache. He looked down and saw that his bare chest was covered in a horrible bruise. Only now did he notice that there was a burning pain coming from the ulterior part of his lower body.

Before recovering from the pain, the drunkard walked in, saw that he was awake, and knelt down in front of him with a dark face, his eyes fixed on the ground, not daring to look at him.

"Sorry, it was all my fault yesterday."

Last night, he held on to the absurdity with no regrets. It wasn't until early in the morning that the evil fire accumulated in his body was almost vented, and he finally regained his senses.Turning his head to look at the person lying beside him, his jade-like face was covered with tears, remembering what he had done, his head exploded with a "boom".

In a panic, he cleaned up the body of Wuhui, who was fainted by his torment, and cleaned up the mess he caused. Finally, it was all done, and it was already daylight. Everything, he woke up.

"Who are you?" Nangong Wuhui looked at the person kneeling in front of him, bit his lower lip so hard that it almost bled.

"...Actually, I am the wine devil you are looking for." At this point, he decided not to hide it from Nangong Wuhui.

"You are the drunkard? Impossible. The drunkard became famous 50 years ago. Even if he has good looks, he can't be as young as you." Nangong Wuhui obviously didn't believe it.

"I'm not human, and neither is the Ase you met before... We are all demons, we can live forever, I must rely on wine to maintain my mana and life, and I often go to the human world to find wine."

"Demon...then last night you..." His face became paler and paler, Nangong Wuhui never thought that he would meet the legendary monster.

"Last night was the night of the full moon, and I was absorbing the mana from the moonlight to transform the inner alchemy."

"I see……"

"I know what I'm doing is worse than a beast, and you should be angry, so hit me!" The drunkard said, grabbing his hand and hitting him in the chest.

Everything has come to light, but it won't help if you say anything now, so what if you beat him...

"I'm very tired, I want to sleep for a while." Nangong Wuhui withdrew his hand stiffly, turned his head, and lay back on the bed.

He was really tired, not only physically, but also mentally.

He paid a heavy price for his momentary recklessness.May I ask if he hates drunkards?He really didn't know how to answer...

"...Then I won't disturb your rest, call me if you have something to do." The drunken man lowered his gaze, took out something from his pocket, placed it gently on the bedside, then got up and left,

It seems that Wuhui will not forgive him, who told him to do such a thing that is not as good as a beast.

As soon as he left, Nangong Wuhui opened his eyes and looked at the extra things beside the pillow.

It turned out to be a cheat book, with three large characters written on it - Sword Demon Record!

"This is the secret book of martial arts..."

If he remembered correctly, this cheat book was the martial arts that the drunkard became famous for, and he didn't expect him to give it to himself just like that.

Do you want to make it up to him?

But why did he do it, did he think he was just doing it for his martial arts?

Thinking of this, Nangong Wuhui felt a sense of loss that even he couldn't figure out...

Three days later.

Nangong Wuhui was finally able to get out of bed and walk. During this period of time, the wine devil would bring food and wound medicine during the daily meal, and then disappear without saying a word, appearing like a ghost.

Several times he wanted to stop the wine demon to ask about "Sword Demon Record", but just as he opened his mouth, the person had already disappeared.

Not only that, but he also found that the drunkard deliberately avoided him and never appeared in front of him, no matter how he searched and called, it was useless.

"Brother Buzui, actually you don't have to avoid me, I don't blame you." Facing the empty cave, he said to himself, knowing that the other party couldn't hear what he said, Nangong Wuhui sighed deeply .

That night was just a mistake. After thinking about it for the past three days, Ben made up his mind not to take it to heart, and concentrated on practicing martial arts to fulfill his mother's last wish.

It's a pity that he couldn't tell Big Brother Buzui personally that he didn't blame him, nor was he angry with him for what happened that night.

From that day on, Nangong Wuhui worked even harder. In less than a month, he memorized the formulas in the cheat book, and he became proficient in the moves by seven or eight points. made up for.

In the blink of an eye, spring had already begun, and the mountain was flourishing. Nangong Wuhui felt that it was time to go down the mountain.

Before leaving, he wanted to bid farewell to the drunkard, but he searched all over the mountain and still couldn't find anyone, so he had to give up.

"Big Brother Don't Get Drunk, I'm leaving. There will be a later date." Touching the wall of the stone cave where he had stayed for nearly a year, he carried his burden and reluctantly left.

In fact, during this period of time, the drunkard was not indifferent to Nangong Wuhui.

He just felt ashamed of the other party, and after that night, he found that he had unethical thoughts about this young man, and he always recalled the ecstasy of that night.When he thought of Wuhui trusting himself so much, yet he hurt and occupied him regardless of his wishes, and even had this kind of thought... the wine devil blamed himself, and he didn't dare to appear in front of Nangong Wuhui.

So no matter how he yelled, the drunkard resisted the urge to appear in front of him, and cared about him in the dark.

With the passage of time, the yearning for Nangong Wugui became more and more intense, so that the wine demon had no choice but to run away.So except for sneaking some supplies and food back to the cave a few times a month, he stayed in the wine shop down the mountain to get drunk at other times.

On this day, when the wine devil came back to replenish food, he found that Nangong Wuhui was nowhere to be seen.

"Wugui!" He rushed into Nangong Wuhui's stone room recklessly, but what he faced was the deserted room, it seemed that he had left for a while.

The stone room was kept spotless, as if it had never been lived in. There was a letter on the bedside, which read, "Brother Don't Get Drunk".

Brother, thank you for your care these days. I already have the wine you want to drink in the cave, and the recipe for the wine is under your tiger blanket. I am leaving.

The words in black and white were clear, but nothing about the events of that night was mentioned. The drunkard's hand trembled violently, and the letter paper instantly turned to ashes in his palm.

"Gone? It's okay to go...or..."

He is an immortal demon, while Wuhui is a mortal with a limited lifespan. Even without the accident that night, it is impossible for the two to be together.

That being the case, it's better to let go when you can restrain yourself...

But the loss in his heart couldn't be ignored, and the wine demon raised the wine jar in his hand again, and drank wildly.

In the silent cave, the Liquor Demon was lying on the cold stone bed, his brown eyes staring blankly at the front, and there were a dozen empty altars piled up beside him.

"Hmm...it stinks!" As soon as the pervert entered the cave, he was frowned by the pungent stench.

It's really strange, no matter how much the old alcoholic likes to drink on weekdays, he also pays attention to the environment, why is he so sloppy after not seeing him for a few months?

"No regrets, don't go..." With a groan, the drunkard stretched out his hand to feel forward, as if he was looking for something, but found nothing.

"Get up quickly, to see what you have become, you are really embarrassing to our four demons!" Seeing him so decadent, the pervert angrily picked him up and threw him against the wall.

He hit the wall and fell heavily to the ground. The drunkard got up stumblingly, shook his head, and finally saw the person in front of him clearly.

"What are you doing, want to fight?"

"Still fighting? With your appearance, I can kill you with one finger." The pervert pointed at his nose and snorted coldly.

"Go away, don't bother me." Frowning, the drunkard picked up the wine jar and drank again.

It's so annoying to be awake, I always think of no regrets, it's better to be drunk.

"Where's your little brother?" The sex demon looked at the stone room next door, it was empty, obviously no one lived there.

The drunkard didn't answer.

"Arguing?" The pervert asked.

"No……"

"Could it be that he liked the little girl up and down the mountain and ran away with her?" The pervert rubbed his chin, guessing at will.

"Nonsense!" The drunkard glared at him fiercely.

"Could it be you..." The pervert stared at him maliciously, with ambiguity in his eyes looking up and down.

After being looked at by the pervert, the absurdity of that night came to mind again.Feeling guilty, the drunkard quickly defended, "I didn't do it on purpose, I went crazy that night!"

But the pervert didn't care about his reticence, another thing caught his attention even more, "Going mad? Did he hurt you?"

"No." Realizing that he had slipped his tongue, the wine demon casually sneered.

"Did he ask you anything?"

"No, he left a note and left." The drunkard sighed, with a dejected look on his face.

"Let's go, brother will find you a better one in the future." The pervert stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder.He has always been in love, and he knows very well that this brother is suffering from love.

"No one is better than him...don't mention it, I'm annoyed." The wine devil shook his head, rejecting the sex devil's kindness.

"What's bothering you, if you really like him, go chase him back!" The pervert rolled his eyes.For such a simple matter, only a drunkard would be troubled by it.As demons, they want to take whatever they want. This is the nature of demons.

"No, he is human and I am a demon, how can I delay his life?"

"You are a demon, not a god. Don't care if he procrastinates or not, as long as you like it."

"No, it's not like that."

"Then let me ask you, if you never see Nangong Wuhui again, will you be happy?"

"If I want to see him, I will naturally go to see him."

"Then tell me, did you go to see him before you made yourself into this look?" The pervert snorted disdainfully, "I think you have lived in vain for thousands of years, and you obviously like it but don't pursue him." .”

"No, I don't want to repeat the same mistakes..." Thinking of the woman who died of old age in his arms thousands of years ago, his heart was pierced.

He admits that he likes Wugui, not only the wine he makes, but also the people who fall in love with him.

Why doesn't he want to stay without regrets, but even if he leaves without regrets, he will have to bear the pain of parting for decades, and he never wants to spend the countless years alone, let alone taste the loss again. The pain of a loved one.

"Just the shitty things you did before! Don't forget that even though he is a human being, there is nothing he can do to prolong his life! You should go and chase him back quickly, in case he gives up on you, marries a beautiful wife, and has another baby." Big fat boy, it will be too late for you to regret it." What a fan of the authorities!The pervert reminded him fiercely.

"Extending life... you mean cultivating immortality?" The wine demon's eyes suddenly lit up, why did he forget that mortals can also cultivate immortality now.

"Exactly, if you really like Nangong Wuhui and identify him, then help him find a master to teach him how to cultivate immortals, won't you be able to prolong his life?" The sex demon slapped him hard on the back, "This is broken You can be bothered like this, I wonder if you are stupid!"

"Okay, okay, I'll go find him right away!" Once the knot in his heart was resolved, the wine demon beamed with joy, and rushed out without saying a word.

He first used his mana to find Nangong Wuhui's location, and then flew by the wind, and arrived at Nangong Mansion in about two hours. He was about to find Nangong Wuhui, but he saw a scene of burning with anger.

There are several people standing in the compound of Nangong Family, the leader is Nangong Xiao, the current Patriarch of Nangong Family, and Nangong Lin and Mrs. Nangong are standing not far away. Nangong Wuhui, who was clearly at a disadvantage.

"Little bastard, you want to challenge me after such a trivial effort, in your next life!" Nangong Xiao's face was ferocious, and the sharp sword in his hand attacked Nangong Wuhui.

Although Nangong Wuhui resisted with all his strength, he was already at a disadvantage and was unable to fight back. He was unable to dodge, and was stabbed in the shoulder, bleeding profusely, and fell to the ground.

Naturally, Nangong Xiao would not let go of this opportunity, and immediately attacked him with a sword, pointing at his vitals, "Go to hell, you little bastard!"

Seeing the sharp sword strike, Nangong Wuhui could only close his eyes and wait for death.

He still can't beat Nangong Xiao, he is not reconciled!If he died, how could he be worthy of his mother under Jiuquan?

Moreover, he will never see the drunken demon again, and at this moment, his mind is full of the drunken demon...

Not drunk brother, brother, where are you?It's all because Wugui is not good, because he didn't use half of the power of the martial arts you taught him, that's why he ended up like this.

Now he only hopes to see his big brother Buzui again before he dies...

"Stop!" A roar rang out suddenly, and the blustering wine demon descended from the sky, with a flick of two fingers, he flicked away the long sword that was attacking Nangong Wuhui.

The long sword immediately broke into several pieces and fell to the ground. Nangong Xiao looked at the hilt with only a small half of the sword in his hand, gasped, and took a big step back.

"Brother not drunk..." Nangong Wuhui was surprised and delighted as he looked at the Liquor Demon with livid face, he couldn't believe his eyes.

Isn't he dreaming?Brother came to save him? !But why did the eldest brother appear here?

"Don't talk, everything is up to me." Patting him on the shoulder, the drunkard narrowed his brown eyes.

How dare you dare to hurt his Wugui!

He is a demon in the first place, and he has always acted willfully and recklessly, but because he has a good impression of Nangong Wuhui, he will try his best to restrain his demonic nature in front of Nangong Wuhui.

Now that Nangong Wuhui was injured in front of him, it was like waking up a sleeping lion.

"Who are you, why did you break into my Nangong family?" Nangong Xiao was also a person who had seen the world, he threw the hilt of his sword aside, and looked at the person who suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Who are you!" The wine demon didn't pay attention to Nangong Xiao at all.

"I am the current Patriarch of the Nangong Family. You came here uninvited, and you have not spared your life." As the Patriarch of the Nangong Family, he has never been so underestimated. Angry, Nangong Xiao hooked his fingers and pointed at the drunkard's face. catch.

"Brother don't get drunk, be careful!" Nangong Wuhui yelled worriedly.

"Go to hell!" The wine devil snorted coldly, easily dodging Nangong Xiao's offensive, and then the devilish energy in his body rose, and black light scattered from his body to the surroundings.

In an instant, bricks and tiles flew together, and the entire Nangong Mansion shook. A huge black whirlwind descended from the sky, like a crazy monster with its mouth wide open, trying to devour everyone on the ground.

"Brother Don't Drunk, don't..." Nangong Wuhui looked at this terrifying scene, shouted with all his strength, and threw himself at the drunk demon recklessly.

"No regrets!" The wine devil was taken aback, and quickly caught the person who was rushing towards him, and the black whirlwind also stopped.

"Don't get drunk, brother, don't kill people." With difficulty, he stretched out his blood-stained hand, pleading.

"Stop talking, I'll take you back to heal."

Looking at the pale Nangong Wuhui, the drunk demon couldn't care less, picked him up, and flew towards Fengxing Mountain quickly, leaving only the devastated Nangong Mansion and everyone who survived the catastrophe.

For several days, the top of Fengxing Mountain was surrounded by thick fog. It was not until noon today that the clouds cleared, revealing the entrance of the wine devil's cave.

After receiving the merits, the wine devil who had wholeheartedly healed Nangong Wuhui for the past few days was relieved.

"Big brother not drunk..." Nangong Wuhui opened his eyes and groaned weakly.

"Don't talk, your injury is just right." The drunkard helped him to lie down on the bed, his expression was soft, and he didn't have the violent appearance that day.

"Thank you for not being drunk this time, big brother." He smiled at the drunkard, and he struggled to get up.

It was all his fault that he didn't know the heights of the heavens and the depths of the earth, and thought he could defeat Nangong Xiao, but it was a pity that he didn't realize that he lacked not only internal strength, but also experience when he actually played against the enemy.

During the days when he went down the mountain, the voice and smile of his mother often appeared in his mind. Apart from his mother, the one who appeared most often was the brother who was not drunk. The brother who was not drunk had left an indelible mark on his heart. He knew that he Always cared about him, more than anyone else.

When he left at the beginning, he was anxious to fulfill his mother's wish, and he will never do this again in the future, and he will not let Brother Buzui worry about him anymore.

"Why are you being polite to Big Brother? Nangong Xiao's martial arts skills are indeed not as good as yours, but he has more experience in fighting the enemy and deeper internal strength than you. Be careful in the future and don't follow his way." The wine demon said while shaking his hands. Tighten his hand and pass some internal force to him.

Although he has healed all of Wuhui's injuries, the internal energy in his body has been consumed too much, and he still needs to replenish some to avoid the root cause of the disease.

"Brother Don't Drunk, don't do this." Nangong Wuhui wanted to withdraw his hand, but after trying a few times, the wine demon held it tighter and tighter, so he had to give up.

"Hey, don't move around." He has profound skills, and giving some to Wuhui won't have much impact.

It's all his fault that his mind is always full of good wine, and he neglects such an important matter!Tired and hurt without regret.

"Brother Buzui has already done enough for me..." How can I let Brother Buzui pass on his skills to him?

"Where are there too many, these are trivial things... Wuhui, that day, I..." The wine devil was a little excited and wanted to tell him his true intentions, but Nangong Wuhui stopped him first.

"Actually, you don't have to be like this, Brother Budui. I've already forgotten what happened that night, so don't take it to heart."

Nangong Wuhui thought that the wine devil still cared about what happened that night, so he hurriedly tried to persuade him, hoping that the other party would not care.

"Forgot? You..." It's hard to untie the knot in your heart, and you are ready to spend the rest of your life with him, but you have no regrets and want to forget everything? !

"Brother not drunk, you really don't have to worry about it, I know you did that because of a madness that night, so please forget it, in the future..." Frightened by his shocked appearance, Nangong Wuhui tried to explain, But he misunderstood the idea of ​​the drunkard.

"Hmm—" Before he finished speaking, his mouth was tightly blocked.

The drunkard used kisses to stop these words that made him angry, but he couldn't stop kissing at the end, and his big hands climbed up the waist of the person in his arms restlessly.

I don't know how long they kissed, and after reluctantly parting, the wine demon lowered his head and stared at Nangong Wuhui, brushing away his hair scattered on his forehead, revealing those black eyes that shone like starlight.

Nangong Wuhui lowered his head in a panic to hide his excitement, his cheeks were as red as the sunset...

God, what happened to him?It's really shameful to let the big brother who is not drunk ask for a kiss without thinking about it!

"No regrets, I..." He wanted him, and he wanted it now.

His body ached with longing, and he deeply wanted to feel that Wugui had returned to him.

"Brother not drunk, I, I'm sleepy." His heart was beating wildly, he lowered his head not daring to look at the drunkard, trying to hide his uncontrollable emotions.

He didn't know why Brother Budui wanted to kiss him, last time he was insane, but this time Brother Budui couldn't be more sober...

But he didn't dare to guess randomly, for he was afraid that if he was sentimental, the drunkard would laugh at him.

"Then go to sleep, I'll go out for a walk." The drunkard nodded and smiled, got up and left.

He also didn't want to push people too fast, if Wuhui tried to avoid him again, it would not be worth the loss.

"Brother Don't Get Drunk, I want to solve the Nangong family's affairs by myself." When the wine devil walked to the entrance of the cave, Nangong Wuhui's voice came from inside the cave.

"Don't worry, you can settle your affairs by yourself, and I won't interfere again." The figure paused, and the alcoholic turned around and promised.

His no regrets are so pitiful, so stubborn that people love and pity him. He knows that the road ahead is very difficult, but he still insists on walking.However, what he likes is this kind of no regrets.