Sorry, your sword spirit was attacked by me

During the half month at Yu Ziyang's house, Yi Xiao had been playing with his mobile phone very slipperily under the leadership of Zi'an, and at this time he was quietly sending WeChat with Zi'an.

[Yan Gou'an: Is sister Ranran here? ]

[Yi Xiao: Yes. ]

[Yan Gou'an: Damn it!Yu Ziyang lied to me that she was not there. ]

[Yi Xiao: Why did you lie to you?She is clearly here, wearing a white dress, very beautiful. ]

[Yan Gou'an: color.jpg]

[Yan Gou'an: Initiate location sharing, click to join. ]

[Yan Gou'an: Find a way to keep them, I'll go there right away. ]

[Yi Xiao: I will try my best. ]

Yi Xiao joined the location sharing and put his phone in his bag—his clothes were all made by Zi'an, and he matched it with a cool sports-style messenger bag.

It is a challenge for Yi Xiao to keep people quietly.

"Is the wine here delicious...?"

Zhang Qingshuang got excited when he heard it, and greeted Yi Xiao to fill up a glass each, "Come, try it, I'll drink it with you!"

For ordinary monks, drunkenness and sobriety are all up to one's own will. If you want to get drunk, you don't need to use your spiritual power to eliminate the smell of alcohol.For Yi Xiao of Sword Spirit, it is completely the opposite. He was born with a spirit body, and the spiritual power in his body also circulates naturally when he is empty.

——This is true for ordinary wine, but spirit brewing is another matter.

Yi Xiao picked up a glass of beer and drank it down in one gulp. It tasted bitter and sweet, and the taste of the wine was light. "It's not very good." Another glass of baijiu was spicy at the entrance, then slightly sweet and fragrant, "Barely enough." Finally, he concluded: "The wine you have here is not very good."

Li Ye smiled, "It seems that senior Yi Xiao has a lot of research on wine?"

"Don't call me senior. I have been in closed doors for over three hundred years, and I have only opened my eyes for more than ten years. What kind of senior can I be regarded as?" Yi Xiao squeezed the cup in his hand, "I am a bit of a cultivator. Ling Niang, do you want to try it?"

"Lingniang! Of course I have to try it!!" Zhang Qingshuang came over, very excited.

Li Ye and Shi Ranran were also very interested, only Yu Ziyang was drinking in silence.

Yi Xiao took out two small jars from the space, which were the spiritual wine he found when he was tidying up the space before. It was not the best, but it was definitely better than ordinary wine.

Both Zhang Qingshuang and Li Ye are old alcoholics, so they tasted it quickly, "It's delicious! And there's spiritual energy in it."

Yi Xiao smiled slightly, "As long as you like it."

Zhang Qingshuang poured some for everyone, "The two handsome men and beauties also try it, it's really different from ours."

Yu Ziyang seldom drank alcohol, but Shi Ranran took a sip with great interest, and was pleasantly surprised: "Not bad!"

Yi Xiao looked at Yu Ziyang with bright eyes, "You should try it too."

Probably because he stayed with Zi'an for a long time, Yu Ziyang always felt that his words were a bit like when his son An was acting like a baby.The slightly protruding Adam's apple rolled up and down, and finally picked up the cup and took a sip, feeling the heat flow from the throat into the body, turning into aura and flowing to the limbs, and the back was instantly aroused with a fine layer of sweat.

"Well, it's delicious." Yu Ziyang was very reserved.

Several people were planning to leave, but they sat down and continued chatting with the spirit.

[Yan Gou'an: I'm here, where are you? ]

[Yi Xiao: 302]

As soon as Yu Zian entered the door, he saw Zhang Qingshuang, who drank the most, holding his stomach and crying to Li Ye, "Why is it so big? Why? I also practice hard! Why can other monks be thin?"

Yu Zian: "...What's wrong with him?" She asked her brother habitually, and when she turned her head, she found that her brother was also blushing and half-drunk, leaning on the back of the chair and wandering.Looking at it again, Shi Ranran was sitting upright and thinking about herself. If she hadn't wrapped her lightning whip, which she had been offering as a treasure, around her neck, Yu Zian would have thought she was a normal person.

"......what happened?"

Yi Xiao smiled awkwardly and scratched his head, "Didn't you ask me to keep them? I just gave them some spiritual brew."

"Spirit brew?"

"The wine in the realm of comprehension, monks will get drunk even if they drink it."

Yo, you sound pretty proud!Yu Zian closed his eyes deeply, ignored his brother and the other two big men, walked straight to Shi Ranran, and called her softly, "Sister Ranran?"

Shi Ranran worked hard to focus his eyes, and the shaking shadows in front of him gradually merged into one, "Zian? Why are you here?"

"You're drunk, I'll take you home." Yu Zian rubbed her head and removed the Thunderbolt Whip from her neck.

"Oh? Go back to whose house?" Shi Ranran was really drunk, he raised his arms and put his arms around Zian's neck, hooking her to bend down.

Yi Xiao felt that he was also drunk, otherwise, how could he feel that Yu Zian, who is usually a group of stable younger sisters, is full of pampering at this moment.

Although Yu Zian was only 16 years old, he was tall and tall, so he took advantage of the situation to put up Shi Ranran's shoulders and put his arms around her waist, "Sister Ranran, get up."

Although Shi Ranran was drunk, she was still unconscious. She obediently leaned against her and stood up, with most of her body weight on her.

"Yi Xiao, I'll take her away first, and leave the others to you!"

"But I don't recognize..."

How could Yu Zian wait for him to finish speaking, and he resisted and left Yixiao to worry about the three tall men alone.Zhang Qingshuang was the most troublesome. After crying over his beer belly and his big round face, Li Ye was also drunk, but the wine was good, and he listened to Zhang Qingshuang crying with blurred eyes.

Yi Xiao was thinking about where they were going, when a touch of blue around him fell towards him.

Yi Xiao caught Yu Ziyang in a panic, thought he had already fallen asleep, but when he lowered his head, he found that although the man fell down, his eyes were still open, staring at him without blinking.

"What's wrong?" Could it be that he didn't wipe his mouth clean after eating hot pot?

Yu Ziyang frowned slightly, showing a curious expression, and asked vaguely: "How does it feel?"

"What is that feeling?" Yi Xiao embraced him, and the two of them were so close that their breaths were blending together, and the sweet smell of alcohol sprayed on his face, Yi Xiao felt his heart began to feel uncomfortable again.

"Why don't you try?" Yu Ziyang kept a straight face even when he was drunk, with a layer of pink from the end of his eyes to his cheeks, which was extraordinarily good-looking.

Yi Xiao leaned him back on the back of his chair, and felt his pulse with both hands, and it beat really fast. Although he didn't know medical skills, he knew that the pulse was definitely not normal.

It seems that I am sick, and I want to find someone to take a look when I return to the realm of comprehension.

Yi Xiao made up his mind quietly in his heart, called the waiter to settle the bill, and left the restaurant with three drunken men.

After calling Yu Zi'an and waiting at the door for a while, the driver who usually drove Zi'an to school came. Yi Xiao handed Li Ye and Zhang Qingshuang to him, and took Yu Ziyang back to the small villa on the mountain by himself.