The white moonlight dressed as the Demon Sword Sovereign

Congratulations are probably an excuse, Chu Yiyang thought as he walked towards the moonlit desk.

When you are lonely in your heart, it is true to come to drink with people who share the same disease.

Dressed in black, as if wrapped in the deep night, only the details are dotted with different colors, Beitang Hanye followed him with his eyes.

Although he has not officially taken over the Hehuan Sect, Chu Yiyang's clothes have changed.

As he walked, the hem of his red clothes swayed like waves, with golden lines on it. Behind that dreamy face, the long hair was no longer tied up with a crown decorated with star chains, but made of pure gold. The hairpin is fixed in the hair.

That is the golden bell hairpin that has been re-sacrificed.

On Chu Yiyang's right ear, the original Big Dipper has disappeared, as if the sound of the golden bell disappeared from his body, representing the separation between him and Mr. Jinling at this stage.

In the huge palace, the master's voice sounded: "After I moved in, you were the first guest to come here to entertain."

He came uninvited, very special, if he was not familiar with his breath, when he entered the door, he might not have noticed that there was someone else in his bedroom.

As the voice fell, he also walked out from the darkness and came to Beitang Hanye.

Beitang Hanye watched his outline outlined by the moonlight, saw him sit down on the seat opposite to him, and then raised his sleeves, a row of wine utensils appeared on the empty table.

The wine stored in Chu Yiyang's storage bag was large and small, he glanced at the wine jar that Beitang Hanye brought, and pushed the small one aside.

So there were only two bowls left in front of the two of them, carved from white jade, shining warmly under the moonlight.

Beitang Hanye reached out to pick up the wine he brought, slapped open the mud seal, then picked it up and poured it into the wine utensils.

The wine jar is huge, and the amber liquid is poured out from the mouth of the jar in a line, poured into the bowl, and the liquid is rippling, reflecting the full moon in the sky.

The moment the mud seal was slapped open, an indescribably wonderful aroma of wine filled the hall.

Chu Yiyang raised his eyebrows, even though he had seen the fine wine brewed by their valley owner in Qiqing Valley, he was still amazed when the fragrance of the wine wafted out.

He looked at Beitang Hanye and asked, "What kind of wine is this?"

"Dig it at random." Beitang Han Ye said, he poured the wine in a very good measure, poured out two bowls of wine, just eight full.

Hearing this, Chu Yiyang picked up the bowl of wine in front of him.

He thought that Beitang said "dig at will" meant that he randomly took two jars of fine wine from the prison Shura's cellar, and didn't explore the names inside.

But how could the wine in the Demon Emperor's collection be any worse?

Chu Yiyang put the bowl close to his lips, took a sip, and the wine turned into pure spiritual energy, flowing towards the internal organs.

Beitang Hanye sounded like he was a little surprised, "Huh?", then took the wine away, felt the flow of spiritual energy in his body, and finally looked at himself with the wine bowl: "Good wine."

Under the moonlight, those eyes, which were already shallower than ordinary people's, looked more and more transparent, and the wine in the bowl reflected the light, and then shone into his eyes, turning them into sparkling deep pools.

Beitang Hanye put down the wine jar, picked up his own bowl, and reached out to touch Chu Yiyang.

Without talking, the two drank each other under the moonlight, each draining the liquid in the bowl.

The night wind blows in from the window with the air of the vegetation in the mountains, blowing the long hair and robes of the two of them. Looking from the window facing the night valley, the two of them drinking are like a picture framed in it.

After drinking three bowls in a row, half of the first jar of wine was consumed, and the silent pairing stopped.

Chu Yiyang felt that the wine he drank turned into heat and evaporated in his body, and the aura entrenched in his lungs was slowly rotating on its own, causing a feeling of being slightly drunk.

What kind of wine is this?

As he thought, he glanced at the unremarkable wine jar again.

It is extremely difficult for monks to get drunk, and only the top-level spiritual brew can make them feel this close to drunk.

But when he went to see Beitang Hanye, he was not drunk at all, which made Chu Yiyang wonder if this wine is also served by others, those with shallow cultivation are easy to get drunk, and those with advanced cultivation are less affected.

Beitang Hanye saw him look away from the side, his face was already blushing slightly, he was obviously a little drunk, but his eyes were brighter than usual: "You went back to the Demon Palace, did you see him?"

Beitang Hanye's words on the edge of the abyss are still in his ears, and Prison Shura loves his son deeply.

Since Beitang Hanye said he didn't want to see him, he made a decisive move and left immediately after passing on his cultivation to his son.

He also counted the remaining time of wandering in this world very accurately.

Probably after Beitang ascended the throne of Demon Emperor, his last time in this world will come to an end, and he will never hinder his son's eyes.

That's why Chu Yiyang asked this question, wondering if he seized the last chance to reconcile with his father after he went back.

Beitang Hanye didn't say much, just said: "I saw him for the last time."

Chu Yiyang guessed that this probably meant reconciliation.

"That's good."

As he spoke, he leaned over, took the wine jar himself, and poured wine for the two of them.

After all, there is no reincarnation in this world, and there is no precedent for cultivating immortality with the body of a ghost and embarking on the road.

If Beitang Hanye hadn't seen Prison Shura for the last time, it would definitely be his regret.

Their father and son wanted to meet again, fearing that they would be in the Netherworld.

At that time, Prison Shura may not be what he is now, but will face him with swords and swords.

Seeing him lowering his eyes, Beitang Hanye said while pouring wine, "I haven't seen my father much."

Who is Mr. Jin Ling's biological father is a mystery in the northern border, and it's normal that he hasn't seen it much.

However, Beitang Hanye had a feeling that the "father" he mentioned was not the same one that most people would think of.

Many times, the person in front of him will show something different from the rumored Young Master Jinling.

It's as if they grew up in two different worlds and had two different lives.

——like when he was at the bottom of the abyss, when he heard those words in a puppet state, it didn't seem like what Ying Jiexin would say to him.

"...If I can exchange for the chance to say goodbye to him, I think I'm willing to pay the price."

Chu Yiyang stopped talking, feeling that due to the effect of the wine, he had lost some control. For example, what he was talking about now was not the mood of Ying Jiexin, but the regret from another world.

He put down the wine jar and picked up the bowl again.

When meeting Beitang Hanye's eyes, Chu Yiyang had the illusion that the person in front of him was still the puppet beauty under the abyss, and felt that it was nothing to say these words to him.

There will be a future in this world, this is his promise.

And how to write the subsequent plot depends on the protagonist Beitang Hanye.

Everything in the past is lost, and the important thing is the future.

As long as you find a goal you can fight for, the story will continue.

He touched the bowl full of wine with Beitang Hanye, and the two had another round of drinking.

When Chu Yiyang stretched out his hand to pour the wine again, Beitang Hanye heard a sentence floating over from him as light as a cloud: "In the future, if you encounter something you want to cherish, don't miss it."

Vaguely, Chu Yiyang heard Beitang Hanye's "hmm", and then, amidst the drunkenness, he heard something running over from behind the screen.

The small group of black shadows ran fast and lightly, as soon as they reached Beitang Hanye's feet, they opened their mouths and bit the corner of his robe.

It raised its head, and while pulling it outward, made a small whining sound that belonged to a young animal.

This voice attracted Chu Yiyang's attention.

Although Beitang Hanye was unmoved, he turned his body slightly on the opposite side, and looked drunkenly at the small ball at Beitang Hanye's feet: "What is it?"

Still concentrating on dealing with the little thing at the corner of Beitang Hanye's robe, he felt a force coming from the back of his neck.

This power is like an invisible hand, picking it up from the ground, and flying its feet into the air.

And the person whose robe was bitten by it cooperated with it to make the cloth it bitten turn into a black mist, making it bite empty.

The other person sitting opposite took it in one shot.

The little thing has a round head and a round head, with watery eyes looking at the person who grabbed him.

Its pink nose moved, and under the cover of the smell of alcohol, it smelled the aura it liked, so its short limbs and feet stopped moving, and it stayed safely in Chu Yiyang's hand, letting the young man in red in front of him look at yourself.

Even if Chu Yiyang's sanity is blurred due to drunkenness, everything in front of his eyes has a slight double image, and he can see that the little hair ball caught by him has the shape and appearance of a small milk cat, and even called Sometimes it is exactly the same as a milk cat.

He was sure it wasn't his illusion, so he raised his head and asked the person opposite, "Where did it come from?"

There will be no wild cats in his bedroom, and there are no disciples in the Hehuan Sect who like to keep cats. Only Beitang Hanye, in his dream on the top of Kunlun, can transform into a cat form by himself.

——It’s fine if he comes to drink, and he brought a cat?

Beitang Hanye saw Chu Yiyang pinching the back of the young spirit beast with a smile, shaking it towards him twice, and then asked, "Is this also a congratulatory gift for me?"

of course not.

Beitang Hanye looked at the little thing who was no longer presumptuous after being pinched by him, and became much more docile, and said, "I didn't pay attention to how it followed, probably brought it out while digging for wine."

The place where the owner of the Medicine King Valley buried the wine was their treasure house in the valley, and there was a spirit beast to protect the wine.

The smaller one should be the cub born by the older one, and it was brought over while hanging on the corner of his robe.

Chu Yiyang: "..."

The side effect of Boundless Mind is big heart, right?

He looked down again at the hairball that fell into his hand.

Seeing him looking over, the cat-like little spirit beast immediately opened its mouth and barked at him.

It's cute, but——

"Take it back." Chu Yiyang stretched out his hand and passed it over the table, "Where did you bring it... Where did you bring it back?"

Not to mention that the suzerain of the Hehuan Sect has never raised a cat in the dormitory. When he leaves later, everything will develop as before, and Mr. Jinling will disappear from now on, no one will be found, and no one will keep him here.

Following his movements, Beitang Hanye looked down at the small group.

In Chu Yiyang's hands, the little spirit beast that was obedient like a doll struggled as soon as it got close to him, and showed its fangs the size of rice grains towards Beitang Hanye.

——It doesn't like the magic energy on him!

Seeing that he didn't move, Chu Yiyang got up from the original sitting position, and directly handed the kitten covered in rejection to Beitang Hanye: "Take it back—"

Before reaching the target, the person who was a little drunker than before became unsteady, fell forward, and was caught by a familiar arm.

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The author has something to say:

Brother Chu: You take Xu Wang back, take it back——

Beitang: ...

Kitty cat:? ? ?

This is from yesterday!That at four o'clock in the morning yesterday!

I am writing at four o'clock in the morning (bushi) today!

感谢在2021-12-0304:03:34~2021-12-0418:30:44期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Xiao Yilan 1;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigates the nutrient solution: wash and sleep. , 10 bottles full; 5 bottles of Yuluo Qingqiu; 2 bottles of Xingxing Xiangxuan; 1 bottle of Yan Qiong and Xiaolongqiu;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!