Xuan Song stood in the yard, watching the wine taken out of Baibaoyu piled up in half of the yard, raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, and smoothed the veins that bloomed on his forehead.
Gu Jingmo was very happy to see the wine. After counting it roughly, he asked, “You have figured it out. If you want to please Huang Tao, do you have to get my approval first?”
Yu Qichen realized that Gu Jingmo was talking to him and quickly explained, “No, I just think the Demon Lord loves to drink, so I will reserve more for you.”
“So much wine, you should call Ding Yu over.” Gu Jingmo said, and planned to send the notes out.
Xuan Song immediately raised his hand and stopped her: “Don’t, she’s here to attract more attention, we’re here.”
“That’s right…” Gu Jingmo said, carrying two jars of wine and entering his cave.
Xuan Song was thinking about whether to drive these juniors away, so as not to get in the way when he helped Gu Jingmo to take care of them.
After thinking about it carefully, I gave up. After all… he couldn’t do it too obviously.
When he was exercising his skills, he would just set up a ban in Gu Jingmo’s cave.
So he used matter-control technique to transport a jar of wine and entered Gu Jingmo’s cave.
When he entered, Gu Jingmo had already opened a jar and started drinking. He was quite surprised to see him come in.
He had promised that he would not touch her before the church, and now he wanted to come and practice dual cultivation with her, which was a bit unreasonable. He was quite distressed about this and his words seemed unspeakable, so he could only explain far-fetchedly: “I’ll drink with you.”
Gu Jingmo put down the wine jar, saw him slowly take out his wine glass and put it on the table. When he raised his hand, he didn’t forget to tidy up the position of his sleeves. After confirming that his demeanor was correct, he poured a glass of wine and toasted Gu Jingmo.
The sang is always cold.
The hot yellow sand could not melt the frost on his body, like a lonely pine in the snow, carrying his own arrogance.
Although his eyes are as peaceful as a lake without waves, he is still righteous and does not seem to be drinking at all. Instead, he has the spirit of drinking this glass of wine, and I will take you to save the people.
Ghost Jingmo likes his eyebrows.
The eyebrows and the peaks, the eyes and feather eyelashes, the starry eyes are bright, and the vast stars are contained.
Perhaps the strong wine stained his lips, which made his thin lips dyed a bright red, making his appearance like winter plums a little more passionate.
Gu Jingmo held his face with one hand, looked at him drinking, and did not drink together, but sighed: “You are so beautiful when you drink.”
Xuan Song took a sip of the wine, stopped to look at her, and asked in confusion: “Why do you say that?”
“It’s only good-looking.” After she said that, she raised her hand and picked up her upHe poured another sip of wine into the wine jar and drank it happily.
Xuan Song accompanied her and drank the wine in the glass. Then she heard her speak again: “When others drink, they like to enjoy the moon, flowers, and scenery. I appreciate you, you are better than a vase.”
“Vase?”
“Well, why don’t you show your tail and shake it to help me with fun?”
“…”
Gu Jingmo also came over and pointed at his back: “Did the tail pop up near here?”
Xuan Song was extremely unhappy when asked and did not want to answer.
Who knew that Gu Jingmo was still greedy and reached out to him, and ordered: “Shake hands.”
“What does this mean?”
“Huang Tao and I are just playing like this.”
“I am different from her.”
“Aren’t we both half demons? You have more tails than her. After a thousand years, we Huang Tao will also be nine-tailed little yellow dogs!”
Xuan Song wanted to explain the difference between the fox demon and the dog demon, but what are the specific differences?
Different varieties?
After the struggle of Xuan Song, Gu Jingmo had already drunk a jar of wine.
Xuan Song then finished drinking a glass of wine in his hand and whispered, “I can help you with spiritual power.”
“How to do it?”
“Just…” He hesitated and didn’t know what to say.
“Huang Tao!” Gu Jingmo’s sudden shout made Xuan Song shut up instantly.
Huang Tao was very smart and came in with two jars of wine.
With Huang Tao here, Xuan Song, who already had a ghost in his heart, was even more restrained. He held the wine glass and drank it one by one, thinking in his heart, was he a natural thing to practice dual cultivation?
As long as it is a closed room, only the two of them are there, it should not be difficult for him to control himself while cultivating dual cultivation and help her to follow her spiritual power.
Even if Gu Jingmo is prone to shyness, he is still a cultivator of the Demon Sect and a Demon Lord. He still has the courage to capture him as a medicine guide. Does that mean that Gu Jingmo actually knows it?
What should I do in the first step?
He thought for a long time, then turned his head to see, and Gu Jingmo actually started chatting with Huang Tao.
He couldn’t continue the topic just now, so he could only continue drinking on his own. Unexpectedly, he felt a little dizzy after drinking most of the jar of wine.
Gu Jingmo saw Xuan Song, who had always been sitting upright, suddenly tilted his body, shook his head around, and sat down again pretending to be calm.
She reached out to help her, and she saw Xuan Song fall down.
She was not drunk yet, and the fire would still be on the hands when she touched Xuan Song’s body, so she could only let Xuan Song lie on the table and let go.
She was sure that Xuan Song was sleeping honestly. She also took the hem of her clothes and leaned over to look at Xuan Song’s face. Seeing that his cheeks were to the tips of his ears and his neck were red, she was obviously unable to drink and was already drunk at this moment.
She picked up Xuan Song’s wine jar and looked at it: “I just drank so much?”
Huang Tao followed him over and nodded: “I’m really drunk.”
Gu Jingmo put down the wine jar, pinched his waist and looked at Xuan Song and complained: “Just drinking with me, it’s not enough to make me feel disappointed!”
After that, he walked out, stood at the door of the cave, and waved to the three little disciples: “Come on, carry your senior brother away, don’t lie there to delay my drinking.”
The three of them quickly entered the cave.
Yun Suning stood at the door of Gu Jingmo’s cave with her hands wrapped around her chest. Looking at Yu Qichen with Xuan Song on her back, Mu Yan carefully protected her. The two of them worked together to send Xuan Song back to his cave.
As the only person who knew Xuan Song’s intention, he couldn’t help but chuckle.
This ancestor…is not omnipotent.
*
When Xuan Song woke up, he vaguely heard Gu Jingmo’s voice: “If he doesn’t wake up again, I will take Huang Tao and Yun Suning. You can stay here to take care of him.”
Yu Qichen was very worried and quickly dissuaded: “The Demon Lord might as well wait, we can go together to be more thorough.”
Gu Jingmo seemed to be walking out: “There is no need to delay here for too long, it’s the same whether he goes or not.”
Xuan Song forced himself to stand up, his headache was so split that he frowned, and he slowly walked to the door of the cave to see.
The dazzling sunlight rushed straight to his eyelids, making him squint his eyes, and went to see Gu Jingmo’s position, and then whispered, “I’ll go with you.”
Gu Jingmo finally stopped, and when he saw his embarrassed look, he couldn’t help but make fun of him: “You are quite dignified on weekdays, and it’s rare to see you like this.”
Xuan Song was still single, holding the wall of the cave, looking up at the sky, confirming the time.
He has been sleeping for a day.