The villains are all my vests

Chapter 240 Once upon a time there was a Cangming Mountain (32)

This time, it was Gu Zhihuan's turn to be dazed.

Song Yufeng frowned in a rare way, and he continued: "Ouyang Huichun is an orphan picked up by Ouyang Ji that year. It can be said that without Ouyang Ji, there would be no such person as Ouyang Huichun."

"Me too." Han Yue said abruptly.

Song Yufeng was taken aback, and was interrupted by Ouyang Huichun, he almost forgot the existence of Han Yue...

Han Yue didn't know if he had listened to Song Yufeng's words, but after he finished speaking, he started to stare at Gu Zhihuan again.

Song Yufeng turned his body sideways with some headaches, simply out of sight.

"But in the process of refining the medicine, Ouyang Huichun may have suddenly regretted it." Song Yufeng breathed out silently: "He didn't incorporate half of his cultivation into it. There was a problem with the Samsara Ice Pill, and Ouyang Ji woke up after taking it. But always insane."

Gu Zhihuan understood.

After all, the process of refining medicine does not happen overnight.

Driven by emotion, people can always do too many dedicating things for others, but if the process is too long, and the time is too long, once the urge to be desperate is over, people can't help but shrink back.

When Ouyang Huichun agreed to refine the Samsara Ice Pill, it was true that he wanted to save Ouyang Ji.

But during the refining process, it is true that he retreated when he thought that he would lose half of his cultivation.

Song Yufeng took a big sip of wine, and his eyes were obviously stained with alcohol: "If it was a different method, even if it was a life for a life, I'm afraid Ouyang Huichun would not regret it, but it turned out to be refining medicine."

"So what about refining medicine?" Han Yue sneered, the look in the corner of his eyes was almost mean: "If you really care about someone, how can you not be able to bear a little bit of suffering."

"Junior Brother... Do you know that losing our hard-earned cultivation is more terrifying than losing our lives?" Song Yufeng was surprised by Han Yue's bold words.

Different from ordinary people, the world of comprehension is cruel and bloody.

Especially young talents like Ouyang Huichun who have made a name for themselves have many friends and enemies. Once they lose their original strength, it will definitely not be a good end for him.

Han Yue's expression remained unchanged, and even his voice did not fluctuate in tone: "If it were me, I would be willing to hand over my cultivation bit by bit with my own hands."

Song Yufeng opened his mouth wide: "...you must have been given the ecstasy soup by the elder sister."

Han Yue finally looked at him.

He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back abruptly.

Song Yufeng was so stared at by him: "Forget it, you should continue to look at Elder Sister, don't stare at me."

"Oh." Han Yue turned back slowly.

Song Yufeng clicked his tongue in amazement: "After getting drunk, he is quite obedient, and finally looks like a little junior."

He wiped the wine stains from the corner of his mouth, already thinking about finding a chance to get Han Yue drunk and do something weird.

Gu Zhihuan cast a sideways glance at Song Yufeng: "You try to bully him?"

"Big sister!!!" Song Yufeng was so wronged that he cried, "I am your lovely junior, how can you help the junior to bully me?"

"I didn't help him." Gu Zhihuan replied.

"Hehe." Song Yufeng despised Gu Zhihuan's daring behavior.

Gu Zhihuan reminded lightly: "I just chose to stand by and watch."

"Then you just threatened me?"

"Use some unjust means when necessary."

"..."

Song Yufeng stared at her motionlessly.

Gu Zhihuan sat up straight alertly.

No matter how you look at it, Song Yufeng's eyes are not quite right now.

Before Gu Zhihuan could figure out what was going on, Song Yufeng suddenly cried out with a "wow": "I knew it, no one likes me, no one loves me, I'm just a poor Yufeng cub."

Song Yufeng's sudden crying frightened Han Yue.

He stared blankly at Song Yufeng.

Song Yufeng cried out of breath.

Gu Zhihuan grinned with a headache.

Han Yue looked at Song Yufeng crying in confusion: "What's wrong with him?"

"Drunk." Gu Zhihuan's complexion was a little uncomfortable. She remembered the first time she saw Song Yufeng drunk, and her brows frowned even tighter.

Ever since Song Yufeng secretly drank Gu Zhihuan's wine when he was a child, wiped his snot all over Gu Zhihuan's body, and was taught by Gu Zhihuan, he has been extra cautious every time he drinks.

Gu Zhihuan almost forgot about it, but Song Yufeng drank too much today...

Han Yue looked at Gu Zhihuan's expression, thought for a while, and said, "Shall I take care of him?"

Gu Zhihuan burst out laughing.

I'm afraid you didn't realize that you were drunk too.

Seeing that Gu Zhihuan didn't answer, Han Yue really walked up to Song Yufeng's side. He raised his hand, tentatively trying to put his hand on Song Yufeng's head.

However, after trying several times, he couldn't find a suitable angle, so he could only pat Song Yufeng's back stiffly.

Song Yufeng didn't know who the person who took pictures of him was, he wrapped around him and hugged Han Yue firmly: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Small poor."

Han Yue froze.

He was silent for a long time, and said awkwardly: "...I like it."

"Do you like Yufeng Cub?" Song Yufeng's eyes glowed.

Han Yue bit the bullet and nodded.

Song Yufeng cried even louder: "You lied to me, your expression betrayed your heart."

Han Yue: "..."

Seeing that Han Yue didn't respond, Song Yufeng cried and went to find Gu Zhihuan.

Han Yue hurriedly dragged him back.

Taking a deep breath, Han Yue worked hard to adjust his facial expression, revealing a mouthful of white teeth: "I didn't lie to you."

It's a pity that Han Yue is not as talented as Wu Xie, and his adjusted smile is too scary.

After two seconds of silence, Song Yufeng let out an earth-shattering cry.

Han Yue stood in front of him at a loss.

Gu Zhihuan reluctantly took out a forbidden speech talisman and stuck it on Song Yufeng's mouth.

The world is quiet.

Han Yue wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

Gu Zhihuan's whole body collapsed.

With two drunk juniors, Gu Zhihuan couldn't go anywhere.

When Wu Xian heard the news and rushed over, he saw Gu Zhihuan sitting helplessly in the yard.

Song Yufeng hugged Han Yue tightly, and Han Yue put his hands stiffly on his back, comforting him almost mechanically: "Don't cry, I like it, I won't lie to you."

Wu Xian almost thought for a moment that he had gone to the wrong place.

You know, Song Yufeng and Han Yue, let alone being so close, would definitely quarrel if they stayed together for less than a stick of incense.

"Are they bewitched?" Wu Xian came over in surprise and stood cautiously one meter away.

Gu Zhihuan finally saw the savior, she grabbed Song Yufeng by the collar, and threw him towards Wu Xian: "He's drunk, take care of him."

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