I'm afraid of myself

There was a "burp", full of wine and food, this is an adjective, but it does not prevent everyone from understanding what happened at the scene.

I saw several demon cultivators who didn’t know how many there were, but they knew that there was a steady stream of spiritual wine poured from the small jug on the short table. The aroma of the wine could attract people who don’t like wine to smoke The nose tentatively took a sip, and after a sip, um, there was no head.

In a daze, he knew that he was drunk, but even if he used his true energy to get rid of the drunk state, the trick was that this seemed to be a constant and natural state of elimination, and he couldn't get rid of it manually at all, so he dizzily recalled the state of his previous life. What did you do.

I seem to have a few words with this righteous kid who doesn't have the slightest sense of tension... After a few words... After a few words...

He Jinyang watched the last demon cultivator, who was still awake, fell to the ground, and sipped the good wine in the glass, looking extremely gloomy.

"You... hiccup... you..."

One hand slapped on the table unwillingly, holding his rotten body and barely falling to the ground. His pale face could be seen flushed from drunkenness. His appearance was handsome under normal circumstances, and he couldn't compare with He Jinyang. , but his reaction was up to the usual standard.

"You, you bastard, hiccup, okay!"

With a loud roar, Moxiu grinned foolishly.

He Jinyang took it for granted to help him prop up his body, and said with a boldness not inferior to the other party's yelling: "It's a man, you can't lose in front of the wine table, face is skin, what is skin?"

While talking, he poured wine for the other party.

Moxiu: "The skin is for drinking! Hahaha!!!"

At this time, who cares about logic, as long as you are happy.

Smelling the gluttonous aroma of wine, Moxiu completely fell for He Jinyang's way, and drank it foolishly, and he almost called him a brother.

As soon as the moonlight shines, the "corpses" all over the ground are sleeping soundly, and the empty land is filled with the aroma of wine, so there is no need to think about how much they drank.

He Jinyang looked at them, guessing that they were almost familiar, so he asked tentatively.

"How long have you been watching me?"

Moxiu's eyes were blank for a long time, he made a gesture of six and said eight.

"I've been with you, hiccup, for eight months."

Then the time calculated from the Xianjue Conference is just right.

He Jinyang thought that if he hadn't found someone following him inadvertently, he might not have known that Moxiu was so obsessed with him.

Thinking about it, since I came to the Southern Region, someone has been staring at me, tsk, is the purpose a fairy weapon?

Moxiu looked at the man with two heads in a daze, but he suddenly laughed loudly, "Hahaha, brother Beifeng, you are here too, the two heads are very handsome today." .”

He Jinyang: "..."

"That's right, that's right! Don't you know? That kid who dared to confess his love to the emperor seems to be... hiccup, it seems that he is about to enter the palace! His grandma's, the number one beauty in our demonic way, unexpectedly, hiccup, fell into the hands of the righteous way, and it won't work." Woo! That's the lover of my dreams, if it doesn't work, I won't be reconciled if I don't get that kid bewitched!"

Leaving aside how illogical the cause and effect are, just talking about the amount of information, He Jinyang seems to have just dug out from his memories a certain scandal that he had subconsciously forgotten since he left the Xianjue Conference.

The corner of his mouth twitched, He Jinyang stopped fanning, and asked aloud, "Where did you get the news? It's fake."

The first sentence exposed his distrust, and the second sentence simply gave up the inquiry mode.

Unexpectedly, the other party's eyes widened, full of indignation that you are behind the times.

Moxiu: "Do you know? Do you know? Do you know why we follow that righteous boy? This is all the order of the adult next to the emperor! Damn Xipi, I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry Why do you want us demon cultivators to protect him! He is afraid that he will be killed if he is carrying a fairy weapon. If he is really such a waste, Hu Qiansui will kill him first! Woooooo..."

"..."

He Jinyang once again extracted what he wanted from the drunken words with a huge amount of information.

First of all, the righteous boy needless to say, it must be him, and his actions so far have been classified by the other party, but let’s not talk about the mistakes, the main one is——that adult next to Dijun?

Who is that lord, that person?

Thinking about it, now it seems that these people are spying on themselves because of that person.

Desiring to continue spying, He Jinyang's tone was as calm as possible, with appropriate anger added.

"Why did that lord specialize Zhengdao!"

"That's right!" The other party immediately took the bait, and said loudly and indignantly: "The last demon cultivator who pursued the emperor was still tortured on the road of life and death 2000 years ago, why should he not use it if he is righteous!"

He Jinyang said with an eloquent voice: "Yes, yes, so what is that lord thinking?"

Demon cultivator Hu Chitose: "How do I know!"

He Jinyang: "..."

"But..." Hu Qiansui seemed to have thought of something, and said in a daze: "He really understands the mind of Lord Dijun the best, we all know this, hiccup, maybe it's really... the emperor really moved on that kid thought……"

He Jinyang: "..."

There seemed to be cold sweat on his forehead, he was really being watched by a devil emperor, and he seemed unable to do whatever he wanted to do.

"Oh, by the way, who are you?"

Hu Qiansui stared at He Jinyang with his eyes wide open, but obviously out of focus.

He Jinyang wiped his face and bent his eyes closer: "I'm a friend you just met."

Hu Qiansui said with a dazed face: "Friends? Since when did I have friends?"

He Jinyang grabbed his hand and shook it in front of his eyes.

"Look, can people who are not friends touch your hand?"

Hu Qiansui squinted his eyes to take a closer look, and found that his hand was being held by the other party, so he nodded in confusion, "Yes, but when did I have friends?"

The problem came back again.

He Jinyang smiled and said, "Do you remember why you are here?"

Hu Qiansui's vague tone immediately became serious, although the erratic look in his eyes showed that he was not awake yet.

"I want to help the adults keep an eye on that guy!"

He Jinyang said: "Then think about it, is there a better way than becoming a friend of the other party to keep an eye on it?"

Hu Qiansui drank a lot of spiritual wine, especially He Jinyang poured him so fiercely, so although he could still maintain a level of sobriety in the conversation at this time, it was impossible to figure out the tricks in the other party's words, which was too reluctant A drunk.

After hesitating for a while, Hu Qiansui gave up struggling and said, "You are right."

He Jinyang smiled and said, "Tell me, is it your friend who told you this good idea?"

Hu Qiansui tilted his head and stared at him for a while, then nodded heavily.

"Good friend, very good friend, you are my brother!"

Unexpectedly, there will be unexpected gains, He Jinyang accepted his new identity with a smile.

"Yeah, I'm your brother."

Hu Qiansui: "Well, brother!"

He Jinyang: "Someone bullied me, do you want to help me bully me back?"

Hu Qiansui hesitated: "The magic cultivator is unusual..."

He Jinyang interrupted: "I am righteous, do you think you want to protect me?"

Hu Qiansui was even more confused, "But the right way..."

He Jinyang: "It's a brother who has a knife in his ribs, right?"

Hu Qiansui grimaced and nodded in a daze.

He Jinyang said: "So what I said is correct, isn't it?"

Hu Qiansui: "Yes! You are right!"

"Very good," He Jinyang snapped his thumbs, "You can sleep now."

Hu Qiansui fell asleep all the time and snored loudly.

Then He Jinyang rotated everyone to come again, and when they woke up, under the sun, more than a dozen demon cultivators wearing various robes stared at each other, and all turned to He Jinyang's direction.

It was still a short table with melons and fruits, but this time dozens of tea bowls were filled with hangover tea.

He Jinyang smiled and said: "Although the wine is good, don't be greedy. Make a few bowls of bitter soup for sobering up. Brothers, please don't refuse."

Demon cultivators: "..."

What the hell happened last night?Why is there no trace of repulsion when being called a brother by an immortal cultivator!

Among them, Hu Qiansui was more confused. Unlike the others in the other fragments, he could still vaguely remember what happened last night. As for how he called the person in front of him brothers...he now wished he could be with the demon cultivator next to him Same, don't remember clearly!

He Jinyang smiled: "Why worry, you are a brother for a day, and you will be a brother for life. For example, at this time you have something to ask, but the senior brother dare not obey." He looked serious, "But before saying what you want, do this first. A bowl of bitter soup is not good for a hangover, especially though my spiritual wine tastes good, but it is not something ordinary people can stand."

The demon cultivators are still hesitant, yes, there is no reason to treat each other as brothers after a night of drinking, no, how did they drink last night?

Early in the morning, each of these demon cultivators felt countless question marks pressing on their heads, and their blank expressions were very pleasant when they came together.

He Jinyang shook his head, fanned his fans, and did not raise his eyelids until a figure appeared in front of him.

The broad figure and strong back cannot describe the "huge" feeling that He Jinyang's shadow completely covers after the other party sits down.

Hu Qiansui picked up a bowl with one hand, and the dark brown bitter soup inside was covered with white flowers. He hesitated for less than a second and drank a big bowl.

As for the reason why he is so forthright, he has already drank so much wine, is this bowl of soup still missing?

To put it simply, the can is broken.

When Hu Qiansui finished drinking the bitter soup, he looked at He Jinyang, who seemed to be strong and pure, and frowned tightly.

"you……"

"Don't worry," He Jinyang made a stop sign, "feel the changes in Dantian Zifu."

Hu Qiansui's complexion changed, thinking that he had been tricked, and immediately got lucky on the spot. When the true energy flowed through the Zifu, the cloud speed skyrocketed, the whole spiritual source trembled, and his complexion changed again.

Under the guarded eyes of the rest of the demon cultivators, He Jinyang looked at Hu Qiansui with a smile and exhaled.

For the first time, Hu Qiansui looked at He Jinyang without suspicion, and what he said shocked the rest of the demon cultivators.

"I, Old Hu, owe you a favor."

Last night's wine, today's soup, the combination of the two, his years of secret wounds were resolved in one day.

It seemed that he knew that he was doubting, and with this person's temperament, he was probably thinking about how to repay the kindness, but He Jinyang smiled and bent his eyes, his eyebrows were elegant, and the words he said next made Moxiu's face change three times.

He Jinyang smiled and said, "Since we are brothers, if we talk about human feelings or not, it is the same for other demon cultivators. I will forget about being brothers overnight, and I will doubt you."

"For example, how did such a person with no reputation work for the emperor? If I remember correctly..." Pointing to the inconspicuous short man among Moxiu, he said meaningfully: "This brother is the spy of the flower cherishing envoy. Bar?"

Then that "brother" turned green.

The author has something to say: He Jinyang: I am treating people with sincerity. (Smile

The green brother: what about human nature!