sword pointing heart possession

When he arrived at Huoyun Cave, he was told that the medicinal herb had been taken away. Yang Jian was confused, and when he returned to the camp and found that everyone was almost fine, he was even more puzzled.

After getting the box that Nezha gave him, Yang Jian was simply full of question marks.

There are quite a few people with the surname Ye in the camp, but if you name them and give them to yourself, that person doesn't think about anything but Ye Hen.

But Ye Hen's location has never been a secret, if you want to give him something, you don't need Nezha to hand it over, even if you really can't find anyone, it's better to give it to any shopkeeper of Tianyulou than to him.This person who called himself Daozu Hongjun... dared to come here in the name of Daozu, he should have a lot of background, so why didn't he give the things to Ye Hen face to face?

No one should be so lazy =-=

Although almost no one believed that it was Daozu himself who came, but seeing Nezha's face was determined, and the grass did save the whole army, most people were guessing that it was the messenger of Daozu, and they all silently told the unknown person. thank.

Yang Jian thought about it, and accepted the box - if you ask Ye Hen, you should know everything.

Although he didn't get the medicinal herbs, Yang Jian still got the cure for this disease from Shennong. After handing over all the proceeds to Jiang Ziya, Yang Jian took another leave and returned to Tianyu Tower.

Ye Wuhen was sitting in front of the desk rubbing his brows, and when he saw Yang Jian coming, a smile finally appeared on the corner of his mouth: "You're back...the matter is over?"

The sentence 'you're back' made Yang Jian's heart tremble, he pursed his lips, and then smiled slightly: "Well, it's all over."

Ye Wuhen nodded. A few days ago, Yan suddenly sent a message saying that someone had sent medicinal herbs to King Wu's camp. After Yang Jian hadn't returned, he had a vague premonition, but he couldn't do without people because of his busy schedule. The trust was not shot.Now that he has finished reading the account book, and his relationship has returned unscathed, it really is...

"However," Yang Jian changed the subject, and he took out the box from Qiankun in his sleeve and put it on the table: "Nezha received this when I was going out, and it was given by the person who detoxified us... Said it was for you Congratulations."

"... Congratulatory gift?" Ye Wuhen was taken aback, the first thing that came to his mind was the premonition experience.He narrowed his eyes and stared at the box with bad eyes, "What's inside?"

The size of this box occupies half of the table, but it looks extremely simple.Square and square, pure black without a trace of pattern on the outside, no decoration, and the sticky places are maintained by spells written in black ink. The whole does not look like a box, but a large black brick.

"I don't know, we haven't even opened it." Yang Jian shook his head and said.

"...It's right not to dismantle it." Ye Wuhen was silent for a moment and sniffed close to the box, then flipped through it again, and found that there was nothing on it except for those low auras, and his eyes were deeper: "The breath has been cleaned up." It's so clean."

It is polite to engrave one's own breath on the gift, and this kind of clean-up behavior is no different from conspiracy.

But... with a slight snort, even if he didn't stay, he could almost guess it.

This kind of decoration is all black, is it for fear that he will not be able to guess it or something!

With two clicks, the formation of the box was directly unloaded, and the pitch-black packaging began to peel off layer by layer.Inside the box shell is black soft cloth, under the soft cloth are layers of black cotton wool, and inside the cotton wool...

The corner of Yang Jian's mouth twitched, "...wine?"

If you look closely, it's completely black, sealed with red cloth, and the size of a pumpkin, a wine jar!

Ye Wuhen narrowed his eyes slightly.

Second Brother Yang was stunned for a while, "What...why did Daozu send this here?"

"How could it be Hongjun? It must be Luohu." Ye Wuhen knocked on the edge of the wine jar, the corner of his mouth taunting, "Unlike Hongjun, Demon Ancestor Luohu has always been at ease, and it is common sense to play around with juniors. It's not the first time that the idea came to me. What I've learned can read people's hearts, so of course he doesn't dare to send things to me directly, because I will probably smash them directly."

Xinjian can feel what other people think, but it can only be within the range of Ye Wuhen's perception. Luo Hu doesn't know where in the world he is now, and he has no direct contact. It is naturally unrealistic to want to feel his mood.

Yang Jian frowned, "The ancestor of all demons? Since it was a gift from the ancestor of demons, then this wine... don't drink it."

"Drink, why don't you drink." Ye Wuhen raised his eyebrows, "Maybe he just wants to see us look suspicious, I don't believe it, what can he do to me!"

Ye Wuhen knew that in terms of conspiracy, he couldn't play with the demon ancestor who played with people's hearts, but no matter how the demon ancestor acted against the sky, what he did was more or less implicated by the Dao.Yang Jian's luck is strong, and his own strength is strong. Luo Hu can only make some harmless jokes even if he wants to, and he is far from causing real harm.Besides, as he himself said, who knows what this snake spirit is thinking╭(╯▽╰)╮

So instead of thinking about this and that, it is better to act according to one's heart. Demons and ghosts are nothing more than a sword, so what can a jar of wine do?

His subordinates shook the seal with a little force, Ye Wuhen dipped his fingers in some wine and tasted it, and couldn't help frowning for a long time: "En?"

"What's wrong?" Yang Jian stood up suddenly, his hand was already raised and he looked ready to induce vomiting at any time: "Isn't it right?"

Ye Wuhen glanced sideways, and a smile flashed in his eyes.He stretched out his hand and pulled Yang Jian down: "Don't be nervous, there's nothing wrong...or rather, there's nothing wrong with it."

Not too much... isn't it?Yang Jian was puzzled, "How to say?"

Ye Wuhen chuckled, "Luo Hu can only use this wine if he wants to do something, but I have tasted it. This wine is indeed made by Hongjun. Drinking it can improve his cultivation, but it is easier to drink than ordinary wine." Just drunk."

more likely to get drunk...

Fuck, isn't this idea obvious!

Ye Hen doesn't drink much! ! !

Ye Wuhen raised his eyebrows, but didn't say anything.With a wave of his hand, he popped out two gold nuggets and knocked over the wine bottle on one side, poured a glass and pushed it to Yang Jian.

"You can only drink one glass of this wine." Ye Wuhen laughed, "Not everyone can afford the wine of Daozu Hongjun."

"Did you listen to me..." Yang Jian took the glass subconsciously, but when he looked up again, he saw Ye Wuhen directly hugged the wine jar... and started pouring it?

My mind just went blank.

Zixiao Palace.

Luo Hu simply regarded this place as his home, he didn't even go back to the mansion in the Demon Realm, and used Hongjun's cloud mirror to have fun in the lower realm all day long.Seeing Ye Wuhen accept his 'kindness', the corners of his lips curled up evilly, and he said lightly: "Naive."

This wine was indeed brewed by Hongjun, and it could indeed improve his cultivation. He didn't do anything in it, because what he wanted to see... As Yang Jian said, it was Ye Wuhen's performance when he was drunk.

Yeheng knows how to drink, and he gets drunk so easily. This knowledge almost made Luo Hu discover a new world, and every day he was obsessed with wanting to see what he looked like after he was drunk—unfortunately, the time he inquired was the last time Ye Wuhen drank. , so the Mo Zu, who had been waiting for a long time, planned to do it himself.

Coincidentally, because Luo Hu always complained that the higher the level of cultivation, the harder it is to get drunk, and he was still very sober every time he was full of water, so he couldn't take the opportunity to counter-pressure (this sentence was not said), so Hongjun changed the wine's formula a few days ago. According to the formula, a wine with the same taste and effect as the original wine, but with the opposite degree of drunkenness, was finally produced.However, before he had time to take a sip, he was taken to death by Luo Hu.

As Luo Hu expected, Ye Wuhen didn't taste the difference between the two wines at all—no, there was no difference at all.Usually, with the demonic power to cheat, even a tank of that kind of wine would not make Ye Wuhen drunk, but now...

In a happy mood, Luo Hu took out the photo stone and prepared to record the video. The next moment, he saw a flash of water in the mirror, and the screen was full of snowflakes——

Luo Hu: "..."

Block the way of heaven, Yeheng, count · you · ruthless!

Luo Hu doesn't even think about it, you tell people that this thing was given by you, and you don't allow them to make some preparations~

Go back to Tianyu Tower.

Ye Hen can have a different style every time he gets drunk - this is the result of Yang Jian's practice after many times.

After finally snatching the wine jar from Ye Wuhen's hands, there was less than half a mouthful of wine in it.Yang Jian just watched Ye Wuhen staring up at himself in a daze. When he threw the jar away, he turned around and almost bumped into the Second Highness who was close behind him.

... The child didn't make a sound when he got up, huh?

Just as he opened his mouth to say something, Yang Jian felt his lips warm again.

Damn, it's... the third time!

This time is different from the previous two superficial kisses, because this time, Ye Wuhen showed the fangs of the monster clan, and gradually changed from simple touching to biting, and it was difficult for him to stop when he was drunk. Shu forcefully, the fishy sweetness was soon smelled between the lips and teeth.

It is only at this time that the ferocity of the monster race will come out.Yang Jian frowned and wanted to pull Ye Wuhen away. Although this kind of contact would not be as disgusting as some colleagues said, and he didn't even reject it at all, but his mouth was gnawed, how would he go back to camp tomorrow... huh? !

slam-la-

The golden wings stretched out behind themselves, bringing up golden streamers flying all over the sky, falling like cherry blossoms. Under the cold light of the moon, this golden color not only did not add warmth, but added a sense of chill.Ye Wuhen finally raised his head, with faint blood stains blooming into the most gorgeous flowers at the corner of his mouth.

Yang Jian was startled, "Ye... Hen? Are you okay?"

"...It's okay..." The soft sigh dissipated in the air, Ye Wuhen blinked slowly, and the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually froze in an arc, whether it was ridicule or joy.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, Palace Master Li Shao, are you all right?"

The author has something to say:

So Second Brother Yang watched the owner drink up the wine, and he was too scared to touch it =W=Well, it was probably the last time he went drunk.

Please keep your claws~~