When he woke up again, his crippled soul was repaired!The injuries on the body have also been treated.There is a fire next to it, and two grilled fish.

who is it?

Jun Xiangruo looked around, he was in a cave, the mountain wall was wrapped in darkness, only the flickering fire, there were no other figures.

His spiritual power was exhausted, and he was a little hungry.He looked at the two fish.If this person was going to kill him, he would have died long ago.Thinking about it, I took it and ate it.

Just after eating, a voice sounded.

"Why did you eat my share too?" A slender young man wearing a black mask appeared in the cave.

Jun Xiangruo immediately became alert.

I can't see this man's face clearly, but I can feel his calm and introverted demeanor, with a bit of chic and casual, as a person.

"You slept for a month." The man didn't care about Jun Xiangruo's vigilance at all, walked over and sat by the fire.

"You saved me?"

The man spread his hands.

"Thank you," Jun Xiangruo relaxed his vigilance a little, "You can actually mend your soul."

"Your soul was just bitten, not eaten." The man added some firewood to the fire, "Is it a soul-eating beast?"

"Ah."

The man glanced at him, and he glanced at the man.He remembered that the eyes seemed to be light-colored—he forgot.

The man poked the wood in the fire with a stick and didn't ask any more questions.

"What are you doing in the back mountain?" Jun Xiangruo looked at him.

"Uh... I'm homeless, I'm borrowing you to cultivate in the back mountain." The man touched his nose.

"Do you want to join the Defeating Soul Sect?" Jun Xiangruo inexplicably felt a little funny.Why do people always come to the back mountain of the Defeating Soul Sect to practice every three days? What kind of treasure is this?He himself does not know.

"Impossible." The man patted the ashes off his hands, "You Defeated Soul Sect can even deliberately release seventh-rank soul-eating beasts to bite fellow sects, how dare I enter."

Jun Xiangruo frowned, "How do you know it was released on purpose?"

"I see." The man looked at him with folded arms.

You can also see this kind of thing...

"...So what are you doing in the back mountain..."

"...Practice."

Jun Xiangruo: "..."

"I think the person in the sea of ​​corpses is you." Jun Xiangruo affirmed.

"What... what? It's not me." The man touched his nose.

Jun Xiangruo didn't speak, just stared at him.

All right.The man gave in, and added knowingly, "It was you that day too?

Didn't your suzerain bother you? "

"No." Jun Xiangruo thought, it seems that this person doesn't know that he is the suzerain?

It's a pity that if Jun Xiangruo doesn't know, his family background has been clearly seen by the person in front of him.

The man couldn't help asking, "How do you know it's me?"

"Because I like to meddle in my own business."

That person: "..."

"How can I save you, young man, can't you treat me better?"

"Actually, that's my best attitude."

That person: "..." Touching?

The firewood in the fire crackled and crackled, and the flames flickered in the cave.

"Since you're awake, are you going back?" the man asked again.

"I won't return. I haven't recovered yet." Jun Xiangruo straightened one leg and bent the other. Both legs were long, with one elbow resting on his knee, staring at the fire in a trance.

Now when I go back, I might encounter some monsters of the seventh and eighth ranks who "escape" again, and there will be a dead end.It's better to relax in the back mountain.

"So you're going to steal my land?"

Jun Xiangruo looked at the man inexplicably, "This is my back mountain, right? Why are you still here?"

That person: "..." Living under the fence, a man can bend and stretch.

"You are not a ghost cultivator, and you were not refining your grievances in the sea of ​​corpses that day. Am I right?" Jun Xiangruo was rarely curious.

The man felt that he finally had a chance to fight back, "What does it have to do with you."

"The back mountain is of no benefit to you, so go." Jun Xiangruo stopped looking at him, and looked at Huo again.

"..."

The man suddenly laughed, "I said you are not afraid that I will become angry and kill you now?"

Jun Xiangruo looked straight at him, "Are you treating my space capsule as a display?" Taking out all the magic weapons, I still don't believe that I can't beat you to death.

That person: "..."

In the end, the two of them were very tacit and did not speak any more.Especially the one in the mask, with his mouth tightly shut.because he can feel the king

If you are in a bad mood.

The crackling of firewood was especially loud in this cave.

On the second day, Brother Mask——Come on, Han Yunshen, as soon as he entered the cave, he felt that something was wrong, because the air was filled with a strong aroma of wine.

Take a look inside, sure enough!All the jars of spirit wine he had brewed had been wiped out, and the jars were scattered all over the floor, which can be described as a mess. At this moment, the culprit was sitting and dozing with arms folded, leaning against a stone.

This... this is too drinkable!Unheard of!

Han Yun was trembling with deep anger.The mountain torrent erupted in his mind, almost drowning all his sanity.

Jun!Towards!like!

He had an impulse to go over to finish this man with a sword.But he can't.

Han Yunshen walked over and squatted in front of Jun Xiangruo, looking at him coldly.

If he felt something, Jun Xiangruo opened his eyes in a daze, the peach blossom eyes glistened, and he smiled drunkenly at him.

Han Yun was taken aback for a moment, his heart skipped a beat suddenly.

Actually... Actually, this is not a big deal... Isn't it just a hundred altars of spirit wine...

He touched the bridge of his nose, laid the man who had fallen asleep again, made him a piece of clothing, and went to clean up the wine jars.

The more I tidy up, the more heartbroken I am, there is really nothing left!

Han Yun sighed deeply.

There was a sudden movement behind him, and when he looked back, Jun Xiangruo was actually sitting beside him, looking straight at him, reeking of alcohol, "Burning me..."

Back you ugly?What's the meaning? ... oh - drink with you.

Can you still drink?

Someone is shocked.Are you a wine master?

"Jiuxian" took out two jars of wine from his own space bag, and pushed one jar to the person opposite, "Drink!" As he spoke, he took the other jar and began to drink it for himself.

"Stop!" Han Yunshen snatched his wine jar, "You can't drink any more, you'll become a god if you drink any more."

Jun Xiangruo reached out to grab it.Han Yunshen held it high.

If Jun Xiang couldn't reach it, he flung himself into Han Yunshen's arms dangling.

He wanted to support himself, but he couldn't use any strength, so he arched and arched in Han Yunshen's arms.

Han Yunshen: "..."

He reluctantly put down the wine jar and helped him up.

Those hazy peach blossom eyes looked at him again.

With the warm firelight, he saw himself reflected in these eyes.

The handsome face flushed with drinking wine was so close to him that he could even feel the man's hot breath spraying on his face.The thin lips under the nose that hang like a gallbladder are glowing with water.

Suddenly, he stretched out his hand to wipe the wine from Jun Xiangruo's mouth.

Jun Xiangruo waved his hand away, and went to get the wine again.

Han Yunshen quickly pressed down on the jar, "I can't drink any more."

After a stalemate for a while, Jun Xiangruo finally fell into his arms again and fell asleep.

Han Yun breathed a sigh of relief and put him at ease again.He took a sip of the jug of wine.

Good wine.

Jun Xiangruo had been drunk for a full month, and when he woke up again, he was refreshed, his soul injuries and meridian injuries were all healed, and that man's spirit wine was really good.

Looking inside again, Baitan Lingjiu was brewed again, and this time an enchantment was added.

Jun Xiangruo: "..." How long is this person going to stay here?

At this time, winter has come quietly, and the sky is full of velvet and heavy snow. There are many disturbances, and there are many sorrows and joys;

The snow has sealed Lingzhi, and what is left to the earth is another thousand-year-old dream.Not far away, the majestic and majestic Palace of the Defeated Soul Sect stands with the snow on it, and it seems to be a bit of a dusty—if you ignore the darkness inside.

The man sat at the entrance of the cave wearing a mask, looking at the snow all over the sky.Hearing the movement, he turned his head and said, "Hey, Jiu Xian is awake?"

Jun Xiangruo walked over, "I owe you a hundred altars of spiritual wine, and I will pay you back double in the future."

I heard that Han Yunshen would not refuse the gift of wine, "Yes."

Jun Xiangruo chose a place far away from him to sit down, "What happened to the Defeated Soul Sect recently?"

Han Yunshen looked over inexplicably, "Ask me what to do? How do I know?"

"Oh, I thought you were meddling again."

Han Yunshen: "..."

Han Yun took a deep look at him, got up and shook his robe, "I'm going out for a while." Saying that, he jumped down, and his figure disappeared into the snow.

Jun Xiangruo was still sitting there, staring at the snow in a trance.

The distant mountains fade into a silhouette in the gray sky.

The world turned white, as if he was the only one left.

The long-lost feeling of loneliness inexplicably wrapped him tightly.

That night, Han Yunshen returned to the cave wearing a mask, holding a pheasant and a hare in his hand.

After peeling and plucking them, they were roasted.

After cleaning his hands, he took out a pot, shovel, table, bacon, and various fruits and vegetables from the space capsule.

Jun Xiangruo: "..." Is the space capsule used in this way?

Han Yunshen rolled up his sleeves and began to struggle.Jun Xiangruo was about to fall asleep before he finished his work and set a table full of dishes.

Finally, he took out two lanterns from the space capsule and hung them up, took out a red candle and lit them.

Jun Xiangruo, who had been watching coldly, couldn't help but frowned and said, "What are you doing? Do you want to pay homage to me?"

Han Yunshen: "..."

Han Yunshen swallowed his breath, sat down at the table, "Come and celebrate the New Year with me."

"New Year?" Jun Xiangruo looked puzzled.

"You don't know what Chinese New Year is?"

"Do you have to know?"

"New Year is a kind of festival in the human world, to celebrate the new year." Han Yunshen touched his nose through the mask again, "I have only been back from the human world for a few years, and I haven't changed my habits."

"I'm not." Jun Xiangruo looked away.

"The grace of saving my life is wiped out."

"..." Jun Xiangruo glanced at him, walked over and sat down.

Immortal cultivators are the ones who pay the most attention to the conclusion of cause and effect, the less unresolved cause and effect, the better.

Han Yun smiled deeply and took a sip of wine.

"Why do I have no wine?" Jun Xiangruo looked at him.

"You pour it down. Now I suspect that you poured out all my wine. It's too drinkable."

Jun Xiangruo: "..."

Jun Xiangruo picked up a chopstick and ate the dish, which was surprisingly delicious.

"What is this?" Jun Xiangruo asked Han Yunshen while holding a piece of bacon.

"Bacon." Han Yunshen was a little surprised, "There should be some in the world of cultivating immortals, right?"

"I haven't eaten it." Jun Xiangruo took a sip, "It's so salty."

"Impossible, I didn't add much salt when I marinated." Han Yunshen also tasted a slice, it was really salty...

Said that Jun Xiangruo was not allowed to drink, but the two of them still drank.

At the end of the thirty altars, Han Yunshen was already drunk, but Jun Xiangruo still took a bite of food like a normal person.

"Why do you think you can drink so well?" Han Yunshen said, lying on the table, and fell asleep not long after.

Jun Xiangruo looked at him quietly for a while.

He reached out to take off his mask, but stopped when his hand touched the mask, and withdrew his hand.

Why bother, there is always a time when there is a fate, it is better not to start at the beginning, so as not to be another disappointment.

That's it, good.

Jun Xiangruo left.

The two never said their names, never asked about their backgrounds, as if they met in the first place to part.

If Jun Xiang didn't break his promise, he put two hundred altars of spiritual wine in the cave.

The two never saw each other again.

"You have been in the Mortal Realm for a long time."

"I've watched you for 20 years, who else will I be with you?"

……

Scenes emerged from memory one by one, and a sentence rang in Jun Xiangruo's mind.

"Cold cloud is deep." Jun Xiangruo said to Xuanlong below him in his spiritual consciousness.

"What's the matter? Don't worry, it's almost here."

It was still dark all around, and huge seaweed brushed by.

"You were the one behind the Defeated Soul Sect back then." Jun Xiangruo was sure.

Han Yun was silent for a long time.

"it's me."

Jun Xiangruo let out an "um", not knowing what he was thinking.

Han Yun laughed deeply, "Jiuxian, I'm still keeping the two hundred jars of wine you gave me, let me show you how many jars of wine you give me someday."

"Ah."

"What's wrong with you?" Feeling something was wrong, Xuanlong shook his head and shook the person above his head.

"It's nothing." Jun Xiangruo's tone remained the same.

Han Yunshen suddenly had a strange feeling that Jun Xiangruo was afraid of something.

"Here we are." Saying that, Xuanlong walked through a stone gate.

In an instant, the darkness was torn apart domineeringly by the piercing light!

Jun Xiangruo felt uncomfortable for a moment and closed his eyes.

Open it again, it's already a different scene.

like a dream.

Jun Xiangruo was stunned.

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