The leader of the Demon Cult ran away with the ball

It is night, and the cold moon is in the sky.

In the courtyard, a man in purple clothes stood in front of the courtyard gate.

Shui Chenbi has been busy with business in the past few days, although the maid reported Xue Jingying's recent situation many times, but remembering the broken porcelain that day, he never visited Xue Jingying again.

It went on like this for a few days, Xie Chan came to report to him again during the day that Xue Jingying had been poisoned, but at night he couldn't hold back anymore, and walked over again.

He stopped in front of the room for a moment before pushing the door open and going in.

The room was as warm as spring, because Xue Jingying was afraid of the cold, although it had been spring for a long time, the stove and incense were still lit all the time in the room.

Shui Chenbi slowed down and walked to the bed, the person on the bed was already asleep.

His usually fierce eyes were slightly closed, and a row of light-colored shadows hung down from his eyelashes. It seemed that he had been poisoned during the day, and his body was weak at this time. Even when he fell asleep, his brows were slightly frowned. Touching his face, thinking of something, he silently took it back.

After a while, he gently tucked the corner of the quilt for him, then carefully reached into the quilt and touched his hand out.

The incense contained sleeping ingredients, so he wasn't worried that he would wake up at all.

The five fingers of the hand were white and slender, but there was a deep scar on the palm of the hand, which was caused by the broken porcelain that day and was not bandaged.

Shui Chenbi looked at the wound, her brows and eyes were heavy, she didn't know what she was thinking, after a while, he took out a white jade ointment from his bosom, dipped it on, and carefully applied it bit by bit. Gently put him back under the quilt.

The person on the bed fell into a deep sleep, feeling nothing.

Shui Chenbi stood by the bed for a long time, and finally couldn't help reaching out to touch his face, this person was only so amiable when he was asleep.

He smiled and stayed until midnight, when it was almost dawn, before leaving the room.

In the afternoon of the second day, because of Xue Jingying's poisonous attack yesterday, Xie Chan came to the National Teacher's Mansion to see him again today. Shui Chenbi had just spoken a few words to him when a servant girl rushed in to take care of Xue Jingying. The maid who eats three meals a day calls Mi Niang.

As soon as Mi Niang came in, she knelt down: "My lord."

Shui Chenbi glanced at him: "What's the matter?"

Mi Niang seemed to be unable to speak, she fell down on the ground after a while, and replied: "Young Master Xue didn't know what happened today, he refused to eat in the morning, and shouted that he must drink, otherwise he would ruin all the food. When I went out, the servant could not do anything, so I gave Mr. Xue some wine, but I didn’t expect Mr. Xue to ask for more after drinking, and now...Mr. Xue is very drunk."

Shui Chenbi's face darkened when he heard the words, and he was about to get angry. Xie Chan quickly stopped him and said, "It's nothing, Mr. Xue is depressed, and drinking alcohol is normal. Now his internal injuries have recovered, and drinking some alcohol will not cause any serious problems."

Hearing this, Shui Chenbi's anger subsided a little, the maid named Miniang quickly thanked Xie Chan with her eyes, and then was sent away by Shui Chenbi.

The drinking issue was supposed to be over like this, but I didn't expect that Xue Jingying would ask for wine every day, and if he didn't give it, he would quarrel and throw things to vent his anger.

If you give it, you will get drunk every day, and if you don't drink, you won't eat or drink and won't sleep peacefully.

I heard that someone who passed by the National Teacher's Mansion could hear a drunken man clamoring for wine every day.

After a few days of such unexamined days, this day, moon and night, is another [-]th day.

Shui Chenbi stood under the eaves, thinking of a month ago, her thoughts drifted to nowhere.

After the [-]th day of that day, due to the addition of Zhiyang's internal force, his Mingyue Divine Art has been advancing by leaps and bounds. Not only did he break through his insanity, but now he is just around the corner from breaking through the eighth level to the ninth level.

If it was before, this must be a great pleasure for him, but thinking about it, those cold and blood-red eyes could not help but appear in front of his eyes, and his mood could not help but become irritable...

As Shui Chenbi thought about it, his whole body felt cold. After he stopped under the eaves for a while, he walked towards the courtyard where he went every night.

Tonight, besides him, the drunken person who drank every day also didn't sleep.

After Shui Chenbi walked away in Xue Jingying's room that time, he never saw Xue Jingying in a waking state again, and only occasionally went into the room to see him after he fell asleep. Counting it, it has been half a month.

At this moment, looking at the clear Xue Jingying sitting in the courtyard, he paused, hesitating and not going forward.

Tonight is full of bright moon and stars.

It was spring again, and the big trees in the courtyard were covered with pink and white peach and pear blossoms, which fluttered and scattered all over the ground when the breeze blew.

The man sitting under the tree was dressed in light blue thin clothes, with a jug of wine in his hand, and pink and white petals fell on his head, his shoulders, and his cup with the breeze, and he didn't mind it. He drank it all in one gulp.

And it's not as eager to get drunk on his ladle as in the past, but he sips one sip carefully, it seems that under such a beautiful scenery, he doesn't want to waste the fine wine.

The man drank several cups one after another, he seemed a little drunk, he stood up, staggered twice, as if he was about to fall, Shui Chenbi was about to fly over to catch him, seeing him stand still, he stopped again.

At this moment, that person seemed to be in a good mood after a long absence, and Shui Chenbi didn't want to disturb him.

The slightly drunk man stood up staggeringly, with a smile still on the corner of his mouth, Shui Chenbi saw him walking slowly to the side of the guards.

The guards didn't know what he wanted to do, but they all understood the special nature of this person, they didn't dare to back away or speak to him, they just stood on both sides of the courtyard without squinting.

Unexpectedly, Xue Jingying wobbled around them, and suddenly pulled out a guard's saber.

The shining sword edge stunned the guards, and they wanted to take it back as soon as they raised their hands, but Xue Jingying's face turned cold, and the sword moved horizontally, and stood on the neck of the leading guard.

A group of guards didn't dare to move anymore, seeing the fierce expression of the man in front of him, although they knew that this man had no martial arts, they didn't dare to act rashly again.

Shui Chenbi frowned and raised her internal strength, planning to wait for the opportunity.

Xue Jingying glanced at the sharp edge of the sword, then glanced at the group of guards, suddenly the corners of her lips curled up, she put away her cold expression, smiled at the guard who had taken her sword away, and took a drink Hiccup said, "Lend me your sword."

After saying that, he carried his sword and left. When he returned to the tree and put down the wine bottle, Shui Chenbi and the guards were wondering what he was going to do.

Suddenly, he saw his long sword waved, and the cold tip of the sword drew a sword flower in the air, sweeping down the petals all over the ground.That neat movement stunned the group including Shui Chenbi.

Under the moonlight, I saw that drunk man suddenly started to dance with his sword. He was dressed in light clothes, and his figure was flexible and powerful. It seemed that he had forgotten all his troubles because of the anesthesia of alcohol, and his sword moves were wanton and free and easy.

The eyebrows swept across, full of arrogance, and even the corners of the lips that were usually coldly pursed at this moment showed a trace of unruly evil, the clothes fluttered, and the long sword swept across.

Even though his internal energy was completely gone and his meridians were severed, his moves were still dancing like a sword, and the petals on the peach tree were swept away by his sword energy and fell to the ground.

Just from these moves without the slightest internal force, it can be seen that he must have been a top master before.

The onlookers were stunned, and seemed to finally understand why the Lord treated this man differently. This man was as dazzling as a moon god when he danced his sword.

They were still amazed that the man under the tree had finished dancing the sword. He looked at the sky behind the treetop, grabbed the flagon on the stone table, drank it all in one gulp, and then fell drunk under the tree.

Shui Chenbi flew over from the corridor, the guards who were at a loss quickly returned to their senses and saluted, Shui Chenbi waved at them, and those guards retreated to the other side.

Shui Chenbi walked under the tree, the person lying drunk under the tree was covered with petals, he took the wine in his hand and put it on the stone table, then leaned over to pick him up from the ground, and then walked into the house .

The clever servant brought in hot water, Shui Chenbi wiped his face, and put him back on the bed.

The hot water and drunkenness made Xue Jingying's face blush. Compared with the paleness when he fell asleep in the past, and the indifference when facing himself when he was awake, he seemed a bit obedient now that he was motionless.

Shui Chenbi looked at him, her heart swayed.

He sat on the edge of the bed and watched him for a few seconds, and finally couldn't help but took off his mask and bent down to kiss him. The drunk person didn't notice it, it seemed that because of being drunk, he was a little more passionate.When Shui Chenbi kissed him, he would still kiss him in return, Shui Chenbi's heart moved, and he couldn't help but kiss deeper.

In the heated entanglement, Shui Chenbi's hand couldn't help but touched the waist of the person under him, and was about to take off the obstructing clothes, suddenly Shui Chenbi's movements froze.

When he raised his head, he saw hot tears welling up from Xue Jingying's closed eyes, and he was still muttering: "A useless person... a useless person..."