Abandon the emperor as a prisoner

At this moment, the wine in the glass is already cold, and the temperature of the fingertips has long since disappeared.

Gu Mingzhou drank a lot of wine by himself, but his mind was still sober.

Sometimes it's like this, when you want to get drunk, you can't get drunk.

Eyes lowered slightly, Gu Mingzhou's gray pupils were blurred, staring at the last bit of wine in the cup, muttering to himself: "This king shouldn't have done anything wrong, right? What are you doing now? Xiao Luo..."

On Jiuling Mountain, in the Pavilion of Drunken Immortals, Xiao Luo was having a drink with Jin Hanying.

They chatted while sipping wine, unknowingly they talked about a lot of things, from when they first met, until Xiao Luo lost all his martial arts and was thrown into the sidelines.

Chatting and chatting, Jin Hanying fell asleep, and Xiao Luo also plopped down on the stone table.

It's winter now, the stone table is icy cold, Xiao Luo shuddered all over, and woke up again in a daze.

Suddenly, he seemed to see Gu Mingzhou.

After a while, Xiao Luo sat up straight, rubbed his eyes, and took a closer look, but there was no one in front of him.

"That's right, how could you be here..."

Xiao Luo grinned, smiled, and leaned back to sip a few more gulps of wine.

The strong wine slid down his throat, hot and sweet, Xiao Luo staggered out of the Drunken Immortal Pavilion with the jug in one hand, and walked on the winding bluestone path.

It has been a long time since he sipped wine so comfortably, Xiao Luo didn't know whether he was in a good mood or not.

All he knew was that he was drunk, but not so drunk that he passed out.

Facing the cold wind, Xiao Luo accidentally walked under a thousand year old tree. The pine was tall and luxuriant. Xiao Luo turned around, leaning against the thick trunk, and continued to sip his wine.

"Gu Mingzhou..."

Staring at a bright moon in the night sky, Xiao Luo called out Gu Mingzhou's name.

If he was sober, he would only force himself not to think about Gu Mingzhou, but right now, he is drunk.

When he woke up, he thought he must not remember what he did when he was drunk, right?

"Gu Mingzhou, I'm free now...my five senses have also recovered...I'm finally...living like a human again..."

Xiao Luo squinted his eyes, and couldn't tell for a while whether what happened when he was raised by Gu Mingzhou in the palace was a dream, or he was doing it now.

dream.

"I... don't want to live in a daze..." Xiao Luo raised the flagon in his hand and vowed, "I want to recover my martial arts... I want to recover my martial arts.

Country... I want to take the country of Shaklight... back from you! "

For this reason, even if it cost him his life, he would not hesitate.

"Nine years..."