Master always thinks that disciples are useless

After Gu Qinghan inspected the ship from the bow, he accelerated the speed of the fairy boat, and then returned to the original way with his thoughts.

Thinking about his apprentice, although he knew that he was not bad at drinking, but the Mozong tried every means to abduct him back, and he was extremely prone to lose his composure after drinking, so he was worried after all.

With a thought, he let go of his consciousness, and in an instant, he found three people smelling of alcohol in an inconspicuous hut at the corner. He walked faster and walked towards the place where his apprentice was.

After drinking for three rounds, Gong Zhengyu was still full of energy, only his cheeks were slightly stained with alcohol, his face was like a peach, and he looked particularly intoxicated under the warm candlelight. Take a sip.

The palm-sized wine jar looked small, but it contained quite a lot. The three drank more than a dozen glasses, and there was still a small half of the jar left.

Wen Ruyu was already drunk, lying on the small table, breathing evenly, and fell asleep.

Xie Wuji suddenly leaned forward and grabbed Gong Zhengyu's wrist. He didn't know whether he was drunk or not, his eyes were full of darkness, his deep voice was stained with alcohol, and he pursed his lips and said, "Gong Zhengyu, In fact, I have always known that you are not from the cultivation world..."

Gong Zhengyu raised his eyes, glanced lightly at the drunk in front of him, took a sip of his drink slowly, and said perfunctorily, "Maybe I'm from the human world."

"No, you're not, I've seen it all." Xie Wuji said seriously, touched the wine jar on the table, poured wine for Gong Zhengyu, and didn't stop until it was full.

"What did you see?" Gong Zhengyu narrowed his eyes dangerously.

"I saw you..."

Xie Wuji squinted his eyes, as if recalling it, he looked at his heart and said lightly with water-stained lips: "I saw that you committed suicide and inserted a sword into your heart, but it healed instantly."

Gong Zhengyu was startled, and subconsciously glanced back, and the sound of calm footsteps sounded in his ears, as if he was about to come here.

Calculating the time, it should be Gu Qinghan who came.

The old things were suddenly revealed, he committed suicide that time secretly, and he never told Gu Qinghan about it after that, if he heard this, he would probably be sulky.

His smiling expression suddenly turned, and he said in a low voice: "I warn you, don't talk nonsense."

While speaking, the man had already paced outside the door. The large and slim white fairy robe was gently rolled up by the evening wind blowing into the corridor at night. The man called out in a low voice, and even though the door was open, he knocked on the wooden door twice before leaving. Come in.

"Nonsense?" Xie Wuji shook his head, his drunken brain obviously didn't accept the threat implied in someone's tone.

That scene was so shocking that he was extremely excited when he recalled it now, and his voice changed a bit, "I'm just across the lake, I saw it with my own eyes, you tore open the neckline, stabbed the sword into the heart again and again but—— Mmmmm!"

"Shut up for me!" Gong Zhengyu pounced, stepped forward and covered the man's mouth, gnashed his teeth and pinched the man in black, turned his head to meet Gu Qing's cold face, and quickly smiled : "Master, you go back to the room and wait for me, and I'll come right after I deal with this nonsense drunkard~"

Damn it, if I knew it earlier, I shouldn't be greedy for this drink!

No wonder Xie Wuji started to entangle him in the secret realm. He was puzzled before, but now he has figured it out. He knows that he can't die, so he is fawning on him.

Gong Zhengyu ground his back molars, his jaw line was tense, his eyes were dark and turbulent, and he had the thought of killing this person.

Gu Qinghan watched quietly, his delicate light-colored eyes couldn't see any emotion of the master, but the tight and straight lips told the man's unhappy mood at the moment.

He heard it all.

It turns out...it's so...

Gong Zhengyu felt that the temperature around him had dropped several degrees, so he quickly gave Xie Wuji, who was struggling to speak, a knife on the back of his neck, knocking him unconscious.

"I can explain!"

Eyes met, Gong Zhengyu spoke eagerly, the man glanced at the two drunken people on the ground, closed his eyes, frowned, turned and left.

Gong Zhengyu panicked for no reason, gritted his teeth, kicked the feet of the person on the ground angrily, hesitated for a moment, took the remaining half pot of wine and the wine glass he had drunk and chased after him: "Gu Qinghan , you wait for me!"

The two handsome men, one white and one red, walked quickly back to the cabin with the barrier.

"Master..." Gong Zhengyu put the brought things on the small table, took a few steps closer, and tugged on the man's sleeve.

It's useless this time to muddle through the secret realm.

Gu Qinghan sat on the couch, motionless as a mountain, no matter how the young man acted coquettishly, he would not be moved, his heart seemed to be grabbed tightly by a thorny vine, it was not a pleasant feeling.

After the displeasure of being deceived by his lover at first, all that remained was heartache. Although the defensive fairy weapon could save his life, the pain of each attack could not be relieved. Recalling the appearance of the young man in the secret realm with ragged clothes and blood all over his body, his heart followed It hurts hard.

If he had believed that he was the Demon Lord earlier...

What he puts on his disciples to save his life actually brings pain...

After breaking the defensive fairy weapon, he still had to stab the sword into his heart. Even if the Demon Lord was immortal, he was not without pain.

"I wasn't looking for death at that time, I just wanted to go back to the Demon Realm, am I okay now?" Gong Zhengyu softened his voice, and lightly bumped the man with his shoulder, "Don't be angry, okay, I made a mistake and I will give it to you." Are you apologizing~"

"Does it hurt?"

"I really won't—what?" Gong Zhengyu was stunned for a moment, then quickly said, "It hurts, it hurts even more if you ignore me."

The young man immediately made a gesture of Xizi holding his heart, and blinked his eyes aggrieved. Gu Qinghan knew that he was faking it, but he was still in a mess. He pulled the young man's hand and was about to penetrate a burst of spiritual power.

Gong Zhengyu followed this posture and squeezed between the man's legs, curled up his legs and knelt on both sides, and waited for the spiritual power to pass through the meridians in his body one by one before sitting down.

He did not expect that this matter could be solved so easily, and he thought it would take a long time to coax it.

Gu Qinghan didn't blame him for lying, instead he blamed himself and asked him if it hurts, which man in the world is as caring as him, I really have a good eye.

The two people who were not much different in size sat facing each other like this. Gong Zhengyu was half a head taller than Gu Qinghan. He reached out to grab the wine and teacups on the small table next to him, filled them up quickly, and then He took Gu Qinghan's hand and stuffed his used wine glass over.

He held Gu Qinghan's hand and lightly touched the two cups, "I'll apologize to you, I know you don't drink, I'll drink both cups, and we'll go to bed after drinking, this is the end of the story."

After Gong Zhengyu finished speaking, he raised his head and drank the wine in the one-size-larger teacup in one gulp. He licked the wine-stained watery lips with the tip of his tongue, and moved his mouth to the edge of the cup just by Gu Qinghan's hand. , the wine glass flew away from the eyes, and fell steadily into the man's lips.

Gong Zhengyu blinked in surprise, extremely surprised.

This was the first time he saw Gu Qinghan drinking, simply and swiftly, his throat rolled up and down, and he swallowed it all.

"Another drink?" He shook the glass in his hand.

The man nodded and let out a cold "hmm".

Gong Zhengyu immediately became interested. It was a blessing in disguise, and it was a surprise that the man was willing to drink with him.

He poured it on him, "Have another cup of wine and rehearse in advance."

Gu Qinghan raised his eyes and let the other party's arm go around. He leaned forward slightly, stared at the man with a bright smile seriously, and lowered his head to drink the wine from the handed glass.

"Gu Qinghan, I love you to death!"

Gong Zhengyu kissed the man's pale lips that were stained with wine. The jar of wine had bottomed out and was no longer enough for the two of them, so he didn't want to drink the last two or three drops.

He got up and got off the man.

The latter suddenly hugged his waist forcefully, forcing him to sit back down again, the front of his front was tightly attached to the man's chest, and his waist was almost strangled.

"What are you doing—"

"Don't go." The man said dully.

"I'm not leaving..." Gong Zhengyu subconsciously replied, and touched Gu Qinghan's face, his fair face was full of heat, and he had an uproar expression of seeing a ghost, and said in disbelief: "Gu Qinghan, what should you do?" Could it be that he was drunk?"

No, it's only two cups!This wine is not strong!You don't know how to drink and what are you putting on there? !

Gu Qinghan nodded slowly.

Gong Zhengyu: "..."

Even if he is drunk, he can still answer his question and say that he is drunk. Is he drunk or not?

"Are you really drunk? How little do you drink?"

Gu Qinghan: "About half a cup."

Gong Zhengyu: "..."

Even though Gong Zhengyu was well-informed, he had never seen a person who poured half a glass, not to mention that this person was as sober as if he was not drunk after being drunk, and he was able to answer his words clearly.

This is really... It's been a long time.

It seems that when we get married and drink a cup of wine in the future, we need to find a mandarin duck jug and mix some water for him.

Gong Zhengyu rubbed the center of his brows with a headache, his lower back hurts from being pinched, if it wasn't for his strong body, he might have been strangled.

"Master, please let go of me first, okay, I'll go to Li Chen for some hangover medicine."

"Not good." Gu Qinghan lowered his voice, it didn't sound like a drunk person said at all, it was extremely calm and indifferent, "Don't call Master."

?Does Jiang Shuqian know how unreasonable you are when you're drunk?

"It hurts, take it easy." Gong Zhengyu had no choice but to stick closer to him. The man seemed to realize that he was too strong, so he let go of his hand a little, and repeated, "Xiao Yu, don't call Master."

"Then what do you want to hear from me?"

Gu Qinghan stopped talking, pursed his lips, and looked up at him with complicated eyes, as if he was saying "Why did you ask me when you clearly knew it".

Gong Zhengyu really doesn't know, who knows the mind of a drunk.

But there are only a few names in total, and he can always try them out after trying them one by one: "Gu Qinghan? Brother Qinghan? Xianggong? Immortal..."

"Ah."

Gong Zhengyu stopped abruptly, "Huh???"