Looking forward to your return

Chapter 44 The Old Stubborn and the Little Disciple

A man in a black robe wearing a mask is sitting in the Zuiyu Building, drinking the famous Sahuazui.He put his right foot against the table leg, put his left hand on his left leg, raised his right hand, closed his eyes and drank the wine, enjoying it all over his face, feeling very comfortable.

"Boom!" A man with a black beard in a big gray gown was staring at the man in black angrily. There were veins on the back of the right hand holding the jug, as if he wished he could crush the jug.He took a deep breath, and sat down, "God really has a lot of free time, bad things happen one after another, and he still has the heart to sit here and drink!" He narrowed his eyes and looked at him intently.

The god didn't even look at him, paused his drinking hand, and sighed, "So what if we go out? Go with them?"

The man tilted his head, gritted his teeth and stared at him: "First Zong Ya, then Yan Xinu, then Bai Yang, Xi Yuan, Xi You, and finally even Shi Lingxian, you must be forced to death. If Zong Xian didn't point you out , are you not even letting them go?"

When the god heard this, he wanted to refute something, but for some reason, he swallowed the words, but just held the wine in his right hand and stared blankly.

"Who told me at the beginning that Bai Yang Zongxian was one outsider and one inside, Zong Xian lived in Wu, Bai Yang was secluded, helped each other, and shared the country; Zong Ya liked to be free, so he didn't care about anything, lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests, and enjoyed himself. Enjoy the unrestrained and unrestrained style she expected, and she is not alone when she is accompanied by the girl of resentment. What about now? , What you said is really beautiful, what you think is really beautiful!" Rolling his eyes, he picked up the wine in his hand and drank it down, waved to Xiao Eryi irritably, and asked for another pot.

The god didn't say a word, and he didn't know if he had nothing to say.

The man took a sip of his wine: "When that lady brought Xi Yuan to the mountain to get rid of evil spirits, you focused on Bai Yang's ability as a black card, but although Bai Yang is a child, his vigilance is not inferior to ordinary people. You have worn out your mouth and failed to pull him over. Knowing that he will live permanently in the mountains, you put Zong Xian in Mingjue Peak. Hmph! If it wasn't for that empress who poisoned Xi Yuan later on, you just happened to pinch him Bai Yang's weakness, you are afraid that you will never get his excellent wife. But what did you do after you got it? Oh, it's extremely ironic."

"The purpose of pulling him here is to make him use me, not to let him be a bodhisattva, first to let me let go of that, and then let me let go of this. I have eliminated all the evil spirits in Yan's body. Satisfied, let me spare Xiyuan's life again." Lying on the table and staring at the man, "You know how much Xiyuan knows, you know better than me, tell me, what else can I do?" He closed his eyes and sighed, " But who would have thought that Xi Yuan even forgot the original intention in his heart."

His pill will only make people forget the most obsessed thing in their hearts... Who would have imagined that Xi Yuan would forget, forget his mother, forget his love, forget his sisters, and only remember this deep palace compound, that dragon... The cold-blooded and ruthless on the seat, and the supreme power that can attract thousands of people with just a lift of a finger.

The man sneered, squinted at him, and his eyes were full of sarcasm: "So? You made a plan to eliminate all Bai Yang's abilities?"

Tianshen sat up straight, and leaned back: "I didn't eliminate it, he used ability as a condition, even at the cost of death, just to let me let Xiyuan go." He closed his eyes and took a sip of wine.Hey, not worth it, not worth it at all.

"What about the sacred tree? You are the one who destroyed the sacred tree! Yes, you also killed Wuxin Huofeng, and Wuxin Huofeng died, so that Zong Xian can't even live to be sixty now. How can you deny these things?"

The god stared at him, and just sneered: "Hmph, it's useless, what else do you keep?"

"You!" The man slapped the table and stood up, his hard fist was about to land on the god's face with a bang. Fortunately, someone arrived in time to stop the farce that hadn't started yet.

The person who came was a seductive red-robed woman. She let go of the man's hand with a stern face: "The storyteller doesn't go to storytelling. Why, did he change his career and sit here to educate people?"

The man stared at her, hesitated to speak, and sat down angrily, shaking his sleeves.

The red-robed woman snorted coldly, lowered her head and took a step forward: "My ancestor."

"You and I are separated by hundreds of thousands of miles. We were supposed to see each other forever, but now you come here to find me. What's the point?"

The god looked at her while drinking, and his tone was full of dismissal.

"Dare to ask the ancestors, is there anything... that can bring people back from the dead?"

As soon as these words came out, the god of heaven paused for a moment with the hand holding the wine glass, and then squinted at her.

"Regret?" God asked.

The red-robed woman lowered her head and let out a hum.But the god just sneered, shook his head at random, and said, "There never was such a thing. If you regret it, just change it, and let's go."

The red-robed woman shed a silent tear, turned around and left.

"Oh, it's really ridiculous. After the big one regrets, it's the little one's turn to regret it. It's both ridiculous and sad, and your state of mind is really equally unresonable."

The god raised his eyes, "I regret it so much? Who told you that I regretted it?"

The man stared at him puzzled.What do you mean by that?

"My choice can't be wrong. They are always the ones who are wrong. They are too complicated, and such a simple relationship becomes a lot more complicated with them. How far can I improve my writing? Forget it, save me. Don't come." Holding the wine glass, "Sure enough, the gap between man and God is never a little bit."

The man sighed, took the flagon and left. "Heh, whoever gets such an old stubborn like you, the whole family will be unlucky."

The man took out a broken bowl and chopsticks from his pocket, used a trick to set up stalls everywhere: "There is an old and stubborn man in the world who once took in the envoy and the disciple of the god. The envoy is a total of three fairies, and now all of them are bones. A little longer, everyone, would you like to stop for a while and wait for me to speak slowly?"

There was applause from all around, and they echoed: "Okay, let's talk!"...

End of the book