I climb the fairy ladder by farming

The atmosphere froze for a moment, and even the weeping Naguo didn't know when to stop crying, and a deep silence enveloped the entire space.

At this moment, the thoughtful Song Lian silently drew out the big knife at his waist, took a step in a diagonal step calmly, and stood side by side with Zhang Zheng, the sharp blade was facing the young master directly, reflecting a sharp and awe-inspiring cold light .

The cold light prevails in the clear green pupils, and the brighter green pupils appear colder and colder. Even the fair and delicate face is like the cold jade hidden deep under the snow in the white mountains, frozen in ice.

"Ha ha……"

The little prince suddenly smiled, just like the spring breeze blowing over the hills, the snow is melting, and the green pupils are like a soft lake on the plain.

"What are you doing to make the atmosphere so stiff? You can give it later if you want to. I'm afraid you won't be able to run away?"

He compromised, as if nothing happened, as if the stalemate just now had never happened from the beginning to the end.

Zhang Zheng also laughed it off, "It's the best for the young master to be willing, so I would like to thank the young master for his generosity."

The young master curled his vermilion lips, unable to tell whether it was true or false.

"For cooperation, one party must learn to back down, otherwise it won't last long. If you don't want to take a step back, of course I have to do it."

Zhang Zheng didn't care, and shrugged slightly, indicating that there was nothing she could do, and she couldn't care.

This made the little boy laugh angrily, and squinted at Zhang Zheng meaningfully, the anger hidden deep in his eyes seemed to rush out and drown Zhang Zheng.

The speed was astonishing, Zhang Zheng had expected it and did not react too much, while Song Lian was staring at the man in black, his pupils trembling slightly.

The splattered blood stained Na Huguo's body and face, causing Na Huguo's body to tremble.

Na Guoguo choked on her words, and after a while she said with a lack of confidence: "You always like to play tricks on people, and you always put it in the wine. If you don't see it, it doesn't mean you didn't do it."

The young master curled his lips into a smile, half mocking, "Which eye of yours saw me bewitched?"

Zhang Zheng nodded agreeingly, pretending to be confused with a smile, whatever he said, anyway, she had achieved what she wanted.

Hearing this, Zhang Zheng and Song Lian glanced at the shattered white jade wine cups on the ground. The sake spilled all over the floor, soaked in the black loess, leaving a pool of dark traces of wine.

"Okay... very good..."

She stammered, "She's me...my sister, of course...it's none of my business."

Zhang Zheng asked in surprise, "Ah fruit?"

He stood up with a jerk, and stepped straight, as if he hadn't seen the glaring pool of blood, and was stepping into the pool of blood, as if on purpose, his steps were extremely heavy, splashing blood everywhere.

Seeing Zhang Zheng accepting the wine, the corner of the young master's mouth raised unknowingly deepened, and he took another glass of sake and handed it to Song Lian.

"She is my elder sister, I don't allow you to play tricks on them."

"She is your eldest sister, how do you talk to people? You don't understand a little bit about seniority and inferiority."

"Na Huo, don't go too far!"

Seeing that Zhang Zheng still looked like he was enjoying the show, Song Lian couldn't stand it any longer. He stepped forward and pulled Na Kuo behind him.

Na Guoguo didn't answer, she stretched out her hand to block in front of the two of them, staring at the young master with angry eyes.

Na Guoguo got up from the ground suddenly, rushed in front of Zhang Zheng and the two of them, raised her hand and poured the wine in their hands.

The set of tables and chairs that Zhang Zheng had seen last time was placed on the ground without mercy, followed by a set of familiar wine sets, white jade cups, rubies, jade cups, crystal clear, vermilion shimmering like quicksand, gorgeous and not vulgar , demon but not charm.

Seeing him drink a glass of wine on his back, Zhang Zheng and Song Lian looked at each other without any trace, and they already understood each other's intentions.

Na Kuo blinked, and the blood on the eyelashes of the left eye fell into her eyes, as if a large grain of sand was caught in the eyes, which hurt and hurt.

"but……"

Although the words were doubtful, they were in an affirmative tone. He didn't need Zhang Zheng and the two to agree. He had already raised his hand and waved back slightly.

Song Lian glanced at the two of them, then signaled Zhang Zheng, "Aren't you going to protect her?"

She subconsciously swallowed her saliva, she was obviously very scared, but she still straightened her chest, pretending to be righteous and tough.

"What you have not seen is not what you have not done?" The little boy repeated after simplifying her thoughts, and a dazzling smile climbed up his green pupils, "My silly elder sister, I can't tell, but you have made some progress recently. I know, maybe I will be happy for two more days."

The young master sat down safely, lifted the jug and poured three glasses of sake into the white jade cup. He picked up a glass of wine and handed it to Zhang Zheng.

Even if I didn't intend to drink it, I still have lingering fears.

It is the most suitable time to escape from drinking.

His deep voice fully expressed the anger he was desperately suppressing, "Eldest sister, what are you doing?"

"me……"

Song Lian was still immersed in the shock brought by the man in black, and raised his hand to take it.

His tone changed abruptly, and he said with a chilly chill, "I said that if you haven't cast a Gu, you haven't cast a Gu. When will I need you to intervene in my affairs?"

"Bang-"

Holding a wine cup in one hand, the two raised their glasses together, and silently made a formula with their hands hidden in the dark behind their backs.

Not only did he feel disgusted after listening to the Gu worms he said, but also because he was still wary of him.

Migration, as the name suggests, can move one thing to another place, or cut it in half and connect it to another object.

"do not--"

After finishing speaking, he looked at Song Lian who had put away his sword and sheathed it, and nodded towards the sake on the table, "Everyone who comes from afar is a guest. Although my wine is not on the table, it is a rare good taste. How about a cup?"

Zhang Zheng smiled and responded with a mouth shape, "Don't panic."

"It's already here, I don't bother to walk back anymore, you two don't mind if I have a company here?"

The white jade cup fell to the ground, and the jade stones collided with each other, making two soft knocking sounds, crisp and jingling, and shattered into several petals.

Zhang Zheng really didn't want to drink the wine, but the other party had only compromised once, and she couldn't refuse, so she had to take the wine, and was going to use a small trick to embellish the wood when drinking later.

A sudden roar interrupted the movements of Zhang Zheng and the two of them, and the wine hadn't even entered their throats yet.

The two were at a stalemate. Zhang Zheng was looking at the two thoughtfully, but felt a slight pull from the corner of the clothes.

"Have a drink? Congratulations on winning your first introduction."

The next moment, the black-robed figure galloped from an invisible distance, and arrived in front of several people almost instantly.

She had never seen such a terrifying appearance of Na Huo, her heart was beating like a drum, as if it was about to jump out of her chest, her voice was dull like thunder, it was as if Na Huo couldn't hear anything in her ears, only the deafening beating of her heart drum.

The young master saluted them with wine, "Anything you want."

The young master's eyes turned from the broken white jade cup to Na Kuo's body, his face was livid and extremely ugly.

The little boy gritted his teeth and read, took a few steps back, and sat down with a gloomy face, stroking the edge of the armrest of the recliner, his nails rubbing against the fine golden nanmu, making a chilling scratching sound, "Prick! Sting--" It was heart-wrenching.

Na Guoguo was protected by Song Lian and stood side by side with Zhang Zheng. It happened that Zhang Zheng could see her expression, which was fleeting and strange.

Zhang Zheng lowered his head slightly, recalling that treacherous expression, but couldn't figure out what it meant.

"Elderly and inferior? Okay..."

The young master suddenly opened his mouth, and looked at Na Bakuo with a blunt smile, "Eldest sister, Daddy is still here, why don't you come to say hello?"