Dragon Warrior

Baihua Niang, made from hundreds of petals, is made in secret. It is soft in the mouth and has the fragrance of hundreds of flowers. It is indeed very special. Wu Yilian drank a few sips, and finally healed a lot of the cowardice he suffered in Tianxuanzong, and he was in a good mood. For comfort, eating barbecue is also extra delicious.

"How dare you go to the wine cellar to steal wine and drink it? It's too unfair for your mother to ignore it!"

Song Qingmu was completely dumbfounded. Except for a few festivals or some important occasions, he was never allowed to drink alcohol, but this sister, who was a direct relative, actually brought several jars with her. The gap between them was too great.

Song Ziyi rolled her pretty eyes, curled her lips and said, "Cut... I don't like drinking, and it's not because Brother Wu Yi is here. I begged for it from my mother, and you've got it all."

"Women's university is not accepted, and women's university is not accepted. In this eyes, I can't tolerate my old brother at all."

Song Qingmu's mournful face also imitated Wu Yi's, picked up the wine jar and took a big gulp, but couldn't swallow, was choked up and coughed repeatedly, and even his shirt was wet, which immediately made Song Ziyi giggle coquettishly. Two red clouds floated on his face.

Alcohol is indeed a magical thing, it can make two strangers become very familiar, and it can unknowingly express all the things that you usually can't or don't want to say, especially those who are half drunk. In the state of drunkenness, once the chatterbox is opened, it can no longer be closed, and many things that are pressed down in the bottom of my heart are all unspoken.

Song Qingmu is such a typical example. He seldom drinks alcohol at ordinary times. At this time, he imitated Wu Yi and drank heavily. He soon became drunk, supported Wu Yi's shoulder, and said guiltily: "Brother... Xu Mi I am sorry for you in this situation, and I did not do my best to save you. Although you were safe in the end, I am really sorry in my heart. I always feel that I owe you my life. To be honest, you Do you still hate me in your heart?"

Back then, he and Song Qingmu teamed up to deal with the saber-toothed tiger. He thought it would be easy, but in the end he kicked the iron plate, trapping Wu Yi who was rushing up to attract the saber-toothed tiger's attention. When the magic circle was about to collapse, he chose to abandon Wu Yi , and escaped by driving the paper crane by himself, which became a knot in his heart. When he saw Wu Yizhi again, his mood fluctuated and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

"What's the situation? Have you guys fought together in the Sumeru Realm? Why haven't I heard you mention it?"

Song Ziyi asked in surprise. Ever since Song Qingmu came back, she had been inquiring about Wu Yi, but Song Qingmu's answer was very brief, and she didn't describe too much at all. As time passed, she almost forgot about it until she heard After Song Qingmu said that, he suddenly remembered that something was really wrong at that time.

"To be honest, I never cared about it. If I were to change places, I'm afraid I would make the same choice. If I stayed, I'd be dead. Why bother to make unnecessary sacrifices? And after that, you have been doing your best to protect Ge Xiaotian. The safety of Lin Weiying and Lin Weiying has already fulfilled my promise. Not only did I not hate you, but I was very grateful to you. After all, I was just a nobody in Huaxia at that time. You could completely ignore it, but you didn't do that. One point, I will make you a friend." Wu Yi said indifferently.

Men are always the most rational animals. They will only make correct judgments based on the environment and situation at that time, and minimize losses. From this point of view, Song Qingmu's choice is very correct. At that time, the magic circle was on the verge of collapse , It is impossible to repair it again. Once the saber-toothed tiger is out of trouble, even he himself will not be able to leave. It is completely unnecessary.

Song Qingmu let out a long breath. Hearing these words, the boulder weighing on his heart was finally removed. At least in the end, Wu Yi still survived well, and he encountered many adventures and progressed rapidly. Not being affected by this incident, and getting Wu Yi's personal answer at this moment, the guilt in my heart has been relieved a lot.

"Come on, don't think too much about it. After drinking this jug of wine, we will always be good brothers." Wu Yi picked up the jug and touched Song Qingmu heavily, leaning his neck slightly, drinking half of the jug of wine until there was no drop left. After playing two matches with Ao Guang, not only has his battle experience improved a lot, but his drinking capacity has also increased day by day, becoming a real massive amount.

"Cheers, brother forever."

Song Qingmu also said excitedly, but was choked again, lying on the stone slab by the bank, coughing non-stop, the fine wine sprinkled on his clothes, exuding a strong fragrance, which really made people want to get drunk, and it was hard to get over it With vigor, his cheeks were flushed, as if he had been injected with chicken blood, and he was extremely excited. Song Ziyi helped him tap on the back, and reprimanded him: "If you can't drink, you will be forced to support yourself. If you are really drunk, mother will have to put you in confinement. Get up quickly!"

"Ahem... for the sake of my brother, confinement is worth it, fill it up... fill up the wine, you must drink to your heart's content today." Song Qingmu's tongue was fighting a little. When I drank it, I felt it was easy to sip, and gradually the strength of the alcohol picked up, making my head dizzy. For those who don't drink often, I really can't bear it.

Wu Yi smiled helplessly. This guy is really sincere. He obviously can't drink too much, but he risked his life to accompany the gentleman, and persuaded him: "One more hare to suppress the wine, don't drink too fast."

"Brother...Brother Wu Yi, it is rumored in the Tianyuan Continent that the Secret Collection of the God King finally fell into your hands. At first I didn't believe it. So many sect elites were dispatched, but they all returned in vain. A small character in China , how could there be such a blessing?

But seeing you today, your cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds, and you have reached the Great Perfection of the Spirit Transcendence Realm. If you don't believe it, you have to believe it.

Tell me, what happened to the original vision of heaven and earth? Is it related to the opening of the secret treasure, how much benefit you have gained, it is unimaginable that a casual cultivator can improve his strength so quickly. "Song Qingmu hung Wu Yi's shoulders, drank half a pot of wine, all demeanor and appearance were thrown into the sky, and only the true feelings were left.

"I think what the Divine King's Secret Collection inherits is not a method of mind, a divine tool, or any other natural treasures, but a spirit, a spirit of never giving up, and a belief, a belief that never gives up. With such perseverance, you will have your own harvest." Wu Yi looked up at the sky, it was blood red, very dazzling, indicating the arrival of another sunny day.

Wu Yi regarded him as his brother, so he didn't hold back, and told all the insights he got from the God King.