Invincible,Starts from Immortal Venerable Father

Meng Yao glanced at the fire crystal from the side of her head. A pair of beautiful Danfeng eyes gradually narrowed, "what do you say? What about the messenger? "

"I told him to wait a moment, so he hasn't left yet!"

"Well done!" Meng Yao nodded, then turned her head and continued to look at the brook outside the flower hall.

"If you return the gift, you will say I have received it, but I can't accept it!"

Dong Han looks at Meng Yao's lonely back, which is set off by the gradually dark sky, and his face shows a look of hesitation.

"Temple master, or..."

"Well?"

"Yes Donghan's heart sighed, and then bowed out of the courtyard.

When he came to the front, the messenger was still waiting.

"Miss Dong, what does the master of Meng Temple say?"

"The master of my house asked you to go back and tell the Lord Rong. She is very grateful for this, and there will be a reply later! But please take this fire crystal back

"Ah?" The ghost clan was stunned.

"The master of my house said that she took her heart, but she couldn't accept the gift!" Donghan said in a deep voice.

"All right, then." The ghost family was not a fool. Naturally, he heard a strange atmosphere from the inside and outside of the story, so he did not dare to speak more. He picked up the fire crystal and left.

Wait for the messenger to leave.

Donghan hesitated for a moment, and finally turned back to the backyard.

Now.

The courtyard is already late at night, but the flowers and trees planted in the flower hall emit light fluorescence, which will shine around like the moon night.

And Meng Yao is sitting at the table, quietly drinking wine.

See this scene, the heart of winter cold is a tight, can not help but go forward a few steps, some heartache said: "Hall Lord, don't drink any more!"

Meng Yao, however, raised her head to smile at the winter cold and pointed to the opposite side, "come, sit down and have a drink with me!"

"The Lord of the temple..."

"Sit down!"

Helpless, winter cold had to be obedient to sit in the opposite chair.

But she did not dare to drink, because she knew very well how much wine Meng Yao was pouring into her mouth like water.

It can be said that the temple major for the following, such a wine as long as half a cup can make you do not know.

The reason why this wine is so powerful is because of Meng Yao's unique wine making skills.

But Donghan also knows that the reason why this wine has become more and more intense in the past hundred years is entirely due to Meng Yao's efforts in brewing.

With deep emotion, the wine will naturally become more and more intense.

And this kind of wine has been given a name by Meng Yao.

Drunk before the dust!

As for the reason for all this, as Meng Yao's bodyguard and half a confidant's confidant, he is naturally very clear.

So she would have hesitated when she heard that Meng Yao did not hesitate to return the gift of Rongyang.

It's not because she has other ideas, but because she is in love, the Lord of the temple.

At this time, Meng Yao had already drunk another jar of wine and was preparing to open the next one.

Donghan reached out and took Meng Yao's hand, "Lord, you can't drink any more!"

"For Why? " Meng Yao's cheeks are red like peach blossoms, and her eyes are full of pain and sadness.

Seeing this scene, Donghan shivered all over, and finally shook his head with a bitter smile, "master of the temple, for so many years, have you not put it down?"

This sentence was like a bolt from the blue, which made Meng Yao stiff. Her drunkenness disappeared in an instant, and then tears burst out of her eyes.

"Put it down? It's not easy to let go of things in the world! "

Although crying, but Meng Yao's voice has returned to the previous cold.

"But But that adult has disappeared for such a long time. Do you have to wait so long? " Winter is full of unwilling to say.

Meng Yao did not hesitate to nod, "yes, I just want to wait so long!"

"But it has been rumored that this adult is dead just like the fallen Ming emperor." The voice of winter cold is very low.

But Meng Yao's face sank in an instant.

"Donghan, I regard you as a friend, so I won't blame you, but I hope it won't happen again! Do you understand? "

At the moment of Meng Yao's speech, a strong and powerful power came to her, which made Donghan's face pale. But even so, Donghan still said with strong self support.

"Temple master, even if you are angry today, I will say that the Lord's life and death are uncertain. Do you want to spend all your life on this matter? Is it really worth it? "

"Worth it? I didn't think about it! " Meng Yao's face showed a look of reminiscence. "I only know that if he doesn't come back, I'll wait for a day. If he doesn't come back for a year, I'll wait for a year!""What if it was a lifetime?" Donghan asked bravely.

Meng Yao took a look at Donghan, and then said calmly, "then wait for a lifetime!"

After that, Meng began to drink.

Dong Han was stunned and could not understand the meaning of Meng Yao's words.

At this time, Meng Yao said faintly, "the fire crystal that you offered today is also your intention to do it! Because if someone else gave it to me, you would not even let me see it, so you just refused! "

Donghan took a deep breath, then nodded, "the Lord of the temple, I'm sorry, but I just feel that he is the master of honor hall."

"Stop talking!" Meng Yao directly interrupted Dong Han's words, "if anyone gives a gift, just refuse it! As for the friendship of this honor hall Lord, I will compensate him later! I know you mean well, but you don't have to worry about me

There was a chill in the words.

Donghan sighs in his heart, knowing that the mind of the master of the palace has been determined, and he can't help nodding.

"Understand!"

Meng Yao drinks very fast. After a while, she has already drunk several jars, but this time, the more she drinks, the more sober she is.

Finally, after drinking the last glass of wine, she was staring at her reflection on the table and suddenly burst into tears.

"Master of the temple!" The winter cold was startled.

Meng Yao waved her hand, "it's OK!" Then she gave a bright smile.

"Do you know why this wine is called drunken Qianchen?"

"I don't know!"

"Because I want to brew a kind of wine, after drinking it, I will forget all the things of the past, and then open a new life, so I call it drunk!"

Donghan listens quietly.

At this time, Meng Yao cried and laughed, "but until now I found that it was such a difficult thing to forget."

"Because the more you want to forget, the more you will never forget it!"

Finally, Meng Yao is still drunk, drunk in a mess, lying down on the table in the flower hall, snoring and falling asleep.

Dong Han shakes his head and sighs. He comes forward and gently holds Meng Yao. Then he puts her on the couch.

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