Chapter 683
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"Give me the jug."
"Get out!" Xue Meng was anxious, and he glared at Mei Hanxue angrily, "If you tell me to drink, I will drink. If you tell me to stop, I will stop. Where is my face? Do I have any shame?" ?”
As he spoke, he patted his cheek hard, already feeling a little tipsy.
There is a rumor at the pinnacle of life and death: A thousand cups of wine will not intoxicate Master Chu, but a cup of wine will make Master Xue drunk.
Mei Hanxue is not a person on the top of life and death, so naturally she doesn't know this sentence, and if she knew it, she wouldn't pour him strong liquor.
After Xue Meng finished vomiting, he held the wine bag and drank again. This time he took four or five sips before taking a sharp breath, and then his face became even more ugly.
Mei Hanxue immediately took back the wine bag, frowned and said: "Stop drinking, go back and rest, you have been drinking the sea breeze alone for a long time."
But Xue Meng said stubbornly: "I want to wait for someone to come back."
"..."
"I...I..." Xue Meng stared at him with straight eyes, stared for a while, and suddenly burst into tears, "You don't understand, you don't understand, I'm waiting for my brother, I'm waiting for my master, I'm waiting for the teacher Ambiguous... Do you know? Of the four of us, it would be wrong if one of us was missing. If one of us was missing, we wouldn’t be the same as we were before..."
Mei Hanxue knows how to comfort women.
It's nothing more than taking him over to say a few words of personal sincerity, promising each other before the flowers and moonlight, and prescribing the right medicine to cure the disease.
But he never comforted men.
Xue Meng didn't need comfort. He just held it in for a long time, and when he got drunk, he finally burst the dam. He just wanted to vent.
"Of four people, I'm the only one left, and now I'm the only one left - I feel uncomfortable. Damn it, do you understand?!"
Mei Hanxue sighed and said, "I understand."
"You are a liar, you know there is a ghost." Xue Meng cried, suddenly wailing, he hugged the Dragon City Knife tightly, like holding the last dead wood or floating grass.
The liar didn't know how to persuade him, so he said, "Okay, I don't understand."
"Heartless bitch, why don't you understand?!" There is no reason to talk to a drunkard. Xue Meng suddenly raised his face and glared at him fiercely, his eyes full of tears but full of anger, "What don't you understand? ?Isn’t it easy to understand?”
He stretched out his finger: "Four!!"
Remove one, then remove another, and when the third one is removed, he collapses again, as if the third finger is his tear duct, Xue Meng said: "There is one left, and I have one left. You understand." ?"
Mei Hanxue: "..."
He didn't want to be a liar, nor did he want to be a heartless bitch, so he couldn't answer whether he understood or didn't understand, so he simply didn't speak.
Xue Meng stared at him for a while, then turned his head: "Ugh-!!!"
The most important is Mr. Mei. In the past, others would stare at his face and act like a nymphomaniac. This is the first time that after staring at him for a while, he actually vomited.
Mei Hanxue had a slight headache: "What's wrong with you? When I was a child, I gave you Houttuynia cordata and you vomited. When you grow up, I give you Kunlun wine and you vomit again. You are really more difficult to take care of than a girl." "
He looked at the man who was leaning over and vomiting so hard that he couldn't even breathe. His light blue eyes were full of helplessness: "Okay, now that you're done scolding and vomiting, go back and rest. Your brother, you. Neither Master nor your friends would like to see you like this."
He said, stood up and helped Xue Meng.
Xue Meng probably felt a little weak after vomiting, his steps were floating, and he no longer tried to break away from the arms of others holding him.
Mei Hanxue took him across the long coast and entered through Guyueye's back door, preparing to send him into the house to rest.
But before entering the flower hall, Mei Hanxue instantly felt a strong murderous intention in the air.
He suddenly strangled Xue Meng, and the two men immediately hid behind the corridor. Xue Meng was caught off guard and said "Oh," but Mei Hanxue covered her mouth tightly.
"Don't say anything."
"Hands... take your hands away... I... want to vomit..." I could barely hear the hum.
Mei Hanxue said: "Swallow it."
Xue Meng: "..."
Afraid that the drunkard would cause any trouble, Mei Hanxue raised her hand and put a little bit on Xue Meng's lips and cast a silencing spell. Then he turned his face sideways, turned his pupils, and looked into the flower hall.
The scene in front of him shocked him instantly.
——Ink burning? !
At this time, most of the heads and elders had already returned to their respective sects. Jiaoshan had undergone a sudden change, and they urgently needed to strengthen the boundaries of their respective territories.
But there were still many injured monks left in Gu Yue Ye. They were all gathered in the flower hall at this moment, staring at the man standing in the center of the flower hall with horror on their faces.
"Tsk, tsk." Mo Ran was wearing a black and gold floor-length cloak, squinting his eyes and looking around, "Look at these familiar faces, I didn't expect to see you standing here alive and well after so many years."
Someone mustered up the courage to shout at him: "Mo, Mo Weiyu! Why did you suddenly go crazy!! Are you possessed by a nightmare?!"
"Crazy?" Mo Ran's thin lips opened slightly and sneered, "If you talk to me like this, you are the one who is going crazy."
After saying that, everyone saw a flash of black light, and the man stood frozen on the spot, and a stream of blood spattered out from his chest, straight to the ceiling.
"Kill, kill!"
"What did you do, Mo Ran?!"
Some even shouted heartbreakingly: "Quickly, come to Master Jiang! Come to Master Jiang quickly!"
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