Xue Meng was lying on the ground, he was confused when he got drunk, and didn't even know that he had just met the biggest devil in the world. He still fell on his back in the snow, and the snow on the top of Kunlun was falling down one after another, like catkins in spring and reed flowers in autumn, covering him.
I don't know how long it took, someone approached from the heavy snow with a bright red paper umbrella. Xue Meng squinted his eyes, and then he saw a cold face.
"May"
Xue Meng grunted, Hanxue never said the word, he was too tired.
"Well, it's me." Mei Hanxue didn't say much, and helped him up from the ground.
Xue Meng lay on Mei Hanxue's shoulders, but instead of leaving, he asked, "Is there any wine?"
Mei Hanxue said: "No."
Xue Menghun didn't hear it: "Okay, okay, why don't you accompany me for a drink?"
"don't drink."
Xue Meng was quiet for a while, and sneered: "Look at you dog, I didn't drink before, you dragged me to drink, this time I drank, and you told me no. Are you playing with me?"
"I don't drink alcohol."
Xue Meng muttered a few more words, which sounded like he was swearing. Then he pushed Mei Hanxue away, and walked into the vast snow with one foot deep and one foot shallow. Mei Hanxue was holding an umbrella, looking at his even rickety back, did not catch up, but asked: "Where are you going?"
He didn't know where he was going, he just hated that he didn't drink enough to get himself drunk to death.
Mei Hanxue said: "Come back, there is no way ahead."
Xue Meng stopped suddenly, and he stood there blankly. After a while, he suddenly burst into tears: "I just want to drink some wine! You don't let me drink! If you don't drink, don't drink, you still Lie to me that you are forbidden to drink! Are you human?!"
"¡¡I did not lie to you."
Xue Meng couldn't listen at all, and wailed: "Is it human?"
""
"I'm unhappy, can't you see it?!"
Mei Hanxue said: "I can see it."
Xue Meng was taken aback, and then he became even more wronged, even the tip of his nose was red: "Okay well, well, I won't drink with me if I see it. Are you afraid that I will drink yours for nothing and not give you money? I will tell you Say, I'm not that poor"
As he spoke, he actually went to take out his pocket with a grunt, took out a pile of odds and ends and counted it back and forth several times, and he felt even more sad when he lit it: "Ah, why are there only so few?"
Mei Hanxue helped her forehead, obviously her head hurts: "Xue Meng, you are drunk. You should go to rest first."
Before Xue Meng answered, there were rustling footsteps behind him.
Another gentle voice sounded: "Brother, what reason are you arguing with a drunk man?"
As soon as the words fell, a hand wearing a gauze sheath stretched out, carrying a sheepskin bag, and a silver bell on the wrist. Mei Hanxue squinted her eyes, turned her head¡ª¡ª
Behind him stood a man who was exactly the same as him, but with a deep smile on his face and extremely gentle eyebrows and eyes.
"Actually, when you meet a drunk, there are only two ways." The man smiled, "Knock him out, or knock him out."
Mei Hanxue: ""
As the man said, he blinked at Mei Hanxue: "I know that big brother is forbidden to drink. You go back, I will drink with him."
The elder brother's dormitory in the Snow Palace is filled with a strong and expensive scent of ambergris. The place is covered with pure white plush carpets, and one foot goes up to the ankles. The light gauze curtains confuse the sun, the moon, and the morning and evening. The wind falls and the curtain covers the Soviet Union.
Mei Hanxue was barefoot, holding her head, lying on the white velvet carpet, rubbing her white as jade toes casually, and looking at Xue Meng, who was sitting cross-legged in front of her and drinking heavily, with a pair of jasper eyes.
After thirty days of drinking, Mei Hanxue smiled and asked: "Hey, Ziming, aren't you surprised?"
"Surprised by what?"
"There are two of us."
Xue Meng: "Oh."
Mei Hanxue shook her head: "I forgot that you drink very badly. After you are drunk, your head is probably different from ordinary people. There is no surprise or surprise."
Xue Meng: "Huh."
"I don't know if you are aware of it, but that day at the summit of death and life, it was my elder brother who blocked the sword for you."
"I can't remember."
Mei Hanxue said: "You have seen his weapon, Shuo Feng. A sword made of silver black iron."
Xue Meng frowned and thought hard: "??Curling himself up, he shrank himself so small, his eyes were red.
He said: "It's my faultI didn't do it right"
Come back, you guys.
I am no longer arrogant, arrogant, hesitant, or indifferent.
Xue Meng whimpered, with his forehead on his knees, and his whole body was trembling finely. He cried, and he said, "Come backdon't leave me alone."
If it is possible, the old man can return, if everything can be done from scratch. He doesn't want the reputation of being the proud son of heaven, or the majesty of the young master of death and life.
He just wanted to tell them bluntly and passionately¡ª¡ª
I really, really love you, I cannot live without you, and my whole life is related to you.
Willing to use the spiritual core, willing to give a thousand gold.
Willing to give it all. In exchange for old friends, there will be a lot of fun for a while.
Seeing him mourning, Mei Hanxue sighed lowly, raised her hand to brush his ear temples, and was about to say something when she suddenly heard a muffled rumble outside the palace, like thunder rolling over heavy clouds, and the earth trembled.
This tremor lasted for a while, as if a giant beast was waking up deep in the snow field, ready to breathe out and swallow the sun and the moon at any time.
Mei Hanxue had a bad heart, settled Xue Meng, and was about to go out, when she saw her brother holding a saber, opening the gauze curtain, and strode in.
Dang's eldest brother's face was serious and extremely gloomy: "Go to the main hall immediately."
Mei Hanxue said in amazement: "What's wrong? What happened just now?"
His always cold elder brother pursed his lips and said, "A huge mysterious magic circle appeared in the northeast direction. I'm afraid what Zongshi Mo said earlier is correct, the door of life and death in time and space is about to open." (Remember this site website: www .hlnovel.com