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Chapter 581 Drunken Moon in the Clouds

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    After Qin Yi finished speaking, he originally thought it was quite pretentious, but before he could secretly put his hands on his hips, his mind was immediately attracted by the aroma of the wine.

    When the plug was pulled out, the overwhelming fragrance overflowed, spreading to the world in the blink of an eye. The faint smell of blood in the cave disappeared in an instant.

    And the breeze outside the mountains comes, all the flowers and vanilla aromas are covered up, as if the whole world is only the mellow of this wine, it is into the heart, the lungs are overwhelmed, and the soul is gently drunk.

    On the mountain not far away, there was a bird sleeping on a tree. Suddenly its feathers fluttered and it opened its eyes. Soon the eyes turned into circles and it fell down the tree.

    There was a small animal running past the tree, and it soon became staggering.

    This is fairy wineit can make the gods drunk!

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    Qin Yi didn't know how much Yin Yigu had exaggerated in his words, but at least for now, he was sure that Huiyang would definitely get drunk.

    This is a rare thing. After practicing to this level, your body and soul are incomparably strong. What kind of wine can make you drunk?

    Precisely because it is rare, this kind of drunken immortal brew is also very rare.

    Even immortals want to get drunk.

    Being always sober and always seeing things clearly is not something to be envied from a certain perspective.

    It¡¯s rare to be confused, even an immortal has the idea of ??getting drunk once.

    Just as Xiyue is not an alcoholic, she just wants to stop being so sober and forgetting everything. She has even been forgetting everything for a long time.

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    ¡°The most tragic thing is that they are not yet on top of everything.

    A sober beast in an inescapable cage.

    When can you get drunk?

    ¡°There¡¯s no such wine¡­at least it¡¯s hard to find.

    ¡°Of course, it¡¯s too literate to say this, Wu Xiangmeng doesn¡¯t have such boring self-pity.  It's just that when such wine does appear occasionally, maybe not only Xiyue, but also Zuo Qingtianyu, must be interested in getting drunk together.

    Qin Yi is pouring wine.

    The clear wine in the cup is like a clear spring, and the bright moon in the sky is reflected in the cup, as if there is a moon in the cup.

    Xiyue watched him pour the wine quietly, her eyes dim.

    I don¡¯t think this is a close friend.

    He could actually see why he was drinking Even Minghe thought that the master was just a hobby. The master could keep a close count of all the wines in the world. He could tell what kind of wine it was and how old it was by smelling the aroma. He could point at any wine.  Pair wine with the most artistic vessel.

    But Master is definitely not an alcoholic addicted to one thing, it can only be a hobby.

    However, Qin Yi only saw two sides and saw the true meaning.  The so-called familiarity is just drinking it for ten thousand years, and I have seen too much.

    Qin Yi closed his hands.  The wine liquid was level with the rim of the cup. The mountain wind suddenly stopped and the wine swayed slightly, making the bright moon in the cup seem to have broken shadows, slightly rippling in the ripples.

    In front of her is a wine she has never seen before, a pot of fine wine that can make her drunk, and a person who understands her heart.  The moon is shining in the mountains, the breeze is blowing, the late night is gradually gone, and the morning light is rising.

    Xiyue didn¡¯t drink yet, but she already felt a little drunk.

    What else can you ask for in life?

    "Cheers." Qin Yi poured the wine and raised his glass: "I hope this wine will not disappoint you."

    Xiyue smiled slightly and raised her head to finish the drink.

    "It's like drinking from a cup and letting the bright moon enter your throat."

    Xiyue closed her eyes and drank lightly, as if she was slightly tipsy. Qin Yi drank so much that he almost exploded.

    It was as if a fire was burning in the heart, and all the blood in the body was mobilized, rising fiercely, making the scalp numb, and the soul was shaking, as if falling into the deepest dream, in a trance, swaying, not knowing what night it was.  I don¡¯t know where I am in this life.

    Yue was not drunk, and he was almost drunk himself.

    Xiyue suddenly asked: "What is the name of this wine?"

    Qin Yi subconsciously said: "Zuiyue."

    "Zuiyue" Xiyue looked up at the sky, but there was a strange smile on the corner of her mouth.

    She was sure that Qin Yi did not recognize her identity, so she knew that some things were God's will.

    Xiyue calculated a hexagram out of habit. The mental arithmetic was simple and she didn't give any conditions. She just did the math casually and the answer she got was simple. It was just a hexagram: "Hongjian came to Lu."

    She didn¡¯t analyze it for a moment and thought about it.Said: "What do you want?"

    Qin Yi shook his head in a daze: "No."

    "I will help others get rid of their demons if I give them a pot of yang wine. This wine is the best I have ever seen in my life. You can make a request."

    "No." Qin Yi was impatient because of the drunkenness. Xiyue's words made him a little irritated. He simply stood up, tugged on his clothes, and said loudly: "Drinking is drinking. How can there be so much? One pot?  It¡¯s like wine is nothing but a treasure, it¡¯s boring.¡±

    After saying that, he was too lazy to pay attention to Xiyue. He flicked Liusu on his shoulder who had been watching the show with his fingers: "Bangbang, do you want to drink it? This wine is really awesome."

    Liusu smiled and said, "Yes."

    Qin Yi pointed the mouth of the wine gourd toward it and poured two drops of wine.

    Liusu answered with an "Ah woo", and then his eyes kept turning, his whole body flushed, and Gululu rolled off his shoulders.

    Qin Yi hurriedly fished it out, but before he could catch it, Liusu grabbed his clothes in mid-air and climbed up unsteadily, with circles in his eyes.

    Looking at that cute look, Qin Yi burst out laughing.

    ?? Laughter spreads far and wide across thousands of mountains.

    Xiyue slowly tasted the wine and tilted her head to look at him smiling.

    Qin Yi glanced at her, wandered to her side, and gave her another drink: "Can you still drink?"

    Xiyue smiled slightly: "One cup is too little."

    "Then come again."

    The two drank another drink, and Xiyue's calm face finally turned red.

    Qin Yi swayed even more, pointed at her and said, "You usually behave like this, walking around casually with wine in hand, which is finebut now you are drinking, but you are sitting like this serious, who are you pretending to show?"

    Xiyue smiled and said, "How are you doing? Are you going to pull me up and dance?"

    "Emmmm I can't dance." Qin Yi took two steps backwards and looked up at the sky. The sky was gradually turning pale, with the sun and moon coexisting in the sky. The glow was beautiful everywhere.

    Qin Yi suddenly put his hands on his hands and smiled: "How can we have wine without vegetables?"

    Xiyue said: "Where is the food?"

    "Now that you've poured the bright moon into your throat, you should hold the white clouds in your hands to accompany the wine." Qin Yi stretched out his hand: "Let's go?"

    Xiyue looked at his big hand and reached out to hold it without any hesitation.  The two of them stamped their feet at the same time and floated to the sky.

    Above the clouds, Qin Yi raised his head and took a sip, then stuffed the whole gourd into Xiyue: "Hey you want to get drunk, not me. Drink more"

    ¡°As he spoke, he staggered two steps and fished for white clouds with his hands.

    After catching the money, Qin Yi patted his head: "The clouds are water not cotton cakes."

    A golden light suddenly appeared in his hand.

    White clouds swept around me, like dragons gathered in front: "If you are a cotton cake, you will be a cotton cake!"

    The white clouds were compressed into a cake shape, and then changed their properties.

    Turning stones into gold, water into cakes?

    Liu Su rolled on Qin Yi¡¯s shoulders: ¡°Qin Yi, I want to eat too!¡±

    "Yeah, let's eat cake." Qin Yi fed it, Liusu hugged a piece of cake that was bigger than it and gnawed into it.

    Qin Yi handed a piece to Xiyue and grinned.

    Xiyue felt very interesting eating the Baiyun cake which was completely tasteless.

    How many yearsno, how many thousands, ten thousand yearshaven't there been such a scene?

    This completely tasteless pastry has become the most special delicacy in this life.

    Qin Yi is sitting in the clouds, looking at the moon in the distance, and singing to the beat: "Drink wine when there are flowers, and go upstairs without the moon. Three cups lead to the road, and one drunkenness can solve a thousand worries"

    Xiyue laughed, not knowing whether she was considered a flower or a moon in his eyes at this moment In short, it was a pleasant thing to watch and drink.

    On the contrary, I am really ridiculous. What I want is to get drunk, but I don¡¯t dare to get drunk.  Even Qin Yi didn't bother to take care of himself. He probably thought it was boring and went to enjoy himself with his family's weapon spirit.

    The heart is full of belly, and there is no one to rest.

    She raised her head and took a big sip, letting the drunkenness flow through her heart unbridled.

    Pour the bright moon into your throat, hold the white clouds in your hand and drink it with wine If you have this intention, why not get drunk?  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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