Chapter 1109: Are we a thing in the pond?(2/2)
I don't know when the five glasses of wine were finished. Lin Yun poured the wine for himself and talked while drinking.
He didn't know why he was so careless today. Maybe it was because it was hard to find a close friend?
Or maybe he really had a lot of stories in his heart that he wanted to tell others, and he completely let down his guard in front of this stranger.
He also talked about the road to heaven, about the final battle when he declined the other party, and about how he felt heartbroken just now, and he didn't really forget about the other party.
There is also Xinyan, who also has a lot of reluctance in his heart, which is where his melancholy and pain come from.
"Don't be heartbroken. If you really have no feelings for these two women, it would be too cold and heartless. Maybe the person you like will dislike you because of this."
The woman in white said at the right time.
Lin Yun smiled and said: "No, it has nothing to do with her. I never thought that one day I would be trapped by love. The word love is really more difficult than the way of swordsmanship. Killing without blood is unforgettable and hard to let go."
The woman in white said with emotion: "Master Lin, you are completely different from what I saw seven days ago."
Lin Yun put down his wine glass, his drunken eyes were a little hazy, and he laughed softly: "It's not that it's different, I just can't figure out what the old guy is thinking. He wants to play, so let's play with him, but it seems that the play is a bit too big."
He drank and talked, and in the end he became obviously tipsy. He stood up and stroked with the other person, telling him the profound meaning of the five pieces of music he had just played.
At the end of the story, Lin Yun fell drunk in the pavilion, still mumbling to himself in his sleep.
When dawn broke again and the vast sea of clouds was covered with a golden light, Lin Yun slowly opened his eyes. He was wearing a white fur coat, and the sun shone on his face. Lin Yun lazily opened his eyes.
"What is this place?"
Lin Yun woke up with a start and looked around, seeing that the pavilion was completely empty.
It wasn't until he saw the wine glass on the table that Lin Yun slowly remembered. He looked at the white fur coat on his body and said with a wry smile: "I'm actually drunk. It's really embarrassing."
He stood up unsteadily, raised the cup, and licked up the remaining wine drop by drop.
Afterwards, he touched the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "This wine is really good."
The wine is good, but I don't know if this woman in white is a good person.
Lin Yun shook his head and stopped thinking. He walked through the vast sea of clouds. After half a stick of incense, he returned to Tingfeng Residence. A small figure in the middle of Tingfeng Residence was fidgeting with his hair.
Lin Yun's eyes lit up, it was Xiao Bingfeng, she had returned from Ye Ziling.
Xiao Bingfeng heard the sound and raised her head. Lin Yun was instantly startled, and all the drinks he drank last night were taken away by fright.
I saw little Bingfeng's disheveled hair, a mess, like a sparrow's nest. Her cheeks were brightly colored with round blush, and there were a lot of black pockmarks on her face. The most terrible thing was that she was still wearing a pair of clothes, which made her look rustic.
red cotton jacket.
Lin Yun took a step back and said in fear: "Where did the monster come from!"
Hearing this, Xiao Bingfeng choked up a few times, then sat down on the ground and started crying: "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Lin Yun, you bastard, I don't want to live anymore!"
[Chapter 2 was delivered. Thanks to Mr. Yu Qingfeng for the reward of four million Zongheng coins, I found out that he was Yu Qingfeng, the top tycoon in Tiandao, and Yu Qingfeng from the Huya Pingling family. But what was even more satisfying was that his other
Identity, he is an old book friend of Xianwu. Qinglong King, Thousand Years of Fire, White Swordsman
, Chu Chaoyun, Di Wuque, Mo Chen, Liu Ruyue... Who else remembers these? One hundred thousand immortal friends back then, no one knows where they are scattered now. I'm back... Are you all back? If you can, come and take risks
Chapter completed!