Chapter 76 One Night of Hangover

Hua Xiaoyan went up the stairs and came to Emperor Bai Ling. He stretched out his right hand and held Hua Xiaoyan's wrist. Then, a cold and comfortable airflow slowly spread along Hua Xiaoyan's arm to the heart. Hua Xiaoyan looked at Bai Ling Emperor and frowned and asked nervously, "Master, is Xiaoyan really What's wrong?"

Emperor Bai Ling shook his head and said, "It's okay. Don't use spiritual power in the future."

"Why?" Hua Xiaoyan asked puzzledly.

"Your breath is very messy, and the spiritual power in your body has not recovered. If you force the use of spiritual power, it will cause damage to your body."

"Oh, so that's it. No wonder you will feel angina pectoris if you have something to do recently. Xiaoyan will recover her spiritual power as soon as possible, and then she can take the Xuanyuan sword to kill the evil dragon and eliminate the harm for the people. Hua Xiaoyan said happily.

" Angina pectoris? Do you have frequent pains? Emperor Bai Ling asked nervously.

"Infrequently, Xiaoyan is not sure what it feels like. Sometimes there is, sometimes there is nothing. Xiaoyan remembers that she was very distressed when she pulled out the Xuanyuan sword in the illusory realm.

"This... Xiaoyan has been sleeping well these days. Don't walk around. The teacher will come up with a solution. Emperor Bai Ling also has a headache. If one day, Hua Xiaoyan's mixed power is beyond his control, I'm afraid that when the disaster comes, this matter can no longer be delayed. We must find out the reason and take the right medicine.

"Master, in fact, Xiaoyan is really fine. Maybe after she comes out of the illusory realm, she will be physically and mentally exhausted. Xiaoyan will have a good rest and won't worry the master. Hua Xiaoyan didn't like to see Bai Ling Emperor frowning. Several times, she impulsively wanted to reach out her hand to smooth his frown. She didn't want him to worry about her and make herself the object of your master's headache.

"Well, have a good rest."

Hua Xiaoyan casually went down the ladder. Your Highness's Yue Lao and Ye Hua were still fighting with their eyes. This time, she watched Hua Xiaoyan walk down in a betated way, and they all went forward to say hello with some worry.

"Xiaoyan, what did your brother say?" Ye Hua took her hand and asked.

"Baby, are you not feeling well?" Yue Lao pressed her shoulder and said.

Hua Xiaoyan looked at Ye Hua, then at Yue Lao, shook her head, and walked out of the hall with a look of loss.

"God Emperor, what did you say to her?"

Emperor Bai Ling looked blankly at Hua Xiaoyan's back, then closed his eyes and said, "What you should do, just do it. I hope such a thing will not happen again."

Yue Lao and Ye Hua stared at each other, snorted coldly, and walked out of the hall.

"Brother Yue, do you need me to help you heal your wounds?" As soon as Hua Xiaoyan entered the house, Yue Lao followed.

"My little injury is nothing. I was very popular with that today. As soon as Yue Lao said it, he was angry, "In the future, I will have a grudge against him!"

Hua Xiaoyan sighed faintly and said slowly, "When will you repay your kindness? For a moment, the wind is calm and the waves are calm. Take a step back, and the sea and the sky are wide. Brother Yue should know this truth.

Yue Lao sat on the jade and said, "What I hate most is that others say that I am the two words. Who wants him to make me violate my taboo?"

"In my opinion, both of you are wrong." Hua Xiaoyan said with a serious look. If you still fight in the future, I will ignore you and will never stop you again. It's up to you.

"Okay, okay, baby, don't be angry. In the future, for your sake, I will try not to fight with him head-on. Is that okay?"

"Hmm." Hua Xiaoyan's stiff face unfolded with a bright smile.

In order to fulfill the punishment, Yehua Shangshen must be locked in a small dark room. Now the problem arises. There is only one room for Hua Xiaoyan in Qingyan Mountain. Emperor Bai Ling often meditates on the hall, so there is no extra room. Ye Hua Shangshang thinks about it. He wanted to go to Hua Xiaoyan's room to squeeze in, and he can think of Yue Lao. The plague god also stabilized, and Qingyan Mountain laid a boundary, and he could not go back to the house, so he had to return to the hall and be punished.

"Yehua, are you really not going out for a year?" Shi Zimo asked sadly.

Yehua nodded undeniably, "I have just said this punishment to the master, so I have to do what I say. As a disciple of Yuanshi Tianzun, I can't say anything."

"A year is such a long time!" Shi Zimo lost his way.

"What does it matter for a year? Don't I still have you with me?" Ye Hua said with a smile.

"Me? Is it possible that we should stay in the hall of Ziyou Palace in Qingyan Mountain for a year?

"What, you don't like it?"

"No, no, it's just strange that you will choose Qingyan Mountain."

"There's nothing we can do. Who told us that we can't get out of Qingyan Mountain now. Let's go to the hall. You should also practice more spiritual power. Take this opportunity to practice spiritual power for a year. It's useless to just read books on immortal cultivation. Yehua gently scraped the bridge of his nose, took his hand, and walked to the hall.

Time flies, and it's getting dark...

In this box, the demon night returned to the cabin in the peach blossom forest, sat on the soft couch and looked at the night. The wine in his hand overflowed with the fragrance of peach blossoms

At night, its charm spreads. The black wings are full of pearls, emitting dazzling luxury. The heavy dark shadows emit poppy-like enchanting tentacles. There is an ambiguous breath in the air. Crazy thoughts penetrate loneliness. ** With decadent confusion, heartache devours the messy thoughts infinitely extend, sadness. It's like a ghost, clinging to loneliness like a shadow...

The demon night sighed faintly, and the left brain pretended to be lonely, full of lonely sadness... The right brain is full of sadness, entangled with the lingering of pain. The smiling feelings in the memory are broken on the ground like fallen leaves, sinking in the melancholy of the fleeting years... On the other side of her is heartache, deep affection, and affection... Lightly red dust, a stream of ink-colored desolate heart...

He took a sip of bitter wine and pulled out a wry smile at the corners of his mouth. Perhaps only when he was drunk could he enjoy a moment of eternity in drunkenness... The nighting of the nightingale, the accompaniment of the cold wind, playing a song of immortality... The remaining loneliness on his face, inexhaustible thoughts, endless thoughts... Too many explanations, and in the end, it will inevitably become an excuse, too many times In the end, it will turn into separation...

"Xiaohua, will you no longer miss those lost times? Have you forgotten that there is another me who loves you in the world? The night wind blew the long hair that covered the eyes of the demon night, and the purple eyes were caged with a thin layer of water mist, and he said to himself.

When he was in the demon world, he said to all the demons that he wanted to practice magic skills, but there was an obstacle in his heart, that is, he could not drink human blood. No matter how sweet human blood was, no matter how attractive human blood was, he still could not drink it without his conscience. If there was no blood to irrigate, he would practice at all. Without magic, he was confused and sad. At the beginning, he was determined to become a demon, determined to defeat Bai Ling and take back Hua Xiaoyan, but now it seems that there are many boundaries to be crossed.

Yao Ye drank another sip of peach blossom-brewed wine, and his face was already blushed. He put his right hand on his forehead and fell into the soft couch. The wine glass on his left hand fell to the ground with a bang. After a few turns, it stopped. No one can understand the trauma in his heart, no one can understand what he has done to get love, and no one can understand his current pain... Tonight, he was completely drunk.

In the morning, there was a drizzle.

Qingchan and Qingru caught a large basket of chickens according to the instructions of the demon night.

"I don't know how the master's cultivation is going. This is the first time I heard him ask to take the initiative to practice! Usually, we can't persuade no matter how we persuade. Qingru said happily.

"The Lord's cultivation must be very handsome!" Qingchan's eyes are full of peach and heart.

"Yo, can't wait to see it? Look at your nymphomaniac. It's disgusting."

"I won't talk to you. We'd better go quickly, or the Lord will be in a hurry."

After saying that, the two of them accelerated their speed and flew to Taoyuan. As soon as they entered the room, the two were scared by the wine bottles on the ground.

"Lord, is he practicing or is he..." Qingru said.

"Is it possible that drinking can also help practice?" Qingchan kicked a wine bottle and said in surprise.

"Look, the Lord is on the soft couch!" Qingru's face turned black in an instant. She said heavily, "Lord, it hurts our hearts."

Qingchan walked over and looked at the drunken demon night. She was greatly disappointed. She also thought that she was working hard and practicing seriously. She also thought that she would practice hard for the demon world. Hey, all her confidence in him was worn out.

"Hurry up and give the Lord wine. Fortunately, this is a forbidden place. If it is seen by other goblins, the demon world will spread widely. Our Lord, no matter what is good, that is, if we don't seek progress, how can we defeat the god emperor in heaven?" Qingru sighed.

Qingchan stretched out her hand and applied demon power on the head of the demon night, and a blue fog flowed into the demon night's head.

"Wake up!" Qingru said happily.

Yao Ye opened his eyes and looked at the two people in front of him. First, he frowned slightly, and then the streamer in his eyes dimmed. His voice said without any waves, "When did you come?"

"Lord, we haven't been here for a long time. How much wine did you drink last night?" Qingchan asked.

He stood up, rubbed his forehead and said, "I can't remember either. What are you doing here?"

"Lord, we brought the chicken according to your instructions." Qingru replied.

"Find a place to close the chickens. Don't let them destroy the environment of the peach forest. What I hate most is that they defecate everywhere." The demon night ordered righteously.