Now that the words had been spoken, Xuanyuan Xiuxian arranged for the people below to make several side dishes to accompany the wine.
Everyone exchanged cups and cups. After living in this otherworldly world for so many years, it was like having a knife hanging over their heads every day.
No one knows when this knife will fall, but if it does, it will be a serious matter of losing one's head.
Fortunately, there is no need to worry anymore, everyone has relaxed their drinking habits, even Xuanyuan Xiuxian drank a few more glasses.
In fact, based on everyone's state of mind, this little wine is really nothing.
All it takes is a thought to dispel the drunkenness in your body.
drunk?
Disaster.
But now that the matter is over, no one wants to shake off the drunkenness.
After all, it’s rare to get drunk in this world.
Looking at the tall and handsome Di Xiong, he never thought that he would like to write poems most after drinking.
He also threatened to write poems with a critical nature, which made the crowd laugh.
It's just that one of the sentences can indeed be called a quatrain.
"Wake up and get drunk again, get drunk and wake up again. Lingjun is haggard and pitiful."
Everyone drank wine with poetry and drank heavily again.
After three rounds of wine, five flavors of food.
Someone was so drunk that he was muttering a certain name.
Even if he is a deity on the mountain, it turns out that there is someone who is always in his heart and cannot forget him.
Some people drank a cup, got up and walked out. When they came back, their eyes were bloodshot and they insisted that they didn't vomit.
Others were slumped on their chairs and kept sliding down. In a short time, they were under the table.
Di Xiong and the old man sitting there had their arms around each other and their hands were still tightly clasped together. They seemed to have reached a point where they both started talking to each other.
In short, the sentence Luo Yi heard the most was:
"you listen to me".
Xuanyuan Xiuxian and Luo Yi looked at each other and smiled at each other.
At this time, you will know who is really good at drinking.
The two of them each carried a jug of wine, walked outside the screen, and stood leaning on the railing.
Luo Yi raised the wine bottle in his hand, "Is it okay?"
Xuanyuan Xiuxian smiled confidently: "Man, can you say no?"
Luo Yi was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing.
"I thought Brother Xuanyuan was the kind of person who has been good at studying since he was a child. He was the child of other people in other people's mouths. He never thought that he could also tell dirty jokes."
Xuanyuan Xiuxian bumped into Luo Yi lightly and said with a smile: "After all, I was young."
Luo Yi smiled and said nothing, raised his head and took a big gulp of wine.
As a result, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Xuanyuan Xiuxian taking a sip, and then pretending to tsk twice.
"Brother Xuanyuan."
"Um?"
"What about fish farming?"
"Haha, take it easy."
Luo Yi rolled his eyes at him.
He accidentally saw Xuanyuan Xiuxian's empty cuffs, and his eyes became a little heavier.
Xuanyuan Xiuxian suddenly patted Luo Yi's head.
"What are you doing? I'm not dead yet. I don't have an arm to let you suffer here."
Luo Yi smiled.
Xuanyuan Xiuxian took the initiative to raise his hand, Luo Yi also raised his hand, and the two wine bottles touched each other.
The two took a sip together. Xuanyuan Xiuxian looked at the scenery in the distance and murmured softly:
"When you are drunk, you don't know that the sky is in the water, and the boat is full of clear dreams that overwhelm the stars."
Luo Yi also looked at the scenery in the distance and said two words.
"pity."
Xuanyuan Xiuxian turned to look at him, "What's the pity?"
Luo Yi smiled freely, his chest full of pride: "There are three thousand guests in the wine, but I can't get drunk."
The two of them looked at each other, as if one person was saying, The young hero has a good drinker.
The other person is saying, okay, okay, each other.
Finally, they looked at each other and smiled.
Two ounces of breeze and three ounces of sorrow, lying drunk in the world and not knowing autumn.
In front of me, white clouds climb up the green mountainside, and the moon above my head and my head lowering my head see the moon in the lake.
Xuanyuan Xiuxian threw the wine bottle behind him casually, held the railing with one hand, turned to look at Luo Yi, and said something that Luo Yi didn't expect at all.
"Liu Li Tianxia and Lingzhou are at war."
——
Three days later.
The current war is already in full swing.
Although no state in Liuli Jiuzhou has been lost yet, almost every state has fallen into war.
Whether it is the Zhong-Earth Divine State, which has the largest territory, or Dongxuan State, which has the smallest territory.
Without exception, war raged.
At this moment, Lingzhou.
In this battle, several demon commanders also took action and took control of one side.
Zhen Cang is considered the head coach. Now he is no longer in Lingzhou. Instead, he is in the outer world and has an insight into the overall situation.
Yu Xiao, who was the most lethal, did not go out to fight, but stayed in Lingzhou.
The remaining two demon ancestors, Hongsong and Shenmo, are responsible for mobilizing the demons from outside.
This external demon has always been free in the outer world. The existence of the external demon actually comes from the inner demons of the monks.
As we all know, if a monk wants to break through and return to the fairyland, he needs to overcome his inner demons.
If you can successfully overcome your inner demons, you will be able to successfully enter the realm of immortality.
But those monks who cannot overcome their inner demons will be eaten away by their inner demons, and eventually become an external demon.
These alien demons are not bound by heaven or bound by the earth. I never thought that Netherworld had found a way to control these demons.
In the end, these alien demons were used as the vanguard, catching Liuli Tianxia off guard.
All in all, this war, after three years, has become a tug-of-war.
Both sides win or lose, and no one can do anything to the other.
Of course, this is also because no one on either side of the battle has ever really made a killing move.
Just like what Xuanyuan Xiuxian deduced, this battle can take as short as a hundred years or as long as ten thousand years.
It is destined to be a war involving several generations, or even dozens of generations.
Yu Xiao's dojo, the Liuli Mountain, has now become a military tent.
Yu Xiao himself seems to be sitting in that ancestral land now.
Three years, three whole years, no one could set foot in the deepest part of the ancestral land.
Until now, no one has taken over the true inheritance of the spiritual ancestors.
Regarding the inheritance of those ancestors, even if the people of the Spiritual Clan are unwilling to accept it, they are already extremely sad and heartbroken.
As time goes by, more and more people have given up exploring the deepest part of the ancestral land.
More people, besides rushing to the front line, are analyzing the battle situation on the top of Liuli Mountain.
Either come up with some countermeasures, or arrange troops.
All in all, in this military tent, there are at least a hundred military orders sent from the military tent to the front line every day.
This day was the same as before.
No matter which path they belong to, people are all gathered together at this moment. It can be said that everyone with good brains is basically sitting here.
At the moment, it seems that a review of a certain battle in Beiyizhou is being carried out.
Reviews of military accounts have always led to some quarrels.
Some people will say, if I had known this, I should have listened to me in the first place. If not, how could I have failed?
Since some people say this, some people will retort, "Fuck you, I knew this earlier, I knew this earlier, where did you know so much earlier?"
This kind of quarrel is really not unusual.
Anyway, after the quarrel for a while, everyone had to hold their noses again and think about the next solution.
This will inevitably lead to another quarrel.
The quarreling and quarreling led to the quarreling of the combat policy.
But just when the final decision was about to be made on the future direction of the war in Beiyizhou, someone suddenly came from outside the military tent.
"If you fight like this, you will definitely lose."
The man came from outside and stood in front of the door, his face unclear.
Some people had been holding back their anger for a long time. When they heard what he said, they couldn't help but feel angry.
"who do you think You Are?"
"You lose if you say you lose?"
The man didn't get angry at all. He was still standing at the door. He seemed to have pressed a slender long knife on his waist, and then said word by word:
"My name is Zhen Liuli."
