Everyone laughed and drank the cup with her.
Liu Yanyan was dressed in red, with a white fox fur covering, and her cheeks were flushed. She was so cute and charming that Han Yueshan beside her couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, and stopped teasing him.
After three rounds of wine, the snow was getting thicker, and the surroundings were already covered with goose feathers, soft and soft, like white peach blossoms in spring, so chaotic that it was intoxicating.
In this situation, Ye Zhenfeng and Han Ziyue couldn't help but think of their first encounter with Zhao Xianhe. She sighed: "It was so lonely in the mountains, but I don't know how Senior Zhao is doing now? Is he still like that day, warming wine and eating Eating venison and being drunk, reciting a poem to the plum blossoms outside the window?"
Ye Zhenfeng smiled and said, "Do you still remember what he said that day about the one he once loved? Do you know who the person he loves in his heart is?"
Han Ziyue was startled. She never thought that Ye Zhenfeng would meet Zhao Xianhe again, and asked, "Who is it?"
Ye Zhenfeng whispered: "It was Hua Hairpin, the wife of the Sword Soul Sect's sect leader. Later, he finally took Hua Hairpin and retired to the mountains and forests. Now the empty mountain is quiet, accompanied by beauty, and he is no longer lonely. Hahaha!"
Han Ziyue sighed softly: "That's really a happy and congratulatory thing. Let's have a drink!"
The two clinked their glasses together, smiled at each other, and drank.
The people on the side were either drinking, eating meat, or chatting, and they were all enjoying themselves.
Then Chu Mubai raised his glass to Meng Tianyan and said: "Master Meng, thank you for your warm hospitality today. Everyone can gather around the table, enjoy the snow and drink. This is such a lively experience for Mubai. I'm afraid it will never happen again in this life." We can’t meet him again!”
Ye Zhenfeng said with emotion: "That's true. Today's fate brings everyone together here. It should be revealed!"
Everyone laughed and drank from their glasses.
Meng Tianyan felt happy in her heart today, and she said: "It seems that everyone is a drinker. Drink as much as you want today, and you won't come home until you're drunk!"
Lin Qianxue pursed her lips and smiled. She felt that the leader seemed to be drunk, and his face was red. He was still urging others to drink, which was really funny. But everyone was happy today, so it was hard to dampen her interest, so she could only watch everything from the sidelines.
I drank the green plum wine from the cup while sleeping in the wind at night. I felt warm in my belly and sighed: "Master Meng, it seems that Master Li was also a good drinker during his lifetime! He can actually brew such delicious food in the world!"
Meng Tianyan smiled, raised his glass and said sadly: "You also know that my master was addicted to alcohol and refused to wake up. Every day he would lie drunk on the old pear tree with a big wine jar in his hand, watching the pear blossoms. The pear blossoms fell, just waiting for someone in vain... Hehehe... After drinking too much wine, she naturally learned to make her own wine. When I was young, I stood aside and watched. When I grow up, I can join her. Brewing. Master brewing is brewing empty joy and cold loneliness..."
Ye Zhenfeng knew that Meng Tianyan was thinking of her master again, and was afraid that she would be sad inside, so he said: "What the brewer brews is empty joy and cold loneliness, but the drinker can no longer be like that. To have a happy gathering today, drink happily and live a happy life!"
Meng Tianyan smiled, clinked glasses with him, and said, "You're right, drink it!"
The two looked at each other, smiled, and drank another drink.
An older member of the Demonic Clothes Cult came staggering over with a wine glass in hand. He seemed to be a little drunk. He vaguely heard Meng Tianyan mentioning Li Huyan and said:
"I remember Lee...
When Leader Li was still alive, he would play the piano every time it snowed. He also drank the green plum wine very elegantly. How could he drink it so boldly like Leader Meng? "
"But...Teacher...Teacher, I have to criticize you a few words. Your piano skills are really terrible. You are making clanging noises like a ghost playing the piano. It's so chilling to hear it. How about you... You need to improve your piano skills!”
"Old Li! Old Li! The leader finally forgot about playing the piano. Why did you go to remind her again?"
All the demon-clothed disciples behind him were miserable and hurriedly tried to stop the drunken old Li from talking nonsense. He actually dared to say to his face that the leader's music sounded like a ghost playing the piano. It was really a life-threatening situation!
Mengtian's face turned red, and he laughed sheepishly. Then he stood up, raised his hand to raise his glass, put his arm around the shoulders of the drunk Lao Li, patted him, and had a drink with him.
He laughed loudly and said: "Lao Li, thank you for reminding me. It seems that everyone can't wait to hear me play the piano. Then it's time for our sideshow to begin!"
Upon hearing this, the members of the Magic Clothes Cult secretly cursed that damn old Li for being ignorant. In order to avoid this step, they had just tried their best to force the leader to drink. Now, this guy even went to remind him.
Of course, the newcomers didn't know how good Meng Tianyan was at playing the piano, so they actually had a little expectation and watched how she performed.
She walked to the hibiscus tree, sat down in front of a stone table, waved her sleeves to sweep away the snowflakes on the stone table, then waved her right hand and said carelessly: "Bring me the piano -"
The little maid holding the guqin was so frightened that she was probably afraid of hearing the magic sound again, so she reluctantly gave the guqin to her.
The black silk slowly opened, and wrapped inside was an antique xylophone.
Meng Tianyan raised her snow-white fox fur behind her and waved her black sleeves. Her posture was quite chic and self-satisfied, which made everyone admire her.
Liu Yanyan looked back at everyone and said, "Sister, the leader, is so elegant. I didn't expect that she can also play the piano. I usually see her fighting and killing, but I didn't expect that she also has such a tender side!"
Han Yueshan sneered and said: "Of course, you don't even think about it. She is the leader of a religion. Of course she has to be versatile and know a little bit about everything! Right Master?"
Han Yueshan looked at his master expectantly. His beautiful master was just drinking quietly. She was so beautiful that she could not be compared to this human being. She seemed to have a kind of isolated beauty all over her body. No matter how noisy and bustling the crowd was, she remained the same. It’s good to be alone and quiet.
Snowflakes fell gently beside her, and there was a hint of expectation in her beautiful brows. She had never heard of Meng Tianyan playing the piano before, so she was actually a little curious.
Ye Zhenfeng smiled slightly, raised his glass and was about to drink it. He also thought in his heart that drinking good wine with wonderful music must be a blessing in the world.
However, the magic-clothed sect members on the side all leaned back as if they were facing a formidable enemy, their faces were full of tangles, and their brows were twisted like earthworms.
When Lan Zuiwu saw this, he was very curious, why are these people so afraid of Master Meng playing the piano? Is it really that disgusting?
Only a noisy sound of the piano was heard, as if a wild horse appeared out of the sky, clanging, clanging, clanging, frightening the flying snow to take a detour.
"The Great Luo of All Worlds"
Ye Zhenfeng almost spit out the wine he drank in his mouth, and all the magic-clothed disciples collectively reached out to cover their ears.
"Uh... it's true that the magic sound has reappeared!" Chu Mubai held his hand tightly unconsciously.
With his fist lifted, he had never heard such an extremely unpleasant piano sound.
Han Ziyue couldn't help but smile with a puff of sleeves, and turned to look at Meng Tianyan who was playing the piano. She moved her hands left and right like running water, her eyes were slightly closed, and she listened attentively, as if she was very serious. In this way, she felt that she too It's not a joke, it's really playing the piano seriously.
Lin Qianxue also felt like her head was pounding. She really wanted to step forward and smash the guqin with her sword. It was so unpleasant to listen to!
She couldn't help but hold her forehead and sigh, feeling a little embarrassed for a moment.
Meng Tianyan was intoxicated in it, very proud and smug, his hands became more and more carried away with himself, he played faster and faster, and the sound of the piano became more like a galloping horse, running rampant.
Holding a glass of wine, Lao Li stood stupidly beside him. He gritted his teeth and said angrily: "Master, she clearly said that she practiced seriously in private. Why is she still so ugly? Master, she... how dare she lie to others!"
Seeing that Lao Li was drunk and wanted to throw a cup and hit someone, everyone stood up and forcibly pulled him back.
The thrown wine glass fell on the snow one meter away. The wine glass did not break when it landed on the snow. It was a pity that a good glass of wine was spilled and quickly formed ice again.
After the song was over, almost half of the congregants sitting there were dead or injured, and no one knew whether they vomited due to listening or drinking, and they all kept retching.
However, Meng Tianyan came back with a serious look on his face. This music idiot was probably very proud of himself. He couldn't hear any flaws at all. He rubbed his hands triumphantly and asked everyone excitedly: "How did I play?"
Han Ziyue smiled and said nothing, Ye Zhenfeng frowned and swallowed.
When Meng Tianyan's expectant eyes fell on Lan Zuiwu's face, Lan Zuiwu could only squeeze out one word in embarrassment: "Okay..."
Chu Mubai was startled and almost fell off his seat. I thought, Zuiwu, how could you say something so contrary to your conscience? You are so fake! Has your conscience been eaten by a dog?
In fact, Lan Zuiwu originally wanted to say that it sounded awful, but she didn't dare to say the last two words.
When Meng Tianyan heard someone praising her, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. She sat on her seat and poured herself a drink. She didn't notice that Lin Qianxue, who was sitting next to her, had silently moved to the side, as if she was afraid of contamination. Generally bad luck.
Chu Mubai on the side chuckled and said: "Master Meng, could it be that what you just played is the soul-stealing heart song of the Demon Cult, the one that can kill people with its demonic sound?"
Even if I beat him to death, he couldn't believe that this song was meant to be listened to. If you add some inner strength, you could kill someone!
Meng Tianyan was startled and didn't understand why he said that.
Although the church members usually thought her playing the piano was scary, she was always the leader of the religion, not to mention that she never liked playing the piano. No matter how unpleasant it was, she could only tolerate her once a year. Who dared to say to her face that she played the piano unpleasantly?
And this guy is a music idiot. He has been practicing piano with Li Huyan since he was a child, but he has never seriously studied it. On weekdays, she always practices swordsmanship faster than practicing piano, because she was often beaten by her master when it came to practicing piano. She was born a tone-deaf and couldn't change it. In the end, Li Huyan didn't force her anymore.
Liu Yanyan was indeed an all-round master. She smiled and said: "Sister, leader, you must be playing Feixuewu!"
Han Yueshan on the side was startled and thought to himself, Damn it, you can tell it's Fei Xuewu when it's playing like this!
