"Miss Bu, what are we going to do on the 290th floor?"
"Is there something wrong with you?"
"If so, just ask."
Luo Fu, whose mind was filled with questions, was inexplicably brought to the 290th floor by Xiao Bu.
he asked with a smile.
I decided in my heart that Xiao Bu must have something to say.
The slender and noble snowy neck of Xiaobu was slightly twisted, and there was a curse written on the beautiful face: "My young master Luo, I, Xiaobu, have always been obedient to you."
"Now that you listen to me once, what's the point?"
"Trust me, follow me, and you will understand."
These four charming words, "obedient and obedient" made Luo Fu choke for a moment.
But if you think about it carefully, there seems to be no angle to refute her.
Luo Fu smiled helplessly and said nothing more obediently.
He was still very relieved about Xiao Bu.
Taicantian Tower, the 290th floor, is a hanging garden.
The garden uses special cultivation methods to make it evergreen and in full bloom all year round.
Luo Fu discovered that the hanging garden tonight must have been carefully decorated by Xiao Bu.
Colorful lanterns are dotted among thousands of flowers, making the place look dreamlike and quite elegant.
Since the entire Tai Cang Tian Tower was taken over by Luo Fu, there was naturally no one waiting in the sky garden on the 290th floor.
When Luo Fu followed Xiao Bu's slim figure, twisting and turning, he passed through quiet alleys.
A flower bed exposed to the starry sky appeared within Luo Fu's sight.
There are stars in the sky, and under the stars there is a round table of medium size.
The round table is filled with exquisite delicacies and wine.
When Luo Fu saw this scene, he immediately understood why Xiao Bu was so mysterious.
All because there was a beautiful figure sitting at the round table.
Just from the back, Luo Fu could tell at a glance that the beautiful woman under the starry sky was Su Waner.
Xiaobu stopped and smiled at Luo Fu: "Master Luo, Xiaobu won't disturb you much in the next time."
"Please help yourself."
After saying that, Xiaobu gave a few words of explanation in a very decent manner, then turned and left, leaving the scene to Luo Fu and Su Waner.
Luo Fu didn't say much.
He just stared at Su Wan'er's soft and graceful back, and didn't speak for a long time.
Su Waner had obviously been aware of Luo Fu's arrival for a long time. Although she never turned around, her beautiful back looked a bit stiff and nervous.
Luo Fu was hesitating and weighing.
It can be said that today's Penglai Divine Sect's relationship with Wandao Immortal Palace has completely broken down.
It was so broken that in the Taicang Huanyu Tower, Luo Fu didn't even give Yuwen Huangji a chance to make a move, so he killed his prisoner.
Is it suitable for him and Su Waner to meet in such a hostile camp?
Luo Fu was naturally fearless, but he was afraid of causing unnecessary trouble to Su Waner.
He was afraid that he would harm her.
But just three breaths later, the hesitation on Luo Fu's face disappeared and was replaced by a warm smile.
He walked to Amelia Su's side in a few steps and said softly: "Excuse me, is there anyone sitting here?"
Su Waner's back froze slightly, and then sighed: "Please sit down."
Luo Fu pulled out the chair and sat across from Su Waner.
The two stared into each other's eyes quietly, without speaking for a long time.
After all, it was Luo Fu who spoke first. He picked up a wine glass and said with a smile: "Friend Su Waner, since we said goodbye to each other in the secret realm last time, I didn't expect that you and I would have the opportunity to be alone again so soon."
Su Waner sighed again, and the sigh was full of complex emotions that turned over and over again.
Her eyes were lowered, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and then she mustered up the courage to look directly into Luo Fu's eyes again.
"Fellow Daoist Luo Fu, will Su Waner's sudden visit bring you any inconvenience?"
"After all, you and I are in different camps. Not only can we not be considered friends, we may even...not even be considered passers-by."
This sentence is full of sadness.
At least passers-by can still meet each other by chance.
But the two of them are enemies.
Luo Fu smiled and said in a gentle tone: "Since Fellow Taoist Su Waner is here, he must have made up his mind."
"If you and I meet in private and it won't hurt you, then tonight, we might as well put down our camps and be honest."
"Tonight, I am me and you are just you, how about."
Su Waner smiled and nodded with satisfaction: "Master Luo said it well."
"You are who you are, and I am who I am, without any ties to worldly identity."
"This is the freedom that I, Su Waner, long for countless times in my dreams at midnight."
"For these words, I would like to toast Master Luo."
Luo Fu also smiled, and the two toasted and clinked their glasses.
Su Wan'er glanced at the wine glass and suddenly said: "Change the bar and drink mine."
She took out a small wine jar, patted it open, and poured another glass for herself and Luo Fu.
The green wine in the wine jar exudes a refreshing fragrance.
When Luo Fu heard this, his index finger moved and he couldn't help but praise: "Good wine!"
Immediately, the two switched to green wine and clinked glasses to drink.
The wine enters the throat, soft but hot.
Entering the abdomen, it is as warm as the sun, and a stream of warm current returns to the throat, exuding a strange fragrance in the mouth.
Luo Fu couldn't help but praise "good wine" again.
Su Waner filled the second cup for herself and Luo Fu.
Luo Fu held up the wine glass and said, "After the Holy Son Ceremony is over, what are your plans for fellow Taoist Wan'er."
Su Wan'er smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist Luo, have you forgotten that tonight we will only talk about you and me?"
Luo Fu patted his forehead in self-reproach: "Look at me, I was wrong. I will punish myself with a drink."
Take a sip of green wine.
When Su Wan'er saw this, she couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle: "Mr. Luo, could it be that he was greedy for Wan'er's wine and deliberately punished himself?"
Luo Fu laughed.
Then, Su Wan'er held her chin in her hands, stared seriously into Luo Fu's eyes, and said softly: "Luo Fu, are you tired of living?"
Luo Fu lowered his head and smiled.
Are you tired?
Maybe.
He had never thought about it.
No one has ever asked him this question.
He is always on the road, always moving forward, whether it is a thousand lifetimes ago or a thousand lifetimes later.
He didn't know how to answer.
Then he asked, "Fellow Taoist Wan'er, where are you?"
Amelia Su smiled sweetly and answered calmly: "Tired."
Luo Fu smiled: "Then I'm tired too."
"Let's drink for our tiredness."
The two clinked glasses and drank the wine.
Suddenly, Su Waner said: "I still remember that at the Four Arts Ceremony, fellow Taoist Luo, regardless of the opinions of the camp and gossip, resolutely gave me the Eight Treasures Soul Replenishing Pill."
"At that time, Fellow Daoist Luo was so free and unrestrained, and so heroic."
"But now, without the eyes of outsiders, why is Fellow Daoist Luo restrained?"
Luo Fu was shocked when he heard this, then smiled bitterly and shook his head: "What Taoist friend Wan'er said is reasonable, I will punish myself with another drink."
A few glasses of wine.
Luo Fu suddenly felt that his face was hot and he felt lightheaded.
He forced himself to shake his head, trying to shake off the drunkenness.
However, the green wine tastes delicious and has great stamina.
After the two drank three more glasses, Luo Fu finally couldn't hold it any longer, so he lay down on the table and fell into a deep sleep.
In front of the beauty, Luo Fu was so drunk that he couldn't bear to look inappropriate.
Su Waner was not angry. She just stared at Luo Fu's wine glass quietly and said, "Fellow Daoist Luo."
"I made you faint on purpose."
"I hope you won't blame me when you wake up."
