Han Zijin couldn't help but feel sad, thinking that maybe he was too harsh on this little junior sister and scared her, making her feel strange and afraid of him now, so he patted her head comfortingly and said:
"Who said I don't want you? If you make a mistake, you should be punished. Remember, you are not allowed to go to such a dangerous place again."
Otherwise it would really cost me my life.
"I understand, senior brother."
From then on, Su Yuxue was instinctively afraid of everything related to the black market. Her body even experienced a brief stress and started to tremble for no reason:
"I don't dare, senior brother. I won't dare again in the future..."
Three days of shutting up and thinking about the past came to an end early. Han Zijin held a banquet to celebrate Su Yuxue's early formation of the elixir.
But none of the four of them were happy at the dinner table, because there was a fifth empty seat, which originally belonged to Luo Yuxuan.
Han Zijin silently filled the wine glass in front of Luo Yuxuan, then poured himself a glass, stood up and said:
"Yu Xuan really saw the right person. The little junior sister Saint she brought back is a good young lady. I like her."
Han Zijin raised his glass and drank it all in one gulp. He was not a good drinker, so his face turned red after just one glass of wine, and his eyes turned red.
"This second cup..."
He thought to himself as if he was talking to himself, and then slowly announced: "I plan to stay in seclusion for a while, and will not leave the country until I break the spirit."
"Are you too impatient, Senior Brother?" Pei Shu questioned.
"There is no rush." Han Zijin still said firmly and persistently: "I should take the initiative to welcome the last catastrophe and improve myself to a higher level."
The stronger we are, the better we can protect you.
Is there any way to say whether it's urgent or not? Better sooner rather than later.
He has had this idea for a long time, especially after Luo Yuxuan's incident.
"Qingyao,"
He named Qingyao and said: "During my absence, you should be in charge of the affairs of the main sect. You will also take charge of my junior sister for a while."
Qingyao responded with a toast and solemnly said: "I wish you all the best, senior brother, and that you can break through to the realm of gods as soon as possible."
"After I succeed, it will be your turn."
Han Zijin drank all the wine in the cup and said in an almost commanding tone: "Not only you, but also Pei Shu and Su Yuxue, I want you all to become immortals."
After hearing this, Pei Shu and Su Yuxue stood up and drank the wine filled with Han Zijin's expectations, feeling mixed emotions in their hearts.
"If we all become immortals, can we eradicate that black market that shouldn't exist?" Su Yuxue asked in a low voice.
"Maybe." In fact, Han Zijin didn't know for sure.
In the past few years, in addition to studying pharmacology every day, he also practiced formations.
After fighting against several evil formation cultivators in the black market that day, he discovered that most of the formations they used relied on the black market itself, and even had some tricks to change the situation. It was more like misappropriation than coming from their own power. .
He then reasonably suspected that the black market was protected by this formation. As long as one day he found the formation's eye and destroyed it, then he would not have to do it himself. The enemies they had accumulated in recent years would come to them together, which would be enough to drink a pot. .
As soon as Han Zijin raised the third glass of wine, Pei Shu stopped him, drank it for him, and mocked him:
"Don't you know you are pouring three cups? After drinking this cup, the food has not been eaten yet. You should stop cooking first. I spent a lot of effort making it. I have not practiced the craft for decades and I am already rusty."
Han Zijin blushed fiercely, his eyes were a bit drunk, and his body swayed a little when he sat down.
Su Yuxue handed him a glass of water in a discerning manner: "If you can't drink it, just don't drink it. Senior brother, you really can't drink as well as me."
Despite her young age, Su Yuxue is really the best drinker among the four.
Without any routine, he first spent half a stick of incense to impress Qing Yao, and then spent half a stick of incense to finish off Pei Shu neatly. Looking back at Han Zijin, he had already lost his patience and drank the third and fourth cups. At this time, he was lying on the table and fell asleep in a drunken state.
There is a tendency to sleep with it for three days and three nights.
"You guys are so boring..." Su Yuxue couldn't help complaining.
However, a few people drank well, especially Han Zijin. He didn't cry or make trouble or act crazy or torment others. When he felt too much, he would fall asleep and sleep without making a sound.
If Su Yuxue hadn't been sober herself, she would have suspected that Pei Shu had slipped sweat medicine into the food and wine.
She was bored and poured herself another glass. She looked at the empty seat of Luo Yuxuan from a distance and wondered how much Luo Yuxuan drank. Are they as useless as them?
After finishing the cup, when she raised her eyes again, she saw a shadow in that position. Su Yixue shook her head vigorously, thinking that she had drunk too much and was dazzled, but she found that she was right, there was definitely a person standing there!
"Senior Brother Yuxuan!"
Without any fear of ghosts, Su Yuxue stood up from the stool and rushed over, tears unknowingly streaming down her face.
"You're not dead, right? I knew you were still alive! I'm sorry! I'm really sorry!"
The next second, Su Yuxue, perhaps because she was excited or because she had drunk too much, stumbled over her left foot and stumbled over her right foot, causing her to gnaw in the mud.
"Senior Brother Yuxuan..."
Su Yuxue screamed in pain, but no one familiar responded to her.
"It shouldn't be, you are not him..."
Su Yuxue pinched her thigh hard in an attempt to use the pain to force herself to calm down, and kept reminding herself: "Senior Brother Yu Xuan is dead. It was me who killed Senior Brother Yu Xuan. You are not him, not him... …”
When she looked up again, Su Yuxue was suddenly startled. All the drunkenness seemed to have evaporated from her pores in cold sweat, and she shouted: "Who are you?!"
Su Yuxue cursed in her heart, didn't the entire sect even set up an alarm? What does Han Zijin, the acting head, do for food? Outsiders have barged into the wine table, and everyone is still unaware.
In her impression, major sects such as the Xuanqing Sect of the Xianyue Sect have barriers outside, so even a fly shouldn't be able to fly in, let alone people.
"Oh? I was just going to ask you."
The person opposite looks a bit older, with a straight back, a loud voice, and a fairly healthy body:
"What do you want to do by getting all my disciples drunk? And where is Luo Yuxuan, where did you do him?"
Han Zijin was sleeping in a daze, but in his drunken dream, he suddenly heard a familiar scolding and his brain went numb. He got up from the table with a bang, and before he could see the person clearly, he fell to the ground with a bang and fainted. Finally, he groaned. He finished: "Master..."
Su Yuxue: "⊙﹏⊙"
That damned trafficker of women is back!
Su Yuxue suddenly felt no drunkenness and her mind was clear.
She first followed Han Zijin and called Master to show her identity, then curiously looked behind him. After confirming that he had not brought back any women, she whispered tentatively: "Master, why are you back?"
