Xiao Jia took the wine flask handed to him by Xiao Mao, tilted his head back and gulped down a few mouthfuls, then let out a burp, his cheeks flushed.
Zhao Xi gritted her teeth and said, "Drink less! You have to fly on your sword tomorrow morning, are you trying to drive drunk?!"
"It's alright~ I'm a cultivator~ hiccup~"
*
Xiao Jia set up a tent for Xiao Mao next to him, and even moved his own bed over there, setting up a soundproof barrier.
These are brothers I haven't seen for many years; we could talk all night and still not finish.
This brother knows the passage to the Immortal Realm and says that his relatives are all gathered in a certain cave to cultivate together.
Zhao Xi couldn't understand Xiao Jia anymore. Was he pretending to be confused, or did he really not know what Tong Yue was thinking?
Should she tell him?
Should he send Tongyue out to chase after him as soon as he returns to the Beast Garden?
Zhao Xi was exhausted after a long day of fighting and farm work. Before she could even finish thinking about anything, her eyelids grew heavy and she drifted off to sleep.
"Is Xi thinking of you while you're asleep?"
Lin Che's deep and magnetic voice reached my ears.
The tip of my nose felt itchy, as if he had lightly touched it with his finger.
"Hmm? Lin Che... Ugh, I'm so sleepy, don't wake me up~"
Zhao Xi tried to pull away the great immortal's clutches and rolled over in his arms.
Zzz
You won't dream if you sleep too deeply, but you can still receive messages in your dreams.
Lin Che, dressed in white, looked down at Zhao Xi's tightly closed eyes, and after confirming that she was sound asleep and would not wake up, he stretched out his slender fingers to brush his forehead.
A purple light shone in his amber eyes, and black ripples reflected on his face.
The demonic energy is even stronger than before.
Even his wide sleeves were stained with a dark, demonic aura.
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