This sentence really hit the nail on the head. Bai Yumo suppressed her laughter and said to her, "Guess? Hahaha, you will never guess, Wuyou is actually drunk! Drunk! Hahahaha..."
Seeing Bai Yumo's crazy laughter, Yan Qingli felt helpless at first, but then she was also infected by the devilish laughter. She couldn't help but laugh softly and asked, "Is it true? How much alcohol did she drink?"
"No...haha...not much! The city lord is so stingy that he didn't even give us half a jar of what we have at home. Besides, the alcohol content of the grain wine is low, so he got drunk!
"Ahahaha, I never expected that her sleep problems of the past few days could be solved with just a few glasses of wine! Isn't that amazing? And her drunken face looks like a chubby red apple, so tempting! I really want to take a bite and taste it hahaha..."
Especially when she opens her eyes, the red blush at the corners of her eyes is charming, and her eyes seem to be filled with autumn water, as if covered with a layer of mist, making her look both aggrieved and charming, with rippling water waves that are pure and lustful, making people unable to stop.
Bai Yumo was very considerate and took the jade token to Shen Wuyou's bed, taking pictures of her from head to toe. Her face was full of excitement and unscrupulousness as a bad friend who actively shared ugly photos of her friend.
Yan Qingli naturally wouldn't miss this opportunity. She took a peek inside, then covered her face with her hands and laughed. She said helplessly, "Why is she so drunk? I can't let her drink outside anymore."
"That's for sure." Bai Yumo sat down on the bed, looking at Shen Wuyou's charming and beautiful face, and her suddenly red cheeks, and couldn't help but laugh out loud, saying happily:
"I guess once she wakes up, she'll avoid alcohol on her own. Why should we worry about her?"
“It’s just a pity…”
"What a pity?"
"It's a pity that I don't have that thing to take a picture of her or record a video, alas..."
Bai Yumo's face was full of regret. After all, Wuyou's appearance was a once-in-a-century phenomenon. It would be a shame not to preserve it as a commemoration.
Yan Qingli remained silent and smiled softly, "Then you better be careful. You'll have to pay for what you've done."
Bai Yumo glanced at her: "You don't want to?"
Yan Qingli smiled like a fellow traveler: "I do."
“…”
An Lanqing was confused by the conversation between the two women. He knew that his young fiancée was going to say something shocking again.
Even though he was well-read, he had never heard of those unfamiliar words like "video". It was just that he had a quick mind and could roughly understand their meaning.
But if it was said that she was deliberately concealing it, Mo'er didn't mean that. No matter what it was, she could say it freely in front of him with him present. Although she never explained it, she didn't guard against him or treat him as an outsider, right?
An Lanqing thought that his little fiancée must be hiding some secrets, and what made him happy was that she had no intention of hiding it from him, but it seemed... the time was not yet ripe. Perhaps Mo'er thought those secrets were too unusual and was afraid that he could not accept them for the time being, so she wanted him to get used to them slowly and understand them slowly before telling them.
In this case, there is no need to rush.
An Lanqing smiled knowingly. He just stood there quietly, looking at the pretty girl with a bright smile, which made him happy.
He stood gracefully in white, his black hair tied in a crown, his eyebrows and eyes were modest, a gentleman like an orchid, gentle like jade, lowering his eyes and curling his lips in a soft smile, which really fits the saying -
Standing like a delicate orchid and a jade tree, smiling like the bright moon in your arms.
Unlike his gentle and modest nature, Ling Wangqing is overly calm and self-controlled.
He was as cold as ice, his face looked like autumn frost, and he was ruthless and cold-blooded. He was so cold that it was outrageous and infuriating to both humans and gods. So even though he was handsome and elegant, and as serene as a god, no one dared to try to get close to him.
That's why Shen Wuyou's drunken and reckless behavior today had left him momentarily stunned, bewildered, and at a loss. It was a feeling he had never experienced before, a tingling, numb feeling that left his mind blank and unable to think.
He couldn't help but think that perhaps this was the ability of the demon race, to bewitch people's hearts and souls, to make people infatuated and let her do whatever she wanted, to obey her words, and then to commit some unforgivable crime!
I see...
No wonder the legend says that a tiny flower demon can cause unrest in the world, bringing about bloody storms, causing the six realms to kill each other, disregarding all living beings, leaving corpses everywhere and bathing the earth in blood. By then, all living beings will be devastated, the world will be devastated, and it will become a holy place of killing and a sea of suffering and hell on earth.
It turns out that she is taking advantage of people’s hearts!
The more Ling Wangqing thought about it, the more he felt that Shen Wuyou was too dangerous, and it would be better for him to get to know him as soon as possible.
After thinking about it, the idea in his mind became stronger. Holding the hilt of the sword, he seemed to feel that the sword had hardened, and his whole body became colder. His eyes, as deep as a dark pool, did not contain a trace of emotion. Just one glance at him would make people's hair stand on end and shudder.
It’s just that he can’t do it himself, or to be more precise, he can’t do it in front of this group of people.
He went to Xuwang Mountain, hid his strength and joined the team, just to lend a hand, to obtain the eight sacred artifacts as soon as possible, to re-seal the ferocious beast Hunyuan, and to bring peace and stability to the world.
He knew that his identity was still in doubt. If they found out that he had taken action, it would not be so easy to resolve. It might even lead to a lot of trouble, which gave him a headache.
So after much thought, I decided to kill someone with a borrowed knife. It would be most appropriate to lure the person out tonight and then lure in a ghost to silence him.
Shen Wuyou, who was sleeping peacefully, had no idea that the person she had almost had physical contact with today was now plotting how to get rid of her. If she knew all this by reading minds, I wonder how she would feel...
......
The city lord was still pacing back and forth anxiously. Every time he sent people to investigate, the only result he got was "nothing unusual".
How is this possible? Those poisons were carefully tempered by the ghost clan. Even if they have immortal bones to protect them and are not enough to kill them instantly, they will still cause injuries and blood, right?
As the sky darkened, there was still no movement. Could it be that the poison had lost its effect? What should he do then? What would the Ghost King think of him?
betray?
No, that was a consequence he absolutely could not bear!
No, he had to find a way, he had to find some way...
But then I thought, those people weren't even afraid of the deadly poison, so what else could they be afraid of? They possessed immortal bones and spiritual roots. If they fought with force, even if the entire city joined forces, they wouldn't be able to hurt them at all!
What should I do... What should I do...
Wait! Everyone in the city!
He suddenly understood as if it had dawned on him, and slapped his head!
"That's right! Immortals are not allowed to hurt people. As long as we threaten them with everyone in the city, are we still afraid that they won't obey?!"
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