Chapter 221: Drowning Sorrow with Alcohol
"Mo Wen, why are you back?"
The drunk Zhao Yun glanced at Mo Wen at once. Perhaps this guy's brain was still short-circuited and he didn't grasp the point at all.
"Oh, don't ask."
"Come and have a drink."
"Today we won't stop until we are drunk."
Wu Juechen also joined the ranks of those urging people to drink, and immediately stood up and pulled Mo Wen over. He was so enthusiastic.
It's totally different from the past.
"Oh well."
Mo Wen's eyes twitched. These two guys were just like children.
I remember he was like this when he was a child. He would wait until the Chinese New Year to let out all his unhappiness and depression.
Now Mo Wen felt unhappy and depressed.
I just wanted to vent my complicated feelings towards Ling Ran, so why not take this opportunity to drink and do it?
Not knowing how to drink doesn’t mean you can’t drink, you just have to get drunk.
"Fill it up."
Sitting in Ling Ran's seat just now, Mo Wen said in a domineering manner, not knowing whether he smelled Ling Ran's scent or it was fate, and slapped the table.
"Xiao Ran, forget it."
"Everything is better when you're drunk."
Wu Linglong held Ling Ran's waist and said helplessly, "Just let them indulge themselves this time. It's a rare opportunity."
"Um."
After taking a deep look at Mo Wen, Ling Ran and the other girls sat back on the sofa to watch TV. Even the snow fox curled up obediently at everyone's feet.
But everyone's attention was on the three men who were still drinking.
"Mo Wen, how is it this time?"
"Did you kill Long Tianyu?"
Although he knew the possibility was very low, Zhao Yun still couldn't help but ask.
"No."
"He's very cunning."
Mo Wen had a blank expression on his face. As soon as Wu Juechen filled his glass, Mo Wen swallowed it in one gulp.
The spicy feeling flowed down his throat to his abdomen, making his stomach burn.
Over the years, Mo Wen had already learned to be patient. Enduring the physical discomfort, Mo Wen, expressionless, reached out and personally took the bottle of liquor.
“It’s pretty good.”
Mo Wen chuckled and said, Wu Juechen's special liquor is something that ordinary people are not lucky enough to enjoy.
He filled his own cup again and drank it in one gulp. Zhao Yun's eyes widened.
"Don't be like this."
"If you don't catch it, then you don't catch it."
"You have to drink slowly."
Zhao Yun immediately became much more sober, and he held Mo Wen's arm and tried to comfort him earnestly.
Wu Linglong's eyes lit up, it seemed that this guy was not drunk at all, and he was just pretending.
"Come on, good brother, let's clash."
Realizing that he was exposed, Zhao Yun's face changed and he became drunk again. He held Mo Wen's hand and pulled him intimately.
"Gurgle!"
After taking another bite, Zhao Yun’s heart couldn’t take it anymore.
But he was willing to risk his life to accompany a gentleman and drink. Wu Juechen looked at them with a golden light in his eyes and a smile.
Now Wu Linglong and the others finally understood.
These three people are taking the opportunity to indulge themselves.
"But this time I found some incredible problems."
Mo Wen drank one cup after another without using the Ice Technique to relieve himself, enjoying the feeling of having his mind empty and feeling dizzy.
My eyes were dazzled and I wanted to pick up the food on the plate, but I couldn't.
"Eat more vegetables."
"It's not just drinking."
Ling Ran couldn't bear to watch it any longer, so he stood up and walked over, simply sitting next to Mo Wen and helping him pick up the food.
Wu Juechen and Zhao Yun were both seriously slacking off, but Mo Wen was so honest that he was drunk in a short time.
"Okay, thank you."
Mo Wen was stunned for a moment, then actually opened his mouth and waited for Ling Ran to feed him.
"good."
Ling Ran had no choice but to put it into Mo Wen's mouth, and patted his forehead as if to coax a baby.
"tasty."
"Drink, keep drinking."
Mo Wen smiled with satisfaction and raised his glass to Zhao Yun again.
"It looks like someone is really going to get drunk today."
Wu Linglong, who was sitting on the sofa over there, simply crossed her legs and lay on the back of the sofa, looking at Zhao Yun sarcastically.
When they met Mo Wen, this young and foolish man, Zhao Yun and Wu Juechen's plans failed.
"Mo Wen, tell me, what's the big deal?"
Zhao Yun pretended to talk to Mo Wen, put down the wine glass that he had raised to his lips without leaving a trace, frowned and asked seriously.
"Gurgle."
"belch!"
Mo Wen burped loudly, wiped the wine stains from the corners of his mouth, pointed at the snow fox over there and said, "In our era, basically everyone practiced cultivation."
"Things like her are cultivated from ordinary beasts."
"We called them monsters."
"It has the same function as the strange beasts."
"Because the alien beasts are the dilution of their bloodline power."
Zhao Yun was stunned for a moment, frowned, and looked at Wu Juechen, while Wu Juechen continued to sip his wine in an old manner and looked at Zhao Yun and Mo Wen with a smile.
It’s young people’s business, so let young people do it. He doesn’t want to get involved. He finally got a chance to take a break from his busy schedule.
"Did you find anything?"
Zhao Yun asked tentatively.
"right."
“You should know the reason for the end of the world.”
Mo Wen nodded and asked back.
"have no idea."
"Anyway, the climate fusion that came without warning should have been global warming in your era."
"Suddenly it turned into this icy and snowy scene."
Zhao Yun pointed to the snow outside the window and said that in this era, it snows nine out of ten times, and it takes a huge amount of manpower just to clear the snow.
After the protective cover disappeared, although global warming occurred, there was still heavy snow.
"We experienced a world-destroying war in our time."
"All immortal cultivators can ascend to become immortals after reaching a certain realm."
"I don't know why, but the immortal from heaven has come down."
"When countless people were cheering, they started to make trouble."
"Almost all the immortal cultivators perished. At the last moment, the remaining immortal cultivators sealed all the monsters in one place."
"Only Long Tianyu knows that place."
Mo Wen shook his head, feeling gloomy when he thought of this scene.
In this prosperous era of cultivating immortals, everyone is cultivating immortals, but why would those immortals start killing those cultivators?
The faith that I had always dreamed of became the culprit that destroyed myself.
"Now, do you know?"
Zhao Yun asked, suppressing the turmoil in his heart.
"Yes, I understand."
"There are a lot of monsters in there."
"I can feel it."
Mo Wen nodded and drank another glass of wine.
I feel very irritable.
"Then we need to arrest Long Tianyu even more."
"Otherwise, he will release all those monsters when his brain goes haywire."
"That would be a mess."
The strange beasts are so powerful, let alone the monsters before them.
Huge pressure hung over everyone, and Wu Juechen was no longer relaxed.
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