This host can deal with it, let her be a villain, she really does

Chapter 102: Passionate but always ruthless, I feel like I can’t laugh (20)

"Then I won't drink."

She compromised like this, but the boy was still unhappy. He was like a naughty child who would never grow up, grumbling, "Why don't you drink it if it tastes so good?"

Her tone was helpless, "Isn't it that you don't want me to drink?"

The young man was angry and dissatisfied. He raised his chin harshly, but his eyes were bright, "I won't let you drink it, but if you say a few nice words, I might be happy and I'll let you drink it."

This put her in a difficult position. She thought for a long time, and then softly said a kind word under the young man's seemingly arrogant but expectant gaze.

"...A-Lian is the best."

In her mind, this was already the best thing to say.

The young man looked reluctant, but in fact the tips of his ears were already red, and he still pretended to be unruly and proud, showing both disgust and reward, "How can this be considered a good thing? Forget it, I reluctantly agreed.

You drink."

The young leaves are bright green, and the floating green rain looks like awe-inspiring spring. The sun is bright and bright, and the warm golden light shines on people's bodies, which is warm.

The scene has not changed, but things have changed.

Shen Yue drank half of the pot. The wine was so strong and strong that it burned his throat and heart as if it had been burned.

Xin Xi's drinking capacity is better than Shen Yue's. She looked at the white-clothed immortal rubbing his eyebrows and smiled, "Senior brother, why is your drinking capacity still so bad?"

Xuancheng also saw Shen Yue's white jade-like ears with red tips, her begonia-like delicate and gorgeous lips still stained with glistening wine, and her eyes covered with a white cloth, which looked like she was drunk but not drunk.

These drinks are nothing to Xuancheng, just like drinking water. "Senior brother, you are really getting worse every year."

Xuancheng no longer called him the leader, and his expression became more and more intimate.

Xinxi felt a little fuzzy after drinking a pot, so she left first.

Xuancheng looked at Shen Yue, who had an expressionless face and red ears, and suddenly thought of teasing, "Are you drunk?"

Shen Yue shook her head, "No, it's nothing."

She can still do it one more time!

He seemed drunk.

Xuancheng laughed softly, touched the white-clothed immortal, and his jade fan drew a light pink red mark, "Then do you still know who I am?"

"Xuan...cheng."

Every word she spoke, and her cold tone seemed to have a hint of lingering sadness.

Xuancheng touched his numb ears and helped up the quiet and well-behaved Shen Yue, "Let's go, I'll take you back to Zinc Qing Palace."

"don't want."

Her eyebrows were clear and cold, as clear as gurgling water. She pursed her red lips, showing a rare willfulness.

Xuancheng found Shen Yue like this very interesting, so for the first time, he did not just leave the person here to fend for himself, but asked patiently: "Why?"

Her voice was soft and indifferent, "I am superfluous."

This is the drunk Xi Yu. No matter what is asked, she will answer obediently. She is not as taciturn as when she is sober, and is as cold as an ice cube.

One of Xuancheng's favorite things in the past was to get Xi Yu drunk, and then make excuses to reveal all of Xi Yu's secrets. It was extremely wicked.

When Xuancheng heard that this was the reason, he was happy, "Why are you so redundant? Then you have your own territory."

Shen Yue lowered his head, looking uninterested and even a little melancholy, "You don't understand."

Her brow bones are noble, like distant mountains and still water. There is not a trace of emotional fluctuations in her, but it seems that there is no wind and waves.

The more Shen Yue looked like this, the more curious Xuancheng became, and he felt a feather gently scratching his heart, itching very much.

But Shen Yue stopped talking. Her eyes were covered with a white cloth, and Xuancheng didn't know if she was asleep.

However, Xuancheng was quickly attracted by the white cloth. Speaking of which, he had never looked into Shen Yue's eyes.

Since she was very young, Shen Yue's eyes have been covered with a soft white cloth and she has never taken it off.

While there was no one around, Xuancheng thought for a while, but still couldn't suppress his curiosity, and gently cut off the white cloth.

Shen Yue fell asleep with her eyes closed, which was expected, but she was still a little disappointed.

Xuancheng became even more bold. He craned his neck to get a closer look.

The long and thick eyelashes are like butterfly wings, which seem to stir people's heartstrings.

Xuancheng didn't dare to look at it and tied the white cloth quietly.

He bent down and gently picked up the person, keeping his movements as small as possible.

Xuancheng couldn't help but frown at his excessively thin weight.

Why is it that after hundreds of years, Shen Yue is still so light, as if the wind could blow people away if it gets stronger?

Moreover, the temperature on Shen Yue's body was very low, and Xuancheng felt like he was holding a piece of jade that exuded cold air.

Xuancheng was so familiar with the layout of Zinc Qing Palace that he could recognize it with his eyes closed.

He originally wanted to carry Shen Yue to the palace, but he bumped into a man with sinister features and cold eyes on the corridor.

After being in seclusion for a hundred years, Xuancheng still didn't know that Shen Yue had accepted a disciple.

It's just that this man's appearance looks a bit familiar.

He is actually very similar to Bi Lian!

The most similar thing is the pair of eyes.

Dark, gloomy, gloomy.

He has an extra kind of coldness than Bi Lian, a sharp coldness that seems to be able to stab people silently.

Rong Hua's eyes moved downward lightly, stopping at the white-clothed immortal in Xuancheng's arms.

There was a dark and sinister look in his eyes, and Rong Hua said calmly and indifferently: "Give me the master."

Xuancheng's frown became more and more intense. He did not expect that Shen Yue would take back such a disciple, and the other party's evil aura was too strong. To be honest, Xuancheng didn't like this boy very much at first sight.

Therefore, Xuancheng, who always talked a lot, said nothing and just walked past him into the dormitory.

After he settled Shen Yue, when he went out, he bumped into Rong Hua who was still standing there.

Xuancheng unfolded his jade fan, shook it gracefully, and said casually: "Are you Xi Yushou's apprentice?"

His question seemed to be knowingly asking, and his eyes were critical, as if he was looking at a piece of merchandise.

Rong Hua looked over expressionlessly.

Xuancheng put away his fan and suddenly realized, "Oh, why did I forget that Xiyu is blind."

With these words of unclear meaning, Xuancheng left.

What he said was too straightforward, clearly expressing that Shen Yue fell in love with him because he was blind, and that he took a huge advantage to become Shen Yue's apprentice.

The reality is indeed such a thing.

Everyone felt that he was not worthy to be the disciple of Xiyu Immortal Lord.

He didn't know how long he stood there, until his legs were numb, and then he slowly walked into the dormitory.

The fairy in white clothes didn't know when she was half-leaning on the soft couch. The long white cloth was casually thrown to the ground. She closed her eyes lightly. Her snow-white clothes were like snow and frost, and her long hair was hanging down like a waterfall. Body, she bent her fingers to support her forehead, her finger bones were like jade.

(End of chapter)