Jingyuan could hardly believe everything in front of him.

The moonlight is faint, with sparse stars hanging in the sky, and the traces are covered by dark clouds from time to time. I think there should be strong winds tomorrow.

In the pavilion, Xing Lian held a jasper wine pot in his hand, and slowly sprinkled the fragrant wine in the wine glass. "Jingyuan, I remember one year when the little pigeon I raised flew away. I was sad for a long time at that time. You are the same as today, drinking with me."

Jingyuan raised his eyebrows, his eyebrows and eyes were gentle. He never forgot the days and nights he spent all these years, and he even remembered that night was just like today. The moonlight was as thin as it was, as if it was swallowed up by the clouds.

In fact, the little white pigeon did not fly away, but died on the ice pond. He didn't know how it died, but he chose not to say it. If he said it, it would only increase her sadness.

Xing Lian picked up the wine glass and handed it to him, "I'm very happy that we are finally together again. Can you drink with me tonight? Tomorrow... tomorrow... tomorrow, let Shuangchi take out the beast soul bead for me, and we can be together forever."

The man's hand holding the wine glass was slightly beaten, looked at her for a moment, and raised his head to drink the wine in his hand.

This wine was brewed by Xinglian himself. It was mellow and delicious, with a hint of intoxicating rosemary. It was sweet and pure and strong. He lived for tens of millions of years. This was not the best wine he had ever drunk, but it was the happiest time he had ever drunk in his life.

"Chen'er, you really want to..." Jing Yuan held Xing Lian's hand that was about to pour wine, with a little hope in his eyebrows, as if he was not sure, and his tone almost made a pleasing voice.

Xing Lian's heart trembled and his head was lowered.

She must hurt him again, but she had to do so. Si Feng Jingyan has arrived and she is going back!

When she raised her eyes again, the star-like eyes were filled with deep care, as if comforting him. She leaned into his arms and buried her face in the broad chest, "I missed hundreds of years, and I am no longer willing to waste my time."

That night, the wine bottle that had been poured all over the floor outside the cave house emptied all the wine brewed in the space storage on Xinglian's chest. The scent of wine filled the entire Shenluo Mountain. When the first ray of sunlight shone in the morning, the woman who was originally lying on the stone table stood up, glanced at the man in purple who was also lying on the table, and slowly walked out of the pavilion.

When walking through the corner, a man in red robe walked out of the corner. He was holding a white fox in his hand. It looked like the fox had been knocked unconscious. At this time, he was holding his fluffy tail and quietly hanging upside down.

"You are so brave. You actually thought of putting wine in a divine beast. Do you know that there is almost no chance of success in doing this?" Shuangchi lightly threw the unconscious fox in his hand, clapped his hands and followed her out.

Xing Lian curled the corners of his lips, "I used all the medicine powder I had taken from the Blood Flame Palace and the medicine I collected from the Sanctuary. If I can't put him down, I can only say that I deserved to be unlucky."

"Well, this is thanks to you that you have a small monster that can resist hundreds of poisons."

"Yes, if there were no Huan Liuyuan, I wouldn't be able to give him a try." Xing Lian stopped and finally looked back at the direction of the pavilion, "Then it's up to you to seal Jingyuan. Where have Si Fengjingyan and the others?"

"I've seen him last night, and now I'm probably waiting at the foot of the mountain."
Chapter completed!