Chapter 194

"roll--"

Ye Jinchuan tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart, seeing Feng Zhi's appearance, he was extremely annoyed.

"Yes, yes... the little one, get out, the little one, get out..." Your young master really got out, and his embarrassed appearance was really funny.

"Stop--"

The young master left the room, Ye Jinchuan hurried to the bed.

He shook Feng Zhi's shoulder, but it was difficult to wake her up.

"Hmm... my head hurts..." Feng Zhi's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he muttered indistinctly with a distressed expression on his face.

"Master will take you home."

Ye Jinchuan didn't understand why Feng Zhi, who had always been well-behaved and sensible, would come to this kind of place and get drunk like this, but now he has no intention of being held accountable.

He lifted Feng Zhi up, took off his black robe and put it on Feng Zhi's body, wrapped Feng Zhi tightly, tied the neckband, Feng Zhi was carried on his back by Ye Yuanchuan, just like ten years ago.

He went downstairs step by step, and the people around were silent. Someone secretly glanced at Ye Jinchuan, but his eyes almost froze him.

"My immortal master, is this girl your friend?" Just as Ye Jinchuan was about to step out the door, a steady voice sounded behind him.

"..." Ye Jinchuan didn't make a sound, but just paused, waiting for the man to continue talking.

"Hahaha, there is no other meaning, it's just that this girl is drinking in the building and hasn't paid for the drink yet." It was the owner of the shop who spoke, and he knew that cultivators must follow a rule, that is, not to hurt others.

"when--"

Something fell from Ye Jinchuan's waist, it was a bag of money.

Ye Jinchuan walked away with his sword, leaving only the first floor at a loss.

"Thank you, son!" The shop owner nodded, expressing his satisfaction. One person earned two shares of money.

Inside the Wangxian Gate, in the Kunling Palace, there is a small courtyard.

Ye Jinchuan stepped into the room, and gently put Feng Zhi on the bed.

"Well, it's so hot..." The drunken Feng Zhi raised his hand and tugged at his black robe, of course he didn't know that Ye Jinchuan was staring at her with an angry look on his face.

"When you wake up, I'll argue with you." Ye Jinchuan helplessly supported Feng Zhi's shoulders, untied the black robe that was draped over her just now, and threw it on the shelf beside her.

Looking at the half-unbuttoned belt and messy clothes, he hesitated: I'd better tidy it up for her, and hope that she won't remember anything when she's drunk.

He helped her straighten her clothes, she fell into his arms, her face pressed against Ye Jinchuan's chest, the coolness of Ye Jinchuan's coat made Fengzhi feel very comfortable, he hugged her simply, muttering: "It's so comfortable... ..."

"..." Ye Jinchuan's hands froze in place, and he lowered his head. The man's brows and eyes were slightly frowned, and he really looked good.

For some reason, Ye Jinchuan also felt a bit hot in his heart, his face was slightly hot, and his breath became a lot messy.

"Sit down!"

There was a bit of reprimand in the tone, but how could Feng Zhi hear it?

"call--"

Ye Jinchuan sighed, fastened Feng Zhi's belt, and then wanted Feng Zhi to lie on the bed, Feng Zhi's body was as soft as water.

The moment Ye Jinchuan asked Feng Zhi to lie down, Feng Zhi suddenly opened his eyes.

"Zhi... Zhi'er?" Ye Jinchuan was slightly surprised: Are you awake now?

"Master..."

Ye Jinchuan was about to say something, but Feng Zhi suddenly sat up again, that action made him too late to react, and almost touched his face, Ye Jinchuan turned his body.

"Sleep well when you're drunk."

"Master—"

Feng Zhi must have been very drunk, looking at the familiar figure in front of him, he grabbed the lapel of the person in front of him with one hand.

Ye Jinchuan frowned, thinking that this girl is so messed up, why don't she just cast a spell to make her fall asleep?

"Master... woo..." Feng Zhi wrapped his arms around Ye Jinchuan's shoulders, and suddenly tears welled up.

Ye Jinchuan's hand that was about to cast a spell stopped in mid-air. This is... what kind of grievance did he suffer?
"Master...a little girl asked me today, what is evil? I can't answer..."

"..."

"We kill evil demons and harm people to do evil, but the ones who harm people are not only demons?"

"The little girl asked me, why don't you kill the wicked? I still can't answer... look at the rules of the immortal sect?"

"Master, do you really want to have a peaceful life if you kill all the evil monsters in this world?"

"You said...you said we get rid of the human demon, who will take care of the people in the world?"

"..." This series of questions also stopped Ye Jinchuan. He stared blankly at the girl in front of him, she had indeed grown up.

"Master...I don't understand...can you tell me?"

"Hehehe..." After that question, Feng Zhi suddenly laughed again: "She died right in front of me, she was only so young... How hard do you think a person can be so that he can't live?" ? That's why... make up your mind to hit that blunt wall?"

"Master... maybe... I know..."

Drunk people are still drunk, and awake people are in a daze.

While talking, Feng Zhi gradually fell asleep, Ye Jinchuan put her on the bed again, covered her with the quilt, and went out to get some hot water.

Wiping your face with water will always make you feel better when you fall asleep.

Ye Jinchuan held the fetched water, looked at Feng Zhi lying on the bed, and shook his head helplessly, he only took some water, but the quilt had already been kicked aside, Feng Zhi was pulling himself The collar seems to want to untie the clothes.

So I was busy just now!

Ye Jinchuan sat on the edge of the bed, and wiped off the sweat from Feng Zhi's face with a cloth wet with water.

I don't know what Feng Zhi was dreaming about, and there were tears in the corners of his eyes.

Ye Jinchuan thought about the question Feng Zhi asked him just now, and couldn't help saying the word "wicked person" in his mouth.

A magic technique was injected into Feng Zhi's body, eliminating some of Feng Zhi's unbearable heat, and covering her body again with the quilt that was thrown aside.

Picking up the black robe, Ye Jinchuan put it on and went out.

That night, there was a lot of wind and snow.

There is a person who sleeps forever in the snow.

Feng Zhi slept until noon the next day before waking up, her head was still aching, she swore she would never touch alcohol again.

Here... is Wangxian Gate?my room! ?How on earth did I get back last night?Shouldn't I be in the restaurant?

Rubbing between his brows, Feng Zhi only felt that the room was a bit stuffy, he got up and straightened his clothes, opened the window, the snow had stopped outside.

Ye Jinchuan was sitting on the platform under the tree in the courtyard, and the snow on the platform had been swept away by him. Of course, according to Ye Jinchuan's temperament, it might be the snow swept away by casting a spell.

"Are you awake?" Ye Jinchuan looked at Feng Zhi who was peeking at him from behind the window.

Feng Zhi scratched his head and responded, "Yes."

When he went out, he found several wine jars in front of Ye Jinchuan, he seemed to have drunk all the wine in the jars, Feng Zhi had never seen his master drink before.

"Master...Master?"

"Ok?"

"Disciple yesterday?"

"Too drunk!" Ye Jinchuan shook his head and chuckled, raised a wine jar and said, "This wine tastes pretty good."

"Disciple...disciple knows his mistake."

"Huh——" Ye Jinchuan breathed out a foul breath, and after several jars of wine, he also felt a little drunk: "You can't drink enough, so don't drink it in the future. Does your head still hurt?"

Feng Zhi shook her head, although her head was still hurting, but fortunately, she could just endure the pain.

(End of this chapter)

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