Chapter 581 The Drunken Moon Among the Clouds

After Qin Yi finished speaking by himself, he thought it was quite pretentious at first, but before he had time to put his hands on his hips secretly, his mind was immediately attracted by the smell of wine.

When the plug was pulled out, the scent spread all over the world, spreading to the sky and the earth in the blink of an eye, and the faint smell of blood in the cave did not know where it was covered in an instant.

But the breeze from outside the mountain is coming, and the fragrance of flowers and herbs is completely covered up, as if the whole world only has the fragrance of this fine wine, which penetrates into the heart, permeates the heart, and the soul sways lightly, drunk before drinking.

On a mountain not far away, a bird was sleeping on a tree branch. Suddenly, its feathers fluttered and it opened its eyes. Soon the eyes turned into circles, and it swayed and fell down the tree.

A small animal scuttled by the tree, and soon became shambling.

This is fairy wine... it can be drunk to the gods!

If immortal gods take Wuxiang as the standard, even Wuxiang too pure may be drunk.

Qin Yi didn't know how much Yin Yijiu had bluffed, but at least for now, he could be sure that Hui Yang would definitely be drunk.

This is a rare thing. After cultivating to this level, the body and soul are unparalleled, what kind of wine can make you drunk?

Because of its rarity, this kind of drunken wine is also very rare.

Immortals also want to get drunk.

Always too sober, always see clearly, from a certain point of view is not a very enviable thing.

It's rare to be confused, and the immortal also has the idea of ​​​​getting drunk once.

Just like Xiyue is not addicted to alcohol, she just thinks, don't be so sober, don't count everything, she even has a long time, don't count anything.

Life, old age, sickness and death can be seen at a glance, and people's calculations can be seen through at a glance. After watching for more than 10,000 years, I feel like a numb stone, and everything is meaningless.

The most tragic thing is that they are not yet on top of everything.

A sober beast in a cage that cannot escape.

When can I get drunk?

There's no such wine...at least it's hard to find.

Of course, if you say so, Wu Xiang Da Neng doesn't have such boring self-pity. It's just that when such wine does appear occasionally, maybe not only Xiyue, but also real Zuo Qingtianyu must be interested in conspiring to get drunk.

Qin Yi was pouring wine.

The clear wine in the cup is like a clear spring, and the bright moon in the sky is reflected in the cup, as if there is a moon in the cup.

Xiyue quietly watched him pour the wine, her eyes dim.

Unexpectedly, this is a bosom friend.

He could actually see why he drank... Even Minghe thought that Master was just a hobby. The wine is paired with the most artistic vessel.

But Master is definitely not an alcoholic who is addicted to one thing, it can only be a hobby.

However, Qin Yi saw the true meaning after only seeing two sides. The so-called familiarity is nothing more than 10,000 years of drinking, and I have seen too much.

Qin Yi closed his hand. The wine was flush with the rim of the cup, when the mountain wind stopped suddenly, the wine swayed slightly, causing the moon in the cup to appear as broken shadows, rippling slightly in the ripples.

In front of her was a wine she had never seen before, a pot of good wine that could make her drunk, and a person who understood her heart. The moon is shining in the mountains, the breeze is coming slowly, the night is gradually going away, and the morning light is rising.

Xiyue hadn't had a drink yet, and already felt a little tipsy.

What do you want in life?

"Cheers." Qin Yi poured the wine and raised his glass to invite: "I hope this wine won't disappoint you."

Xiyue smiled slightly, raised her head and finished drinking.

Like the bright moon in a drinking cup.

Xiyue closed her eyes and sipped lightly, as if feeling a little drunk, Qin Yi almost exploded from drinking himself.

It was as if a raging fire was burning in my heart, and the blood in my whole body was mobilized, soaring, my scalp was numb, and my soul was shaking, as if I had fallen into the deepest dream. I don't know what is going on in this life.

The moon is not drunk, he almost got drunk himself.

Xiyue suddenly asked: "What's the name of this wine?"

Qin Yi subconsciously said, "Drunk Moon."

"Zuiyue..." Xiyue looked up at the sky, but there was a strange smile on the corner of her mouth.

She was sure that Qin Yi didn't recognize her identity, but she knew that some things were divine in the dark.

Xiyue habitually did a hexagram, the mental calculation was simple, and she didn't give any conditions, so she just did the calculation casually, and the answer she got was also simple, but after a while: "Hongjian Yulu."

She didn't analyze it for a while, but thought for a while and said, "What do you want?"

Qin Yi shook his head in a daze: "No."

"I will help others get rid of demons with a pot of wine. This wine is the best wine I have ever seen in my life. You can make a request."

"Don't." Qin Yi was so impatient with the drunkenness, Xiyue's words made him a little irritable, he simply stood up and tugged at the skirt of his clothes, and said loudly: "Drinking is drinking, how can there be so much? A pot Alcohol is nothing but a treasure, it’s boring.”

After finishing speaking, I didn't bother to touch Xiyue anymore, and fingered the tassels on her shoulders that had been watching the show: "Bang Bang, do you want to drink? This wine is really awesome."

Liusu smiled and said, "Yes."

Qin Yi pointed the mouth of the wine gourd towards it, and dripped two drops of wine.

Tassel accepted it with an "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Qin Yi hurriedly fished it out, but failed to catch it, Liusu had already grabbed his clothes in mid-air, and climbed up all the way, his eyes were circled.

Seeing that cute look, Qin Yi laughed out loud.

The laughter spread far and wide, spreading across thousands of mountains.

Xiyue tasted the wine slowly, tilting her head to see him smiling.

Qin Yi glanced at her, walked to her side again, and added another glass for her: "Can you still drink?"

Xiyue smiled slightly: "One cup is too little."

"Then come again."

The two drank a glass again, and finally a rosy glow appeared on Xiyue's calm face.

Qin Yi shook even more, pointed at her and said, "It's good that you usually carry the wine around in a casual way...but now you're drinking, but you're sitting so serious, who is it you're pretending to be?"

Xiyue smiled and said, "How are you doing? Do you want to pull me up for a dance?"

"Emmmm... I can't dance." Qin Yi took two steps upside down, looked up at the sky, the sky was gradually dawning, and it was already slightly white.

Qin Yi suddenly clapped his hands and smiled: "How can we have wine without food?"

Xiyue said: "Where are the dishes?"

"Since the bright moon is pouring into your throat, you should hold white clouds to accompany the wine." Qin Yi stretched out his hand: "Let's go?"

Xiyue looked at his big hand, and reached out to hold it without any hesitation. The two of them stomped their feet at the same time, flying into the sky.

Above the clouds, Qin Yi tilted his head back and took a sip, then stuffed the whole gourd to Xiyue: "Hey...you want to get drunk, it's not me. Drink more..."

As he spoke, he staggered two steps and fished for the white cloud.

Qin Yi patted his head, "Clouds are water...not cotton cakes."

A golden light suddenly appeared in his hand.

White clouds swept across the body, and gathered in front of him like a dragon: "Let you be a cotton cake, and you will be a cotton cake!"

The white cloud was compressed into a cake shape, and then changed its attributes.

Turn stone into gold, turn water into cake?

Tassel rolled on Qin Yi's shoulder: "Qin Yi, I want to eat cake too!"

"Yeah, eat cake." Qin Yi fed it, Liusu hugged a piece of cake that was bigger than it, and gnawed into it.

Qin Yi handed over a piece to Xiyue, grinning.

Xiyue ate the completely tasteless Baiyun Cake, and found it very interesting.

How many years... no, how many thousands of years, ten thousand years... has there been no such scene?

This completely tasteless pastry has become the most special delicacy in this life.

Qin Yi was sitting on the cloud, looking at the moon in the distance, and was singing to the beat: "Drink with flowers, and go upstairs without the moon. Three cups lead to the road, and one drunk can relieve a thousand worries..."

Xiyue laughed, and didn't know whether she was a flower or a moon in his eyes at this time... In short, it was a pleasing thing to watch and drink.

On the contrary, I am really ridiculous, what I want is to get drunk, but I dare not get drunk. Even Qin Yi didn't bother to take care of himself anymore, maybe he thought it was boring, and went to enjoy himself with his family Qi Ling.

My mind is full of worries, and I can't rest without a relationship. It's not as good as Huiyang.

She tilted her head back and took a big sip, allowing the drunkenness to overflow her heart unscrupulously.

Pour the bright moon into the throat, hold white clouds to accompany the wine... If you have this intention, why not get drunk?