Unexpectedly, this carefree drunk turned out to be a magic dragon.
The eldest disciple of Patriarch Panlong, the most outstanding disciple of the Xianlong Cave... has fallen to such a point today.
In an instant, the past between Ye Qingxuan and Xianlong Cave when he first entered the rivers and lakes was like replaying an old movie, and scenes emerged in his mind one by one.
The heroic Mo Yeli, the loyal and rough Elder Mu Zhe, the handsome and witty Jiang Shuihan, the opponents of the Demon Dragon, the Nightmare Dragon, and the terrifying Patriarch Panlong, as well as the "Woman" who admired him very much the first time they met. Heaven's End Hand" Xue Gongwang, his apprentice Yan Jingshu and Xue Wengong who was always against him...
These familiar faces, either long dead, or not masked for a long time, flooded in like a tide today, making Ye Qingxuan's heart throbbing.
Dazed for a while, Ye Qingxuan finally surfaced from the bottom of the water, took a deep breath, and sighed: "It's been a long time since I saw you...how could you..."
Ye Qingxuan was very surprised. In his memory, Patriarch Panlong was jealous of this outstanding apprentice who surpassed himself, so he found an excuse to throw him into a water prison, tortured him day and night, and later fought against Xianlong Cave several times, accidentally saving his life.
It stands to reason that after being rescued, even if Molong no longer enters the world, with his skills, he will never be reduced to this point. Originally, Ye Qingxuan hadn't heard from him for a long time, and he thought he was happy and happy somewhere, but unexpectedly, he was in Xiangyang Mansion. It was a big surprise to him to see the desolate situation in a street.
The magic dragon took a deep breath, sighed, opened his worn-out robe, revealing the huge scar on his abdomen, and said: "Although a certain family was rescued back then, the sea of Qi in Dantian was destroyed by the old thief Panlong. It’s a pity that my skills are gradually dissipating, and I have already lost my skills a few years ago and became a useless person. Jianghu road has nothing to do with me anymore.”
At the core of the scar is a fist mark, and countless lightning-like scars spread around. Not only the appearance is terrifying, but with Ye Qingxuan's eyesight, he can see at a glance that his dantian's sea of energy has long since collapsed. Even if an outsider injects the stellar energy, it will gradually overflow and finally dissipate into nothing.
Ye Qingxuan couldn't bear it, he couldn't help but sighed, and said slowly: "Since Brother Molong has encountered such a situation, why didn't you explain to me... Although you and I had some conflicts at the beginning, but time has passed, and the Ye brothers will definitely not Just sit idly by."
Molong smiled lightly, and said: "Although Molong is a useless person, willing to degenerate, but he is not willing to rely on others' sympathy to survive. In my life, I wrongly worshiped my master, and I have to blame myself. Even if I am not an enemy with your brothers, it is by no means an enemy. Friends, let me humble myself to you, I'm sorry, I'm not Qu Liyuan, and I haven't grown such a cheap bone on my body."
Qu Liyuan, whose real name is Li Yuanzi, is the proud disciple of Li Wei, the "collapsing mountain rhinoceros" of the Xianlong Cave. Later, he was sent to Motian Ridge as a liaison officer for the alliance between Xianlong Cave and Motian Ridge. He was accepted by Ye Qingxuan who returned from the Holy Land. Betrayed from Xianlong Cave.
Now Qu Liyuan is serving as a first-rank bodyguard under Jiang Shuihan.
Seeing that the dragon still looked rebellious, Ye Qingxuan didn't know how to speak for a while.
The magic dragon smiled slightly, and said calmly: "I have already walked enough on the road of rivers and lakes. Since God gave me such an ending, let me live every day. Ye Qingxuan, I have accepted your favor today. If you still think highly of me , don’t pity me. Goodbye!”
As soon as the words fell, the magic dragon turned around and left stubbornly.
Ye Qingxuan stared at it for a while, finally sighed secretly, and said loudly: "Long time no see... How about having a drink together?"
The Demon Dragon stood stiffly, and after a while, he turned his head and smiled, and said, "One cup is too little, I want one altar, no... ten altars."
"Okay." Ye Qingxuan replied decisively.
The magic dragon smiled and walked forward. "I know there is an old tavern in Xiangyang Prefecture. It tastes good. I have been greedy for a long time, but the store refused to give me a drop. Today, I want to drink up all his old wine, so that he will never be greedy for me again. Hahaha..."
The dragon was so thin that only a thick skeleton was left, but it was still straight.
…
In this old shop on the bank of the river, Ye Qingxuan was also a drinker here.
A full three hours passed, and the shopkeepers were already sleeping soundly on the table, while the magic dragon's eyes were bright, and he was still pouring non-stop.
A total of twenty altars of old wine, the two of them really drank all the good wine in this old shop.
For a person obsessed with martial arts, the destruction of his dantian is tantamount to the end of his life.
It can be seen that Demon Dragon is unwilling, but fate played a big joke on him, making him extremely unwilling to die like this, and also unwilling to live like this.
In this world, some people deserve to die a good life, some people don't deserve a good life, and most people are struggling between a good death and a good life.
There was a sad light in the magic dragon's eyes, so it was a kind of struggle.
Bang!
An empty jar hit the ground and shattered into countless pieces. The magic dragon wiped the wine stains from the corner of his mouth and shouted: "Shopkeeper, bring three more jars of good wine."
The shopkeeper, who was sleeping drowsily, jumped up in fright, rushed back to the shop, brought three jars of fine wine, and at the same time said with a bitter expression: "Masters, these are really the last three jars of old wine in the shop." If you want to drink again, only your eighteen-year-old daughter will be red."
"Noisy, do you think I don't have money for drinks?" The magic dragon was about to get angry as soon as he slapped the table.
At this time, he was already so drunk that his tongue started to tie up when he spoke.
The shopkeeper was about to explain, but Ye Qingxuan winked and waved him back.
"Don't make things difficult for the store owner..." Ye Qingxuan said lightly, "The daughter Hong of this family is also very good."
The magic dragon smiled to himself, slapped open the mouth of the wine jar, drank half of the jar in one gulp, sighed, and said in a deep voice: "Oh, the tiger has fallen into the sun, retribution, retribution... Originally, I wanted to use these fine wines to drown myself to death. To avoid embarrassment, I didn't expect that I lost my martial arts, but I can still drink so well, hahaha... "
Throwing a peanut into the entrance, the dragon's eyes were drunk, looked at Ye Qingxuan, and said with a smile: "Heavenly reincarnation, hehe, if it was a few years ago, how could you have expected that one day you and I would sit and drink together?"
Ye Qingxuan said with a smile: "The fate of life is like this. Who said that the enemies back then would not become friends?"
Molong shook his head and said, "Ye Qingxuan, you are wrong."
"Oh? I was wrong? Where is the mistake?" Ye Qingxuan also felt a little drunk.
The magic dragon pointed to the night sky where the moon hung high, and said with a smile: "Our fate is like two floating clouds in the night sky. It may sometimes look like they overlap, but they are different in height. In fact, they are forever. will not meet."
Unexpectedly, the old boy Molong could say such a great truth, Ye Qingxuan couldn't help admiring him, and after a while he choked out a sentence: "Brother, as the saying goes, 'wine is poison for the intestines', drink less, drink too much … watch out for gastric perforation—”