"X... disappeared... it should have been... half a month..." The man said tremblingly: "Even the monitoring person... also... also disappeared..."
"Bastard!" Jing Menghun stood up suddenly, kicked the table flying, jumped up and cursed: "A bunch of trash! A bunch of bastards!"
He circled the room back and forth, roaring anxiously, like a tiger in a cage, with a ferocious face and hostility all over his body.
Turning around and looking back, I found that guy was still in front of me. I couldn't help feeling angry, and slapped him, cursing: "Do you know that you look very annoying?! Don't get out!"
The voice fell, and the man's head flew out, and blood gushed out of the neck cavity, but he was so angry that he didn't know the severity of the attack, and he slapped the man's head off with a slap...
"Grass!" Jing Menghun rushed out like a wild dragon, cursing all the way: "Check it out for me! Check it out hard! Even if you dig up this big Zhao three hundred feet, I have to find him out !"
All the people around saw the madness of the first throne, and they trembled and kept silent. None of them dared to take a breath.
"Check it out~~~~" Jing Menghun looked up to the sky and roared in grief and indignation: "You damn bastard... who the hell are you..."
Almost all of his energy was poured into this sentence, and it was spread far and wide, and it was heard far and near.
In the voice, the extreme aggrieved, depressed, indignant, and desperate hysteria of wanting to vomit blood made everyone who heard it couldn't help but sigh heavily: What is wrong with this child? Such a voice? Even if he was taken to the army's horse stables, stripped naked, fed aphrodisiacs to the horses, and then rotated a thousand horses, he couldn't be so sad and angry, right
Chu Yang faced the mirror and carefully put on his makeup. Jun Lulu and Mr. Wei looked at him from left to right, and he changed little by little from the current appearance to another person, and there was no flaw in any aspect of his figure, face, expression, and eyes, and they couldn't help being amazed. .
Standing in front of him is a man in his forties, including the torment of the wind and frost in his eyebrows and hair, and the vicissitudes of the world in his eyes! The gloom that flowed out inadvertently, the faint loss and melancholy of the passing years expressed when looking back...
Even Jun Lulu, if he saw it suddenly, he would think that it was Jun Qingyang himself in front of him.
As for the authentic 'Jun Qingyang', immediately after Chu Yang finished his disguise, he immediately got off the boat and disappeared into the vast crowd...
His mission is just to lue once; then he can go back to Zhongzhong for three days! In the next three days now, there is only one Jun Qingyang—whether it is true or not, it is true!
The three of them sat around the table and celebrated with each other.
"Qing Yang, I didn't expect you to have such a skill." Master Wei held the wine glass, squinted at Chu Yang with a half-smile, and said, "How did you fake the vicissitudes between the brows? You teach me. "
"It's very simple..." Chu Yang drank a glass of wine and smiled bitterly: "As long as you say goodbye to the one you love, the one you love will die in your arms... Then, you will be loved by your dearest one again." My brother betrayed me once, and I lost my life to hate the sky. Then live this life again with the memory... I guarantee that even if you are a baby, you will still have a sense of vicissitudes in your eyes."
"Hahaha..." Mr. Wei laughed and burst into tears, leaning forward and backward: "Die once? Live again? Haha... You are so funny, his grandma, I really didn't expect that you can tell jokes like this."
"But this way you can really appreciate the taste of life." Chu Yang's serious expression only caused Mr. Wei to burst out laughing again. For such a thing, no one would believe it.
Like you and me, suddenly one day a friend of ours stood in front of us and said: Hey, buddy, I was born again! I remember that you went begging for food in your last life... I don’t know how you guys would react, anyway, I would pick up a physical copy of the Nine Heavens of Aoshi and shoot it all at once on the spot, and kept shooting until I died: Grass, you thought you were Chu Yang! …
"Wei, this is feasible." Jun Lulu smiled sweetly, looked at Mr. Wei with full eyes, and said leisurely: "I just don't know... If this is the case, who died in your arms?" ?”
"Ahem..." Mr. Wei coughed awkwardly, stood up and said, "I'll go get the wine..."
There was a trace of resentment in Jun Lulu's eyes.
When Mr. Wei came back with a pot of wine, he met Chu Yang's meaningful gaze head-on, and couldn't help but blushed, and said haha: "Why, what are you looking at me like that for?"
"Brother Wei, I have a question for you." Chu Yang said flatly, "With your cultivation, how long can you live?"
Mr. Wei smiled and said: "This kid, come to touch my bottom again." He pondered for a while while holding the wine glass, and said: "If you don't get fatally injured, you don't die in the hands of others... It should take hundreds or thousands of years Can you live?"
He used an uncertain tone.
Chu Yang smiled and said, "If you still have regrets when you die... Do you have a chance to live again to make up for it?"
"..." Mr. Wei looked at him, suddenly speechless, pondered for a while, sighed a long time, and said: "How do you know what will happen in this life?"
"That's right." Chu Yang sighed softly, pouring a glass of wine into his throat as well, patted his big tui lightly with his fingers, and whispered softly: "How do you know what's going to happen in this life? How long will you be beautiful? How long will the flowers bloom and fade in the valley? Who says there are no regrets in this life?"
Mr. Wei trembled all over, just when he picked up the wine glass and stopped in the air, the wine suddenly splashed out and dripped on the table, leaving stains one by one.
"It's like this wine stain... At this moment, there is still the smell of wine, but slowly, it dries up, leaving only a trace. But even after thousands of years, this table cannot deny that there was once a wine stain on its own. The body disappeared and died." Chu Yang sighed softly: "The same is true for people!"
Mr. Wei lowered his head and remained silent, as if he was making a difficult choice in his heart. After a long time, he raised his head, poured the remaining half of the glass of wine into his mouth, and swallowed it carefully. Shen Shen said: "Although I wasted a lot, I still drank most of the good wine after all. My life... will have no regrets."
Chu Yang laughed out loud. Picking up the jug, poured a glass for himself, and drank it all in one gulp, saying: "It's a pity to waste even a drop of such fine wine..."
Mr. Wei grinned, and said, "But it won't be wasted in the future. Ah Lu, don't you think so?" The latter sentence was said to Jun Lulu with a salivating face.
Jun Lulu's pretty face was cloudy, at a loss for what to do, a generation of qin masters, at this moment she was as shy as a little girl, flustered and embarrassed, and said: "I don't understand what you are talking about... two big men were drunk and said Nonsense... and no shame..."
"Yeah, I admit that I'm drunk... what I'm talking about is nonsense." Chu Yang chuckled: "Brother Wei, I'll toast you again. This wine is delicious."
"That is, that is." Mr. Wei said with a smile: "This is my wine! Doesn't taste good?"
"Hahaha..." The two of them tossed and discussed the cups, and the drinking was extremely lively.
Finally, Jun Lulu couldn't stand the two talking more and more bluntly, and snorted angrily, covered his face and stood up, cursing in embarrassment, joy, panic and embarrassment: "I can't stand you... hum!"
With a twist of her slender waist, a gust of fragrant wind left behind and disappeared.
"It's strange... We drank well, why is she suddenly shy?" Chu Yang laughed loudly.
"Haha... She's afraid that I'll drink secretly tonight..." Mr. Wei danced and laughed. With a sudden whoosh, a shoe flew out from behind the other side of the veil and hit him squarely on the head. There was a faint screeching sound from inside, 'Hmph! '
Two joys.
The sound of the piano sounded, and this time, the sound of the piano lacked the arrogance of the past, and became lingering. It seemed that a pair of affectionate men and women had ended their good affairs; Looking forward to... beaming.
Chu Yang laughed, pushed the cup and stood up; said: "Hey, you have wine to drink, I don't have any, go back to bed." Mr. Wei pointed at him happily and cursed: "You poor talker, I don't know when you will be able to drink." Change, don't spill your wine..."
"I won't spill my wine." Chu Yang smiled, turned and went out.
As soon as the sound of the piano changed, it rose melodiously, with deep emotion. Chu Yang listened intently, but it turned out to be a song "Thank You Jun En".
There was a meaningful smile on the corner of his mouth, and he laughed loudly: "I am not the emperor. But... if you really want to thank me..."
He winked at Mr. Wei: "You owe me one more time. After a while, I will go to Zhongtian to ask you for it."
Mr. Wei raised his eyebrows and said: "If you take your good wine... I will not be stingy."
"Definitely." Chu Yang laughed and walked away. This time I really went back to sleep.
Mr. Wei sat quietly in front of the table, with a smile on his lips, and murmured: "If you still have regrets when you die... Do you have a chance to live again to make up for it??"
Shaking his head suddenly, he groaned softly: "How do you know what will happen in this life? How long will you be beautiful? In the valley where flowers bloom and fade, who says there is no regret in this life? Good poetry, good poetry. Chu Yang, I really appreciate it now is you."
After finishing speaking, he stood up and said in a low voice: "The wine here is finished, but is that glass of wine allowed?" Frowning, he took two steps and said, "If you don't allow it, you have to drink it!"
Just rushed in.
At this moment, a gentle voice sounded: "Brother Wei is here? Di Wuqingrou please see me!"
Young Master Wei stopped in his tracks immediately, stunned like a puppet. After a long time, he spat bitterly and cursed: "This bastard came at a really bad time. I just wanted to drink... I was feeling uncomfortable, so he came..."
puff! A pillow flew out of it and hit him on the face, Jun Lulu said in an embarrassed voice: "People are looking for you, why don't you go quickly?"
Mr. Wei let out a long sigh, turned around and walked out; he secretly felt ruthless: "Fifth Qingrou, you'd better give me a reason! Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"
I went step by step.
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I didn't expect the fourth change to be coded until five o'clock in the morning... I revised it three times, and finally wrote a bit of the charm I wanted. Ha ha…
The debt owed has been compensated. ro@.