Chapter 17 (2/2)
In the past ten thousand years, not only the people Xu Yang once knew were gone, but also many changes had taken place between heaven and earth.
Listening to the dialect in his ear, Xu Yang seems to have returned to the days ten thousand years ago, when he also had such a group of friends who could drink together.
”The taste of this wine is not so good. I'll steal my father's collection when I have a chance. Let's try it.”
Xu Yang took a look at the serious dialect, two people looked at each other, and then they both laughed.
The cloud beast cub seemed to feel the atmosphere between the two people, and kicked away the glass placed in front of him.
Then the cloud beast cub breathed and puffed the clouds in the dialect's surprised eyes.
”Brother, what kind of monster are you? It looks like fun.”
Looking at the magical appearance of cloud beast, the dialect is actually a funny evaluation.
If you let him know that the fun cloud beast in his mouth has the fighting power of yuanyingjing in adulthood, I'm afraid that standing in dialect can directly kneel on the ground.
Xu Yang didn't intend to say anything about the supernatural power of cloud beast. He just followed the dialect.
”I picked it up from the roadside. I don't know what kind of monster it is.”
Although the cloud beast is still a cub, it has been psychic. For Xu Yang, it directly stretched out its small claws to leave a mark on Xu Yang.
Xu Yang discovered the cloud beast's movement early. With a smile and a flick of his finger, the cloud beast's body flew out of the table.
Why is it flying
The dialect has already drunk a lot at this time, and does not care about the next scene.The cloud beast's body crossed an arc in mid air and was about to fall to the ground.
Cloud beast suddenly turned his head and spewed out a cloud. Cloud beast borrowed strength from the cloud and jumped in front of Xu Yang.
The cloud beast, who had been taught a lesson for a time, did not dare to stretch out his claws any more. His small body rubbed against the back of Xu Yang's hand.
The humanized expression in his eyes seems to be telling his grievances.
For cloud beast's performance, Xu Yang didn't care, just gave it a glass of wine.
The dialect didn't care how cloud beast came back. After throwing a chicken leg in front of cloud beast, he boasted to Xu Yang again.
When Xu Yang and dialect finished drinking, it was dark, and there were few guests in the whole drunken dream building at this time.
”Brother, I'll tell you. It will be over sooner or later
The drunken dialect is supported by Xu Yang. After seeing the present scene of drunken dream building, he shouts out loud.
The bustard waiting by the side is almost crying. Today's business is worse than before.
It's not because of the boy who followed you two. The fairy is here. I don't know how many guests are scared away.
This procuress is in the heart now bitter, but can't say again.
The elder of zhujijing, who is fond of living and providing for himself, can't even stop Ling Qingshu's breath of gold elixir.
From this, we can think of Ling Qingshu's strength. The fairy said that she could not let her maid serve the dishes. The people who served the dishes in the drunken dream hall today were all changed into Guigong.
The fairy also said, can't let the girl go upstairs, the procuress is very obedient to all the girls to drive back to his room.
”Madam, why don't you have a girl in the drunken dream building today? Young master, I still want to have a big fight?”
Dialect vaguely said, if not for Xu Yang's help, he is absolutely lying on the ground now.
Ling Qingshu heard this, and then glared at the dialect with one eye, hoping to kill this guy.
Xu Yang didn't have much thought. After handing the drunken dialect to the Fang family's guard, he took Ling Qingshu out of the Zuimeng building.
Two people disappeared in the street in the night and left Qizhou city.