Chapter 70: Cultivation of Immortality and Invincibility (70)
"Drink less, don't get so drunk that you can't walk."
Zhou Ye was in a great mood.
There were even more words.
She held the jar, filled it for herself, raised the big bowl to her mouth and drank it all in one gulp.
Wei Jun looked at the wine in front of him hesitantly. It was clear in color and rich in taste, with a hint of spiciness in the mellow aroma.
He looked at Zhou Ye, who had already poured him a second bowl, and he seemed to be drinking happily.
So the man stretched out his hand, pinched the edge of the bowl with two white jade-like fingers, held it in front of him and sniffed it gently.
When Zhou Ye started pouring the third cup, Wei Jun took a sip.
The mellow and spicy liquid enters the throat, seeming to ignite a fire all the way to the heart.
After the spiciness is over, savoring it again is an indescribable feeling.
Wei Jun frowned slightly, with a somewhat disgusted expression on his usually thin and smoke-like face.
As a sacred tree, he was extremely sensitive to water. This wine was mixed with too many flavors and impurities. Wei Jun put down the bowl with a sip and silently pushed it away.
Zhou Ye looked at him sideways.
"Don't like it?"
"Well, it doesn't taste good."
Zhou Ye raised his eyebrows and smiled in confusion.
"I think the most delicious thing in the world is thousands of fine wines."
Wei Jun looked at her and saw the two clouds of clouds on the woman's face, which spread to her earlobes, and her eyes that were originally clear and bright became somewhat blurry.
Such a posture is rare. Wei Jun propped his elbows on the table with a smile in his eyes.
"You're drunk, drink less."
Although Zhou Ye was not quite conscious, he was very aware that he was drunk.
She nodded and continued drinking silently.
Wei Jun couldn't stop her and could only watch her drink.
In the end, she drank a whole jar of wine and fell asleep quietly on the table.
Don't make a fuss even when you're drunk. Wei Jun curled his lips, stood up and walked to Zhou Ye, stretched out his hands to hug her waist.
She was carrying a heavy knife on her back, so Wei Jun could only hold the handle of the knife against his chest and carry her downstairs.
Zhou Ye slept soundly and didn't even wake up after being put on the bed.
Wei Jun looked at the knife behind her and knew it was her treasure, so he gently pushed the knife to her side so as not to stand between her.
Covering himself with the quilt, he sat on the edge of the bed and looked at it quietly for a while, then finally got up and walked silently to the door.
As soon as the door closed, a low shout came from behind.
"Master's Wife?"
Wei Jun turned around and saw that it was Yao Wuxian.
"Yeah."
"Master was drunk for another three days?"
Yao Wuxian looked around the room, his expression a little downcast.
Wei Jun looked at him and said calmly.
"If you don't want to leave with her, why do you still call her master?"
Yao Wuxian stopped talking and lowered his eyes sadly to hide the guilt in his eyes.
"At that time, I thought Master had killed everyone. I lost control of my mood and said some harsh words."
Wei Jun nodded, turned around and walked down the stairs, followed closely by Yao Wuxian.
"Later I discovered that those people were just fainted and Master did not kill them. Only then did I realize that I had misunderstood Master."
"What's wrong with killing them?"
Wei Jun suddenly asked quietly.
Yao Wuxian paused slightly and raised his eyes to look at Wei Jun's back.
Why would he say such cruel words even if he is such a wise master?
"Many of them don't know who Master is, and have never even seen her. They are only there because of circumstances. Those people don't deserve to die."
"So they showed up there just to see her die, right?"
(End of chapter)