Nan Xueluo fell to the ground, still clutching the broken sleeve tightly in her hand.

Marrying him was what she had been waiting for for thousands of years.

Will marrying her be his regret in this life?

…

At this moment, Nan Xue was heartbroken.

No, her heart has long been filled with despair, but she clings on to her childhood jokes, one joke lasts for thousands of years.

Eventually the tea got cold and everyone dispersed.

Nan Xueluo closed her eyes, her tears had dried up and could no longer flow out.

These words from the God King were the last straw that broke the camel's back and the last sword that defeated Nan Xueluo.

Are the words spoken in childhood just a joke?

If it was just a joke, why bother marrying her?

Marry her, why not love her?

A piece of clothing material in Nan Xueluo's palm was burned to ashes by the ice and fire. She covered her face with her palms and let out a crazy and creepy laugh.

She has turned herself into a joke!

Countless people in the medicine refining field looked at this scene in astonishment.

The sudden change was unexpected by everyone.

Wang Qinghong and the God King cannot go together.

They didn't expect that Wang Qinghong was actually a cut-sleeve young man and fell in love with the God King at first sight.

Gee, things in the world are often so bizarre.

The God King looked at Nan Xueluo who was covering his face and crying, and for some reason, his heart ached.

It's just that I feel sorry for the sister I held in my hands in the past.

He must not repeat the same mistakes.

The God King covered up his momentary daze, walked to the table, turned his back to Nan Xueluo, and sat down slowly.

He and Fang Yu had already made up their minds. If Fengqi persisted, then he would snatch Ye Qingge away tonight, and then peel off Fengqi who was residing in Ye Qingge's spiritual world.

As long as Fengqi uses the alchemy stone to reshape his body, they can go back to the past and help each other.

Fang Yu's face was expressionless, and his hands wearing patent leather gloves were gently stroking the wine glass. He looked at Nan Xueluo carefully, and his eyebrows under the bamboo hat were frowned.

Nan Xueluo's performance in the medicine refining field was beyond his expectation. He didn't expect that Nan Xueluo would break the boat and come out like this.

Originally, he wanted to subdue Nan Xueluo with the help of the God King. He had the God King on his left and Nan Xueluo on his right. He had Wu Lai behind him to support him, as if he had received God's help.

Nan Xueluo lay on the ground, ignoring the sight of people around her.

Under her body, layers of ice mist floated, so much so that the entire medicine refining ground quickly froze with lightning speed.

Nan Xueluo closed her eyes, wishing to die and never enter the human world again.

The world is so miserable.

Slight footsteps appeared, and a figure stood in front of Nan Xueluo.

Qingge squatted down next to Nan Xueluo with a glass of wine, and handed the glass to Nan Xueluo, "Young Master Wang, the priceless heart-broken wine is brewed by an old friend. Drink it into your throat when you have a broken heart. It is the most enjoyable.

"The heart that cannot be warmed by men is warmed by strong wine."

Nan Xueluo opened her eyes and looked at Qing Ge in a trance.

Heartbroken wine.

What a good name.

Qingge fed her a glass of heart-broken wine, and the fire burned her stomach. Suddenly, Nan Xueluo closed her eyes, and the entire medicine refining field was frozen.

Qing Ge looked down at the wine glass, which was covered with a thick layer of frost.

When looking at Nan Xueluo again, Nan Xueluo grabbed Qingge's arm and climbed up, "Ye Qingge, I'm jealous of you."

Nan Xueluo stumbled away from the feast, as if running away.

Ye Qingge said that she once met a heartless man.

But later, she waited for her husband.

She was jealous and jealous, and she could no longer wait for the God King.

Nan Xueluo has disappeared in the medicine refining field, but the entire feast place still echoes with Nan Xueluo's sad and bitter laughter.

When the laughter completely stopped, a heavy autumn snow began to fall in the medicine refining field.

Qingge stood there, observing the snowflakes, and raised her eyebrows.

Snow--

Could it be?

Qingge had a bold idea in her mind, but it was a bit unrealistic.

He sang softly like a light on his back, suddenly turned his head and looked at Fang Yu.

Fang Yu looked at Qingge with cold eyes like poisonous snakes. What he saw today made him realize Ye Qingge's ability to win people's hearts.

However, Feng Qi is Ye Qingge’s host. Even if Ye Qingge wants to laugh away her grudges, Nan Xueluo will never agree!

Nan Xueluo had hated Fengqi for ten thousand years, so how could he turn his enemy into a friend today, ten thousand years later?

After all, Ye Qingge was too young, so this step was a mistake.

Only interests can hold each other together, just with a glass of wine?

Oh, that's a child's trick.

Naive and ignorant.

"Sister, Zuihuayin has arrived." Fuxi came over and stood in front of Qingge, blocking Fang Yu's sight with difficulty.

Qingge nodded, took Fuxi's hand, and walked to Liu Yunchang.

Liu Yunchang looked at Qingge with a strange look, "Wang Qinghong has gone crazy. He has humiliated and obstructed you in every possible way in the past, but you are willing to give me a glass of heart-breaking wine. This is not your way of doing things."

"It is not advisable to drink wine with a broken heart. Drinking it when you have a broken heart is the taste of the broken-hearted wine."

Heart-breaking wine, guillotine.

That glass of heart-breaking wine is more than just wine, it is a bond, a feeling that transcends life and death.

"Hypocritical." Liu Yunchang rolled her eyes and disagreed.

Boom! With a huge sound in the sky, the trees and silver flowers all over the sky exploded, like scattered flowers dotting the night, more beautiful and brighter than the stars.

The fireworks are brilliant and embellish the dark blue sky.

In the flash of light and fire, a bare-chested man wearing flowery trousers came with a sword, and in his hand was an oil-paper umbrella similar to the ones found in ancient Jiangnan buildings.

This is really...irritating to the eyes.

Everyone, die.

The remaining fifty-one sect masters hid their faces and turned their heads, unable to bear to look directly at him. They felt that it was an unspeakable shame to be in the same military sect as Chu Changge.

Why is there such a coquettish person as Chu Changge in the world...

I really thought he was suave, handsome and unrestrained.

Facts have proved that no matter how handsome a person is, as long as there is a problem with aesthetics, he will be greatly compromised.

Chu Changge put away the sword at his feet, held an oil-paper umbrella and danced in the night sky with an intoxicated face. He closed his eyes and felt the caress of the autumn wind and the swirling snow and fog.

Jiu Ci's face turned darker and darker, and he wanted to slap himself.

He would actually write this kind of person down in his notebook, it's just a pig's brain.

After Chu Changge made a stunning appearance, he twisted his body a few times, somersaulted a few times, and then landed firmly on the ground. He threw the space bag to Liu Yunchang, "General Liu, all the Zuihua Yin you collected in the clan are here."

It’s inside.”

"Nizi, come and drink?" Liu Yunchang took the space bag, looked at Qingge, and smiled.

"A general is a man of his word?" Qingge emphasized again and again.

She dug a condom for Liu Yunchang and waited for Liu Yunchang to slip into it.

"Of course I keep my word. As long as I lose to you, I will be stationed in Dongzhou for three years. However, you girl, don't forget your words. If you lose, you will go back to the sect with me and become the general.

little soldier."

"It's a deal."

"..."

Liu Yunchang laughed heartily and took out the wine pot from the space bag. The fine Zuihuayin was sealed and stored in an exquisite white jade wine pot.
To be continued...