Three Hundred and Eighty Six Brotherhood
The location was chosen by the ancient magician. In fact, from the ancient magician's usual movements and demeanor, you can tell that he is a typical rich child, but he is not a playboy. Such a person is very powerful.
Judging from Lao Zhan's personality and his behavior, he should be a master of a certain sect, but his power is not very strong. However, such a place can train innate masters... It's really a big forest and any bird is allowed to do.
An Italian restaurant was booked by the ancient magician. By the time I arrived, Lao Zhan and the ancient magician had already arrived.
The masters sit there with a unique temperament, constant steady fighting, and the elegance of the ancient magicians are all rare masters.
"Haha, the boss is different, you always have to be late!" Zhan Wanshuai came up with a passionate hug, and he looked like a bloody man.
"One is always put in the last place." The ancient magician said with a smile.
"Oh, you came too early, how could you turn the tables? Haha."
The ancient magician is not good at expressing his feelings enthusiastically, but his mood can be understood from the strength of his hands.
The three of us laughed like fools, but fortunately there were no one around, so the waiter was obviously instructed in advance.
"You have to have fun in life. Today we will never return without getting drunk. Magician, you are really romantic. If you choose such a place, we should find a small place to have a drink and have a lot of freedom."
"Haha, Lao Zhan is because you have too high requirements. Some food and drink are good. Look at me, I am so easy-going and don't care about anything."
The three of them laughed and sat down. The waiter brought all kinds of delicious foods... Although I think it was not as delicious as Chinese food, what was important was the atmosphere between us.
"Come on, no matter what, I'll have a drink for the three of us to get to know each other in the vast crowd!"
I drank the red wine in the glass in one sip, but Lao Zhan always felt something was wrong. This wine was good for picking up girls or in a romantic atmosphere, but the three big men were still enjoying the authentic white wine.
"Hey, waiter, do you have white wine here?"
The lobby manager came over and saluted respectfully, "Sir, sorry, we don't provide white wine here."
Although he smiled, the three of us were. The contempt hidden in our eyes naturally could not hide it from us. The ancient magician was noble, and he obviously had a status and status. Moreover, his Chinese dialect was a foreign accent. It was obvious that he grew up abroad. With him, he had a generous gift and was naturally respectful and kind to him. Even if I wanted to wear it randomly, it would not work now. I thought that when I was like Gen Lao Zhan back then, I would wear it randomly. Now with Xueer and the others, they chose clothes and other things. What combinations are there, the tones, and even the weather, so I am considered a human being. These women are sharp-eyed and are not good to me.
Lao Zhan was more casual and wore a very casual outfit. His figure was full of momentum. Unfortunately, they were all ordinary goods, which disappointed them who had been looking forward to it for a long time. In their view of calling white wine in an Italian restaurant... that's even more... that.
These women look at the ancient magician's eyes, so they are lustful.
Lao Zhan doesn't care about these subtitles at all, it's someone else's business that others think.
The ancient magician smiled faintly, "Miss, please bring ten bottles of Maotai."
"..., but, we really don't have one here, can we have a happy xo?" She thought Zhan Bushuai just wanted to drink strong wine.
The ancient magician restrained his smile and said calmly, "For the guests, I can never say that there is no one. I will get two bottles of Louis XIII first. I think this period is enough for you."
The lobby manager hesitated for a moment, smiled and nodded and left,... It was really that big. A small episode did not disturb our atmosphere. After a while, she actually brought the wine. Seeing that she was sweating and panting, she was still very dedicated.
Lao Zhan also let go of his stomach and started drinking. Although there was nothing on the surface, the ancient magician and I knew that in fact he felt very bitter, man...
Lao Zhan poured a big cup and then felt it was really awkward, so he simply picked up the bottle and fed it himself, and saw the bottom of it.
I knew he didn't use his internal strength to suppress the alcohol. Drinking like this would hurt his body, but he couldn't speak to stop him. All the ancient magician and I had to do was drink with him silently.
Suddenly, tears fell out of Lao Zhan's eyes. The man didn't let the tears roll easily, but he was not sad. The ancient magician and I also drank with him one cup after another.
I used to see this scene on TV. People around me either advised me to see where there was no grass in the world or to relate the relationship between the two parties. In fact, how can outsiders understand the person involved? We just used wine to make him feel our concern.
Maybe it’s really about drinking to relieve your sorrow, and even more sorrowful.
"Old Zhan, if you want to see her, I'll take you there!"
If the war is really unwilling to let go, as long as he says, I will rush forward even if I shovel the Tianshi Sect.
The ancient magician nodded silently. Instead of being unable to let go, it would be better to break up. Although he was not optimistic about this relationship, no matter what the reason, Qingshui Wuhen still did not fight, but he could understand that it might be better to meet him than to see him, and she was still carrying him... Thinking of Qingshui Wuhen, the ancient magician also thought of himself, and the speed of drinking increased faster. He is also a human being!
I had a headache when I watched the two of them one cup after another, one cried and the other frowned.
Zhan Buzhuai suddenly laughed, "Don't laugh at me, I'm actually happy. It's great that she can live. No matter who she chooses, as long as it is her choice."
He sighed a long time, and it was an expression that was indescribable. The pain and happiness were ravaged together, which means he was constantly fighting the current mood. He was introverted and kept all his feelings in his heart. He was by his good brother by his side. After drinking so much wine, he finally couldn't help but reveal it.
"Maybe, it's better for her not to show up. You may think she's not good, but I'm really no longer jealous of it now. When she died, I felt that the whole world was collapsed, but I'm so alive. It seems that life without love is not impossible to live. My adaptability is really strong."
Zhan Bushuai said with some self-deprecating feelings that the taste is really sad.
But I know that if the virtual world did not provide a way to vent, he would really not know what he would do. No wonder he was leveling up crazy at that time. After the war in the public area started, he led the magic hand team to kill everywhere like a madman. After all, it is impossible to start killing in reality. Through such venting, he was indeed much calmer, but the reappearance of Qingshui Wuhen made the situation disrupted again.
"Don't you want to see her?"
Zhan kept shook his head silently. Maybe he was relieved. Maybe he shouldn't have this, and he should let go when he should.
I hesitated for a moment and still felt that I should tell him, "I have seen the situation of Qingshui Wuhen that day. Although I am alive, most of the functions of my body stop. To be honest, I think this power itself is a miracle, but is there really a power in this world that can make people resurrect? I still doubt it!"
Zhan Buzhuai was stunned for a moment. Indeed, it was impossible to completely resurrect a person, unless there was really a god.
At this time, the ancient magician sighed heavily, "Do you believe me?"
Zhan and I kept looking at each other, as the ancient magician seemed to have something to say.
"What is this? What else can we not trust? No matter what matters, as long as you say a word, I will never stop fighting!"
"What if I betray you?"
Zhan Buzhuai was obviously shocked by the ancient magician's inexplicable words, because the ancient magician's expression was obviously not a joke, and of course he also knew that the meaning of this statement was definitely not the ones in the game. The brotherly feelings in the virtual world they valued and the kind of heroic spirit of revenge would not take those forces seriously unless it was...
At this time, I was very sober and gently flicked the wine glass a few times, and said leisurely: "If you want to betray us, I am willing to be sold by you. It is worth it to be able to help my brother."
The ancient magician was stunned for a moment. His eyes would never lie. He could feel our firmness. We believe that he would never do that. If he really did that, we would also admit it. It would be really sad if a person had no one to trust in this world.
"I am a senior deacon of the Dark Pyramid, and my adoptive father is the fourth elder of the Dark Pyramid." The ancient magician said it with ruthlessness. Today he came here to put an end to this matter, regardless of whether we can forgive him.
Chapter completed!