The next morning, Zhang Xuezhao woke up by touching his chin.

When he touched his bare chin, he couldn't help but let out a strange scream!

The soup has not yet woken up.

However, Zhang Xuejue's shock made him sweat and felt cool all over.

With his cultivation level, he shouldn't have lost the wine fight last night.

Although Tang Zhongsong called Jiu Sanhan to drink with Liu Ruiying and the other three, he would not lose so tragically, and he could even get a draw.

However, Tang Zhongsong had three rules for the offer, but one of them was that Zhang Xuehou could not mobilize the energy in his body to turn into wine, so he had to drink it one by one hard.

I don't even know how I came back.

"Have you up!"

Zhang Xuejue was furious and picked Tang Zhongsong out of the bed and threw it to the ground.

Tang Zhongsong was confused, but when he saw Zhang Xuejue's bare chin, he immediately smiled and laughed again.

“My craftsmanship is not bad, right?”

Tang Zhongsong got up from the ground and in a blink of an eye he got into the warm bed and said.

"Where is my beard?"

Zhang Xuejue's voice was cold and ruthless, as if he had an irreconcilable hatred with Tang Zhongsong.

"Do you still remember what you promised yesterday?"

Tang Zhongsong asked without any panic, even crossing his legs under the quilt.

"What have I promised?"

Zhang Xuezhao had completely lost his mind and asked again after Tang Zhongsong's question.

"Before the banquet, did you say you wanted to drink me to death?"

Tang Zhongsong asked.

"yes……"

Zhang Xuejue answered.

"Then have we decided to fight for wine?"

Tang Zhongsong asked again.

"yes……"

"So, your beard is the punishment for losing if you lose by drinking!"

Tang Zhongsong smiled and covered his head with a whirlwind.

In fact, I didn't want Zhang Xuejue to see that he was laughing too arrogantly, so as not to do anything else in the old man's extreme grief and anger.

But when it comes to this, Zhang Xuejue remembered it all...

He deserves everything, he finds it, and he can't blame others.

If you want to blame, you can only blame yourself for being too useless. You were drunk by three young boys and lost your beard that has been left for countless years.

It may not be possible to really say how much Zhang Xuezhao cherishes his beard. He is a very sloppy person and doesn't know how to take care of himself.

When I had a beard before, even though the beard was covered with rice and wine stains, I didn’t care about washing it.

Now that it's gone, I'm furious again, clamoring that this boy Tang Zhongsong is so unbearable!

In fact, it was obvious that he had an appointment first, but he didn't care first.

However, Zhang Xuejue never thought that he would lose.

Until now, he has not figured out how he has grasped his way and made this kind of virtue.

Zhang Xuezhai is a nostalgic person, otherwise he would not have followed him to leave the altar because his disciples were determined to take revenge.

But he didn't expect that the trivial things he didn't care about could cause such violent fluctuations in his mood.

Maybe he has been accustomed to his current state for too long, so long that he can't stand any changes.

When I was sad, I could at least drink some wine. Thinking about the beauty of the past, but now I can’t even catch the last ray of sunshine.

My beard is like the last bit of sunshine. Although I know it will grow in a few days, it is like the sun rising from east to west and setting, repeating itself.

But today is gone, that's a missed one.

Tomorrow's dawn and sunset are new stories. Even if they repeat, they will be different from today's.

But Tang Zhongsong didn't think so. He felt that everything was unnecessary and could be abandoned.

He always only thought about his highest goal. Although he had lost his goal now, he still believed it so stubbornly and persisted.

He felt that Zhang Xuejiao's beard was not sunny, but was red.

Sunshine can make people understand, while redness can only make people fall into trouble and ultimately cannot extricate themselves

He felt that Zhang Xuejiao shouldn't have wasted any more attention for his apprentice who could no longer become a climatic apprentice. Although he did not compare himself with him, and there was no suspicion of proclaiming, he just felt that this would not work.

Doesn’t Zhang Xuezhao know the truth?

He just didn't want to think about it...

All the truths are there, and when needed, you will naturally grab a few that are beneficial to you and speak them out to achieve ambition.

But with such actions, how empty is the ambition that grows up? How empty is it? I am afraid it will be broken by one pierced and defeated.

Zhang Xuejue looked at Tang Zhongsong's scoundrel, and read a lot of words to his throat but swallowed them.

He shook his head helplessly, trying to find a mirror to see how he looked like now.

When Tang Zhongsong saw Zhang Xuejiao's appearance, he couldn't help but feel a little happy.

On the one hand, it was because his teasing was completed again, and on the other hand, it was because Zhang Xuejue seemed to have a little indifferent attitude just now, as if he had let go of a lot.

This is how these two people are involved, attracted and influence each other.

Everyone has their own reasons and their own methods.

Everyone wanted the other party to lean towards him, but because of his previous state of mind and thoughts that were too strong and firm, they were in a stalemate for a while.

The relationship between people is so strange.

Many people hate it as they love it, and forget it as they hate it.

Those who dislike each other and appreciate each other may be able to go a long way if they go.

People should not be too close to each other. If they are too close, they will obstruct each other. In the end, no one is the original one, and no one can completely become the other. They can only get a one-shot ending.

People’s favors cannot be too far away. What you say is not always day and night. It is really a blind preaching statement, and you must never believe it!

Whether it is the friendship between friends, masters and apprentices or the love between lovers, husbands and wives, this relationship pays attention to one word and companionship.

Even if we cross the mountains and seas, there are still beautiful women who send their lovesickness thousands of miles away.

If you don’t even write a letter, you may be able to forget everything the other party will be forgotten within half a year or ten months.

Tang Zhongsong obviously realized that he and Liu Ruiying were not as familiar and free as they met in Jiying Town before.

However, they did not have much deep friendship before. Even though they looked extremely warm, they all knew how many scenes they said because they were afraid of each other's identities.

However, after seeing the Dingxi Royal City and a night last night, he clearly felt that he and Liu Ruiying had returned to the previous situation, and even had some improvement.

As for how it will develop in the future, it is not something he can control.

If one day, the two of them stand opposite each other because of their different camps and fight each other, they can only pretend to be strangers.

But since it is good now, let him continue to be good, and there is no reason to destroy it for no reason.

What's more, Tang Zhongsong has already accepted his calculating intentions, because he really has no benefit or is able to let him do this.

Damn it, it's time to die, it's time to do it, now it's a thousand years of dreams after being drunk, so even though Zhang Xuejue woke up, he decided to continue to sleep.

In comparison, Liu Rui Yingqi got earlier.

He was not too drunk, and even witnessed his master Lu Mingming jumping into the pond and soaking. Ou Yaming stood on the white sand on the shore and jumped and applauded.

After all, Drinking Three Half is not a person who watches the fun. He is not only watching the fun, but also must participate in it and even become the owner of the fun.

However, he couldn't remember the other things clearly, but he felt that he was unbearable and wanted to find some water to drink.

When I walked out of the bedroom, I saw the white table outside. I suddenly couldn't see what it was.

When he walked in and saw that it was a long poem that had not been framed. It was not until this moment that the memory returned to his mind bit by bit.

After drinking until halfway last night, Di Weitai asked the waiter to move the small table behind him to the front and replace the dishes and cups that had been eaten.

Everyone saw that Di Weitai seemed to be writing something, so they gathered to the front.

But Di Weitai seemed to be in a state of no one, and was only concerned about laying paper and grinding ink by himself, and then picked up the pen to write a long poem:

Nine tribes abandon the world, and they are in a difficult situation

The Bogu Building is covered with mourning, and the success of the king and the defeat of the enemy is in a flash.
To be continued...