There was a hint of evil in Wu Yang's eyes. Would you like to drunk Zixia? No, I'm not that kind of person, I'm definitely not, so let's make Zixia drunk.

"This dog broth is so fresh." Zixia took a sip of the soup, full of happiness.

"If it's delicious, eat more. There's a lot here," Wu Yang said with a smile.

Zixia despised: "How did it get so good? So stingy before?"

"Because you called me Brother Wu Yang. Since it is your brother, then you are my sister Zixia. How could my brother be bad to my sister?"

"Sister Zixia? How disgusting, please, don't call me that." Zixia couldn't stand it.

Wu Yang filled his big bowl with dog meat with a smile, took a few sips, and smiled, "This is the best dog meat I have ever eaten. The dogs raised by the gods are just different and have enough flavor."

"Yeah." Zixia nodded.

"Come here, Zixia sit down and eat." Wu Yang politely took out the bench.

Zixia sat down and smiled, "Wu Yang, you are getting so fast. Suddenly so good, is there any conspiracy?"

"A conspiracy, of course. I've poisoned my dog ​​meat. I'm afraid."

"Poisoning? Hahaha." Zixia smiled cheerfully. "You're stupid when I am, poisoning, don't you eat so much? Don't be afraid to poison yourself."

"I have antidote, and I'm not afraid of it."

"I don't believe it." Zixia shook her head.

"If you don't believe me, you're right. How can I be willing to poison you to death?" Wu Yang smiled with a smile.

There was a hint of joy in Zixia's heart. A woman, she couldn't help others praise her appearance.

"A mouth full of lies," Zixia said.

Wu Yang took out another bottle of red wine, unscrewed the cap, and waved at Zixia, saying, "How can I not have a drink at this time?"

"Okay." Zixia opened her a bottle of red wine.

"Cheers!"

The two bottles collided.

...

Over time, it was completely dark, and Wu Yang made a fire. Whether it's roasted dog meat or stewed dog meat, they have been eaten by the two, and the dog's bones are scattered.

Under the light of the flame, Zixia's flushed face was even more rosy, and she also had a wine bottle in her hand.

"Wu, Wu Yang, do you want to intoxicate me?" Zi Xia said in a daze.

Wu Yang smiled and said, "How come? You are a god, how could you be drunk by me?"

"It's the same thing. I'm not afraid of this wine. I'll give you as much as I can." Zixia smirked.

Wu Yang gave a thumbs up and said, "Zixia is good at drinking."

"Hahaha, take it all out, take out your wine." Zixia smirked and walked to Wu Yang's side.

"Zixia, do you drink too much? Drink it tomorrow." Wu Yang said kindly.

auzw.com "No, no, I just started, don't be stingy, take out your wine, and I'll give you money." Zixia shook Wu Yang's arm.

Wu Yang made a difficult decision and nodded, "Well, it's all for you."

Next to Wu Yang, ten bottles of red wine appeared.

"Hahaha, hahaha, that's great ..." Zi Xia cheered like a kid's paper.

"Wu, Wu Yang, do you believe in the arrangement of heaven?" Zi Xia said, looking at the sky, inarticulate.

"Heaven? What the **** is that? Fate is always in my own hands. If Heaven wants to stop me, I will kill Heaven. In my world, I am Heaven." Wu Yang clenched his fist suddenly against the sky.

Zixia muttered, "You are so boring, hey, what they are telling you is serious."

"seriously?"

"Yes, God has arranged a marriage for me. As long as anyone can pull out my purple sword, who is my husband." Zixia's drunk eyes carried a look of longing.

Wu Yang frowned slightly and said, "Do you believe this?"

"Believe it, why not believe it, it was arranged by God. Who can pull out my sword?"

"It must be a very strong person, otherwise how to pull out your sword." Wu Yang said lightly.

"That's what I said, haha, vomit ..." Zixia's body was shaking, and she lay on Wu Yang's body, vomiting like the water of the Yellow River.

Wu Yang looked at the "messy" mess on his body and was speechless for a moment, saying, "If you spit, can't you find a suitable place?"

"Don't talk, let me vomit first, vomit ..." Zixia continued to vomit on Wu Yang.

"It's much more comfortable, let me sleep first." Zixia after vomiting, closed her eyes comfortably.

Wu Yang looked at the sleeping Zixia, put a hand on Zixia's face, and gently stroked it.

"Fate is the most ridiculous thing. Since you believe in any heavenly arrangement, I will break it for you." Wu Yang proudly said.

Wu Yang's gaze looked at the purple sword that Zixia placed on the ground, and there was a scorn of disdain in her eyes, just a broken sword.

Wu Yang stood up and said that Zixia was next to the fire, and then picked up the purple sword.

"You are just a sword. I can let you exist or I can destroy you." Wu Yang's hand was pressed on the hilt.

Lying on the ground, Zixia opened her eyes and looked at Wu Yang coldly.

"Wake up." Wu Yang took his hand off the hilt.

"Who are you?" Zixia stood up.

Wu Yang immediately understood what was going on, and smiled, "It wasn't Zixia, so it must be Qingxia, right?"

"Yes, I'm Qingxia, who are you? What's the relationship with that bitch?" Qingxia stood up and asked coldly.

"Bitch? Anyway, it's your sister, scold her bitch, you are not a **** anymore." Wu Yang smiled.

"You dare scold me," Qingxia cried.

"Calm down, I'm just stating a fact."

Qingxia cried out loudly: "Come less, it seems you are with the bitch, I killed you."

"It really has served you, the girl's paper family, it's not good to beat and kill. It's better. There are dog meat and wine here. Let's sit down and eat and drink together. Talk about life in the moonlight, wouldn't it be beautiful? Wu Yang gave good suggestions. ..