C215 This Wine Is Called Xiao Yao

Mingsi had been on the island for three days. During this period of time, besides asking his master Yang Sheng about his doubts, he also chatted with Bai Feng, Zhanyue, and Daffodil Daydream in the valley.

There were no dull battles on the sea, and although he had no friends to play with, Mingsi found that he preferred the peace and quiet in the valley.

When he was young, Mingsi only liked to play around. He only liked to go to Chen Ziming and do things that were similar to stealing a dog. However, all of this changed after he started cultivating the Spiritual Qi Technique. He didn't know when, but his desire to play around decreased a little. This desire that he usually didn't notice, but when he was alone, it became very strong.

Now that he was in the valley, he realized that he was also a person who liked peace and quiet. This was something that even he did not expect.

That night, Mingsi stepped on his sword and arrived at the peak of a small mountain beside the small valley. He leaned against a small tree by the cliff with a calm expression on his face.

There was a gentle breeze that blew past. It was summer night, and the moonlight was as light as water. It was also a little cool in the midst of the gentle breeze. There was a wine cup lying in Mingsi's palm. He had brought this wine cup from his home in Chang'an City.

The leaves on his head were rustling. Mingsi's mind was also fluctuating. On his tender face, there was a pair of deep eyes. These days, Mingsi found that he had become a little melancholic.

"This is how I am. . . . . . . ” His fingers gently turned the wine cup in his hand. It was his father's wine cup.

At this moment, Mingsi recalled the scene of him chatting with his father in the small courtyard in Chang'an City. One night before he went to Southern Pearl Institute, his father sat under the moon drinking alone. Mingsi, on the other hand, was dancing with his father's sword under the Dragon Eye Tree.

"Si, stop playing. Can you come and drink with your father?"

"If you don't drink, it will be very hard to drink. I don't know why you adults love drinking so much!"

"What do you know, kid. . . "

Mingsi remembered his father's helpless smile at that time. For some reason, he felt sad in his heart. At the same time, he felt a little regretful. "Why didn't you stop to drink with him for a while? Why did you stop to drink with him at that time? Mingsi sighed. He did not know when he would meet his father again.

From his conversation with Bai Feng and Yang Sheng, Mingsi could tell that his father was carrying out a very important mission. He was afraid that the things that had happened during this period of time wouldn't be resolved easily. Although he was in a comfortable state, he was still very worried about his father.

"Damn it, it's the end of the world!" Mingsi became angry again. The people of Doomsday Continent had caused a tragedy in the Spiritual Academy. Many students had been sacrificed during the Heavenly Tower Conference when they fought for the Divine Weapon. Among them. . . Mingsi's senior brother, Ye Qingyun, had died in that battle. When he thought of all these, and the fact that his father was forced to stay in the Doomsday Continent, When he considered the old and new grudges, Mingsi had already hated the Doomsday Continent to the extreme.

All kinds of thoughts rose and fell in his heart. However, all of them turned into a melancholic sigh as he helplessly sighed.

Suddenly, a black shadow entered Mingsi's field of vision. Mingsi turned his head and saw a white jade bottle. Mingsi raised his head again. He did not see anyone, but he heard a gentle voice.

"The wine glass is already in my hand. How can I not have wine?" Bai Feng had unknowingly stood beside Mingsi. He held a pot of wine and shook it at Mingsi.

Before Mingsi could say anything, another voice came from the other side, "Since you are drinking, how can you not have me?" Mingsi turned his head again and saw a long and thin blade cutting his face. It was Zhanyue.

"Senior brother. . . " Bai Feng and Zhanyue appeared quietly. Although Mingsi was not shocked, he was slightly stunned and was about to get up.

Bai Feng smiled and reached out to hold Mingsi down. At the same time, he waved a small wooden table in front of them and called out two small wine glasses. Then he began to pour the wine.

"Xiao Yao?" Zhanyue immediately opened his nose when he smelled the fragrance of the wine. He sniffed and smiled. "No way. Are you going to give him this wine?"

Bai Feng had already poured two glasses. He took the glass from Mingsi and continued pouring. When he heard Zhanyue's exclamation, he raised his eyebrows. "Why can't I drink this wine?"

"Xiao Yao. . . Tsk tsk. Good stuff. I'm just afraid that this kid Tu won't be able to take it. " Zhanyue rubbed his hands excitedly. Although his mouth was full of worry for Mingsi, his eyes were excitedly staring at the wine cup.

"This wine is called Xiao Yao?" When Mingsi heard the conversation between the two, he only felt a faint fragrance of wine lingering around his nose, nose, and eyes. The wine had clearly not yet entered his intestines, but he already felt a little drunk.

"Yes. " Bai Feng handed the wine cup to Mingsi. "Little junior brother, have you ever drunk wine before?"

Mingsi shook his head and smiled awkwardly. "In the past, my father wanted to teach me how to drink, but at that time, I felt that the wine was difficult to drink, so I didn't like it. " Mingsi took the wine glass, stretched it to his nose, and sniffed it lightly. He couldn't help but feel a little tipsy.

"This wine seems to be very strong, will I get drunk?" Mingsi touched the glass with his lips but put it back down. He said worriedly.

"This wine can make people drunk, but drinking it will only make one's heart drunk. " Bai Feng smiled mysteriously. He looked at Mingsi with anticipation. At this moment, Zhanyue laughed loudly and stretched out his hand to support him. He handed the wine cup to Mingsi's mouth. Mingsi was surprised and swallowed the wine. However, what surprised him even more was that there was not a trace of spiciness in his mouth.

Mingsi felt that what he drank was not wine, but a wave of air. This wave of air rotated in his mouth for a while and then poured into his intestines through his throat. Mingsi looked down and felt a strange feeling in his body. His throat was neither sweet nor spicy, and his chest and abdomen were warm like the sun.

"It feels so comfortable. Mingsi was about to say something, but Bai Feng reached out his hand to stop him. He smiled and said, "Don't talk. Feel carefully. The true taste of alcohol has only come now. "

"Hmm?" Mingsi let out a soft exclamation of surprise. He had just calmed down and was prepared to carefully feel it. However, at this moment, he felt a slight heat rising from his body below his throat. Even his hand and palm felt it. Immediately after, this heat wave slowly rose from the lower half of his body. Mingsi felt his throat and mouth swell slightly, and his brain felt numb and carefree.

"Ah. . . " Mingsi could not help but open his mouth and let out a breath of alcohol. He closed his eyes. In his mind, the slightly hot feeling quickly dissipated. What replaced it was a cool feeling. Mingsi opened his eyes again. At this moment, his eyes were somewhat red for some reason, and a sense of pride rose from the bottom of his heart. The scene in front of him was like a ripple of water in his eyes. At this moment, there was no more melancholy in his heart. All that was left was a sense of comfort.

"How is it?" The corner of Bai Feng's mouth curled up. When he saw Mingsi's expression, he found it funny.

Mingsi only woke up after a long while. He stared at the wine glass in his hand and turned to Bai Feng. He grinned and said, "Good wine!"