Her voice echoed in the forest, laughing and crying.

Suddenly, there was a soft click from behind her. She suddenly turned around and came out alone behind the tree.

Red dress slightly dirty, handsome face slightly decadent, holding a wine pot, standing there is staring at her.

Xueyilan!

His appearance is a rare slovenness, as if he hasn't bathed or taken care of for several days, and the whole person is like a person soaked from a wine jar, with a strong smell of wine.

"Mo Mo, I knew you would come today." This is the first sentence he said, and the second sentence is: "do you want to have a drink?"

His eyes turned to the summit in the distance: "I know he doesn't like drinking, but since it's a memorial ceremony, it's natural to use wine to offer sacrifices. A few cups of light tea are not solemn."

Ning Xuemo's feelings towards xueyilan are quite complicated. He was her closest partner, her escort, and she lived and died with him countless times.

Once hurt her, but also once helped her, carefully calculated, he helped her more than hurt her

She looked up and down at him and frowned slightly: "you haven't been back to the demon world?"

Xueyilan is obviously intoxicated, but his mind is still quite clear: "back, I saw the flower, and it has already declined."

He said this words too jump, rather snow Mo responded to understand what he said.

It seems that xueyilan once invited her to see a flower that didn't open on time in the demon world. She didn't make a trip because of the arrival of xiaonianmo, but he still thought about it.

"Xueyilan, you'd better go back to the demon world. The demon world can't be without leaders all the time." Otherwise, those little demons should rebel again.

Xueyi LAN stares at her: "aren't you still in the demon world? How do you know that the demon world doesn't need you? "

Ning Xuemo: "..." Xueyilan's words were too sharp. She didn't want to talk with him any more, so she nodded to him, "you can do it."

She's going to find her mother. She doesn't want to delay any longer.

"Mo Mo......" After all, xueyilan drinks too much wine, and she stumbles under her feet. She is stumbling over a big stone raised at her feet, and almost falls on ningxuemo.

Ning Xuemo subconsciously takes a step back. Xueyilan has already stood on her own, and her eyes fall on Ning Xuemo. There's a flash of pain at the bottom of her eyes, but she smiles: "you don't have to be afraid. I won't do anything to you I know you never loved me... "

He sat on a big stone at will and looked at the green mountain in the distance with a light smile: "I can't fight him if he is alive, and I can't fight him if he is dead..."

He held up the wine pot in his hand and said, "come, God Jiuli, I'd like to offer you a toast!" The jade wine pot fell to the ground, smashed, and the liquor in it flowed all over the ground.

"Xueyilan, you are drunk!" Ning Xuemo slightly eyebrows.

"Yeah, I'm drunk Drunk all the time, I want to wake up... " Snow clothes LAN smile, he looked at the debris of the ground: "you are afraid to pierce him, right? I'll pick it up. " He squatted down and began to pick up the sharp pieces of jade on the ground.

Ning Xuemo closes her eyes slightly, and her only feeling for the snow Yi Lan is that she is sorry

She could not give any response to his feelings -

once she waved her sleeve, the sharp pieces on the ground disappeared without trace, and then her fingers flicked, a light white light covered the snow.

After the white light disappeared, xueyilan's wine was dissolved for the most part. He hit a spirit, looked back subconsciously, and there was no trace of Ning Xuemo.

……

Who is whose obsession?

Who can say clearly in love?