stjorthotic Chapter 245 Who Is The Bosom Friend
Chapter 245 Who Is The Bosom Friend
The next day, after listening to Jiang Zhi Ge's last story, Qi Muyao left the mountain and forest according to his instructions.
Today's Qi Muyao has Yuanhaijing Cultivation Base. Although he can't see it, there is no big problem in acting in the outside world.
In the future, she may worship a Sect and become a celestial arrogance that everyone admires.
Or maybe, because of her attractive appearance and lovable personality, she will become a fairy favored by many heaven's favored people.
When he saw Qi Muyao leave, Jiang Zhi Ge thought he would be calm, but for some reason he felt a little lost.
If Qi Muyao has him in his heart, he will meet again in ten years.
If not, this parting is forever.
Thinking of the girl's timid appearance, and of her 30-year relationship outside the door, Jiang Zhi Ge couldn't handle it with a normal heart.
"Junior Brother, see you in ten years."
Not long after, Ning Qiushui's very determined voice came from behind.
She walked to Jiang Zhi Ge's side and said softly, "With the techniques I taught her, she should be able to take care of herself."
After decades of getting along, she was also reluctant to part, but for Qi Muyao, leaving was indeed the best choice.
At this moment, Mo Ziyan was also watching not far away, but did not dare to come out and stand beside Jiang Zhi Ge.
Comparing the melancholy and reluctance of the two, she felt more envy in her heart, envy that Qi Muyao could get Jiang Zhi Ge's promise.
It only takes ten years for Qi Muyao to get a reply from Jiang Zhi Ge, and Mo Ziyan does not know how many years it will take to re-enter Jiang Zhi Ge's world, and getting a response from Jiang Zhi Ge is even more distant.
After a long silence, Jiang Zhi Ge shook his head, turned and walked towards the wooden house.
Ning Qiushui looked melancholy, but he didn't hold back.
She knew that Jiang Zhi Ge needed to be alone now, and if she disturbed her, it would only make Jiang Zhi Ge more upset.
Time passed, and the night darkened.
Jiang Zhi Ge sat alone at the stone table, staring at the jug of wine in front of him.
He was thinking about how he should go in the future and how he should deal with the people and things around him in the future.
Perhaps it is because of the traversers. He is clearly the Lord of Xuancang, surrounded by many fairies in Ning Qiushui, and Jiang Zhi Ge still feels a little empty in his heart.
For example, at this moment, Jiang Zhi Ge can only watch the moon here alone, pressing down a lot of helplessness and suffering in his heart.
Knowing that Jiang Zhi Ge is not dead yet, Mo Ziyan's various emotions can be vented, but he has his own emotions, who can be the object of listening?
After a long time, Jiang Zhi Ge came back to his senses, and all his emotions finally turned into a sigh.
He poured himself a glass of immortal brew, looked at the bright moon in the distance, and toasted it down.
"A pot of wine in the woods, drinking alone without a blind date.
Raise a glass to invite Mingyue, and form three people against each other. "
At this moment, a familiar voice sounded in the forest.
Jiang Zhi Ge turned his head to look and saw that Lu Tianjiao appeared in the forest at some point.
He is dressed in white clothes and beats snow, with sharp eyebrows and handsome eyes, which is in stark contrast to Jiang Zhi Ge, who is dressed in ink and has depressed eyebrows.
Jiang Zhi Ge's face was bitter, and he didn't know how to refute it.
Lu Tianjiao sat opposite Jiang Zhi Ge, shook his head and sighed, "Brother Jiang, is it really too cold to be at a high place?"
Jiang Zhi Ge has no way to refute, in the end, it's just a sentence that is too cold.
Ning Qiushui and the two women must know that Jiang Zhi Ge is drinking alone in the forest, and they certainly do not want to be Jiang Zhi Ge's suffering, but want to be the object of Jiang Zhi Ge's narration.
But they knew that since they couldn't get out of Jiang Zhi Ge's heart, showing up at the moment would only make him more upset.
"Brother Jiang, won't you invite me for a drink?"
"my pleasure."
Jiang Zhi Ge did not refuse, and filled a glass of immortal brew for Lu Tianjiao.
After ranking in the realm of Nine Cycles, Lu Tianjiao still did not reshape his left arm for himself.
He could only pick up the glass with one hand to invite Jiang Zhi Ge, and said with a smile: "Brother Jiang, why are you so upset? Road, no matter how you go, it's still the road."
"That's right."
Hearing this, Jiang Zhi Ge felt a little relieved and toasted with Lu Tianjiao.
The two of them drank each other in the forest, which was obviously more casual than in front of outsiders. Some of them said in their hearts, making it hard to believe that one was the Emperor Xuancang, who helped all beings, and the other was the one-armed swordsman who was famous in all directions.
"Mingyue recalls the past, and warm wine will make friends."
"Just ask the world, how many people know me?"
After three rounds of drinking, Lu Tianjiao began to sing through the wine. Although Jiang Zhi Ge couldn't appreciate his singing, the annoyance in his heart was swept away.
"Brother Lu, with your singing, I'm afraid I can't be your bosom friend."
"It's okay, don't be a bosom friend, you can be a bosom friend."
Lu Tianjiao couldn't help laughing.
Right at this moment, there were bursts of exciting and graceful piano sounds in the forest.
Lu Tianjiao was immediately immersed in it, feeling that the immortal brew in the cup was more artistic.
It's a pity that this song is not played for him, and it will never become a bosom friend.
Jiang Zhi Ge didn't interrupt, and listened to the mood in the piano while drinking.
I have to say that Ning Qiushui is really a wonderful person, even if Jiang Zhi Ge intentionally rejected her affection, he could not reject her piano sound.
"Junior brother, drink alone at night, why don't you let me play the piano for fun?"
Just like in Tianyun Pavilion, Ning Qiushui was still playing the piano with her hands, covering her face with a veil, so that she could see her slender figure clearly through the hazy moonlight.
Jiang Zhi Ge looked at the immortal brew in the cup, and although he didn't look at Ning Qiushui, he didn't answer.
But at this moment, his heart seemed to have loosened a little.
Ning Qiushui is so beautiful, and her affection is like fine water, so Jiang Zhi Ge can't feel any disgust, and there is no reason to reject her affection.
Ning Qiushui and Qi Muyao followed Mo Ziyan to stay here for 30 years, Jiang Zhi Ge gave Qi Muyao a promise, should he also give Ning Qiushui a response?
Not far away, looking at the beautiful figure in the moonlight, Mo Ziyan, known as the top ten beauties in the heavens, suddenly felt a little ashamed in her heart.
The three-footed Yaoqin asks the king's heart, and one string and one pillar echoes back.
A melody is false to add to the fun, and true to ask for love.
Ning Qiushui never disturbed Jiang Zhi Ge too much, but always knocked Jiang Zhi Ge's heart just right.
After 30 years of hard work, Mo Ziyan's long-term relationship seems to be entangled, but Ning Qiushui can make Jiang Zhi Ge moved.
Do you really have a chance of winning against such a woman?
"Ziyan, don't be discouraged, it's not time for the dust to settle."
"I don't believe that your affection for him will be lost to a scheming girl."
Just as Mo Ziyan was panicking, Xiao Ling suddenly appeared beside her.
Although Ning Qiushui is hard to disgust, as an old friend, she naturally supports Mo Ziyan.
Mo Ziyan's eyes turned red, and she lowered her head.
Ning Qiushui is indeed suspected of being a bit scheming, but how many men in the world would hate this kind of impeccable conspiracy?
The most important thing is that the current Mo Ziyan has no courage to fight at all.
Xiao Ling's face was full of hatred that iron could not be made of steel, and sighed helplessly: "Don't be discouraged, don't you also play the flute? In terms of rhythm, you have long been equal to Ning Qiushui."
If she kept shrinking back, how could she impress Lu Tianjiao's elm head? So she knew very well that to deal with this kind of man, she had to muster up the courage to find a way to impress him.