Chapter 1267

The life that modern people like most is not a life of extravagance and drunkenness; But three or five friends dance around the campfire, eat some meat, drink some wine and sing loudly!

"Where did I come from and come here today. I am still me, no matter experiencing spring wind, autumn rain. We are all singing a song about life. The prelude has sounded, the plot is on, gathering and parting. Those who have gone through the road, loved people, the truth in exchange for tears, laugh at the gossip, and be the most real yourself... "

Under the bright starry sky, Han Fei was drunk. Rare indulgence, wanton singing of life.

Before, Han Fei heard this song and felt that the soil was dregs. After so many times of life and death, Han Fei naturally came up with the lyrics of this song in his mind.

There was no accompaniment, but Han Fei sang with tears in his eyes.

Baili Yanran cried. Lying on Han Fei's shoulder, he smiled proudly at the corners of his mouth.

Baili Yanran never dreamed that she would have a fairy tale future life. Similarly, Baili Yanran never thought that one day she would come to such a beautiful place in Xiuxian mainland and sing and roar wantonly!

Han Fei is drunk! Baili Yan is crazy! They sang about life again and again. Out of tune, but they laugh back and forth!

Mohua doesn't understand why Han Fei cries and why Bai Liyan smiles. I just feel that when listening to Han Fei singing, my throat is also very uncomfortable.

Zhan Menger is crazy. Looking at Han Fei, another picture came to mind. In those years, he and Zhen Cheng were trapped in the talisman array. In the dark cave, Zhen Cheng never sang a song for himself. Zhan Menger will never forget the lyrics of that song in his life!

However, Zhan Menger knew that even if Zhen Cheng appeared in front of him one day, the previous passion had been smoothed by the years. Even if the emotion is still there, can the feelings of an 18-year-old girl come back?

Keep a maiden face. It's not so difficult in Xiuxian mainland. However, under the beautiful body, the heart is old, who can make it come back!

Cultivating immortals in pursuit of longevity, but ignoring the enjoyment of life, is it gain or loss?

"I'm so bored!" Mo Xianer wanted to practice and get rid of the suppression of Beiming frost on his cultivation as soon as possible. However, Han Fei's voice like a broken Gong went straight into his ear.

Mo xian'er couldn't understand why Han Fei sang so hard. Bai Li Yan Ran and Mo Hua were still intoxicated!

If you lit a fire late at night half a year ago, singing, drinking and eating barbecue, you will soon attract groups of monsters!

Now, not to mention monsters, even mole ants and reptiles can't see a few.

The nine heavy thunder robbery six months ago almost turned over the whole soul mountain. The monster died and escaped. I don't know how long it will take for the Soul Mountain to recover.

Zhan Menger looked at Mo Xianer and smiled faintly. There was no comfort or explanation, because some things must be experienced in order to feel the beauty!

His interest waned, and Han Fei's singing stopped. I don't know when, Baili Yanran fell asleep in Han Fei's arms, with tears on her eyes and a smile on her mouth. The pain and joy perfectly depict a wonderful picture on that face!

Mohua falls on Han Fei's leg, his cheeks are shy, he wants to open his eyes and leave, but he doesn't want to embarrass Han Fei!

Han Fei is drunk. If he wants to embrace left and right, what can Mohua do!

Mohua knows that maybe he can only get one knee of Han Fei. But what does that matter? Han Fei's knee is enough to make himself satisfied and happy!

Mohua's eyes fight. He wants to sleep and doesn't dare to sleep!

At this time last night, I was worried about Han Fei; Tonight. I fell on Han Fei's knee!

Injustice!

Mohua never dreamed that one day he would surrender to a man like a bird.

"Han Fei, will you tell me your story?" Mohua was afraid to make a sound and worried about waking up Baili Yanran. Summon up courage and send a message to Han Fei. I want to hear him talk about the world with cars and planes!

"Good!" Spirit wine can only numb the nerves, not the soul. Han Fei needs a listener if he wants to talk. Mohua is the most suitable one!

So Han Fei began to tell his story. Tell about the childhood life of being left behind by a fast-moving train at a young age and accompanying Han Laogui to collect medicine all over the mountain.

Han Fei also talked about the beauty and purity of Hangzhou Normal University, as well as those paragraphs of gratitude, resentment and hatred that could not clarify who was right and who was wrong.

Kiln city competition, mistakenly entered the underground palace. The world of different space is also cleverly integrated into the story by Han Fei!

Finally, Han Fei talked about how he had lived with Beiming Xianjun in the past six months and how to spend that dark underground life!

No rendering, no whitewashing, but Mo Hua was sleepless. The voice of my heart surged and fluctuated, feeling the experience of a narrow life!

Mohua understands why Han Fei sings that song about life again and again!

I don't know when Han Fei stopped! Mohua did not ask again, nor did he close his eyes as before.

Compared with Han Fei, Mohua found his life too monotonous. The limited things that can be talked about are actually related to Han Fei!

Lin Feng, the former senior brother, has now become a light symbol. If you don't think about it deliberately, Mohua can't even remember such a person!

Mohua recalled that Mo Xianer was stunned. His eyes burst out and stared at Han Fei. He didn't respond!

Without fear, Han Fei pressed Mo xian'er with both hands and said with a smile, "I forgot to tell you that brother Fei didn't eat rotten meat, but the toad of Beiming toad! Do you say it smells good? "

"Ah --"

The cry was not made by Mo Xianer. Hundreds of meters away, Bai Liyan and Mohua turned white. At the moment, they screamed and stared at Han Fei. They wanted to kill the damn man immediately. In the twinkling of an eye, I saw the Beiming toad staring at herself wrongly. The two women turned around and retched, as if they were pregnant!

"Ah --"

This time, the cry was made by Mo Xianer, because the scarf on her face was torn away by Han Fei