Chapter 639 I Compose a New Song and Drink a Cup of Wine

"In the depths of the floors, the east wind is soft. Spring returns to Cuimo, smooth and tender, hanging golden. Flowers will be accelerated later, and the clouds will rain lightly. It will be cold and warm."

In the mandarin duck tent, the red candle was warming up.

The handsome actor was singing softly in a melodious tone like an oriole singing.

Ran Qingyi and Chu Chouli sat opposite each other at a round table. Ran Qingyi looked at the man with narrowed eyes and an intoxicated expression. She pursed her red lips and asked, "Senior Brother, what do you think of her singing?"

Chu Chouli, who was singing with the actress on the table, suddenly stopped beating when he heard this. He said, "It's not bad, but it's far inferior to Junior Sister."

"Is that so?" Hearing this, Ran Qingyi smiled faintly, then stood up and walked in front of the actor.

Seeing this, the actor's expression immediately became somewhat frightened. She quickly stopped singing and carefully looked at Ran Qingyi. Only after Ran Qingyi gave her a glance to let her leave did the horror on the actor's face dissipate. Then, she nodded and quickly left the room as if she had been granted an amnesty. Looking at the panicked expression, it seemed as if she was afraid that she would lose her life if she stayed for a while longer.

At that time, Ran Qingyi stood in front of Chu Chouli with a gentle voice, like the rain in the south of the Yangtze River.

She said, "Then how about Qing Yi sing another song for Senior Brother?"

Chu Chouli did not seem to have thought that Ran Qingyi would do this. He was slightly stunned, but he quickly regained his senses. He picked up the wine glass in his hand and took a sip. Then, he hurriedly nodded his head and said, "Good! Good! Good!"

Ran Qingyi was not annoyed when she saw this eagerness. Instead, she rolled her sleeves and closed her eyes.

Le Ren, who was sitting behind the screen, lightly plucked the string and sang.

Ran Qingyi's eyes suddenly opened. Then, she waved her sleeves and sang.

"Jiangnan Spring is perfect, so I call you Lang Jun You."

"There are mandarin ducks crossing the lake, and there are twigs that are related to each other."

"Looking sideways at the husband, I want to say that my daughter is embarrassed, so I just crouched my head and twisted my sleeves."

"But it's a pity that I can't see you for three autumn days. When I get to see you, the moon chases after the Golden Crow."

"When we arrive at the Starfall River, we will finally put our thoughts into words."

"I am Chen Sanyuan. Don't forget, Lang Jun. One wish is for Lang Jun to be a thousand years old. Two wish is for my body to be healthy forever. Three wish are like Liang Shangyan. Let's meet each other year after year."

Her singing voice was melodious and her smiles were filled with her daughter's bashfulness.

Chu Chouli shook his head and his head, his eyes filled with intoxication.

After she finished singing the song, the aftermath had already faded, but Chu Chouli was still obsessed with it.

He still sang alone, "Three wishes are like Liang Shangyan, meeting each other year after year."

"Years …"

"Long meeting …"

Seeing him like this, Ran Qingyi couldn't help but purse her lips into a smile. She walked up to Chu Chouli beautifully, slightly bent her body down, and asked softly, "Senior Brother, is it nice to hear?"

At this moment, Chu Chouli felt as if he had just woken up from a dream. He opened his eyes and looked at the face in front of him that, although it had gone through many years, did not leave any traces behind. It was still extremely beautiful.

Gulu.

Chu Chouli swallowed a mouthful of saliva very indecently. The so-called hero was sad about the beauty pass. Whether Chu Chouli was considered a hero or not was irrelevant. However, this point of sad about the beauty pass was vividly displayed on his body at this moment.

He hurriedly nodded and said, "Good, good!"

Seeing him like this, Ran Qingyi smiled even more. She stretched out her hands and hooked around Chu Chouli's neck. At that time, a soul-stirring fragrance lingered around the tip of Chu Chouli's nose. At that time, his entire body became dizzy and heavy. Apart from that stunning beauty, there was nothing else in front of him.

At that time, Ran Qingyi's body simply sat in Chu Chouli's embrace. Her light and boneless body was extremely close to Chu Chouli, and her pair of beautiful red lips leaned against Chu Chouli's mouth. Her breath was like an orchid.

"Then Senior Brother, if you don't stay, I'll sing it to you every day in the future, okay?"

Chu Chouli was mesmerized, and he seemed to be unable to distinguish between the east and the west. He murmured, "Junior Sister, are you really willing to sing to me every day?"

Seeing that Chu Chouli was like this, the charm between Ran Qingyi's eyebrows became even more intense. She squeezed into Chu Chouli's embrace again, her pair of red lips almost sticking to Chu Chouli's mouth, "My body follows Senior Brother in everything."

"Is that so?" Chu Chouli suddenly stretched out his hand and hugged Ran Qingyi's waist, saying, "Then Junior Sister, follow me."

As he spoke, Chu Chouli opened his eyes. There was no trace of drunkenness in his eyes. He grinned and continued, "This way, Junior Sister can sing for me every day."

As if he hadn't thought that Chu Chouli would still have this move, Ran Qingyi's expression instantly changed, and his eyebrows turned cold.

Her hand suddenly stretched out and patted Chu Chouli's chest. She took the opportunity to stand up and retreat a few steps. Then, she looked at Chu Chouli with a calm expression and said coldly, "You tricked me!?"

At this moment, she no longer had the slightest bit of tenderness and charm. She once again transformed into that cold Ran Yanluo. Such a rapid transformation made it almost impossible for people to distinguish which of them was the real her in a trance.

On the other hand, Chu Chouli also put away his usual casual appearance. He smiled and picked up the wine cup beside his hand again. He raised his head and drank it, saying, "I stole from the Sacred Sect to deceive you. I lied to junior sister. Isn't junior sister lying to me?"

"I did it for your own good." Ran Qingyi said with a frown.

"Such a coincidence?" Chu Chouli raised his eyebrows and smiled, "I am also doing this for Junior Sister's good."

"If you really do it for my own good, you should help me." Ran Qingyi's eyebrows were filled with coldness.

However, a smile appeared in Chu Chouli's eyes, "I'm helping you."

"Help me? Have you forgotten what my father said when he died?"

"He said he wanted you and me to revitalize the Bandit Sacred Gate!"

"Even though Da Chu died, he once established our sect as an Orthodox Sect. Several generations ago, the ancestors of the Thieving Saint Sect created the Heaven Concealing Box. The Heaven-defying and Fate-changing method is close at hand! Xing Chu can invigorate the sect. Why are you always unable to understand this logic?"

'"I've worked hard all these years and never slacked off. What about you? You chose a dead end and you have to walk a path to darkness! I really don't know if you tossed and turned for a long time in the night, or if you've even remembered your father's last life in your heart!" "I don't know if you've ever tossed and turned for a long time in the night!"

"Right now, Da Chu is unstoppable. What you see today is only the tip of the iceberg of Da Chu's power. I'll give you a path to life. Why are you still so focused on the path of death?"

When Ran Qingyi said this, she had already lost her composure. This was something that had rarely happened in the past few years.

After Chu Chouli heard this, the smile on his face also subsided. He lowered his head and muttered, "Death is not necessarily the wrong path. Life is not necessarily the right path."

Seeing that Chu Chouli was still stubborn, Ran Qingyi waved her sleeve and said in a slightly louder tone, "But if you die, then nothing will be left. What else do you want to revitalize the sect with? What face do you have to see your father?"

The story about the Thieving Saint Sect was not too complicated.

Back then, when Da Chu's aura was about to run out, in order to renew his fate, the Emperor of Da Chu had once found the Bandit Saint Sect and wanted it to change its fate for Da Chu. However, before the Bandit Saint Sect could accomplish this, Great Chu collapsed. Later on, the feudal lands of the three kingdoms were torn apart, and the Bandit Saint Sect lost the protection of the Chu Dynasty, so it could only hide deep in the mountains and not leave the world.

Afterwards, the Bandit Sacred Sect should have angered the might of the heavens, and was annihilated. The remaining two disciples, Ran Qingyi, followed the Chu Clan, while Chu Chouli…

Under Ran Qingyi's reprimand, Chu Chouli gradually lowered his head and whispered, "I have never forgotten Master's instructions, and I have always been …"

"You always remember?" However, before she could finish her sentence, it was as if she had stabbed Ran Qingyi in the pain. The woman quickly walked forward, but her seemingly weak arm was strangely strong. She grabbed Chu Chouli's forehead and neck and lifted the man up.

"You are the Thief Saint Sect's immortal! The number of Heaven Deceiving Pirates' Fate had already reached its peak! You had the ability to revitalize the sect, but what did you do? You saved Yuan Guilong! Saved Lin Shou! Saved Mu Yushan! You take your life, your cultivation, and the future of the Thieving Saint Sect to renew the lives of these unrelated people! Look at you now, what's the difference between you and a pool of mud! "

Ran Qingyi roared angrily. At that time, there was a sparkling thing in her eyes that did not fall. At this moment, she seemed to be venting the grievances and anger that had accumulated in her chest over the years. She raised Chu Chouli's body and waved her hand fiercely at that time, throwing Chu Chouli's body aside.

Chu Chouli heavily fell on the wooden table. At that time, the luxurious wooden table was smashed to pieces by Chu Chouli, and the wine scattered all over the ground.

Chu Chouli lay on the ground for several breaths before regaining his senses. Then, he slowly climbed up and reached out to gently tidy up the wine stains and dust on his body. Then, he looked at the angry Ran Qingyi again.

After a few breaths of silence, he suddenly extended his hand and bowed respectfully towards Ran Qingyi.

He didn't know if it was because he hadn't done this for too long, but Chu Chouli didn't seem to have noticed it.

He whispered, "We've finished drinking and singing. Can you put it down and leave now, my lord?"

Hearing this, Ran Qingyi's body trembled. At that time, the things in her eyes seemed as if they could no longer be wrapped up. She was about to burst out. In order not to reveal such an ugly appearance in front of Chu Chouli, she suddenly turned around and said, "Scram!" She turned her back to Chu Chouli and said, "Scram!"

Chu Chouli took a deep look at the figure and then grinned, "Alright!"

The sound of the man leaving immediately rang in his ears. Ran Qingyi's body trembled slightly, and two rows of tears finally fell from his cheeks.

…

Everyone waiting for Chu Chouli outside the pass finally waited for the middle-aged man's return. The army brought more than a hundred thousand people out of the Sword Dragon Pass and made a mighty trek towards the Chen Kingdom.

"Ai, surnamed Chu, what exactly is your relationship with that woman?" Fang Ziyu, who was walking on the road, asked the man beside him curiously.

The man scratched his head and smiled, "It doesn't matter. It's just one of the tens of millions of women who were admired by my beauty and talent back then."

Fang Ziyu naturally wouldn't believe him. She curled her lips and said, "Then how did you deal with her? Could it be…"

"En, feeding a wolf with your body is something that you will not hesitate to do to protect the overall situation!" Chu Chouli ignored the disgust on Fang Ziyu's face and said proudly.

"What feeding a wolf with your body?" At this time, Su Mu'an, who was standing at the side, walked forward and asked with a puzzled look in her eyes.

"This is the man's true self" Chu Chouli was about to tell Su Mu'an what was going on, but before he could finish his sentence, Fang Ziyu stepped on him fiercely. The middle-aged man could only tactfully shut his mouth when he was in pain.

"Anyway, it's just for you guys. I've suffered a lot." Chu Chouli changed his words. He casually spun nonsense.

However, he didn't want such nonsense to make Su Mu'an's face look ashamed. The little fellow secretly thought that Chu Chou Li had suffered a great deal of grievance. He lowered his head and said, "It's all because of Mu'an's uselessness that made Uncle Chu suffer."

However, he quickly raised his head and said with fighting spirit, "Uncle Chu, don't worry. I will cultivate diligently. When I become an immortal, no one will be able to bully you anymore."

Seeing this, Fang Ziyu also leaned forward and said, "Alright, let's compete and see who can reach the Immortal Realm first."

"Yes." Su Mu'an nodded and looked at Chu Chou Li, who was standing at the side. She hesitated and asked, "Uncle Chu, do you want to join us?"

Before Chu Chouli could reply, Fang Ziyu smiled and said, "With his appearance, cultivating into an immortal is probably only in his dreams."

Saying that, Fang Ziyu chuckled and pulled Su Mu'an to the front of the group.

Chu Chouli, who was walking at the end of the line, suddenly raised his head to look at the horizon after everyone left.

The careless smile on his face suddenly dissipated, and then he said in a disappointed voice.

"Immortal… Heh, what a dream…"

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