Quick Travel: Please hold on to the villain Black Moonlight script

"Are you drinking?" Zhongli was wearing familiar black clothes and standing next to Zhao Xuan in red. It was obvious at first glance that he was not a member of the Celestial Clan.

Zhao Xuan had smelled the evil spirit as early as when Zhongli passed through the barrier and entered the demon world, but since the evil spirit came from Zhongli, he did not try to pull it out.

As soon as Zhongli finished asking the question, Zhao Xuan took out a brand new jar of wine that had never been touched and threw it at Zhongli.

Zhongli caught it easily, but he looked a little confused, "What is this for?"

Zhao Xuan, "This is for you. You're welcome."

Zhongli, "?"

"Shut your mouth, so you don't have to give me a long, unnecessary thank you." Zhao Xuan guessed Zhongli's intention, so he spoke half-truthfully.

Zhongli naturally noticed Zhao Xuan's unusual expression at the time, but everyone has their own secrets and little thoughts. Since it was Zhao Xuan's privacy, he had no intention of prying into it.

Zhongli looked at the wine jar in his hand, thoughtfully. He opened the lid and immediately smelled a faint scent of peach blossoms.

The fragrance of peach blossoms filled his nose, and he instantly remembered some past events.

He once asked Yu Sheng why the peach tree forest on the hill behind the Buddhist temple was so large. At that time, Yu Sheng said that he just thought it was beautiful and couldn't help but plant more...

Zhao Xuan didn't notice the change in Zhongli's eyes as he stood there. He just saw that he didn't drink. The wine jar in his hand happened to be empty. He spread his hands and asked, "If you don't like it, give it back to me."

"Do you have the nerve to take back something you gave away?" Zhongli imitated Zhao Xuan, sat down, lifted up his robe, bent his long legs, tilted his head back, took a big sip, and then put the drink on his knees.

"Why are you embarrassed?" Zhao Xuan asked calmly with a raised eyebrow.

He brewed this wine himself.

The wine he brewed was not particularly good, but at least Zhao Xuan thought it was very good, strong enough, tasty, and most importantly, rare.

Wine needs to be well brewed to taste good, and the longer it is stored, the better some wines taste.

Just like the daughter's red wine in the human world, it is said that families with daughters need to prepare it and take it out to drink on the day when the daughter gets married and returns home.

Although Zhao Xuan had never drunk this daughter's red wine, he thought the meaning was quite interesting.

The human world is a place of contradictions and human nature, unlike the celestial race and the gods, where everyone is arrogant and cold.

"Have you completely taken over the demon world now?" Zhongli had heard a lot about Zhao Xuan's past great achievements over the years.

As a demon god who ascended to heaven first, Zhao Xuan managed to hold on for three years before getting angry despite the hostility of the entire Celestial Clan. Zhongli thought that this was already a rare achievement.

You have to know that every time he was invited by the Celestial Clan to attend those banquets, he was too lazy to go eight out of ten times, and for the remaining one or two times he went, he just wanted to watch the fun and ruin the party.

It seems that everyone in the Celestial Clan has restrained themselves in recent years and no longer dares to target Zhongli like they did Zhao Xuan before. In fact, they still look down on Zhongli in secret.

Zhong Li knew clearly in his heart that perhaps because he had witnessed the fickleness of human nature, he was extremely sensitive to these contemptuous looks.

However, compared to the concern and discomfort he felt when he was young, after Zhongli ascended to heaven, there was a time when he just wanted to make the entire Celestial Clan suffer.

"I guess so." Zhao Xuan didn't want to talk about this topic, so he just dealt with it casually.

"You sent me so many dead souls last time, and it took me three months to sort them out. Shouldn't you treat me to a meal?"

Zhongli drank half a jar of wine but he was not drunk at all, which surprised Zhao Xuan.

Just looking at Zhongli's face would always give people some misunderstandings, thinking that he is not a good alcoholic.

In reality, however, the opposite is true.

How could you not understand the wine that Zhao Xuan brewed himself?

The wine was very strong. Chu Ge only drank three cups and became drunk.

A jar of wine contains at least a dozen cups. Usually, Zhao Xuan would gradually become tipsy after drinking a whole jar.

Zhongli was beyond Zhao Xuan's expectation. He was not drunk at all. His eyes were clear, and his ears and face were as white as ever.

"Nice drinker."

"But, eating? Aren't you dreaming too much? As the King of Hell, aren't these your responsibilities?" For some reason, Zhao Xuan subconsciously recalled some past events.

Especially when he had just ascended, he asked Chu Ge for food, and Chu Ge prepared a table full of fake dishes for him. And later when he asked for food, Chu Ge learned to cook.

Those things are still vivid in my mind.

These memories were once the most ordinary and common, but now when I think about them carefully, they seem so distant as if they happened a long, long time ago.

Obviously, those things were just commonplace, but Zhao Xuan pondered them over and over again, as if those things were the most precious treasures that could not afford to be neglected or forgotten in the slightest.

Zhongli didn't notice Zhao Xuan's distraction, and continued to talk to himself, "That being said, there is no one like you. Even on a battlefield, there wouldn't be so many souls being extradited to the underworld in one day."

When Zhao Xuan thought about Chu Ge, he felt unhappy and took out another jar.

No matter how bad his mood was in the Celestial Clan, he would not drink every day. But after waking up this time, for some reason, he always felt empty in his heart.

I want to do something, but I'm afraid that if I actually do it, it will end up doing something worse.

After struggling repeatedly, Zhao Xuan lay on the rooftop these days and watched the changes in the demon world. Whether other people were happy or not, Zhao Xuan didn't know...

Anyway, he himself didn't seem as happy as expected.

Zhongli came to find Zhao Xuan originally to express his gratitude. If Zhao Xuan had not rescued him, even if he had tried his best, he might not have been able to escape successfully, let alone ascend to heaven.

Zhongli was in a very bad condition at that time. It was not an exaggeration to say that he had no desire to survive. The pain of having his tail cut off was no less than the pain of having his heart cut out. Moreover, in order to save Yu Sheng, Zhongli even cut off both of his tails.

In that situation, he was at the end of his rope. Even if he managed to escape, his chances of survival were less than 30%.

The divine light that Zhao Xuan hit him with saved his life.

Zhongli will always remember this favor.

However, if you just express your gratitude verbally for saving your life, it would be too light and seem insincere.

After hearing Zhao Xuan say that there was no need to thank him, Zhongli did not mention it at that time. However, when he was about to leave, he still bowed solemnly and expressed his gratitude.

Seeing that Zhao Xuan had wine in his hand and was in a carefree state, Zhongli couldn't help but remind him, "The Celestial Clan won't let you go so easily."

Zhao Xuan was not surprised and nodded, "I know."

Zhongli, "......"

"Just so you know, I'm leaving now."

Zhao Xuan was too lazy to even stand up, he just waved his hand, "Goodbye."

Just as Zhongli and Zhao Xuan said, the Celestial Clan would naturally not let Zhao Xuan go.

In that battle, they didn't care whether Zhao Xuan was taken advantage of by the Heart-Eating Sword. Anyway, the entire Celestial Clan blamed Zhao Xuan for the hatred and humiliation.