Song of Adolescence

Since the day when Tang Lian became the big disciple of Xueyue City, she had experienced several life-and-death battles, but she had never felt like death came so quickly, so she didn't leave the slightest chance to resist.

There are dozens of hidden weapons hidden in his body.

His fist has just taken the first momentum.

But he never had the opportunity to fly a hidden weapon and strike the next punch. He couldn't even have reinforcements, Lei Wujie and the others couldn't arrive at this time, and even if they arrived, Tang Lian would persuade them to run away quickly and don't look back!

This Mo Yi is not an overseas fairy at all, but a devil at all!

"Is that all?" Tang Lian sighed softly and closed her eyes.

Mo Yi's long sleeves had hit his chest.

Suddenly, a fist wind hit the top of Mo Yi!

The power of this punch was more than ten times stronger than that of Tang Lianshi, and even Mo Yi couldn't take it lightly, so he immediately retracted his long sleeves and swiped it lightly to dissipate the punch.

Tang Lian staggered to the ground. He looked around happily. He was very familiar with the fist style and shouted: "Master!"

"Is he awake?" Mo Yi frowned slightly and murmured in a low voice, "Impossible. If he is awake, he should have come out to find me long ago."

Sure enough, after that fist, no one appeared, and there was no other movement.

"Master, are you here?" Tang Lian looked around, but no one responded to him.

"It seems that he still hasn't woken up, but the breath of this person is too familiar to him, so he instinctively protected him." Mo Yi smiled slightly, pointed his toes, and instantly came to Tang Lian.

Tang Lian didn't have time to react, she was about to die under Mo Yi's long sleeves. But seeing that familiar aura reappeared, Tang Lian was suddenly dragged back by a real qi, again avoiding Mo Yi's ultimate move. That zhenqi was extremely fierce, and immediately dragged Tang Lian into a cave nearby.

Mo Yi sighed: "Never mind." Then, with a wave of his long sleeves, he hit the cave, and a large piece of rubble fell to the ground, sealing the hole.

"It's impossible to wake up after drinking Mengpo Tang. You master and disciple, let's sleep together in there."

Tang Lian was violently pulled into the cave by that true energy, and then she saw that the entrance of the cave was buried by the gravel shot down by Mo Yi, and she heard a bad cry in her heart, but then she thought again: Is the master in the cave? I hurriedly looked around and saw that the cliffs all around the cave were lit with candles, and there was a huge stone table in the middle with a wine jar and wine glasses. The wine in it seemed to have been drunk, but The smell of wine is still there, and the whole cave is filled with a strong aroma of wine. A man was lying on the stone table. He was dressed in a blue suit with a beautiful moustache. He closed his eyes tightly and seemed to be drunk.

It is the famous Jiu Xian Baili Dongjun.

"Master!" Tang Lian hurriedly walked over and called out loudly.

But Baili Dongjun didn't even blink his eyelids, and was still asleep.

"Master, wake up soon!" Tang Lian gently pushed Baili Dongjun a few times. Seeing that he had no response, she hurriedly picked up the wine glass on the table, "What kind of wine did you drink that made you sleep so heavy?" He picked up the wine glass and sniffed it lightly. He felt that the consciousness in his mind suddenly drifted away, and he almost fainted directly. He hurriedly put the wine glass down and thought of the legendary wine.

Meng Po soup.

Legend has it that when a person becomes a dead soul, walks over the Naihe Bridge, and casts into the afterlife, it will be held in the hands of Po Meng, quietly waiting for you to drink it. Life is alive, so painful and difficult, this bowl is a kind of relief, a complete break with the previous life.

But according to Baili Dongjun, Meng Po Tang is the most magical wine in the world. It can make people fall into a big dream. Those forgetful past events in the dream will be remembered, and those who have left will come back. Such a one is immersed in the best dream until it dies. Some people will wake up, they will forget everything, and then they will have a new life.

He has been short of the last drink, and it seems that he has found it here.

Just this big dream, can he still wake up?

"who are you?"

"You don't know me? My father's name is Baili Chengfeng, and my mother's name is Wen Luoyu. No one in this city does not know me."

"You heard my question wrong, I asked, who are you?"

"Who am I? Are you asking my name? My name is Baili Dongjun."

"Dongjun? That's a very good name. Dongjun Kepe sounded Shanshan, and Qingyu has been going through the nine passes for a long time. Fang Xinyuxiao has thousands of miles, and the spring breeze has not reached the world. Do you know this poem?"

"never heard before."

"This is a poem from our hometown. In our hometown, Dongjun means Spring God. Spring God represents hope."

"Is your hometown beautiful? It feels beautiful to hear this poem."

"It's really beautiful, but it's completely different from the poems. There is no spring there. Snow falls throughout the year. Sometimes it is beautiful, but most of the time it makes people feel lonely. We look forward to the spring sunshine. When the time comes, we can return to our homeland."

"So, can I help you?"

"Fool, you are just called Dongjun, and you are not really Spring God. I'm leaving now. Let's see you if we have a chance."

"How can I find you in the future?"

"It may be a little troublesome then, my actions are not so free. Let's do this, you become a famous person that day, then I will know where you are. I will come to you."

"it is good."

"Your father has become popular in Baili, and your mother Wen Luoyu. They are indeed very famous. But it is not enough. You have to become a more famous talent."

"it is good."

"Let's go. Then when you are famous in the world, we will see you again."

"Drink at the bar. It's taken as an oath."

"Why do you drink at such a young age?"

"Because the wine is delicious."

Tang Lian saw the corners of Baili Dongjun's mouth slightly raised. He had been in a big dream for ten days, and finally dreamed of the beginning of the story.

That year, they met for the first time.

He is twelve years old and is a famous little bully in Qiandong City. The whole city is scared of him from his grandfather town Xihou to the street restaurant vendors.

And she was fifteen years old, and she shone like a pearl when she appeared in every city. Her beauty was shocking, but she didn't say a word to anyone until she met him.

At that time, it was still ten years before the Jiu Xian of Megatron Jianghu and the Emperor Beique met again.

Ten years later, in Xueyue City, the sky was full of camellia, and they met again.

The big dream is another ten years.