Looking at Meng Qingqiu, who was drunk and very different from the past, Lin Chong frowned slightly and threw a questioning look at Huo Lengmei: "What's going on?"

Huo Lengmei replied softly: "When I came here in the morning, the Supreme Elder was like this."

"So you've been waiting stupidly and did nothing?"

"I dare not."

Huo Lengmei's voice became smaller and smaller: "The Supreme Elder was very prejudiced to the Guanghan Sect. If I woke her up, she might be furious..."

Furious?

It is hard for Lin Chong to imagine that Meng Qingqiu, who has always been gentle and affable, would be related to these four words.

Since Huo Lengmei didn't dare, Lin Chong had to take action himself.

Lin Chong walked to Meng Qingqiu, grabbed the latter's shoulder and shook it: "Aunt Meng, are you okay?"

Meng Qingqiu raised his head, opened a gap slightly, glanced at Lin Chong and closed it again, not knowing if he had recognized him.

Lin Chong couldn't do so, so he had to squat down, his eyes level with Meng Qingqiu's eyes, and at the same time, the shaking force on his hands was increasing: "Wake up, Aunt Meng, it's dawn."

Meng Qingqiu was shaken by Lin Chong and her consciousness finally recovered a little.

She burped and her body slid weakly from the chair. Her two well-proportioned and straight legs were exposed to the air, as white as if they were glowing.

Lin Chong hugged Meng Qingqiu's body in time so that she did not slide to the ground.

Meng Qingqiu opened her eyes again, stared at Lin Chong with a hazy look, opened her mouth and squirted a sip of alcohol, and asked drunkenly: "Brother Lin, why are you here?"

Why am I here?

You called me here yet.

Lin Zhong secretly complained in his heart.

But Lin Chong knew that there was no reason to talk to the drunkard, so he did not answer and directly picked up Meng Qingqiu, walked into the inner room, and placed it on a leather sofa.

During this process, Lin Chong tried his best to control his vision, not to see Meng Qingqiu's long legs exposed outside, and even took off his coat to cover the other party's imaginative body.

"water."

Lin Chong looked back at Huo Lengmei.

Huo Lengmei quickly took a glass of water from the water dispenser and handed it to Lin Chong with both hands.

Lin Chong put the cup containing water to Meng Qingqiu's mouth: "Aunt Meng, drink water."

"I won't drink."

Meng Qingqiu shook his head like a rattle: "Where is wine? I want wine."

"No wine, you're drunk..."

"Who is drunk? I'm not drunk! I can still drink!"

"Okay, okay, you're not drunk, you're not drunk."

Seeing Meng Qingqiu waving his arms and preparing to go crazy, Lin Chong quickly comforted him with kind words.

He opened his eyes today. It turned out that Aunt Meng, who was usually dignified and generous, looked like this when she got drunk.

No wonder Huo Lengmei hid far away and did not dare to get close to her. She must have suffered before.

"Brother Lin, it's boring for me to drink alone. You can drink with me."

Meng Qingqiu continued to murmur: "I'm so lonely. There is not even a person who can drink with me. I'm all dead..."

As he was talking, two lines of clear tears suddenly slid down Meng Qingqiu's cheeks.

Unexpectedly, Meng Qingqiu cried as soon as she said she could cry, and Lin Chong was suddenly a little busy.

He subconsciously cast a look at Huo Lengmei for help, but Huo Lengmei's eyes were also red, her lips were pursed, and she stood aside and she cried silently.

Well, I can only rely on myself.

"Okay, I'll drink with you in the future. As long as you want to drink, you can come to me."

Lin Chong followed Meng Qingqiu's words and said: "But you have to drink this glass of water first."

"real?"

Meng Qingqiu raised his hazy tears, and I felt pity for him.

"real!"

Lin Chong answered firmly without hesitation.

This set really worked. Meng Qingqiu opened his mouth obediently and drank a large cup of clear water "gudugudu".

After drinking, I smacked my lips a few times, as if I was missing the smell of wine.

Lin Chong pressed Meng Qingqiu's shoulder again, injected internal breath to relieve the alcoholic energy for the latter.

As the effect of alcohol disappeared, Meng Qingqiu's mind gradually returned to Qingming.

She sat up straight without saying a word, put Lin Chong's coat on her shoulders, and the internal energy was circulating along the meridians, first in the small circumference and then in the large circumference. This cycle took several times and the alcoholic spirit completely dissipated.

"Sorry, Brother Lin, I'm going to let you see a joke."

The first thing Meng Qingqiu did after opening his eyes was to apologize to Lin Chong.

"It doesn't matter."

Lin Chongyun said calmly: "But I think you shouldn't torture yourself like this."

Meng Qingqiu's tears were not dry, and she was too lazy to wipe it. She raised her snow-white neck and stared at the ceiling.

"Brother Lin, why are you practicing martial arts for?" she asked in a low voice after a long time.

"In the past, it was to protect the people who wanted to protect. Now, in addition to protecting others, I also wanted to climb to the peak of martial arts and see the scenery above the peak." Lin Chong replied truthfully.

"What if the person you want to protect dies?"

Meng Qingqiu retracted his gaze and turned to Lin Chong: "Everything you rely on to fight for is gone away from you. Do you still have the courage to move forward?"

Lin Chong thought carefully for a while and slowly shook his head: "I don't know."

"Since you don't know, why should I persuade me?"

Meng Qingqiu leaned forward slightly, bringing the distance to Lin Chong closer. Lin Chong's young face reflected in his bright phoenix eyes, and his tone was aggressive: "You have not experienced the pain I have experienced, what qualifications do you have to persuade me?"

Lin Chong straightened his back, his face calmly, and looked at Meng Qingqiu calmly: "Because you are my Aunt Meng, you saved my life, I hope you live a happy life, not living in the past, that's all."

Meng Qingqiu's eyes gradually became softer.

"Good boy."

She reached out and stroked Lin Chong's cheek: "Do you want to hear a story?"

Lin Keyou: "Okay."

Meng Qingqiu retracted her palm and patted the sofa: "Sit next to me."

Lin Chong acted as he said.

Meng Qingqiu put his head on Lin Chong's shoulders, closed his eyes, and began to tell a dusty history.

"A long time ago, there was a very powerful sect in the martial arts world. That sect is located in the distant northwest, not involved in the world, and concentrates on practicing."

"There are two great masters in the sect, one man and one woman, who are married and have a daughter."

"Maybe it's because of the accumulation of various trivial matters in life, or maybe it's because of different practice ideas between them, their relationship has problems and they have a big fight."

"A ordinary person quarrels at most, they will part in disagreement, but what if the two parties are the grandmasters?"

"In order to prove that they are correct, they began to promote their own practice concepts in the sect, while raising themselves and belittled each other, causing the sect to gradually split, with each other's power and water, and friction continued."

"Their daughter was sandwiched in the middle. Although she tried her best to ease the dispute between the two sides, it was useless. She was very sad and very sad because of this. Fortunately, there was a boy who had been with her and comforting her."
Chapter completed!