Goddess Reborn: The Three Princesses Against Poison

Chu Yan patted Pei Luo Chenyao on the shoulder to express his silent comfort.

Pei Luo Chenyao smiled bitterly, but seemed to be deeply trapped in the most beautiful first meeting in the past.

Although Wu Liluo at that time was when the poison attacked, it had the beauty that made Pei Luo Chenyao's heart-warming, a beauty of despair, and a beauty of heartache.

"Yan Hui, do you know what it is like to be tired?" He asked so sadly.

Chu Yan recalled the answer, but couldn't answer.

Although he had been tired, he was so not worth mentioning than Pei Luo Chenyao!

What is more tired than having a life of nothing that has passed for four lifetimes?

The wind is whistling, sad and silent.

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The most prosperous wine shop in Kyoto City, the peaceful wine shop in my lifetime, was originally a lively wine shop, but it has been deserted for more than a month.

Of course, it’s not that the business of the wine shop is not good, but that the young owner of the wine shop is buying drunk.

Buying drunk day and night.

The entire restaurant has already closed down and thanked the guests, and only the young owner of Qianluo Villa is buying drunk here.

When Chu Yan returned to the peace of life, she couldn't help but frown tightly and looked at the Accord upstairs.

A purple figure was pouring wine by the window without any scruples. The wine slid down the corner of his mouth and wet his robes, but he ignored it and continued to pour wine so violently.

The shopkeeper came forward and asked carefully, "Young Master Chu is here!"

"Yeah!" Chu Yan responded, looked at the mess in the winery, and asked with a frown, "Which is the first time today?"

"Seventeen!" the shopkeeper's honest advice, "and they are all the most violent Jinxu wine!"

Chu Yan rubbed his eyebrows back and couldn't help but sigh, "It's been 37 days in a row. If this continues, even if the wine shop can bear it, his body will not be able to bear it."

"Yes, yes, Mr. Chu, please persuade the young owner of the manor. This is not a solution!" The shopkeeper looked embarrassed. In the past thirty-seven days, the entire restaurant was terrible.

I don’t care much about those losses. I care about them. If Pei Luo Chenyao continues like this, I will sooner or later drink it.

Chu Yanhui was naturally more anxious than the shopkeeper. He came every day and every time, but he could only say some useless words, but he could not shake Pei Luo Chenyao in the end.

He is still so drunk day and night.

Chu Yan shook her head back, stepped on the stairs, and slowly went upstairs.

In my mind, it was still the same day. After Pei Luo Chenyao learned the bad news about Wu Liluo, he was hit and stayed on the mountainside for three days and three nights.

I just stood on the hillside, looking at the direction on the hill, motionless.

On summer nights, wind and rain are mixed, thunder and lightning are lit, but Pei Luo Chenyao stood there motionlessly, with his eyes burningly looking at the direction of the mountain.

On the third day, he finally fell on the mountainside because of his physical overdraw.

Chu Yanhui happened to take people up to check it out. When he saw Pei Luo Chenyao lying on the mountainside, he was already in a daze when he brought it back.

The imperial physician said that he had lost the consciousness of survival.

Chu Yan returned to find his friend, gave him a needle, forcibly pulled his people back from the gates of hell.