C14 To Express One's Meaning in Song

Seeing the expressions on everyone's faces, Xin Youxuan was no longer angry. He picked up the wine jar and began to drink. However, he drank very slowly and with some difficulty. It took him at least three times the amount of time it took for him to finish it.

Looking at the expression on Xin's face, Zhaohao grinned and said, "Xin Xiuxuan, the first jar is almost up. With this level, you still dare to compete with me?"

For a moment, the surrounding Mongol spectators also started to discuss with each other.

At this time, Zayad became even more proud. In one breath, he drank six jars of the finest horse milk wine.

Seeing that Zayad had gotten drunk, he knew that he was almost done. With a wave of his hand, one of the wine jars' wine caps fell off.

He then used his true qi to lift up the wine jug. The jug tilted slightly, and a gulp of horse milk wine was left exactly in the mouth, all the way until the wine in the jug was finished.

In terms of ability to ride and shoot, a Mongolian warrior could be said to be unrivalled in the world. However, most Mongolians had never seen this kind of wondrous skill before. They all thought that Xin Xiaoxuan was a deity that had descended to the mortal world and was proficient in magic.

They were all stunned.

After the same amount of wine was drunk from the six jugs, Xin Youxuan ordered people to fill the vat with milk. He then exerted some force with his arms and raised the vat to drink.

If these horse milk wine were to be stuffed into his stomach, then he was afraid that his stomach would burst.

In fact, when Xin Youxuan drank the horse milk wine, she would follow her father's secret inner force cultivation method and use her inner force to force the horse milk wine from her stomach and into the grass beneath her feet.

After that, in order to test out how much his cultivation had improved recently, he converted his zhenqi into three types of true flame, evaporating the horse milk within him into steam. In an instant, the fragrance of horse milk filled the air around him.

If he drank as much as he wanted, then it could be said that his alcohol capacity was limitless, allowing him to drink as much as he wanted. Moreover, this medium horse milk wine itself had the effect of strengthening the body. If one drank more, it would increase Xin Youxuan's strength.

When the large vat was finished, Zach was so frightened that he felt his body go soft. He thought to himself, "Could it be that Xin Xiaoyuan can use magic? Drinking so much at once."

In fact, how could he know that in terms of alcohol consumption, Xin Xiaoyuan's alcohol consumption was far lower than his.

At this time, Xin Xiuxuan made a gesture to invite him to drink a large vat of water.

Zayad knew what Xin Xiaoyuan was thinking, but with the way he was drinking, there was no way he would be able to do it. Just a moment ago, he was overjoyed. Yet, in front of so many eyes, he wasn't able to act so arrogantly. He didn't know what to do at this moment.

Standing aside, he carefully observed the two men drinking with each other. Seeing this scene, he thought to himself: Zhahaha, if I let him be too ugly, he would probably anger Torrigo, although he is not afraid of her, but he is sick, so it would not be worth it if I were to offend both of them for such a small matter. Furthermore, this Xin Shaoxuan was the savior of my sister and me.

As he thought of this, Kublai got up and walked between the two of them, saying, "The alcohol capacity of the young Xuan anda is very good, everyone admires it, and you don't have to be embarrassed, Zhahao. I have always admired your alcohol capacity, and to be honest, I cannot drink more than you."

Although Zayad seemed to be reckless, he was one of Li Ge's trusted aides. Being influenced by her, he was not the kind of person who did not know when to stop and when to stop.

After hearing what Kublai had said, he took advantage of the situation and left without another word. He glared fiercely at Xin Xiuxuan, and then left in a dejected manner.

Mongol's favorite hero was a capable hero. In addition, everyone had long been dissatisfied with Zhai Hao relying on Torrigo's power to bully men and bully women. However, none of them dared to say anything.

Xin Youxuan, Kublai, and the others quickly sat down and began to drink again. The atmosphere was very warm.

Slowly, Kublai was drunk first.

At this time, the person sitting next to Xin Xiuxuan asked, "Big brother Xunxuan, do you like to ride horses?"

"Running through the vast expanse of the sky and the endless wilderness is exactly what I yearn for." Xin Youxuan answered.

He also sped up, his beautiful eyes looking around as he said to Xin Youxuan, "Then what are we waiting for?"

After she finished speaking, she grabbed onto Xin Xiaoyuan's hand and went over to his mount. She let him ride on it first, then she leaped onto it and wrapped her arms around his waist.

The horse whinnied and began to gallop.

The horse that was fast like a flower was a red stallion. It was as fast as lightning, and as he sat on it, he felt as if he wanted to ride the cloud.

Both of them had the same taste of alcohol, but this was the first time Xin Xiaoyuan had been so close to a girl. A faint fragrance seeped into her heart, intoxicating her.

In the midst of his favorite singing scene, he began to sing a piece of Mongolian music:

Within the room.

Endless loneliness.

My heart is full of sorrow,

It was a pity that the spring had already passed.

There were only a few drops of spring rain left,

Where is he?

All eyes are wilted grass,

Chop the way back.

This song was about hurting the spring and leaving the hate. It says heartbreak, it says heartbreak. Wounded spring, wounded, blended into a soft, soft, deep sorrow. Logically speaking, his mood right now wasn't the same as his mood right now. However, the speed of it was also due to the tragic beauty of Li Qingzhao's poems.

In other words, in a heart that didn't have any flowers, this kind of sad beauty was a kind of sublimation of happiness, a different kind of feeling.

After a moment of silence, Xin Xiuxuan also began to sing a song:

In the distance, there was a vast expanse of white fog.

It seemed to connect to the Nine Heavens.

The magnificent Milky Way,

The thousand sails danced in the air.

It was a place of dreams,

The gale slowly died down.

The 90,000 Li Wind Roc was raised.

The wind stopped.

The human also flew …

The great barge blows away the three mountains.

This song had a majestic and heroic tone, writing the sky, the clouds, the fog, the stars and the thousand sails. The scene was already magnificent, integrating the feelings of life into the dream, bringing Qu Yuan's "Li Suo", Zhuangzi's "Free and Unrestrained" and even the myths and legends into the palace, transforming the dream, history and reality into one, grand and unrestrained. It was exactly the character and style that Xin's heart yearned for.

The song brought the two of them closer together.

He quickly wrapped his arm around her waist and spun on the horse's back, facing her. Then, he sat on the horse.

There was no response. The horse continued to gallop, and their love seemed to last forever …