"Junior sister, why are you absent-minded? Still thinking about that kid? That kid is dead. No matter how much you think, he will not be able to survive." A middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, handsome appearance, and a tiger-back and beehive waist said.

The man's eyebrows were filled with extraordinary aura, and even in this place where there were elixirs everywhere, he exuded a superior temperament of extraordinaryness. This temperament has its own natural elements, and has an extremely superior environment for acquired success, and is gradually formed after winning every moment. The existence that can have this temperament is the pride of heaven.

Wherever you go, people dare not feel contempt.

Even some dans around him saw that although he did not know him, they still turned sideways and distanced themselves from him, because they felt in their keen instinct that this guy was very difficult to mess with.

Behind the man and a first-class woman, he looked sighing, and seemed to be quite helpless about the woman's choice.

The woman looked cold, and there seemed to be two sharp swords hidden in her eyes. Although she did not risk her murderous aura, she also gave people a very difficult feeling to mess with.

"He is not dead!" The woman never spoke, and at this time she stubbornly said four words.

These four words are called the man following him with a helpless look on his face. If someone knows this man or knows the man's name, he will never believe that this expression of helplessness will appear on his face.

Because his name means a clear solution, it means he will never lose.

Those who dare to add the word "defeat" to their name are either crazy or really amazing. Especially among the alchemists, this name itself will attract countless enemies.

Yin Qiu was defeated.

"Junior Sister Leng, that guy named Fang Dang, who is sandwiched between Dan Palace and Dragon Palace, how could he not die? Whether it is Dan Palace or Dragon Palace, they are all giants. Anyone can crush him into powder after a little movement, let alone the two of them crush him together. No matter what you say, you should actually know in your heart. If Fang Dang dies, he will never become your Taoist partner."

The woman walking in front was Leng Rongjian.

Leng Rongjian and Fang Dang had a three-year agreement. She was waiting for Fang Dang to come to find her every three years, and then they formed a Taoist couple with each other, but unexpectedly, after three years, they waited for Fang Dang's death.

Leng Rongjian stopped suddenly, but she continued to move forward and said lightly: "He will never die. He is not dead even if he is ten times more dangerous than here."

Yin Qiubai knew that he was blindly saying that Fang Dang was dead would only push Leng Rong Jian farther and farther away from him, so Yin Qiubai no longer continued this topic.

Yin Qiubai is one of the four major swordsmen in Yunjian Mountain, Shangyoujie. In fact, by seniority, Yin Qiubai is Leng Rongjian's master. However, when Yin Qiubai saw Leng Rongjian, he was shocked and immediately made a decision to become his Taoist partner. Yin Qiubai called Leng Rongjian the junior sister. I don't know how many disciples of Yunjian Mountain scolded him behind his back, but Yin Qiubai had already used one title to circle Leng Rongjian, and other disciples of Yunjian Mountain would not go to compete with the dignified Tiannan Jian.

Yin Qiu was never defeated in his life, not only against the enemy, but also in chasing women, so Yin Qiu

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) Failed did not directly use his identity to suppress Leng Rongjian to surrender. In his opinion, it would be more fulfilling to surround the prey little by little, crush the opponent, and finally eat the prey slowly. And, most importantly, this enemy must be interesting to be an opponent with equal strength. If the gap between the two sides is too great, it will be boring.

However, he overestimated his charm and underestimated Leng Rongjian's persistence towards Fang Dang.

He originally thought that Leng Rongjian would curl up beside him within a few months and turn into a submissive bird, but a few months passed, a year passed, two years passed, and it seemed that it was three years since Leng Rongjian was still as cold as her name, and seemed to be the only bastard named Fang Dang in her heart.

This is called Yin Qiubai, who had never suffered a defeat, and it felt like he was frustrated, but this was not enough to make Yin Qiubai really admit defeat. Instead, it aroused Yin Qiubai's fighting spirit to conquer Leng Rongjian.

Yin Qiubai was depressed and could not find any other topics. However, he saw a restaurant in front of him that was very lively, so he smiled and said, "Junior Sister Leng, why not try the most famous alum bar in the city. Junior Sister Leng came to Shangyou Realm not long ago, so she must taste this alum wine."

Leng Rongjian had no objection to this. She had also heard of the power of alum wine, and she also wanted to taste it to see if it was really as amazing as the legendary one.

Leng Rongjian and Yin Qiubai walked into this restaurant called Fengshengzhai.

As soon as he walked into the restaurant, there were no customers downstairs, but he heard the noise coming from the upstairs. Yin Qiubai asked the waiter curiously. The waiter smiled and said, "There are elixirs fighting wine on the fourth floor, and they are in high spirits now."

"Oh? Danshijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijiji

Then Yin Qiubai and Leng Rongjian climbed up the steps and prepared to take a look at the Danshijiji's wine fight with curiosity.

...

The situation is wrong!

Jiujiang felt that things that were originally confident began to become complicated and began to move in a direction that was not controlled by him.

Jiujiang stared at Lu Cheng with his eyes tightly, but Lu Cheng seemed to be just focusing on the wine bowl in front of him, and with both hands, he poured the wine in the jar into the wine bowl.

Jiujiang could not see Lu Cheng's expression, and could not speculate on Lu Cheng's condition at this time. But looking at Lu Cheng's hands, Jiujiang felt that Lu Cheng was as terrifying as an abyss.

Jiujiang held the wine bowl and pressed it on his lips, but this bowl of wine was not allowed to be drunk into his mouth.

The alchemists around were a little impatient when they saw this scene, but they made up their minds to mock the main target of this time the Huatumen, so they endured it and did not make a fuss.

The wine bowl in Jiujiang's hand suddenly became a little heavy. For some reason, Jiujiang's eyes were attracted by Hu Liang who was already cold on the ground. Hu Liang's face seemed to be smiling.

Jiujiang frowned and drank the wine in the bowl in one gulp. This time, Jiujiang drank very slowly. He was originally very disgraceful of Lu Cheng's method of drinking that was afraid of the sensation of alcohol. In his opinion, it was a very stupid little cleverness. Danshi is now waiting, he is dragging, he must slow down, even if it is just

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) He was very disdainful and clever, and he was waiting for the alcohol on Lu Cheng to get angry.

The Dans around him watched Jiujiang drink in small mouthfuls, almost shamelessly.

If it were the Danshi of Huatumen who drank like this, they would have been so cheering that they had already lifted up the building of the house. At this moment, they showed all their patience to wait quietly. In the end, they couldn't wait any longer, so they started cheering and applauding Jiujiang's drinking attitude.

This is even more stinky than shameless.

The alchemists of Huatumen were so angry that their faces were red. Even the few alchemists from Fengyunzhai kept rubbing their noses to hide their embarrassment.

Jiujiang finally slowly drank a bowl of wine. At this time, Jiujiang's face turned bloody red. Then he sat down slowly. If he didn't sit down again, his legs would tremble and make him sway with him. That would be too ugly. Even though he was sitting on the chair, he still felt that his body was gradually losing balance. He had to try his best to stabilize his body. He didn't even know if he was swaying left and right like a ridiculous tumbler at this time.

While delaying the time, the alcohol on his body began to rush over and over again. Jiujiang had already drunk four bowls of alum wine before, and the alcohol had already begun to brew and ferment. Now there are five bowls in a row, and it has reached nine bowls in total. This is his limit. Of course, he can drink another bowl, but after another bowl, he probably has to...

Jiujiang stabilized his body and looked at Lu Cheng opposite him. He felt that Lu Cheng should have reached his limit. A Jindan Dan drank five bowls of alum wine in one breath. In addition, he had just delayed it. Now the alcoholism should be bursting out. That damn guy should also...

how?

In Jiujiang's eyes, Lu Cheng, who should have reached the limit like him, actually put the wine bowl on his lips and dries it, relaxing and casual, as if he was drinking boiled water.

Jiujiang looked at Lu Cheng blankly. Not only Jiujiang, but also the alchemists around him were scared by Lu Cheng. This guy drank too fast and almost didn't leave anyone with a little breathing time. As long as Jiujiang put down his wine bowl, Lu Cheng's wine bowl would definitely come to an end again.

This seems not to be about drinking a bowl of wine with courage. This seems to be Lu Cheng's oppression on Jiujiang, a more advanced tactic. This sense of oppression can crush Jiujiang's confidence in himself.

Killing a person to death with one knife is a way of killing. If you stab in with one knife and stir it a few times, killing a person is another way of killing!

Jiujiang looked at the bowl of alum wine in front of him with a dull look like a sieve beans. After grabbing the wine bowl, the wine was shaken so much that it was poured out half a bowl of wine. However, the alchemists around him completely ignored it, unlike Hu Liang's booing sounds like he had just spilled the wine.

Jiujiang could drink this bowl of wine, and then he felt dizzy, the golden elixir became turbid, and the spiritual consciousness was only left with a thread. He didn't care whether he showed any ugly appearance, whether his body was swaying like a tumbler, he didn't care anymore, the sounds around him became chaotic and weird. He was only paying attention to Lu Cheng on the opposite side, Lu Cheng, should have fallen? Lu Cheng, you should have fallen!

Jiujiang suddenly realized that Lu Cheng, who had been focusing on the wine bowl and the wine jar, slowly raised his head, with a pair of clear eyes on this face, and was staring at him coldly at this moment.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!