In the evening, Ye Xiong was carving inscriptions on the weapons. Murong Ruyin walked in and said, "Master, there is a bonfire party going on outside. Should we go out and have a look?"
"Who held the party?" Ye Xiong asked strangely.
"Wang Zhong and Liu Fuming said that they should celebrate that the City of Death survived the disaster this time and use this party to enhance the cohesion of the monks here." Murong Ruyin said.
"The two of them really have ideas. At this time, many people are panicked and don't know if they can resist the demon army next time. This way they can really stabilize the morale of the army." Ye Xiong praised.
"Then shall we go out?" Murong Ruyin said.
"Of course I want to go. At this time, if I don't go out, others will definitely think that I am nervous. Not only do I want to go out, but I also want to eat, drink and have fun. At least I have to look confident." Ye Xiong said with a smile.
"After all, you still do it for work." Murong Ruyin curled her lips.
“Working and dating are both the same.”
Ye Xiong burst out laughing and walked out of the room.
When we walked to the square, there were countless fires lit there. Thousands of monks were dancing and talking around the fires. Some beautiful female monks even danced around the fires.
Seeing this scene, Ye Xiong couldn't help but sigh.
"Master, why are you sighing?" Murong Ruyin asked strangely.
"Who would have thought that such a scene would appear in the City of Death."
"Yeah, who would have thought that this place used to be called the most chaotic area outside the territory." Murong Ruyin also sighed. "More than a month ago, people here were still killing people on the street. There was no family or friends, only profit, and everyone
We are in danger, and now everyone can dance around the fire."
"Speaking of which, they have to thank the demon world. If it weren't for the attack by the demon world's army, they wouldn't be able to unite together!"
"When I was a child, I lived at my grandma's house for a while. There were several brothers next door who often fought and became enemies. But once a brother was bullied, they would unite and deal with each other unanimously," Murong Ruyin said.
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"This is that external contradictions are always greater than internal contradictions."
The two of them walked and chatted, and soon came to one of the fires, where many people were drinking and chatting.
"Master Ye is here."
"Master Ye, let's drink together."
"Master Ye, sit here."
Seeing Ye Xiong and Murong Ruyin coming over, the monks nearby made room for them and enthusiastically served him wine.
Ye Xiong was not polite, took the wine, and started drinking with them.
People around him gathered around him one after another, and within a short time, he was surrounded by a crowd of people.
Ye Xiong was already good at eloquence, and he was approachable and heroic. In an instant, he became one with a group of people.
Some beautiful female monks also ran over and danced around the fire in front of them, hoping to attract his attention.
Murong Ruyin watched her man shine, but did not pass over it, just silently watching from the side.
Suddenly, she found that Shirley and the Meng family siblings, Xiaodie, had come over at some point and were sitting together.
She walked over and said, "Sister Shirley, when did you come and why didn't you tell us?"
"We didn't call you because we didn't want to leave a date for you." Meng Miao said with a smile.
Murong Ruyin suddenly felt a little embarrassed. This Meng Miao was really a brat, always making fun of herself.
She sat next to Shirley and saw that she was silent, knowing that she was thinking of the dead man again.
Ye Xiong told her about Shirley. As both women, she knew what it felt like to lose the man she loved most.
Even so, she still survived with strength, which made Murong Ruyin have to admire her.
"Sister Shirley, do you have any more wine? Give me some." Murong Ruyin asked.
A new bottle of wine appeared in Shirley's hand. She took it out of the storage ring and handed it over.
Murong Ruyin was not polite, picked up the wine and started drinking.
The wine is very spicy and strong, with a rough taste. One sip will burn you to your heart.
"Sister Shirley, give me a bottle." Meng Bing'er said.
Shirley took out another bottle of wine and handed it over.
"There is me, I want it too," Meng Miao said.
There seemed to be an endless supply of wine in Shirley's storage ring.
"Xiaodie, do you want it?" Meng Binger asked.
"I don't want it." Xiaodie shook her head.
"How can you not, Sister Shirley, give Xiaodie another bottle, everyone will drink it, and there will be no return unless you get drunk." Meng Miao said.
Xiaodie took the wine and started drinking too.
After drinking for a while, everyone was a bit drunk, and while chatting, Meng Miao suddenly started to curse.
"Bullshit patron saint, we worshiped Ice Spirit as the patron saint of the Ice Palace in vain. Who knew that not only did it fail to protect the Ice Palace, but it actually killed our Master Ma Kun and Brother Du Meng. Sister Shirley, don't worry, there will always be someone.
One day I discover the Ice Spirit, and I will definitely kill it and avenge Brother Du."
"Come on, you just drank so much and started talking nonsense again. You don't even know what Bing Ling looks like, and you still want to take revenge!" Meng Bing'er despised him fiercely.
"It's not like I feel uncomfortable when I see Sister Shirley like this. What a bullshit Bing Ling." Meng Miao was still cursing.
Xiaodie sat next to him and remained silent.
"What happened in the past is in the past. Don't mention it anymore. People can't be resurrected after death." Shirley said casually.
She looks very open-minded on the surface, but in fact everyone knows that she has never been open-minded.
After a while, Ye Xiong came and sat down next to a few people.
"Brother Ye, can I go on the field and kill the enemy?" Meng Miao asked.
"No, I promised the Ice King, what if something happens to you?" Ye Xiong refused.
"Brother Ye, please, let us fight!"
"Yes, Brother Ye, we all want to go out and fight demon cultivators, so just agree to it!" Meng Bing'er persuaded.
It's not that Ye Xiong doesn't want them to go out, it's that their strength is limited and he's afraid that they might have some shortcomings.
These demonic cultivators are all very powerful, all of them are in the middle stage of foundation building or above, and most of them are in the late stage. Ye Xiong is afraid that they will be in danger if they go out.
"It will depend on the situation at that time. If possible, I will let you enter the second team." Ye Xiong thought for a moment and said.
"Brother Ye, what is the second team?" Meng Bing'er asked strangely.
"I plan to divide into two teams during the war. You will understand then." Ye Xiong said perfunctorily.
Next, a few people drank for a while, and then talked about some past events.
During this time, Xiaodie didn't say much.
After drinking until midnight, everyone went back to rest.
With the city protection restrictions in place, Ye Xiong was not worried at all. If there was an invasion by a demonic cultivator, he would be able to detect it immediately.