In the evening of the next day, in Shi's villa.
The specially invited chefs were busy, and the outsiders gathered around a table to celebrate Old Man Shi's sixty-fifth birthday while chatting and tasting delicious food.
He didn't invite outsiders to this five-day banquet. Except for old friends such as "Empress Yi" and "Sinhuo Tianjun", he only had the elder brother, his own daughter, unworthy disciples and the rest of the Ice God Sect.
Of course, Haiximen, Hanchi Sect, and Dinghaizhu in the Wuyuehui Alliance all sent qualified disciples to congratulate them with fine wine.
Lou Cheng was quietly listening to the elders bragging about the past, suddenly his heart moved, and he turned his head to look at the door.
Immediately afterwards, "Impressive Queen" Fei Dan also reacted similarly, and old man Shi and others followed in doubt.
At this time, it is dark and rainy outside, and spring is swaying on the branches.
"Huh?" After a few seconds, Comrade Shi Jianguo suddenly asked in confusion.
Shi Yuejian was confused at first, then her eyes lit up, she stood up, and quickly walked to the door, pulling it away.
In the sparse rain outside the door, a tall and majestic figure in Tibetan blue is slowly approaching with two old jars in hand. Every drop of water that gets close to him will automatically evaporate without leaving any traces. It is the "Dragon King" Chen Qitao!
As soon as he appeared in this way, there was no sound in the connected living room and dining room, and all eyes were on him as he approached in the bitter wind and rain, like a great sun rising retrograde.
Chen Qitao stepped into the villa slowly, without bringing any rain, and without putting on airs, he was majestic, so much so that Shi Yuejian, who was at the door to welcome him, forgot to speak, so that everyone present forgot to speak.
Walking to the dining table in one step, the "Dragon King" put the two old jars in front of old man Shi, and the cups and plates moved automatically, leaving enough space.
"Ten thousand years wine from Yaozhou ancient cellar." Chen Qitao stretched out his palm and patted the seal of one of the jars, and the aftertaste fragrance permeated the air.
Old man Shi came back to his senses, laughed and said:
"I remember that there are only five altars, you just snatched half of them!"
"Stinky boy, hurry up and add a chair!"
Hearing the order, Lou Cheng suddenly realized.
"Dragon King" is here to celebrate his birthday!
It's just that everyone didn't expect that the atmosphere just now seemed like an enemy came to destroy the family.
The master probably just invited me casually before, and didn't even think about his coming.
Of course, the seriousness and majesty of the "Dragon King" also bear a considerable part of the responsibility!
In the midst of slander, he and Shi Yuejian found a chair from the guest room and placed it next to their master.
The "Dragon King" was also polite, Da Ma Jin Dao sat down.
"Back then, hey, I lived and died several times in war-torn areas, and I didn't see you giving wine to the old man. Why did I suddenly think of this today?" Comrade Shi Jianguo said half teasingly and half emotionally.
"It didn't happen to be your birthday at that time." Chen Qitao replied with a very serious attitude without changing his poker face.
The surroundings were quiet again, not knowing how to answer the conversation.
... This joke is so cold... "Dragon King" really has no sense of humor... Another form of cold-hearted king... This is the first time Lou Chengshang has seen Chen Qitao in a similar situation, so he couldn't help but complain a few words in his heart.
Old Man Shi laughed dryly, shook his head and said:
"You, you are still the same as before, have not changed, but you are my worry-free apprentice, please beat me up."
Master, it's really beating... Lou Cheng felt pain all over his body when he heard this word.
After losing to the "Dragon King" in the "Wu Sheng War" last time, his attitude has not changed. He did not only support the younger generation and be hostile to qualified competitors like the rumors said. .
Thinking about it, it was the first challenge in the official competition. Although I had only 70% of my strength left due to the accumulation of injuries, I never thought that I would lose so easily and miserably. It was almost like being hanged. The reason why the peerless double pride in the state is the peerless double pride.
Anyway, the "thumping" once or twice a week has never been less, but in the past year, I have made rapid progress. In daily practice, although the number of wins is small, it is finally time to win, but well, every time If he wins, the next round will inevitably be a terrible counterattack, a brutal "beating", it is unbearable to look back on, and it hurts just thinking about it.
Of course, it was precisely because of this kind of "beating" that I was able to improve so quickly. In less than two years, I was able to call myself super first-class with a clear conscience.
"You're welcome." The "Dragon King" didn't even look at Lou Cheng, but his expression was slightly soft, as if it was an activity that could entertain his body and mind.
Lou Cheng couldn't help touching the corner of his mouth, it hurts and it heals, it heals and it hurts again, teeth fall out and grow back, grow and fall out again, it's almost an old disease.
Because the "Dragon King" has also conquered war-torn areas, and he has a common language with "Empress Yi" and others, the atmosphere of the banquet gradually recovered.
There is no doubt that he listens more than speaks, but every time he speaks, he always makes the table quiet.
"If the 'God of War' could hear your comments, his descendants might not be able to hold on to his coffin..." Wu Molian shook his head repeatedly at the vicious and mean comments of the "Dragon King".
Hey, he was the only one present who could say that, of course, because the "God of War" died under his hands.
Old man Shi also brought back memories, and was about to brag about his experience of killing a strong man of the same realm, when he suddenly saw "Dragon King" glance at the door.
Immediately afterwards, his unworthy disciple stood up, walked over with a smile, and opened the door:
"It's better to come early than to come by coincidence."
"En." Lin Que by the door didn't change his expression in the slightest because of his nonsense.
He also carried two jars of wine, came to Old Man Shi, remained silent for a few seconds, and said:
"Coach Shi, my grandparents asked me to bring over two altars of old wine that I buried for twenty years. I wish you good luck like the East China Sea, and a longer life than Nanshan."
When delivering the congratulatory speech, Lou Cheng smiled and waited for his uncle to stutter, stutter, or feel embarrassed, but Lin Que remained calm and calm from the beginning to the end, without any other reaction.
Such an embarrassing and old-fashioned line, in what mood did you say it so smoothly? Lou Cheng shook his head secretly, and muttered silently: "It's boring, it's boring...
...
In a villa next to the Wuyue Club.
After wiping the "Ice Spear", the dull Huang Ke took out a bottle of wine carved from sapphire from the wine cabinet, and poured himself a glass, the color of which was close to that of a lake.
His disciple, Zheng Yu, who was still trying to attack the outside world, said doubtfully:
"Master, why do you suddenly want to drink?"
My master has always collected and appreciated mostly.
Another disciple, Qian Qiyue, looked at the balcony and looked into the distance and said, "Today is the sixty-fifth birthday of Senior Shi of the Ice God Sect. Master, do you want to send him a bottle of wine?"
But what's the point of having a taste first
Huang Ke didn't open his mouth. Holding the wine glass, he walked slowly to the balcony, looked in the direction of Shi's house, and said after a moment of silence:
"No need, we don't have any friendship with each other."
Having said that, his tone suddenly became a little erratic:
"When I entered the sect, it was at the peak of his glory. I always set him as my goal, and wanted to find an opportunity to challenge him. Unfortunately, I have never been able to achieve this wish."
"And now..." He rarely smiled, "We are all old."
Strong men like them, no matter how old they were thirty years old, they could easily beat non-human beings, but compared with the middle-aged youths of the same level, they really had to obey their old age.
"King of Spears" Huang Ke did not sigh, picked up his wine glass, sipped it in the direction of Shi's family, and made a toast from afar.
...
After the birthday banquet, some said goodbye, and some continued talking about the past.
Lou Cheng was afraid that his uncle would not like this kind of occasion, so he dragged him to the quiet balcony, and asked with a smile:
"Have you experienced many things in the war-torn area this time?"
"A lot." Lin Que replied simply.
"What are there?" Lou Cheng asked with great interest.
"Too long." Lin Que remained silent as usual.
The corner of Lou Cheng's mouth twitched, then he smiled and said:
"How did you jump over the Dragon Gate and achieve Waigang?"
"That's it." Lin Que replied calmly.
Can we still have a good chat... Lou Cheng lowered his head and sent a message to classmate Ke Xiaoke:
"Your brother chatted to death!"
Lin Que watched him finish pressing the virtual keyboard, and then slowly said:
"In war-torn areas, some things are more important to do than to say."
"Yeah." Lou Cheng nodded thoughtfully, "I have a mission to go there in the future, and I'll help out with something."
Most of the strong outsiders there would not welcome me...
After a few seconds of silence, he changed the subject and said:
"Do you want to participate in the 'Wu Jihad' next month?"
"Yes." Lin Que said concisely.
"Well, what's the goal?" Lou Cheng casually searched for a topic.
Lin Que raised his eyes, staring at him with pitch-black eyes:
"Beat you."
Uncle, are you serious, or are you joking... Lou Cheng's expression froze.
Lin Que turned around and walked towards the guest room. When he was about to leave the balcony, he said again:
"I'll keep trying."