It was like his hand clenching the sword, no matter how many times he was injured, he still hasn't shaken in the slightest.
He will not choose to deal with the fierce, nor will he resort to delaying.
This was decided while he was holding the sword. -bar
"Haha...hahahahaha!! Ba Tianjian's laughter spread all over the world. D seems to be in a madness. However, his appearance is completely different.
Instead, he seemed to remember something interesting, and couldn't help but laugh.
He did remember. Bana was the night before the attack on Nie Yao, and Ming Feizhen came to look for him Chapter 84: A sword that shocked the sky, it came in a good way (2)
A few days ago, in Wan Yu Peak.
"Brother Ming, why did you invite me here?" Baapolis has always respected Ming Feizhen like a brother, and when he returned to him, he was extremely friendly, and it was rare to have such a cold-spoken attitude. His gaze was even colder, but he was not staring at Ming Feizhen, who sent the invitation.
"If you want to say good things to someone to persuade peace, then you don't need to waste your words. Brothers' hatred is never shared, and it is difficult to expose it. Bodhi said that before slaughtering the murderer, if you don't mention it in advance, I will do my best to help. Brother Ming, don't worry about affecting your state."
The reason is because of another person at the table at the same time.
Also invited to come here, Luo Ming is taciturn and naturally waits for Ming Feizhen to reveal the cup.
The grievances between Aples and Luo Ming have not disappeared, although Ba Zai Yao will not be in a situation where they will fight to the death before the battle, but they are far from the point where they can sit together at the same table. If it weren't for the fact that the person who invited him was clearly not real, it would have been no different for Aples to leave the court early at this moment.
Ming Fei really knew about this, he saw the reactions of the two and laughed.
"In three days, we will enter the wicked shake, and then life and death will be difficult. T: I know. It's hard for everyone to form a nest to find death. I invite you to come here not for anything else but to talk about this rare fate, nothing else. He begged."
Hearing the two words, Aples just noticed that the old Sect Master of the Demon Eye Sect was still present, and it seemed that it was not for the sake of the two of them. Brother Bodhi, please take your seat first. Since you are a guest, how can you make the master feel bad?”
"Naughty." Da Ma sat in the other corner with a golden knife, and said that he would not sit at the same table with Luo Ming.
"Brother Ming, what do you want to say?"
"Wait a minute, the good things are here." After Ba said, he smelled a bitter taste that penetrated his nose, as if it could seep back into his skin, and floated from the mountains with a bit of intoxicating smell. Looking at the distance, Wu Shengfengxue slowly climbed from the foot of the mountain, carrying three large tanks of wine on his shoulders. The source of that bitterness should be here.
When Feng Xue got close, he put down the wine jar. The wine jar he brought was usually used to hold water, enough for the family of five for the first half of the month. Thanks to his old age and one arm, he can still walk on the ground with such a heavy weight. The name of Martial Saint is really not in vain.
Feng Xue laughed and said: "My nephew, the drink you want. Normally, no one would accompany the old man to drink this wine. If it weren't for you to seduce him, the old man would not be willing to do this trick with you."
Ming Feizhen laughed and said, "Among the wines I've ever drunk, returning to the Southern Border is the most bitter, but it's unforgettable after tasting it. I invite you all to come here today, so that you can rest when you're drunk." They poured out five sea bowls, one for each person, almost overflowing.
Luo Ming frowned and said, "How can you drink alcohol before the war
Aples sneered: "If you are afraid, don't drink it. Sun" raised his head and drank a bowl, but almost spit it out in a bitter mouth. Picking up his old eyes and staring at Ming Feizhen, he saw that he was also frowning before he finished drinking a bowl, which shows that he did not deliberately fix himself.
The magic eye Luohou and Fengxue drank one after another, Luo Ming was stunned for a while, and finally finished the bowl together.
The five sat on the top of the mountain, each holding a wine bowl, but they were speechless.
"Everyone." Ming Fei really put down the big bowl, but his eyes became clearer and he said slowly: "After three days, we may not be able to come back again. Are the four of you really careless?"
When this sentence was asked, except for the magic eye Luohu shook his head and looked as usual, the four of them were each caught in a long test like a lost soul.
Aples misses Alan, misses the ghostly brother Yue. Wu Sheng is not full of thoughts, there are old grudges and grievances, and China is looking forward to his family even more.
Luo Ming is the most awe-inspiring among the three, and his situation is the most complicated. There is a lot that can't be put down, and there is also a lot that can't be put down, and it's not even showing the slightest bit.
Ming Feizhen looked at the three of them, smiled slightly, and filled the wine bowl again.
"It's the same with me. When it's time for life and death, I don't know how much I care about. Brother Bodhi, you can let go of Miss Alan."
"A manly man, you should be lying on the battlefield drunk, why would you give up?"
"Uncle Fengxue, do you want to clear up the grievances of the past ten years
"Stinky boy, are you thinking of what the old man said? Mo Hui forgot who invited you to this wine."
"Master Luo, have you thought about how you can break this tragedy?"
Luo Ming took a sip of the wine lightly, and turned his eyes to the bottom of the bowl: ... how many people in this world are caught in a tragedy and can't help themselves. Could it be that the tragedy is only in Luo Mou? Luo has been practicing swordsmanship for many years, and if he can't take life and death lightly, how can he speak? Life and death can be forgotten, not to mention hatred. "
Aples snorted coldly: "You better be able to be so free and easy.
"Do you want to try it?"
Seeing that the two of them were about to explode, Ming Feizhen raised his palm to stop him and said, "If that's the case, let's stop everything, and finish this bowl."
The five people were drinking until the wine was dry, and the magic eye, Luohu, was invincible, and D left early. The remaining four people drank faster and faster, and they drank from the moon to the middle of the sky, and they have been drinking for two hours.
The scene in the mountains has also changed completely.
Luo Ming couldn't stop shaking. The Heavenly Sword, who was still very free and easy just now, raised his hand and poured it. He took a big mouthful, put it down and slammed the table: "This old man slashed it with a sword!! I'll chop it to death!! Live it!
Kill my son, kill three with one kill. I killed the eighteenth generation of its ancestors!
If my three children are here, the young Jun Riyan in the rivers and lakes, will it be your turn to go to your Daluo Mountain? I bother! "The end of the roar is infinite. He was so frightened that he only dared to drink silently.
Aples was full of tears, and scolded: "Don't talk nonsense, how many brothers did you kill me? Do you have the face to mention it to me?" It's really a man who doesn't cry easily, just because he hasn't drunk his head yet.
"The old man hacked it to death, and I'll kill you again!"
"I want you to pretend to be kind, wait for Lao Tzu's great achievements, and hit you with a punch. If it weren't for Alan's restoration of the country, Lao Tzu would be working hard with you now. Alan, I can't bear you..."
The two of you are all drunk. Wu Shengze. It is different from others, not willing to sit down. Get up and start punching. Just played a set of Arhat boxing, and at this moment, I played the tiger and crane double shape, and it was really a tiger and a tiger. But he kept saying: "Wife, I'm sorry for you, I was wrong, are you doing well in the underworld?"
Ming Feizhen was the only one who took a sip of the wine and was speechless overnight.
Can you three old bastards still lie to yourselves to be more serious! !
What's in your heart is different from what you say in your mouth! ! What the hell am I doing, why did I invite these rotten alcoholics to drink together...
However, the effect of this one-night drinking conversation was beyond imagination.
Especially Luo Ming.
Only in this way can he understand the deepest feelings in his heart.
idea.
It's not that he doesn't know what strategy is better.
But, why do you have to go the way others think is right
Let the blood rush to your head.
Let your sword lead you to the front