Qishan: "Are you sober?"
So fast
Seeing the normal-looking Shen Xiaolangjun, Qi Shan breathed a sigh of relief. Just now, when he saw the young man curled up motionless, he thought he had been poisoned to death. Fortunately, it was just a false alarm. However, Shen Xiaolangjun ignored him and got up and put on his clogs.
Chu Yao: "He's wearing his feet the wrong way around. He's obviously still drunk."
Qishan: “…”
Shen Tang had a wooden face, looking around as if she was looking for something, and stared at the gate for a long time. Qi Shan and the others were puzzled at first, not understanding what she was going to do. The next second, they saw the boy raise his hand and grab something from the air.
The literary energy surged and turned into a long sword.
This long sword is three feet four inches long, and the blade is only slightly wider than two fingers. It looks particularly slender under the moonlight. If you look closely at the hilt, you will find nine golden dragons of different shapes and colors entwined on it, with gems as eyes, and the word "Ci" engraved on the blade.
Qishan: “!!!???”
Chu Yao: “!!!???”
Wait, what is this for!!!
Seeing her walking towards the gate with a sword in hand, Qishan acted decisively.
Shouting: "Young Pear!"
Shen Tang paused, turned his head slightly to look in the direction of Qi Shan, frowned slightly, as if trying to identify who was speaking.
"Yuanliang, why aren't you asleep yet?"
He spoke clearly and didn't look drunk at all.
"It's still early, I can't sleep yet." Qi Shan looked at Shen Tang's sword and felt his scalp tingling. An unconscious drunk running out with a sword in his hand looked dangerous. "Youli, you are drunk. I'll go to the east kitchen to make some sobering soup."
Unexpectedly, Shen Tang said with a wooden face: "Humph."
Qishan: “…”
He could sense the dissatisfaction from just a whisper.
Shen Tang put the sword on his shoulder and said, "I can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk! I don't need any hangover soup, and you don't need to prepare any. Go to bed early."
Qishan: “…”
Do you feel guilty about saying this
He is not good at painting but insists that his painting skills are superb. He is not good at drinking but insists that he can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk. Are there more traps waiting for him in the future
Chu Yao asked: "Wu Lang, where are you going this time?"
Upon hearing this, Shen Tang's eyes lit up several times, his voice was full of vitality, he stretched his neck and said in a high-pitched voice: "The wind is whistling and the Yi River is cold, the warriors will never come back once they leave! We should stand tall and upright, sweep away the turbidity, and eliminate harm for the people! I am going to enforce justice on behalf of heaven!"
Chu Yao stuttered for the first time: "… The road ahead is dangerous."
Because of Xiaocheng's special industries, there is no curfew and there are many tourists at night. Wouldn't it be dangerous to encounter such a drunkard
Shen Tang swung his sword with decisiveness. The powerful and sharp sword energy could cut through iron like mud and split the stone mill in the yard like a knife cutting tofu.
He said proudly: "Then I won't come back!"
Chu Yao: “…”
Qishan: “…”
This drunkard is quite lethal.
If they are released into the pen, won’t they cause harm to the people
Shen Tang comforted the two people with a normal expression: "Don't worry, I will come back after I kill the evil thief and retrieve the stolen treasures."
Stolen treasure
Taking advantage of the brief moment when the two were stunned, Shen Tang leaped up lightly, his figure as light as a feather, like a roc spreading its wings, and disappeared over the wall. Qi Shan gritted his teeth in anger and actually climbed over the wall!
Then why did you look at the direction of the gate several times before
Chu Yao raised his hand and pushed him: "Chase him."
Qishan: "What about you?"
Chu Yao said with a smile: "If I, Wen Xin, were still here, I would have tied him up long ago. How could I just watch Wu Lang run away?"
Qishan: “…”
It is so justified that it cannot be refuted.
He had no choice but to mobilize his literary energy and chase after the drunkard who had disappeared.
If it flaps its wings, it can soar into the sky; if it runs, it can chase the wind and follow the shadows.
Zhuifeng Tsejing's speed was one of the best among all the Word Spirits, and with Qishan's intensive practice of this technique, the effect was extraordinary, but he still couldn't catch up with Shen Tang. All he could see was Shen Xiaolangjun's agile monkey-like back, jumping up and down, flying over eaves and walls.
Qi Shan was furious: "...How can you run so fast when you're drunk?"
Where should we go to eliminate harm to the people and take back the treasures
What made Qi Shan even more worried was that Shen Tang was heading for the city center. The number of pedestrians gradually increased, and the crowds were dense. He could faintly hear laughter and vendors shouting. If Shen Tang got drunk and stabbed people everywhere, he had no confidence that he could stop him.
It’s killing me!
The young man in black leaned against the window, looking at the round-bellied wine jar in his hand with a worried look on his face: "How can I relieve my worries? Only Du Kang... Du Kang, oh Du Kang, it's so tempting! Brother, why can't I transform into wine? If I can, I can save a lot of money on buying wine in the future."
There is not a drop of wine left here, but he has not drunk enough, and he doesn't know whether the young man will open tomorrow.
Zhai Le's complaint did not elicit any reaction from his brother.
He was feeling bored and was about to climb out the window to go to the night market to find some wine when he keenly heard the sound of the eaves being stepped on. Then a black shadow passed over his head and disappeared in a flash.
He was startled for a moment, thinking that the shadow looked familiar. The next second he realized what was happening and shouted, "Wine seller, stop! Two more jars!"
As he said this, he jumped out of the window and slipped away quickly.
He was just thinking about whether to use his courage to chase after him, but the young man selling wine stopped at the eaves of a wine shop and stared at him coldly. Zhai Le's crisis alarm sounded, and he didn't dare to get too close. He put his hands together like a megaphone and shouted across the air.
"Mr. Shen, are you still selling wine?"
Shen Tang held up the sword and said coldly: "I won't sell it for now."
Zhai Le was disappointed: "Where are you going, my dear?"
She was wearing a thin middle-length shirt and looked like she had just come out of the bath.
"To uphold justice for the people, to eliminate harm, to punish the wicked and to eradicate evil!"
These twelve short words were spoken so powerfully and righteously that Zhai Le felt ashamed - Mr. Shen was such a loyal man, but he was only thinking about drinking and almost delayed other people's business. He was so ashamed.
Shen Tang added: "And take back the treasure!"
Zhai Le was shocked: "A thief stole Brother Shen's treasure?"
"Yes, it's really abominable!" Shen Tang gritted her teeth, and her numb face showed a little more anger. She invited Zhai Le to form a team and asked, "Brother Zhai, are you willing to join me?"
Zhai Le instantly became excited.
"Yes, yes!"
The night is long and boring, so why not be a hero
"Brother Zhai is so kind!"
A few moments before Qi Shan caught up, Shen Tang grabbed the boy's collar and ran towards the outside of the city, widening the distance. Qi Shan only had time to see Shen Xiaolang holding the innocent boy hostage, and the boy was still shouting for help, "Don't drag me" and so on.
Qishan: “…”
Zhai Le noticed that Shen Tang changed direction—
I was originally running towards the city center. The closer I got to the center, the denser the crowds were. Now I was running towards the outside of the city. The lights under my feet were sparse, with only a few lights on. If I went any further, I would have to leave the city.
He asked why the change of direction.
Shen Tang looked calm.
"The villain ran away and is not in that direction."
Zhai Le said angrily: "Those thieves are really cunning."
Shen Tang: "Yes, so we can't let it go!"
Zhai Le was also a person who hated evil and had fought for justice many times along the way, so he naturally supported her strongly and asked, "I just noticed someone chasing you, is that your enemy?"
"That's not an enemy, that's a guiding NPC!"
Zhai Le blinked, confused and bewildered.
"Is it the Northern Desert or Shiwu alien race?"
Zhongyuan would not give a weird name like "Guiding Enpixi", but judging from Brother Shen's reaction, he should be a friend rather than an enemy, so there is no need to worry.
Qi Shan, who desperately chased after him, said: "…"
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