Mu Lichen held the Great Yantian and split the fog, the sword light swept across, and all illusions became bubbles.
He stood in the cabin, and Jianpo was surprised to find that the surrounding scenery was gray and white, as if it was an independent world. When he thought of the scene in the market during the day, his heart tightened.
The painted boat is a magic weapon, and they had already entered the game during the day.
boom!!!
The sword pillar shot up into the sky, and the scorching white sword light swept in all directions, causing ripples in the space of the shock array and occasionally shattering large areas of black void.
The sword spirit and heart eye opened the way, and Mu Lichen swung the sword continuously. In just a few breaths, he destroyed more than ten independent spaces and found Zhao Wuxie who was in charge of the formation.
Zhao Wuxie: “…”
I was careless. I didn't expect this person to have such means that he could use his combined body to break the magic weapon of a cultivator in the Tribulation Crossing Stage. The Tianjian Sect is indeed full of talented people.
Zhao Wuxie was not afraid of Mu Lichen in terms of means, but he was only after the beauty and did not want to make an enemy. Seeing Mu Lichen rushing towards him with a sword in his hand without saying a word, he smiled apologetically and several spaces appeared in front of him.
"Elder Mu, why should you be angry? Today, a marriage is brought together by a thread thousands of miles away. It is a happy event. Besides, Sect Master Lu is also happy about it."
The voice without source came from all directions, but Mu Lichen didn't listen to it, mainly because it was difficult to refute it. He slashed down with several sword lights in a row, and with the help of his sword spirit and mind eye, he saw through the maze and headed straight for the direction where Zhao Wuxie was.
…
On the other side, Lu Bei was playing with the Jade Gourd and the Heaven-Flipping Seal in the house. Seeing the surrounding fog changing and the scene returning to the banquet hall, he raised his brows.
I stay up late at night doing these useless things.
He admitted that he lied and that he was lustful, but he was very sincere and attentive when he lied, just like the truth. Why can't you just believe him for a while!
God have mercy on him, he is sworn enemies with gambling and drugs, he kept his promise and even quit drinking, if it happens again, he will have to quit playing games.
The thick fog dissipated, and the banquet hall turned to reality. Lu Bei was sitting alone at a square table. In front of him was a woman in red. Her slender waist was leaning back, and her ten slender white jade fingers were lightly raised, playing the rhythm of a zither in the air.
Lu Bei was a rough man and could not understand the tunes. He only knew that Zhao Wuyou's arched waist was powerful and the curves were intoxicating and captivating.
Also, he said the same thing, can you change your clothes? The red color is very distracting!
Lu Bei: …
After the colorful dress fell, Zhao Wuyou saw a familiar expression and his self-confidence was hit hard. He just wanted to pull Zhao Wuxie over to see for himself that Sect Master Lu was really not a lustful person.
Zhao Wuyou didn't know whether to go or stay. Thinking of the task at hand, he took off the palm-sized wine gourd from his waist, walked over to the gorgeous red shirt, leaned over and filled Lu Bei's cup halfway.
She changed into a red dance costume with a lower collar than the one she wore during the day. It was a paid version. She slowly bent her waist and a gust of fragrance blew over her.
"Thank you, I really have given up."
Lu Bei waved his hands repeatedly, pushed away the wine glass in front of him, faced the abyss fearlessly, and added without looking away: "You danced very well, don't do it next time."
If a bargain comes to your doorstep, you’d be wasting your time.
However, he was distracted after just a while. He raised his hands to cover his eyes and said in a submissive manner, "Sister Zhao, can you change your clothes? This red robe reminds me of some unhappy things."
What's the unhappy thing? Is it because of your childhood sweetheart
Zhao Wuyou was slightly stunned. Seeing how sad Lu Bei was, he imagined the childhood sweethearts, the promise of waist-length hair and red wedding dress, and finally their separation of life and death. The picture froze on a lonely grave.
It turns out that Sect Master Lu also has a story.
Zhao Wuyou secretly felt pitiful, and then thought about how she was also a pitiful person, and sighed. She bowed and left to change her clothes. After a while, she came to the banquet hall in armor, with silver hair draped over her shoulders, heroic and heroic, with a unique beauty.
“This is good!”
Lu Bei clapped his hands in approval. White fur + light armor, and covering it so tightly, the feeling of uniform ** came immediately.
This is called a business trip!
There must be something wrong with this person!
Zhao Wuyou secretly complained and sat cross-legged opposite Lu Bei. He raised his hand to persuade him to drink, but then he remembered that Lu Bei had already quit smoking, so he picked up the glass and drank it.
“Ahem…”
As the wine went down his throat, Zhao Wuyou felt sad. After coughing violently a few times, he filled another glass to calm himself.
At this time, Lu Bei took the wine gourd and found that the exquisitely shaped gourd was a space equipment. When he smelled the spiritual energy of the wine, he thought it was outrageous.
Xuanlong's brewing industry was much stronger than he had imagined. The wine in the gourd transformed into spiritual energy, which made him drunk. His body could withstand it, but Zhao Wuyou would probably be in trouble.
"Sister Zhao, have another cup. Don't be in a hurry. Drink slowly."
"Thank you, Sect Master Lu. You can just call me Wuyou. My last name is no longer Zhao."
Zhao Wuyou used his internal energy to remove the smell of alcohol, his cheeks slightly tipsy and his eyes slightly misty. He looked down to see that the glass was full, and subconsciously picked it up and drank it.
There must be something wrong with this wine!
Lu Bei guessed in his heart and filled Zhao Wuyou's glass again: "You have a good alcohol tolerance. I will offer you a glass of tea instead of wine. You drink it up, I will do whatever I want."
"… "
Zhao Wuyou felt something was wrong, but she came here to get drunk, and she thought it would be easier to get things done if she drank too much, so she didn't refuse and kept drinking one drink after another.
After three rounds of drinks, the atmosphere changed drastically.
Zhao Wuyou went from being a socially reserved person to a social terrorist. His delicate face flushed, his brows furrowed in seriousness. He held a wine glass in one hand and patted Lu Bei's shoulder with the other. "How strange! Where were we just talking about?"
"You did it, as I wish."
Lu Bei moved the wine glass away and handed the wine gourd to Zhao Wuyou. The latter suddenly realized and remembered that he had indeed said this. He then raised his head and sighed.
"Master Lu, you don't know that my father was not to blame for that battle. The intelligence was wrong, and a large number of defenders were dispatched to help distant places, and the demons took advantage of the opportunity..."
"My father served in the army all his life, never leaving his armor behind, and made great contributions to Xuanlong. Even if he did not achieve any merit, he did work hard, so his merits and demerits offset his faults..."
"The family generals fought desperately to grab the remains of my father, but there was no trace of his body left, and we couldn't even piece together his complete appearance."
"He served his country faithfully, but Your Majesty..."
The more Zhao Wuyou drank, the sadder he became, and the more he talked. He drank the wine mixed with his tears and cried so heartbreakingly.
Lu Bei failed to have fun, and after listening to the crying, his mood became worse. He pinched Zhao Wuyou's chin and hit him with a gourd.
There’s nothing more to say, it’s all in the wine.
“Ton ton ton—”
Bang!
The white-haired man banged his forehead against the table for a while without making any sound. After a while, he struggled to stand up and said with hazy eyes, "I remember now. As long as I carry the blood of Sect Master Lu and give birth to a genius sword cultivator for Xuanlong, my father can wash away the injustice. Sect Master Lu, please do me a favor. Just bear with me. I'll be done soon."
After saying that, she used her hands and feet to crawl over the square table, and wrapped herself around Lu Bei like an octopus, her red lips slightly smelling of alcohol, her eyelashes trembling as she greeted him.
"Sister Zhao, I'm behind you. Why are you holding on to that pillar? It won't help you complete your task." Lu Bei squatted aside obediently, using his hand as a loudspeaker to whisper.
Then he saw Zhao Wuyou roughly unbuttoning his clothes and pushing him to the ground with a bang.
That is, he thrust his hands forward, peeled off the red paint on the pillar, and then threw the pillar to the ground with a bang.
It was so pornographic and violent that Lu Bei couldn't help but take out the jade slip to record it. But then he thought that the other party was a pitiful person and gave up in disappointment.
BANG!!!
A crack in the dark space exploded, and a raging wind stirred the banquet hall.
Lu Bei turned around and saw Zhao Wuxie falling in disheveled clothes, with Mu Lichen chasing him with a sword in hand and wild hair behind him.
The three of them looked at each other, all stunned.
Seeing Lu Bei with an innocent look on his face, and Zhao Wuyou wrestling while hugging a pillar, Zhao Wuxie covered his face with his folding fan, and Mu Lichen's mouth twitched as well.
"Master Lu, I know you are wronged. It will be fine soon. Please cooperate a little and don't be like a piece of wood!"
"Hey, why do you only have one leg?"
"…" x3
"Well, this Sect Master didn't allow her to drink, but she insisted on drinking, and then... that's it."
Lu Bei scratched his head shyly and said to Mu Lichen, "Grandmaster, you guys go fight somewhere else. I'm living a peaceful life here. If I continue to persuade her, that sister will become a good woman."
Are you sure you want to become a good person instead of jumping into the river after sobering up
Mu Lichen secretly thought it was bad luck. The sect leader’s belt was tighter than he thought. It was completely different from what Lin Buyan said. If that was the case, he would not worry about it.
The long sword split open the black crack, and Mu Lichen stepped in, walking quickly and hurriedly.
At the side, Zhao Wuxie pointed a finger at Zhao Wuyou's shoulder, and the latter's body froze, as if the mute button was pressed, and even his breathing stopped.
After being frozen for two or three seconds, Zhao Wuyou slowly lay down and became motionless.
Did he faint directly, or did he faint because he was too embarrassed to face people after sobering up? Lu Bei didn't dare to say or ask, he just smiled.
"Master Lu, I'm sorry for being rude. Wuyou can't hold her liquor well. Please forgive me. I will take her away right away and won't disturb your peace." Zhao Wuxie said with a wry smile. He asked Zhao Wuyou to come and drink with Lu Bei, but he didn't let her drink so much.
"No, it's her."
Lu Bei happily showed his back teeth, pointed at Zhao Wuyou and said, "She has a good personality, and this Sect Master likes her very much. Brother Zhao, please don't change her. I won't watch the dance tomorrow without her."
"…" x2
After watching the fun, Lu Bei patted his butt and stood up. He violently tore open the void with his hands and disappeared with a step.
There were only Zhao Wuxie and Zhao Wuyou left on the field, one standing and the other lying down.
Zhao Wuxie folded his folding fan, picked up the wine gourd and shook it, saying helplessly: "Get up, everyone has left, there is no one else."
Zhao Wuyou didn't move at all, just like he was drunk.
"Wuyou, don't feel ashamed. Although it is really embarrassing, you have not made no achievements tonight. At least..."
Zhao Wuxie couldn't help shaking his head, trying not to laugh, "It was a blessing in disguise. Sect Leader Lu just said that he likes people like you. It would definitely not work if Wuxia came."
After he finished speaking, he saw that Zhao Wuyou was still motionless, and his figure flashed and disappeared on the spot.
After a long time, Zhao Wuyou was sure that there was indeed no one around. He sat up dejectedly, rubbed his aching forehead, and thought to himself that he would not be able to see anyone in the future.
The smell of alcohol was gone, but the process of getting drunk was very clear. She blushed and hesitated for a long time before saying in great grief and anger:
"There must be something wrong with that person."