To be honest, he really didn't want to continue playing with the other party like this, but he was extremely unwilling to accept it if he didn't take back the wine gourd, just like a swordsman who was snatched away his cherished sword, and he had to try his best to retake it back anyway.

His stomach was empty and he could no longer spit out the wine. If he vomited again, he could only saliva.

So it is almost impossible to defeat Feng Shen at the moment, unless the Pterodes are drunk.

Now the drunk immortal can only place his hope here.

However, the pterosaur did not seem to be drunk at all, but was full of interest in the wine in the wine gourd. He caught the bottle plug, then raised his neck and poured the wine into his mouth.

"You're so drunk!" The drunk fairy cursed angrily when she saw this.

However, the pterodactyl drank for a long time but was not drunk. Moreover, during the drinking process, it still maintained its speed of flying, so the drunk fairy still failed to catch up with the other party.

"Fengshen, what are you doing on it!"

At this moment, the voice of Brother Turtle came from below. Brother Turtle happened to pass here. Unexpectedly, he saw Ye Fan's pet flying in the sky.

The drunk fairy's face changed in surprise. Although it was far apart, he could still clearly feel a powerful aura coming from below.

That aura came from the shouter.

It is certain that from this, the kingly aura emitted from the human body is not difficult to judge that the cultivation level of this mysterious visitor is at least above the level of the martial god.

And what makes the drunken immortal the most unacceptable is that the other party seems to be very familiar with the pterosaur.

If they join forces, they will definitely be able to defeat the drunk immortal.

The drunk fairy looked at the sleeping monk Hua, and looked down at the Turtle Brother through the layers of night. Finally, she decided to give up and chose to give up.

Because if I forcefully snatch the wine gourd, my life would probably be left here today.

The drunk immortal will not ruin his life for a treasure, so he can only choose to give up reluctantly.

"I'll be back!"

The drunk fairy looked at the Feng Shen in the distance, turned around and galloped away in disappointment.

"These two guys have definitely done something wrong, otherwise they would never have run away in a hurry after seeing me."

Brother Turtle looked at the drunk fairy with the flower monk on his back and made a conclusion thoughtfully.

The Wind God then landed beside the Turtle Brother and continued to drink with the wine gourd, as if showing off the treasure.

"This thing is filled with good wine."

Brother Turtle smelled the smell of fine wine and immediately became interested, his eyes lit up.

Although Feng Shen did not speak, he nodded vigorously, as if he agreed with the other party's point of view.

"I said Feng Shen, can you give me some drinks to satisfy your cravings?"

"Swoosh!"

The Winglong shook his neck and generously threw the wine gourd over.

Brother Turtle couldn't wait to reach out and took it, laughing and said, "Thank you!"

Then drink happily.

The wine contained in this gourd seems to be of great importance to drink, but the momentum is quite large. In addition, the wine inside is constantly coming, and it seems that it can't be finished.

So after about half an hour, Brother Turtle was completely confused.

There was an extra turtle on the ground, lying there motionless, as if she was asleep. The pterosaur stood beside her, and from time to time it poked out a claw and scratched the turtle shell. It felt very fun. Sometimes she deliberately touched the turtle's head. The turtle brother was unaware of all this because this guy was already drunk.

At Ye Fan's residence, Xing Tian also woke up, woke the two female students up and asked them to go back, and then he felt relieved to fall asleep in the villa.

In a room in a hotel, when it was almost dawn, when the monk Hua woke up, what caught his eye was the drunk fairy's face that looked not very pleasant.

"Brother Jiuxian, why are you so unhappy?"

Monk Hua left all the things that happened last night behind.

"You still have the face to ask me why you got drunk again when you chased the bird last night."

"I will definitely not blame me for this matter." Monk Hua recalled, "The sip of wine you squirted out was blown back by the strange bird flapping its wings. If it weren't for you, how could I be drunk again?"

"You, the monk with wine and meat, are just showing off your appearance, and you are simply unable to drink."

"You are wrong. You have seen the big guy before with your own eyes. You are drunk, but the main reason is that the lethality of your wine is too strong."

Monk Hua suddenly paused, and then said, "Is that Xing Tian still alive? Let's go over and kill him directly."

After all, if Ye Fan cannot be solved for the time being, it’s okay to kill one of his younger brothers first.

The drunk fairy shook her head: "I don't even have a wine gourd, why do you fight him?"

"I'm here." Monk Hua patted her chest and said, "Don't you believe in my strength yet?"

"I believe it so much. I was beaten by Xing Tian. If I hadn't taken action, I'd probably have been back last night."

Monk Hua made a promise with confidence: "This time I will never embarrass us ancient warriors, please believe me."

Drunk fairy couldn't help but curl her lips and snorted coldly: "Believe in you, I might as well believe that the sows can climb trees."

The other party responded with a smile: "Is the tree the name of a boar?"

"I don't have time to talk nonsense with you here." The drunk immortal said impatiently, "Let's divide the troops into two groups next. You go to find Xing Tian, ​​and I go to find the wine gourd."

He was not willing to lose the treasure and must return the goods to the original owner.

"Okay, that's it!"

Monk Hua was always worried about losing to Xing Tian before, so he agreed immediately.

After the two of them finished breakfast in the hotel, they divided into two groups and acted on their own.

In the morning, Xing Tian was lying in the grass in the villa courtyard and was suddenly awakened by a clamor from outside.

Monk Hua shouted at the top of his voice: "Xing Tian, ​​get out of here for uncle!"

"Who are you? You scream like a chicken in the morning, and you will cry or howl. Believe it or not, I will sew your mouth on it."

Xing Tian opened his eyes and sat up his upper body from a grass under the tree.

Because of his size, the ordinary bed could not accommodate him at all, so the guy simply slept in the grass in the courtyard.

He rubbed his sleepy eyes and then realized that the person who was noisy like a crow in the early morning was actually the assassin who came to assassin last night to assassin.

"It turns out it was you, the stinky monk. I didn't expect you to have the courage to come over again. It's so courageous."

Xing Tian was very surprised by the arrival of his defeated general.

"Nonsense, I'm unwilling to accept it. Can't you lose to you?"

"Then today your grandfather, Xing Tian, ​​will convince you of losing." Xing Tian looked around and around, "Why are your companions missing? Are you hiding in fear?"

"I think you are the ones you are afraid of."

Monk Hua sneered: "If you don't sleep well in the room and hide in the grass, will we find you?"

"You stinky monk is as stupid as a pig. If I were really that timid, there would be no need to show up." Xing Tian stretched out his index finger and shook it, "What's more, you are my defeated general. Do I need to be afraid?"

"Yesterday I underestimated the enemy, and it's hard to say who is the defeated general today."

"Okay, today, my grandfather, I will convince you to lose!"

The two of them didn't say anything, and then started a contest. They fought from the ground to the sky, and the battle was extremely fierce.

Xing Tian hit the monk Hua one after another with huge palm prints, making the other party look embarrassed.

But since monk Hua dares to come alone, he must have extraordinary skills and outstanding martial arts, otherwise he would never do anything to hit stones with eggs.

His eyes became strange again, his pupils turned white, and dozens of Buddhist beads began to surround Xing Tian.

Xing Tian is very familiar with this scene. He was hit in multiple acupuncture points at the same time before, causing serious injuries. Unexpectedly, the other party used the same trick again today.

It would be too naive to just want to defeat yourself with this move.

Xing Tian smiled and said, "Cheng Yaojin's three axes, are you the only one left? If this is the case, I advise you to surrender quickly, so as not to waste time."

"One move is enough to deal with you!"

After the monk Hua said that the black Buddhist beads floating in the air also changed. They turned into black skulls, and the skull's eyes were deep and deep, making people feel terrified when they saw this.

"What the hell is this?"

Seeing this, Xing Tian was very curious: "I am an old bald donkey, don't pretend to be a ghost in front of me."

Monk Hua ignored it. Under his control of his thoughts, the black skulls flew towards the other party without being as fast as thunder.

It is amazing enough to turn Buddhist beads into skulls, but something even more shocking is still to come.

It turned out that while the skulls were flying, black gas burst out from their eyes and mouths, and instantly rested on Xing Tian's body.

Since three black gases were rushing out of each skull, almost nearly a hundred black fog fell on Xing Tian.

Xing Tian was shocked and quickly shook his body, trying to shake off the strange and weird black fog. However, he was surprised to find that these seemingly empty and vague gases were very difficult to deal with, like strong ropes imprisoning his freedom.

"I don't believe in this evil!"

He continued to twist his body and struggled non-stop, but the result was the same as before, with no difference, and no black mist could shake off.

"These heads can absorb your soul, thus making you feel chaotic and timid, hahaha." Monk Hua laughed wildly, "So even if your martial arts are better than me, you are still hit."

"Absorb the soul?" Xing Tiantou heard about it.

However, at present, he did feel an unprecedented sense of fear in his heart, which is quickly swallowing the courage in his heart.

A person's combat effectiveness will be greatly reduced in his timid mood, and Xing Tian is no exception.

"The Buddha's Hand!"
Chapter completed!