Looking up at Dongfang Bubai's cold face, Linghu Chong didn't hesitate anymore, picked up the long sword, and walked along the path.

He had no doubt whether Dongfang Bubai could do it, and he didn't dare to gamble, let alone anger Dongfang Bubai.

The best player in the world is not someone who is just blown away, but someone who is truly the best in the world.

What's more, Dongfang Bubai still has the grace to save his life, so it's not too difficult.

It's not far from the nearest town. Qinggong can go back and forth in an hour at most. He only has a meal of wine and food, which he can still afford.

Seeing Linghu Chong leaving, Dongfang Qing smiled slightly.

Linghu Chong was just like this, he was very affectionate and sincere, and he would go out of his way to save his family and friends.

This was also the reason for Yue Buqun's failure. Of course, Yue Buqun's biggest shortcoming was that he was ambitious enough but too narrow-minded.

Although he devoted himself to revitalizing the Huashan Sect and worked hard for it, his method was simply wrong.

Linghu Chong was willing to risk his life to save even a junior sister from another sect, so how could he not be willing to sacrifice his life for the Huashan sect?

It's a pity that Yue Buqun didn't have enough vision, so he turned his back on Linghu Chong for the sake of a sword manual to ward off evil spirits.

I got the evil-fighting sword manual, but I overestimated my qualifications, practiced the evil-fighting sword manual, and almost lost at the hands of Zuo Lengchan.

In the end, Lin Pingzhi was forcefully pushed out, and his daughter was also involved, causing everyone to betray their relatives.

"I am the leader of the Demon Cult. There is no way I can be kind to Linghu Chong...otherwise Feng Qingyang would never have come out, let alone teach him the Dugu Nine Swords!"

"I have to put my mission first! Force the person out first, and then find a way to get him to teach Dugu Nine Swordsmen!"

"Let's think about how to train him in the future!"

Dongfang Qing understood very well that Dugu Nine Swords was Feng Qingyang’s unique skill and could never be taught easily.

Only Linghu Chong, who had been observing him for a long time, fell into his eyes.

Moreover, Feng Qing is not young anymore, and he also wants to pass on the Dugu Nine Swords.

Otherwise, this task will be more difficult.

Not long after, Linghu Chong came back with Qinggong, carrying two bottles of wine and several oil paper bags in his hands.

Before anyone arrived, Dongfang Qing smelled the aroma of alcohol and meat.

"The food and drinks you want!"

Arriving in front of Dongfang Qing, Linghu Chong put the food and wine in his hands on the stone table.

Dongfang Qing's face was cold, and he took the wine bottle unceremoniously, opened it with a 'pop' sound, took a small sip, frowned slightly, and then threw the wine bottle to the ground.

There was a "pop" sound, the wine bottle was smashed to pieces, and the rich aroma of wine suddenly hit your nose.

"I am the leader of the divine religion, are you going to give me this kind of wine?" Dongfang Qing frowned.

Linghu Chong was stunned, and a trace of anger rose in his heart. He had traveled dozens of miles to buy it, and then just lost it like this?

But seeing Dongfang Qing's frowning brows and cold and stunning face, the anger in his heart was inexplicably reduced by half.

"This is already the best wine in town!"

Linghu Chong spoke, his tone full of regret.

This wine cost a lot of money!

In the past, he was not willing to spend so much money on wine, but now he was thrown out of the bottle.

"This wine is mixed with water. I won't drink it. Please change it to a better wine!"

Dongfang Qing spoke in a tone that left no room for negotiation.

"You..." Linghu Chong was furious, but when he saw Dongfang Qing's appearance and the consequences of his anger, he didn't say anything harshly, but sighed: "I told you, this is the best wine in the town, don't you want it?

Be reasonable!"

Dongfang Qing suddenly raised his head, stared at Linghu Chong with his clear spring eyes, and said, "Are you trying to reason with me, Dongfang Bubai?"

Linghu Chong's eyes suddenly widened and he opened his mouth to speak, but no sound came out.

Looking at that ridiculously beautiful face and the eyes staring closely at him, as clear as a pool of spring water, clean and translucent, my heart trembled slightly: "What a domineering woman, such cold eyes!"

"Go buy it again, I want good wine!"

Listening to this cold voice, Linghu Chong realized that there was really nothing he could do to defeat Dongfang Bubai.

Fight, can't beat!

It's okay to ignore him even if he doesn't want to, the people in front of him can be regarded as being kind to him.

Moreover, if Dongfang Bubai really gets angry, the Huashan Sect may really be in big trouble.

But to buy better wine again, he would need to go to the city. Based on the consumption of his internal energy, he would probably have to go to midnight, and those restaurants might not even be open.

"Hahaha! This wine is not too bad. How about I have a drink with you?"

Just when the atmosphere solidified, Feng Qingyang finally appeared.

After all, Linghu Chong was the only person in the Huashan Sect who he could like, so he naturally didn't want Linghu Chong to be tortured by Dongfang Bubai.

Moreover, he really couldn't watch the Huashan sect being destroyed because of one meal.

If this is going to spread, then what’s the point?

Seeing this figure, Linghu Chong was shocked. He had never thought that there was a third person in Siguo Cliff, and he was an old man with an immortal spirit. He quickly saluted and called "Senior".

Feng Qingyang looked at Linghu Chong, waved his hand and said, "No need to be polite, kid, go get the wine bowl!"

After saying that, he looked at Dongfang Bubai and said, "Master Dongfang, why bother with a junior?"

"You finally came out!" Dongfang Qing also breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. If Feng Qingyang still didn't come out, he planned to lose his temper.

After thinking about it for a while, Dongfang Qing did not let go. He frowned slightly and said with a hint of anger: "You mean junior? Does this mean that I am too old?"

"Forehead?"

Feng Qingyang's eyes opened slightly, a little stunned. Don't think that you are unreasonable because you are beautiful!

But seeing Dongfang Qing's cold expression, he quickly shook his head in denial, not knowing how to speak.

I'm even more surprised who provoked Dongfang Bubai and why he has such a bad temper?

The last time we met, this was not the case.

Linghu Chong on the side also didn't know what to say.

I always feel that the angle of Dongfang Bubai's words is a bit novel and very strange.

The title of "senior" is just a title of honor, a title of respect for masters or the older generation.

However, the two of them clearly felt a chill from Dongfang Bubai.

Dongfang Qing's youngest? Not old at all.

He only looks eighteen or nineteen years old, with smooth skin and unparalleled appearance. There is no other person like him in the world.

He even looks younger than Linghu Chong.

But facing that coldness, the hearts of the old man and the young man were beating wildly.

One can't be beaten even if he doesn't want to, and the other is simply not a single enemy.

The two looked at each other, as if they could see deep helplessness in each other's eyes.

"The Oriental Cult Master has countless appearances, unparalleled elegance, and two decades of glory. There is no one in the world who can compare with him!"

Feng Qingyang stroked his beard and praised sincerely.

Linghu Chong, who was on the side, also quickly said: "Yes, the appearance of Dongfang Cult Master is comparable to that of Fairy Guanghan, who was relegated to immortality."

Dongfang Qing's brows relaxed slightly, and he spoke again: "Then what do you mean, are you saying that I just made trouble unreasonably?"

Feng Qingyang: "???"

Linghu Chong: "..."

What kind of logic is this?

Didn't you say you want to drink? Don't be unreasonable like a little woman, okay?

Besides, aren't you just being unreasonable?

But with the atmosphere in front of me, if I speak out, I'm afraid there will be a fight?

At this moment, the two elders, one big and one small, were in trouble.

They really don't want to fight!

Moreover, even if you try, you can’t beat it, so it’s of no use!

Maybe when the time comes, he will receive a beating in vain, which may affect the entire Huashan sect.

"This... no!" The old man and the young man immediately shook their heads in denial.

Dongfang Qing was immediately furious: "This wine is not worthy of my leader. I asked him to buy it again. Is it my fault? Or am I making things difficult for him?"

Feng Qingyang: "..."
To be continued...