At the same time, Linghai City was thousands of miles away.
In an inconspicuous tavern, the Chilong Demon Lord, who transformed into a mortal, raised his head slightly with envy on his face.
Her right hand holding the wine bowl couldn't help shaking, then she brought it steadily to her mouth and drank it all in one gulp.
"Sure enough, you are worthy of being a demon disciple of my demon world. Others may not be able to touch the semi-sacred threshold for decades, hundreds, or even thousands of years, but you can casually understand and succeed, and you are only seven or eight."
Years and years.”
"Oh, after all, he is a man with a destiny, extraordinary bones, and outstanding talents."
"Your understanding is not inferior to that of Jiang Lin'an back then, it's even better."
"Wow."
She poured herself another bowl of secular spiritual wine that didn't taste very good. She looked away from the sky little by little and said, "It turns out that I really got into trouble."
"Mystical powers and laws can be carried out at the same time, regardless of before or after."
"Xiao Buchong risked his life to survive, risking his life to fight against the will of heaven."
"If you win the fight, you will naturally be superior to the way of heaven."
"Lost..."
"Gulu."
After drinking another bowl of spiritual wine, there was a rare blush on her heroic white face and she said: "The path of cultivation is going against the will of heaven, so how can we be safe?"
"My mistake was that I didn't dare to risk my life."
"The mistake was that I never thought that it would be the law of heaven that stopped me from breaking through."
"Suning has a path."
"Where is my path? How should I go?"
"Click."
The wine bowl shattered and turned into fine sand flowing between her fingers.
Chilong Demon Lord stood up in a daze, put down ten copper coins, and walked towards the door with unfocused pupils.
"Lao Yang, this girl is pretty."
"Tsk, look at this figure, these long legs, these round buttocks..."
"Hehehe, he must be good enough to have a son."
"Ouch, if this makes me..."
In the right corner of the tavern, two drunken middle-aged men smiled obscenely and winked at each other.
One is tall and the other is short.
One is strong and the other is thin.
While they were talking and laughing, a tall middle-aged man stood up unsteadily and said, "You're a coward, you're just thinking nonsense every day."
"Yes, if you have the ability to bring someone home, I can bring you home to give birth to a son for you."
"If you really have that ability, I'll give you half a year's salary as a wedding gift, and I'll give you a hundred jars of osmanthus wine as a gift."
The short middle-aged man, drunk on alcohol, retorted with a curse: "You think I don't dare?"
"No, isn't she just a girl? What kind of things have you never done before?"
"In the early days, Wang Laoer played with me. I pushed him into the sea while it was dark and almost drowned him."
"Also, Xie Xiaoxiao, is that guy powerful enough? He is at the fourth level of martial arts, but I still beat him with a black nose and a swollen face. I beg you to sue grandma."
"Forehead......"
He burped with the smell of alcohol in his mouth, and the short man stood up from the table, carrying the unfinished wine jar and staggering around, intending to catch up with the departing Chilong Demon Lord and said: "Let's go, I'll show you this."
See what domineering means."
The tall man twisted his neck vigorously and said unconsciously: "I, I'm waiting."
One after another, the two people left the tavern.