Suddenly he smiled heartily and waved to the waiter: "Yes, come and have a pot of drunkenness."
The squirming made him look ugly. Li Han was not a procrastinator. He was drunk now. Although 100 Niemmo coins were a lot for him, it was not unbearable. It was rare for him to be so happy today. There was nothing good about it.
Isn't it a pity to drink wine to cheer you up?
"Okay, Mr. Li." The waiter shouted.
Everyone around looked at him with all kinds of envy, but they also recognized Li Han.
Feeling refreshed, Li Han laughed loudly: "It seems that A Feng is also a good drinker. Drunkenness is really good. Once you taste it, you will never forget it. I am not boasting. I have been to the surrounding Red and Yellow Valley and Jingxing City.
But it’s not as good as the beautiful mountains and waters of Changyang Mountain City, especially the good wine!”
Lin Feng smiled.
Hometown is always the most beautiful.
"Senior Brother Li is right, Zui Wuchang is indeed the best wine." Wang Shen is also a good drinker. He took a deep breath and was quite intoxicated: "Thanks to the two of you, Wang has not had wine for a long time.
Taste the impermanence of drunkenness."
Li Han smiled heartily: "You spend all your money on the blade, how can you get the money to buy wine?"
Wang Shen blushed: "Senior Brother Li is laughing."
"Why are you laughing? This is a disciple who is truly dedicated to martial arts and a role model for our generation." Li Han praised: "It is rare for a young person to have such a positive attitude. Come, Junior Brother Wang, let me introduce to you. This is Brother Lin Fenglin.
Don’t underestimate him, he is just a preparatory disciple.”
"How dare you." Wang Shen waved his hand.
Looking at it, Wang Shen said: "Brother Lin Feng's swordsmanship is mature and seasoned, and he is quite like everyone else. His strength is even more frightening."
"Senior brother, thank you." Lin Fengqian said.
Knowing that he had just been sparring with Brother Li, he must have seen it.
"A Feng, let me introduce you." Li Han said casually: "This is Wang Shen, the strongest person in the third area now. Although he is at the ninth level of the cyclone stage, his swordsmanship has reached the peak of the eighth level, and his strength is better than mine.
But it’s not inferior in any way.”
Lin Feng Ruoran nodded.
District 3. Already a formal disciple, gathering disciples from the seventh to tenth level of the cyclone stage.
Being able to become the strongest person in the three districts is no mean feat.
The fastest way to get to know each other is at the wine table.
Although Lin Feng and Wang Shen had never known each other before, with Li Han acting as a lubricant, they quickly became familiar with each other.
"Senior Brother Wang came to challenge me?" Lin Feng was surprised.
Li Han said with a smile: "Afeng, you defeated the eight people of Yuluo, and you are going to give the third district a disgrace. How can they swallow this tone? In the Peak of Wind, the most is a battle for face. The first district and the second district compete all the year round.
The war continues without stopping, and no one surrenders to anyone."
Wang Shen smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I was full of confidence before, but it wasn't until I watched you fight just now that I realized that I was basically a frog in the well."
Li Han laughed loudly: "Me too. When Afeng first proposed to spar with me, I thought of giving some guidance, but... I almost lost my pants. Fortunately, I didn't swear so arrogantly.
Talk to yourself, otherwise you will be very embarrassed."
Wang Shen had a bitter look on his face: "Senior Brother Li, are you talking about me?"
Everyone smiled.
They are all swordsmen, they are bold and generous at heart, and they don't stick to trivial matters.
It’s just that you can’t get to know each other without fighting.
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Zuishan Tower is like a castle in the air.
The hall is the most crowded and lively, with all kinds of gossip and news. Both Lin Feng and Li Han like to sit on the first floor, chatting, and blending in with the civilian warriors. In Li Han's words, drinking is naturally lively.
That’s why we have this kind of atmosphere.
There's a lot of movement and there's a lot of stillness.
Some like the atmosphere, while others like the style and class.
The private rooms on the second floor and the private rooms on the third floor are both designed here. Personal preferences are different. Sitting in the private seats on the second floor, you can clearly see the whole hall of the first floor. It is not as quiet as the private rooms on the third floor, but it is more noisy than the first floor.
Very comfortable and relaxed.
"Come, Mr. Dong, let's have a drink." The person who spoke was a handsome man. Situ Liang, the commander of the city guards, was about the same age as Li Han. He had a scabbard on his waist and a flattering smile on his face. At this time, he was preparing for a man.
Wearing loose clothes and brocade clothes, the fat man is full of wine.
A man in a brocade suit wears a golden ring and looks blessed, holding an enchanting woman in his arms and giggling.
"Thank you Mr. Dong for taking care of me. Situ has thanked me here." Situ Liang said with a flattering smile. There was a table full of dishes, ten dishes and one soup, rich and prosperous. Zuishanlou's signature "Zui Wuchang" was placed with several pots
, this table is not cheap.
"We all benefit from each other, you're welcome." The man in brocade clothes raised the enchanting woman's chin and said with a smile: "Remember to help me find a few more goddaughters. I, Dong Taifu, am short of everything except money. I will give you ten or eight more."
I can afford it too.”
"Yes, yes." Situ Liang nodded.
"Godfather!" the enchanting woman said coquettishly, "Isn't one person enough?"
Dong Taifu wiped the oil with his hands and smiled so much that the fat on his waist moved: "Enough, enough!"
Situ Liang had a smile on his face, like a pug. Although he was the commander of the city guards, Dong Taifu in front of him was a man of the hour in Changyang Mountain City. He was doing a lot of business and was on good terms with all the powerful people. The city guards
He is responsible for supplying the armor, weapons and other supplies.
Among them, there is a lot of oil and water.
To please him was like to please the God of Wealth. Situ Liang kept complimenting him, poured the wine, and inadvertently glanced at the hall on the first floor below, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
"Master Dong, I have an acquaintance downstairs, go and say hello." Situ Liang said with a smile.
Dong Taifu hummed casually, but Lehu was busy with his hands and smiling happily with the enchanting woman in his arms, and had no time to pay attention to Situ Liang.
"Year-end Windward Ceremony?" Lin Feng asked curiously.
"This is a traditional ceremony of Xie Feng Hall." Li Han took a sip of drunkenness, and he said freely: "The founder of Xie Feng Hall, with the holy energy of Xie Feng, was invincible among the powerful men of the same level. He founded
Behind the Evil Wind Hall, wind-welcoming ceremonies are held regularly to welcome the evil wind."
Lin Feng nodded.
This is a kind of psychological sustenance.
Just like the earth hopes for good weather, good fortune, etc. in the next year, but the form is different.
"Before, it was just a simple ceremony." Li Han explained: "But then it gradually began to evolve, including the election and change of the guardian hall leader, the promotion and deployment of official disciples, etc., all of which will be carried out in the Windward Ceremony, the most important of which
This is what all the disciples are looking forward to.”
"New Wind War."
"The evil wind that is intended to be a new one represents the future of the evil wind hall, which is a good sign." Li Han murmured: "In the new wind battle, all evil wind hall disciples under the age of thirty can participate in one-on-one competitions until
Determine the final champion and become the 'New Wind Disciple' of Xie Feng Hall, and you will receive excellent rewards, abundant resources, and the best cultivation conditions."
"It can be said that becoming a disciple of New Wind is the dream of every disciple of Xie Feng Hall."