Chapter 182 The end of the war between good and evil, and a certain drunk white holding a sword
The light Heavenly Fire Yuanzhu drew an arc and was thrown from Chu Qingni's hand into the Tangshan Underground Palace.
Then the earth shook.
The entire entrance to the underground palace collapsed completely, making it impossible to enter anymore.
If you believe in a cult, it will be difficult for you to show up in the world.
The nearby ground shook, and trees fell down. Many warriors felt as if they were stepping on cotton, unable to stand firmly.
But everyone was still in a good mood, after all, everyone present was a participant in a battle that would be remembered in history.
In the eleventh month of the seventh year of Liguo's reign, the Chongxie cult was destroyed.
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Then the righteous army returned to the Yizijianmen station and had a drink.
Han Feng followed the martial arts people from various sects and chatted about various useful and useless topics, toasted and drank together, and got drunk together until the sky was filled with stars.
Lord Fang of the Sacred Heart Sect is a well-rounded man who greets all sects.
As extremely powerful men in the martial arts world, the four Sacred Heart Sect members did not participate in this apparently not high-end gathering and did not show up.
Chu Qingni did not appear here either. As for the so-called plan for the destruction of the Chongxie Cult, this girl has now succeeded in becoming famous all over the world for her wisdom and scheming.
Of course, Nangong Sword Master, who is at the same level as the four, is obviously not as aloof as the four, just hanging out in the crowd and bragging and chatting with others.
The martial arts people were also happy to have a drink with the famous [Devil-Suppressing Sword Master], and the scene was very lively.
Senior Zhong Yuanding of the Zhong Ling Sect looked like a rough and brave man. Han Feng thought he was good at drinking, but he fell to the ground after two drinks...
Looking at Zhong Yuanding snoring on the table, Han Feng felt a little bored...
The expected shocking battle did not break out, and there was a sense of fantasy that the power was nowhere to be used.
Looking at the hearty banquet under the lights, Han Feng couldn't help but smile and looked at the sky.
The stars in the sky flicker and fade, converging into the dazzling Milky Way, which is really beautiful.
"Han Zhijian, Bai Zhijian, let's celebrate the drinking order together~"
Su Ming also waited for several envoys from the Xuanjian Division to gather together to drink and have fun, which was very lively.
But what Han Feng was a little embarrassed to say was that... he didn't know how to order drinks...
"No need, you can play by yourself."
"Well, I... don't need it either."
Bai Feihuang said the same thing at the side, with a hint of drunkenness in his voice.
Su Ming didn't try to persuade anyone and walked away honestly.
Han Feng sat on the bench and looked back at Bai Feihuang. Bai Zhijian's cheeks were slightly red after having a few drinks. Han Feng looked at her with a completely different look from usual:
"Feihuang, you are drunk."
Bai Feihuang, who usually looked serious, looked at Han Feng with a red face and muttered in his tone:
"Drunk? I'm not drunk," the drunk Bai Feihuang was unexpectedly cute. He glared at Han Feng fiercely, with a few strands of hair hanging in front of his forehead, "I can still drink...two more sips...
…No! I can take another two and a half sips!”
Looking at the girl's current appearance, Han Feng knew that she was drunk, so he helped her up and prepared to help her back.
"My sister Bai, you only had two sips in total... Is it possible that your sword-fighting constitution also has the effect of catalyzing alcohol?"
Although Bai Feihuang was a bit drunk, luckily she didn't act drunkenly, and she walked to her independent courtyard with Han Feng's support quite obediently.
At this time, Bai Feihuang doesn't look like a powerful sword wielding swordsman at all...just an ordinary girl who is very drunk.
There are many ornamental pomegranates blooming in the Yizijianmen station, and their warm petals are looming under the bright starlight.
Han Feng carried Bai Feihuang's elbow on his neck and led her on the road.
Starlight fills the road.
The drunk Bai Feihuang changed his simple and capable demeanor and muttered along the way:
"It's really useless to worship evil cults. They were all gone before we did anything..."
"The wine provided here is not good... Sacred Heart Sect is so stingy..."
"Han Feng, Han Feng, why are you ignoring me?"
While muttering, the cute version of Bai Zhijian asked Han Feng to respond.
Han Feng supported Bai Feihuang and felt that Bai Zhijian looked a bit cute...
He laughed awkwardly and replied:
"Oh, I was listening to what you said, so I didn't say anything."
"If you don't speak, you are ignoring me. Why are you ignoring me?"
Drunk Bai Feihuang still has a childish temper.
Han Feng subconsciously coaxed her in a coaxing tone:
"Okay~ don't be angry, I won't ignore you~"
Bai Xiaoer actually accepted this trick and nodded honestly:
"That's good, you can't lie to me."
"Don't worry, I won't lie to you."
"Lagou!"
"Okay~"
Bai Feihuang stretched out his little finger and hooked it with Han Feng.
Han Feng sent Bai Feihuang back to the room and helped her lie down on the bed.
The starlight shone faintly outside the window.
Bai Feihuang's cheeks turned slightly red, and he opened his eyes wide and looked at Han Feng who was standing beside the bed.
"Han Feng, please sing to me."
"Ah? Well...I'm a little tone deaf..."
Han Feng declined.
"I don't... why don't you sing to me!"
The drunk Bai Feihuang really let go and started to cheat.
"Oh, I really have no choice, so what do you want to hear?"
Han Feng asked again, but there was no answer.
Looking down, Bai Feihuang, dressed in white clothes, had fallen asleep peacefully.
At this moment, Bai Feihuang has returned to her usual quiet and gentle appearance.
There was a slight smile on the corner of her mouth, and her slender eyelashes cast a faint shadow under the starlight and fire outside the window.
So beautiful... This thought came to Han Feng's mind unconsciously.
With this idea, Han Feng looked around the bed, and the more he looked at her, the more beautiful she felt.
Bai Feihuang is not the kind of beauty that shocks people at first sight, but the kind of beauty that can withstand carving, is gentle, clear and non-aggressive.
He was clearly a heroic swordsman, and he was so gentle and peaceful when he fell asleep.
Han Feng looked at this appearance without saying a word, as if he could hear his own heartbeat.
This scene is so gentle... This thought just flashed through Han Feng's mind, and suddenly the sound of clothes tearing could be heard in his ears...
Bai Feihuang's whole body unexpectedly rolled up the body-protecting sword energy silently and spontaneously!
Unconsciously, the sword energy tore Han Feng's clothes to pieces...
"Huh?" Han Feng discovered the problem, "Huh!??"
After discovering the problem, Han Feng quickly escaped from the house... If he stayed in and had his clothes cut open by the sword energy and was seen by others, it would be impossible to explain whether he really jumped into the Yellow River.
Bai Zhijian was able to spontaneously protect his body with his sword energy even after he was drunk and fell asleep. This was a bit too much of a show off.
Standing at the door of Bai Feihuang's room, Han Feng wiped the sweat from his forehead.
"Hey, why did Han Zhijian come out of Miss Bai's room in such a hurry?"
One wave after another, Chu Qingni, dressed in a rustling red dress, walked over from the road again with her hands behind her back.
"Miss Chu? Why are you here?"
"Not only am I here, but I have been here since the time you two hooked up~"