"Let's go have a drink! You kid can't run away today. If you don't get a few cans of Thirty Years Up, there's no way." The wine gourd uncle turned around and changed his face, facing Wang Luo and said,
There is still half of the fairy-like demeanor from just now.
The ape-man, who had not made a move from beginning to end, was hiding in a corner, without even the courage to raise his head. Under his feet, Yu Wenhu, who had already passed out, still had one empty eye open.
Jiang Feng tried to get up tremblingly, but his Taoist heart was broken. Let alone reaching the top in this life, even practicing was a luxury.
"This man has offended the eldest son of Kaiyuan County Prince. He can't escape. The entire Heyang Kingdom will not tolerate him. If you take him away, the Prince will not spare you when he comes back." Jiang Feng hung with his last breath.
said.
Wang Luo, who had been preparing to withdraw from this small world, suddenly felt that Uncle Jiu Gourd next to him began to tremble all over.
"Hahaha……"
Uncle Jiu Gulu smiled so unscrupulously that his whole body began to tremble.
He slowly turned around, but his tone was extremely arrogant: "Oh, in the whole world, why do I, Tang Yin, need others to accommodate me? When soldiers come, I will block the water and cover it with earth. If others come to kill me, I will kill them. Tell your master
, the name of my sword is Wan Zhang, and the person I want to protect is called Wang Luo. If he loses a hair, I will kill everyone in your county and prince's palace. If you don't accept it, let your master come."
Yu Wenhu, who had listened to the entire conversation, turned pale and did not dare to say another word.
Tang Yin smiled and hugged Wang Luo: "See, this is called handsome. Throughout the ages, only handsome people have been lonely."
Wang Luo rolled his eyes and didn't dare to say anything more. If he couldn't win, he wouldn't talk back to Luo.
The moment Wang Luo withdrew from Xiaotiandi, Tang Yin beside him moved again.
The crimson sword was like an old friend returning, heading straight in the direction of the ape man.
The ape man seemed to be aware that all the thorns on his body were gathered together, like a natural shield of thorns.
But the sword didn't move at all and stabbed straight through.
The sword energy entered the shield, broke through the armor, and cut off one of the ape-man's arms.
The ape man's eyes showed no fear at all, but were full of resentment. The blood flowing out of his right arm was not bright red, but a greasy and glowing black.
"You can't help it? There's no future." Tang Yin sighed.
"Your master is here and tells him that if something happens to Wang Luo in Snake Head City, it will be difficult to handle. Don't blame me for not warning him." Tang Yin waved to everyone with his back turned.
"Bye bye!"
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Along the way, Wang Luo couldn't figure out one thing. Where did the sword go?
When we arrived at a seemingly high-end restaurant in Snakehead City, the store had already closed its stall. Finally, under Wang Luo's financial coercion, the proprietress agreed to serve good food and wine.
The wine is Shetou City's rich and auspicious wine that has been produced for 30 years, and the dishes are local specialties.
It wasn't until the table was filled with dishes that Wang Luo scratched his head and said, "Master Tang Yin, I have a question that I really don't understand. Where is your sword?"
Tang Yin poured a glass of wine to himself and took a sip: "This wine is not very strong. When I brewed it, I almost didn't put the right twist on it, so it didn't have enough staying power."
Wang Luo stared at the man in front of him, whom he had only met once, but felt that he had seen him before. He couldn't help but shook his head: "I know a lot about wine. Five taels of plums cost a jar. No matter whether it tastes good or not, you have to finish it."
."
"Is that the sword?" Wang Luo couldn't help but asked again out of curiosity.
"Didn't you see it? You just put it there."
"You won't get it back?"
Tang Yin smiled and picked up a piece of half-cooked beef: "The sword is placed there so that their master can see it when he comes back."
"So what if I saw it?"
Tang Yin slapped Wang Luode on the head: "You really can't teach a child. You will understand when the time comes."
Wang Luo stopped asking any more questions.
Wang Luo didn't ask a single word about why you appeared here, why you wanted to save me, where did Fang Jiliu go, etc. What Wang Luo really cared about was what to do with the sword. Look,
The sword looks good, wouldn't it be a pity not to come back?
After drinking until the sky was dark, Wang Luo couldn't even count how much wine he drank. Whether it was because of the battle or because he was really hungry, Wang Luo couldn't count how much wine he drank. So much so that he didn't even feel drunk at all at first, but Tang Yingang was in front of him.
He was bragging a lot at first, but by the middle of the drink he was blushing so much. Wang Luo laughed loudly and scolded him for being useless. It looked okay, but if he really drank it, it would be bragging, and it was useless.
The proprietress of the tavern was sitting on a chair nearby. Two drunkards came from nowhere in the middle of the night. They drank one jar after another. Fortunately, they could make a fortune in the middle of the night, so it was not a big deal. Where did the wine come from that thirty years ago?
The old drunkard said it seriously.
I really don’t understand anything. The boss lady yawned when she thought of this, and laughed when she thought of the big profit that night. The early spring season was a bit hot for some reason, and she kept flipping her sleeves up and down in order to get a breath of wind.
It feels so cool on the body for a while.
Tang Yin, who was slightly drunk by the side, saw this and took a big sip. Looking at the turbulent scenery, the altar fell down, the mountains and water flowed, and the wine overflowed: "Back then, when the Heavenly Court beheaded the Marquis Wu, he had his own sweet lady,,, sweet lady,
,Come and serve, hahaha,,,good poetry, good poetry, come,,,,drink.”
Wang Luo's eyes were already a little blurry, and he held the cup high: "In any case, I would like to thank Tang Daxia for saving my life. If it weren't for you, I, Wang Luo, might have died tonight."
Tang Yin pointed at Wang Luo and breathed out the smell of wine: "Boy, you are so polite. If you really want to be grateful, then treat me, Tang Yin, to a drink more. There is nothing in this world that a drink cannot solve. If there is, then
Two drinks."
Wang Luo laughed and nodded repeatedly: "Enough! Enough!"
The moonlight crept up on my eyebrows.
There is a sword in the sky above Snake Head City, reaching from the south to the north, like a red meteor. If anyone else sees it, they must have seen a god.
Tang Yin raised his glass again, took out a book from his pocket and handed it to Wang Luo: "Boy, you and I are destined, so this book is for you. It's not a secret book on the Tao, but it's also a book I wrote and researched.
This is a basic technique. You have something, but everything depends on the wind. I will give this wind to you. If you are really embarrassed and think you have taken advantage of me, just call me little master uncle."
Tang Yin began to wander, and he could hardly hold the book in his hand: "Remember, if someone bullies you in the future and you can't beat him, just tell that person that your junior uncle's name is Tang Yin, let me see who
Dare to bully you."
Although Wang Luo was drunk at this moment, he was still confused: "Little Master Uncle,,,um,,,no problem, Little Master Uncle."
Tang Yin, who was already on the verge of collapse, looked outside and saw a red meteor flying towards him.
He took a deep breath and said, "The wine tonight is not bad. There is no such thing as a feast that lasts forever. Let's go."
A leap for life, just like the immortal descending to earth.
Isn't that the sword flying outside the window just now? Wang Luo was so surprised that he couldn't speak.
Tang Yin walked with his sword towards the full moon. He stood on it and shook his body, took out the wine gourd and shouted loudly: "Lady boss, pay the bill!"