Xiao Yan followed the former general of Holy Spirit City. Xiao Yan had always been curious about the means by which this man could escape from the constraints of the rules of heaven and earth and exist in this violent place. Moreover, with him
With the existence of Zuiweng Pavilion, it would be easy to wipe out the entire violent land. Why are there not many Emperor Supremes?
However, Xiao Yan also slowly let go of his heavy heart. At least this person would not kill himself like Huang Yuan. Although the attack on Xiao Yan just now caused serious damage to Xiao Yan, it did not harm Xiao Yan.
Yan still does not pose a fatal threat, and judging from the words of the former general of Holy Spirit City, it should also be a temptation.
The Master of the Drunkard Pavilion was very slow. The distance from where he attacked Xiao Yan to where he stopped was only two or three hundred meters away, but it took the former general of Holy Spirit City a full ten minutes. Xiao Yan followed
Behind this general, although his physical condition was very poor, Xiao Yan felt that this speed was like a turtle crawling.
However, no matter how dissatisfied he was, Xiao Yan could only keep a constant distance from this big man and move forward at a turtle's speed.
Finally, a small pavilion appeared in front of Xiao Yan. The decoration of the pavilion was not luxurious, but very elegant. The most important thing was that it gave people a comfortable feeling.
In the pavilion, there is a small stone table with a jade pot and two inverted wine glasses on it. From the jade pot, a strong aroma comes out. Just from the aroma, the quality of this wine can be seen
I don't know how many times better than the wine given to Xiao Yan by the leader of Yunwu Village.
The whole palace seemed to be full of fragrance because of this small pot of wine. Of course, the master of Drunkard Pavilion still had some conscience and set up a barrier in this remote palace, so that the fragrance of wine was only limited to
This palace. If all the palaces in Zuiweng Pavilion are filled with the fragrance of wine, then no matter how powerful Feng Linglong is, she will not be able to stop the disciples from drinking.
"In the Drunkard Pavilion, only the master is allowed to drink, and no one else is allowed to drink." Xiao Yan remembered Feng Linglong's words. Here, they don't need wine and meat to enhance the friendship between brothers. What brings them together is
A common will, this kind of power is much more terrifying than Yunwu Village.
The master of Zuiweng Pavilion sat down at the stone table, pointed to the seat next to him and said to Xiao Yan: "Sit down."
Xiao Yan listened to the words of the Master of the Zuiweng Pavilion, and after struggling for a long time, he carefully sat down opposite the Master of the Zuiweng Pavilion. Xiao Yan suppressed the pain and said respectfully: "Thank you, senior."
"Yes, it's a bit beyond my expectation that I can persist for such a long time." The master of Zuiweng Pavilion looked at Xiao Yan, but turned over the two cups placed on the table in his hand, and slowly opened the jade pot.
The wine was poured out.
Xiao Yan, on the other hand, was crying and laughing. He felt that the Master of the Drunkard Pavilion was walking so slowly just to give Xiao Yan more time to bear the pain. Although the punch just now was held back by the Master of the Drunkard Pavilion,
, but Xiao Yan was still scarred by this punch.
During the journey, Xiao Yan did not take any pills out of respect for the master of Zuiweng Pavilion, but relied on his strong will to fight against the pain. He originally thought that this process would be short, but Zuiyan
But it took the Pavilion Master Weng Pavilion so long that Xiao Yan almost fainted from the pain.
A peak emperor was punched by a peak immortal emperor and had to endure the pain of not taking the elixir for more than ten minutes. It was definitely not something that ordinary people could do.
"Don't think I'm being harsh. If it were Huang Yuan, if he kicked you down, you wouldn't even have your ashes left." The master of Drunkard Pavilion brought a wine glass in front of Xiao Yan.
Xiao Yan once again recalled the time when he first met Huang Yuan. At that time, Ghost Eagle was frantically massacring members of the Holy Spirit City peacekeeping force. However, Huang Yuan almost made Ghost Eagle subdue him in just an instant. From the beginning to the end, Huang Yuan
They didn't even use their hands. If Xiao Yan was in his current state, he would probably be like what the Master of the Drunkard Pavilion said.
"Thank you, senior. However, my injury is very serious at this time. Can I take some elixirs to heal my injuries first?" Xiao Yan said to the Master of Zuiweng Pavilion. Xiao Yan didn't know how long he could last if he didn't use elixirs.
In front of such a big shot, one can imagine the pressure Xiao Yan had to bear. Xiao Yan did not want to fall into a coma afterwards.
"You only have one chance, and it's up to you to decide how you choose. If you choose to take the elixir, then this glass of wine will no longer be available to you." The master of the Drunkard Pavilion looked at Xiao Yan, with no expression on his face. But,
This Gujing Wubo expression makes Xiao Yan find it even more difficult to choose. This kind of wine has a fragrant aroma and is extremely precious. It would be a great honor for ordinary people to drink a glass of it, not to mention that this is a strong Immortal Emperor.
What an honor it is to pour wine for oneself.
If Xiao Yan missed this opportunity, he might not be able to drink this wine. What's worse, he would make the Immortal Emperor angry.
"I still choose to take pills. I have offended many people, so please forgive me, senior." Although Xiao Yan likes to drink, he is not an alcoholic. Although wine is good, for Xiao Yan, healing is the key.
The most important thing is that Xiao Yan firmly believes in his choice and will not give up what he believes in just because this glass of wine was given to him by an Immortal Emperor and a super strong man.
Xiao Yan stood up and looked at the Master of the Zuiweng Pavilion, with absolute determination in his eyes, without a trace of regret or regret.
"Sit down, then you can take the elixir." The master of Zuiweng Pavilion waved his hand and motioned for Xiao Yan to sit down.
Seeing that the master of the Drunkard Pavilion did not blame himself, Xiao Yan breathed a sigh of relief, took out the elixir from the Najie, and drank it. This elixir was left to Xiao Yan by Du Kang, although it is not the best for healing injuries.
It's good, but it's much better than ordinary pills. After taking it, Xiao Yan's pain gradually disappeared, and Xiao Yan no longer had to worry about passing out later.
However, Xiao Yan still glanced at the wine that the Master of the Drunkard Pavilion poured for him without leaving any trace. Xiao Yan had never seen that kind of wine before. It was a great regret to miss such a good opportunity.
But what surprised Xiao Yan was that the master of the Drunkard Pavilion did not drink the glass of wine given to Xiao Yan himself, but slowly poured the wine in the glass into the jade pot. If that was the case,
Not surprisingly, the master of the Drunkard Pavilion poured his own glass of wine into the jade pot, without any intention of drinking.
Then, the Master of the Drunkard Pavilion turned the two wine glasses upside down, and everything returned to the way it was before Xiao Yan came here, as if the pot of wine had not been touched.
"Yes, I was not disappointed." The master of Zuiweng Pavilion looked at Xiao Yan, showed a smile, and explained to Xiao Yan: "This wine is called Qianli Piaoxiang, but it is also a kind of poison.
As long as the average person drinks one cup, he will have to lie down for at least three days. Even if you are protected by heavenly fire, you will still have to lie down for one day." (To be continued.)