At night, it is already midday, and the market behind Yun'an Peak is still brightly lit, and many people come and go, as lively as during the day.

Many drunken disciples of the Shujian Academy, muttering some inaudible drunken words in their mouths, were helped out of the restaurant by their companions and walked towards the main courtyard on the mountain.

The restaurant and the green building will always be the most lively places on this Tianyun Continent.

Of course, with the Tianyun Shujian Academy, there must be no Qinglou in the bazaar in the back mountain, and it is not allowed, but the restaurant and the Shujian Academy are not prohibited.

Therefore, the restaurant has naturally become the most lively place in the market.

Although the bazaar is small, there are many restaurants, there are more than a dozen, all over the living area, and you can see a restaurant every time you walk along the road.

If you want to say which of these dozen restaurants has the best business, of course, it is Yunxi Building, which is located in the innermost part of the living area.

Although the place where Yunxi Lou is located is remote, but the cooking skills of the master in charge of the spoon are the best one among these restaurants, it is rumored that the ancestor of this master is the imperial chef of the feudal country two thousand years ago, and the cooking skills of one body are handed down from generation to generation, and the existence in the entire Tianyun Continent is second to none!

At this time, in a box upstairs in Yunxi Building, Li Qingyun and his party were talking about wine, and on the table, there were all kinds of delicacies from the mountains and seas, and each pot of good wine worth three taels!

"Round face, you are too unlucky, this time it hasn't been, wait tomorrow to accompany Mr. Ren to sweep the clouds and Anfeng!"

Li Qingyun poured himself a glass of wine, looked at Fang Yong and said, Fang Yong's round face can no longer take off this nickname, and now even Ren Yi calls him like this.

In this assessment, Ren Yi asked all the disciples in the new room, and no one let go, there were only more than 100 disciples in the new room, and more than 40 people did not answer Ren Yi's questions!

Ren Yi's face turned green at that time, if it weren't for Zhao Xue'er, who was fluent in answers, and helped them and Ren Yi to intercede, it is estimated that Fang Yi is now squatting somewhere to brush the thatched house.

Forty people, it's too many, Ren Yi finally gave them two days to ask someone to ask, if they can't answer his question after two days, all of them will not just be as simple as cleaning Yun'an Peak, Ren Yi will definitely let them sweep Yun'an Mountain Range!

Fang Yong wanted to cry and said without tears: "I would have known that I wouldn't mock the clothes he was wearing, but this time it turned out to be the kind of problem that went out of the way to death!" Alas...... You won't stop me!"

He was taken care of by Ren Yi again this time, and the problems in the literature and history class were different from others, even if it was time to insist on the cultivation realm, his head was almost twisted by Ren Yi!

"Can you stop it? You don't know how much you like to die? Count, how many times have you been targeted by Teacher Ren from last year to now?"

This time, even Qian Qian didn't help him speak, but stared at Fang Qian's round face and asked rhetorically.

"Alas......" Fang Yi sighed again, he didn't know why, every time he saw Ren Yi, he couldn't control his mouth, and always wanted to say something very owed, for this reason, he didn't know how many times he had been Haibian by Ren Yi.

"Let's have a snack next time!" Wan Keyong squinted at Fang Ji and advised.

He didn't stimulate Fang Yong again this time, because Fang Yong was really unlucky, but this was also his own fault, and he deserved it!

Fang Yong glanced at Wan Keyong strangely, and seemed to be a little unaccustomed to Wan Keyong not mocking him.

Wan Keyong rolled his eyes, didn't pay attention to him, but drank tea by himself.

"What kind of tea!

He didn't speak, Fang Ji came over very nervously and poured a glass of wine for Wan Keyong.

Li Qingyun said with a smile: "Round face, don't worry, why don't we two drink some first?" ”

Fang Yun pursed his lips disdainfully, looked at Li Qingyun and asked, "You, are you okay? It's not me who blows, and you can't do it either!"

Qian Qian gently glanced at Qiao Jun, who was talking to Zhao Xue'er, stood up and said to the two, "What's the point of the two of you drinking? Come, let's all do it together!"

Everyone stood up with their glasses in their hands, cheering and touching them.

After everyone sat down, Li Qingyun poured himself another glass of wine, looked at Fang Ji provocatively, and asked, "How is it?"

"Hey, I'm grumpy! Come on, don't get drunk today!"

Fang Yong suddenly stood up arrogantly, holding the wine jug and looking at Li Qingyun.

"Come!"

Not to be outdone, Li Qingyun stood up with the wine jug in his hand.

An hour later......

"Round face, get up, don't you want to drink with me? Get up!

Li Qingyun stepped on the stool, carried the wine jug in one hand, patted the table with a flushed face, and shouted to Fang Yong, who was sitting opposite him.

Fang Yong looked at Li Qingyun with drunken eyes, helped Qian Qian, stood up staggeringly, stretched out his finger at Li Qingyun, who was still shouting, and said with some inarticulateness: "You... You want to be ashamed... You... Why... Drink one with Qian Qian! Otherwise, you'll be on your own... Lao Tzu drank you to death today!"

After speaking, Fang Ji fell down and arched under the table, unconscious.

"Hahaha!

Li Qingyun laughed, looked at Fang Ji who was crawling on the ground, and said to Wan Keyong, "Why don't you drink it?"

Wan Keyong glanced at him and replied, "How can we go back when we are all drunk?"

Li Qingyun waved his hand holding the wine jug, and said arrogantly: "If you don't go back, you will just sleep here! I don't believe that this boss will drive us away?"

Now that they are lying on their stomachs, Qian Qian and Qiao Jun are next to each other, and they have begun to sway, Jiang Zirui and Yunyin have not drunk, and Li Qingyun does not dare to let the two of them drink, so the two of them are drinking the juice of Caixian Fruit, and when Wan Keyong looked over, Jiang Zirui was also looking at him with wide eyes.

Wan Keyong shook his head, sighed helplessly, and supported Fang Ling, who was already drunk and rested his head on his shoulder.

I don't know what Li Qingyun smoked, I had to let her sit next to her, as soon as the banquet began, this little girl wrote that Li Qingyun was gathering them, holding a wine glass and drinking it all, and then, it became like this.

At first, it was okay, there was still a little cute shyness when the wine didn't come up, and then after a while, after the wine came up, he first looked at him and smirked, and then poured towards him, Wan Keyong retreated to the side under the strange eyes of everyone, making Fang Ling chirp and fall directly to the ground.

When Qiao Jun saw it, he was not happy at that time, and then, under the urging of Li Qingyun, Wan Keyong could only help Fang Ling up and let her rely on herself.

He didn't eat well at the banquet that lasted for more than an hour.

Zhao Xue'er had two obvious blushes on her face, she didn't know how to drink, the last time she drank was when she was drunk with Li Qingyun when she was in Yaocheng, and she was a little afraid of this thing.

But at the beginning, everyone stood up with their wine glasses, and she had to pick up the wine glass and sip it a little.

Who knew that this wine was not only like fire in the mouth, but also very strong, far from the gentleness of the general's drunkenness, making her almost fall down like Fang Ling.

"Don't drink it! If you drink it again, you will get drunk!" Zhao Xue'er stood up and snatched the wine jug from his hand, Li Qingyun was already a little swaying.

Obediently sat down by Zhao Xue'er, with the strength of the wine, Li Qingyun reached out and hugged her slender waist, buried his head in her stomach, rubbed it twice, raised his head, his eyes flashed with hazy tenderness, and asked softly: "What are you afraid of! I'm drunk, aren't you still there, you will definitely accompany me, right?"

Such an intimate action made Zhao Xue'er's ears begin to turn red, she pushed Li Qingyun and complained: "You let go of me, everyone is watching!"

That's right, in addition to Fang Yong and Fang Ling, who were already unconscious, there were also Qian Qian and Qiao Jun who were in a daze, and the remaining three of Wan Keyong and Jiang Zirui Yunyin were looking at Li Qingyun who was coquettish to Zhao Xueer without blinking.

"Look at what, look!"

Li Qingyun stretched out his hand and flicked it with a wicked smile, probing Jiang Zirui who came over to look at his smooth forehead.

"Woo... It hurts! Sister Xue'er, look at him!" Jiang Zirui covered her forehead with her hands, pouted, looked at Zhao Xue'er pitifully, and complained.

Zhao Xue'er glared at Li Qingyun with disgust, reached out and touched Jiang Zirui's head, and comforted softly: "Sister won't let him eat tomorrow!"

Jiang Zirui was satisfied, snorted at Li Qingyun, and turned back to play with Yunyin.