Soon, two waves of people landed near the fat man;

Bing Yanyun is a disciple of Bing Qinghe, his real name is Bingyun, and he later joined the Bing Sect.

There is also a group of people who are a group of demonic beasts led by Doudou, which are all picked up by the fat man on the road.

As soon as the fat man's arm was raised, everyone in the Ice Sect didn't kneel; it wasn't that they didn't want to be expensive, it was that the fat man didn't want them to be expensive.

It is easy to change in the Cultivator Continent, but that body of martial arts and artistic conception can't be changed, although they don't know why the fat man came to this place, but judging from the previous martial arts and sword intent, it is the fat master.

Coincidentally, Bing Yanyun has seen the fat man make a move, and this has to start with more than a hundred years of money.

At that time, the fat man fell in love with a treasure of Bing Qinghe, Bing Qinghe didn't give it, and the fat man chased Bing Qinghe in the Bing Sect, but a few days later, Bing Qinghe was caught by the fat man and handed it over after being beaten by the hammer.

And Bing Yanyun has been following the whole process for the past few days, although he wants to go up to help, but he can't participate in such a battle at all.

I had no choice but to see my own teacher being hammered, but Bing Yanyun was also good, and he deeply recorded the fat man's breath and the number of cultivation paths, so that even if the fat man turned into ashes, he could recognize it.

"Fat boss, what happened just now, did you fight, don't call me when you fight..."

The fat man's face was black, he didn't expect the battle here to be like this, he just wanted to stop it, but he didn't expect the two Sword Sect to come, and he just happened to be able to practice, so the fat man didn't stop it.

It's not bad, the Sword Saint has comprehended the killing sword intent, although the sword intent of the Wine Sword Immortal has not yet been completed, but the number of roads has already come out, if the fat master guesses well, it should be the legendary drunken sword intent.

"What's inside, a small scene, you won't have to worry about it. ”

"What's the matter, a small scene? There are so many monsters on the ground and a small scene, hum! I'm not happy. ”

Doudou pinched his waist and said with a displeased face.

The fat man also knew that this little ancestor was difficult to serve, but there was no good way to persuade him right now.

Seeing this, the Wine Sword Immortal staggered over and said, "Doudou Hall Master is good!"

Doudou's eyes rolled widely, and then he said stupidly: "Hello Grandpa Wine, Grandpa Wine, why are you drunk again?"

As soon as the fat man heard it, he knew what was going on;

"Doudou, it's too late to inform you about the big war just now, you drink grandpa and I have a little wine, in order to celebrate the victory of the big war, and to apologize to you, go, drink two glasses. ”

Doudou just wanted to applaud, and then buttoned his little finger and said: "Then that, that drink has to tell the fat boss about it, otherwise you will bully me again after a while..."

Doudou's acting skills are getting higher and higher, and he is about to cry when he speaks.

A group of old men from the Ice Sect looked full of compassion, if it weren't for the fat man, they would have come up and hammered him if they hadn't taken care of it.

A group of demonic beasts are all in human form, in order not to be too ostentatious, seeing Xiaodoudou like this, one or two are also emotional;

The fat man shook his head helplessly and said: "Doudou, it's over, it's not that you won't let you drink;

"Na, then I've drunk too much, I'll drink less this time..."

The fat man nodded helplessly, indicating a maximum of two catties.

This wine is a high degree of wine that Xiaomeng woke up, and ordinary adult cultivators, at most, began to get confused after half a catty; even an old drunkard like Jiujian Xian only dared to take a small sip, if he really drank too much, what kind of Jiujian Immortal, he would be a drunkard directly.

After Doudou got permission, he dragged the wine sword fairy to the place where he was resting, but the way Doudou drank did scare the wine sword fairy, so Nima called drinking?

It's a completely lifeless way to drink, no wonder the fat man doesn't let Doudou drink it.

The few catties of wine that the Wine Sword Immortal treasured were drunk by Doudou for a while, and then Doudou drunkenly stared at the wine pot in the Wine Sword Fairy's hand and said, "Wine... Why don't you drink it, don't waste it, I..."

The wine sword fairy ran away, but he cried and ran to find the fat man.

...

And the fat man returned to his residence after cleaning the battlefield with everyone.

When they left, except for the fat man, everyone took a deep look at the blood stains on the ground, as well as the countless pieces of minced meat that they didn't know who it was.

Especially some demonic beasts, after turning around, they all shook their heads helplessly, how could they not know that if they didn't follow the fat master, most of their fate would be like this in the future.

If you die, you will die, and after you die, you may not be spared from the corpse.

Warcraft is already brutal, and it is natural to eat meat, but what if one day your own flesh is eaten by others?

They didn't dare to think about it, and they didn't want to go, and they followed behind the fat man with the cold behind them.

The only thing they can do now is to serve the fat man well, hoping that the fat man will not die, otherwise they will ....

As soon as I returned to my residence, I met the escaped wine sword fairy...

The old man of the wine sword fairy said with tears in his eyes: "Fat, fat man, your beans are too good to drink, I was drunk all the little wine, if it wasn't for me to run fast, I'm afraid that my little gourd would have been poisoned." ”

The fat man was stunned...

"What the hell, it's only been a while, you're out of wine? She's drunk too much? Damn..."

"Quick, go back five miles..."

Although everyone didn't know why, the next second confirmed the fat man's thoughts.

"Ah, Grandpa Wine, you dare to run, I'll kill you, "Wind-Come-Nothing-Root"!"

Stop~

A small windmill spun out of the cave.

"I'm dripping mom, swordsmanship, withdraw!"

Sure enough, Doudou drank too much and threw off the windmill.

The fat man also has a headache for this trick, although he can defend it, but there are so many people.

The only way is to avoid it.

A windmill with a diameter of two kilometers slowly formed, and all the places where the windmill passed turned to powder, and the mountains, trees, and lakes were gone, and some were just a deep pit, a bottomless pit.

At this moment, Doudou staggered out with a heavy sword.

"Oops, it's troublesome again. ”

At this time, the fat man came to Doudou in a flash, and before Doudou could fight back, the fat man's two big hands directly rubbed Doudou's big face;

"Wow~ Fat boss, I was wrong again, and I don't dare. ”

The wailing resounded through the valley, the sound was unparalleled, and a few kilometers away, a group of strong men had to cover their ears;

If you just met, you still think this snail is quite pitiful, but when you have seen her cut people and drink, then she does not deserve the sympathy of others at all.

The fat man didn't show mercy to his subordinates this time, and rubbed it for more than half an hour, until his face was bigger and he didn't let go.

Doudou really cried this time, because he obviously felt that his face was bigger again, of course, it was not sad, it was not uncomfortable, it was just because his face was swollen.

Although the fat man punished Doudou, he was not angry, after all, he was still a stubborn character;

The wine sword fairy ran over, and the old man blushed and said: "Fat man, look, my wine...."

The fat man also knew what the wine sword fairy was thinking, but the wine sword fairy was really wrong, he let Doudou drink so much, otherwise it wouldn't be like this;

As the so-called rewards and punishments, the fat man gave the wine sword fairy ten catties of wine.

The Sword Master and the others also shook their heads helplessly...