Qiu Si was dizzy by Qiu Ming, who had never woken up, and stopped on the way back, as if he was thinking about how to solve the matter in front of him satisfactorily.

If Qiu Ming is thrown in front of the sect master like this, I am afraid that being expelled from the Seven Leaves Sect will be considered light.

No matter how you say that Tyumen has made contributions in history, and since returning to the sect, he has not gone far with his elder brothers, so he can't see death without saving him.

But this Tyuming just doesn't fight for it, whether it's pouring cold water or pumping his mouth, he just won't wake up.

Suffocating a donkey, even if you can really suffocate a donkey, it's time to wake up after so long.

In the end, several elders, including Qiu Si, unanimously concluded that Elder Qiuming's condition at this time was not caused by drunkenness, but probably more because his heart was sealed.

The road back to the Seven Leaves Sect is not far, but it is not close, and it is impossible for Qiu Si to carry Qiu Ming all the time. This made it bitter for a few disciples who came with him, carrying the mud-like Tyuming in shifts, coupled with the smoky smell of wine, you can imagine the tragedy along the way. In the end, all the disciples came to the common conclusion that Elder Tyumen was by no means an ordinary donkey and horse......

By the time Qiu Si and the others returned to the Seven Leaves Sect, it had already changed to an early morning, and after a night of hard work, seeing home at this time would always make people feel a little inexplicable surprise.

At this time, the disciple who was carrying Qiuming on his back didn't feel so heavy.

The door is open, and the Seven Leaves Sect has never turned away outsiders.

Originally, Qiu Si should have been the first to enter the door, but after thinking about it, he felt that it was inappropriate. Tyumen still hasn't woken up, so he still takes him to another place to stop again, and it's best to wake up in time.

In this way, Qiu Sixian left the team with Qiu Ming and did not enter the Seven Leaves Sect.

The fate of the others is not bad at all with the previous Zhao San, entering the door, no, arrested, autumn leaves, right......

Several coherent actions make up an approximate ending. Although no one believes it, this is the reality.

Zhao Tingxiao was too lazy to interrogate these inconsequential people, elder, it sounded quite famous, but there was no social society in his heart, and the so-called elder who had only one person in Fushou was no different from the people of the world in his eyes.

Besides, the culprit has been punished, and after the others have counted it, they can be used and left, and those who can't be used are driven away.

Thinking like this, the person who reported the incident stepped forward and whispered: "In terms of reporting the master, there is still a shortage among the elders, do you think it is necessary to take the initiative?"

Zhao Tingwei waved his hand and said: "There is no need for this, wait for another day, if you can't get together, forget it! ”

Seeing that Zhao Tingxiao's tone was very resolute, the person who reported the incident didn't say anything more, and then retreated and left.

Qiu Si couldn't wake Qiu Ming up despite his efforts, so he had no choice but to rush to the Seven Leaves Sect alone, but when he just walked a hundred zhang away from the main gate, Qiu Si seemed to notice something.

As a great elder, Qiu Si does not like to talk on weekdays, and he never puts forward contradictory opinions about the arrangement of autumn leaves. However, for the feelings of the Seven Leaves Sect, he is no less than Autumn Leaves, and he is very familiar with every grass and tree here.

Everything has spirituality, and if a person cares a lot about something or something, maybe there is no change in the eyes of ordinary people, but in the eyes of this person, there will be a completely different feeling. And Qiu Si's feeling at this time is exactly like this.

Although the Seven Leaves Sect no longer has the prosperity of the past, it will never show the current bleak and murderous atmosphere.

Just as Qiu Si's old eyes were constantly examining the periphery of the Seven Leaves Sect, a gust of wind blew out of the open gate, and a piece of wood that had been loosened suddenly fell under the blowing of the wind.

"Click...... "Qiu Si knew that the Seven Leaves Sect had changed as soon as he saw it, but it was too late to retreat, and several black shadows had already surrounded him.......

Qiu Si's strength is not sure even if it is Qiu Ye, firstly, he never shows it easily, and secondly, Qiu Si rarely asks about the affairs in the sect, even if it is a matter of deliberations in the Lotus Hall, it is just a formality for him.

If you can't let go of learning when you're old, it's only a matter of time before you get put down.

But now that the enemy is around, it seems that the Seven Leaves Sect has fallen, and if it is still allowed to do so when it is in internal and external troubles, it is impossible to say anything.

The strength of these people is not weak, but if they want to fall into the rules, I am afraid that they still need to be discussed.

With his left foot on the ground and his body rising in the air, Qiu Si, as an orthodox Yimen, needs a broader space to release his artistic conception.

A few black shadows naturally saw Qiu Si's intentions, and they approached Qiu Si one after another. Once the distance is widened, it will be more difficult to break the other party's artistic conception.

Seeing that they had reached an ideal distance between each other, Qiu Si reached into his arms with his left hand and took out an object, which was the half of the jar stuffed with donkey liquor.

Ignoring others at all, a stream of green and yellow mixed with the rich aroma of wine poured down, and a drop fell into Qiu Si's mouth.

Suddenly, the entire space seemed to become viscous, and several people in different positions on Qiu Si's periphery felt dizzy at the same time.

That feeling of lightheadedness directly made several people unsteady on their feet and fell in the air, but their bodies never fell.

Although the drinking party is small, it is a microcosm of life, and people who drink often lose their cover. Falling has nothing to do with whether you are incompetent or not, and being sober has nothing to do with whether you are sincere or not. The wine is pure, and the way of wine is purer......

"This person's strength is not below you and me, and it may be difficult for a few of them to turn over. ”

"There are still people with such strength in the Seven Leaves Sect, and the previous information seems to be wrong!"

"It doesn't matter, you stay with the Lord, I'll go over and see, if this person's strength is more than that, leave quickly!"

A man dressed in green clothes left this sentence and disappeared from the locality. The person who had spoken to him before saw this scene with envy in his eyes, and he was also moved, but he used it so chic......

"Friend, I might as well tell you that the Seven Leaves Sect is already under our control, but we never want to do things out of the blue. With your strength, we can completely open the net. Don't blindly insist on it, you should understand what it means to know the times as a handsome. ”

"Hahahaha, I thought about the friends of the world with wine a hundred years ago, how about it! Do you have the courage to come in and get drunk with me?"

After Qiu Si finished speaking, he threw the empty wine jar in his hand high, and took out a stall of wine from his arms, and the faded wine seal showed that this jar of wine had precipitated for many years.

"Well, since my friend is interested, the old man will give up his life to accompany him. After the man in Tsing Yi finished speaking, the clothes that had been constantly sloppy suddenly wrapped his body tightly, and layers of illusory fish scale-like things crawled all over his body.

I saw a flash of golden light in this person's eyes, and his figure rose from the ground, plunging into the artistic conception of the wine bureau under Qiu Sibu.

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