"Tang Ping !!"

"Get me out!"

Bai Xiaoshan couldn't bear it anymore and roared, and the ground of the entire mountain villa shook.

Bai Xiaoshan had lost the patience to entangle with Mo Tong, which was also the reason why he was too angry just now, and he almost forgot about the guest who he had hired at a high price to guard Baiyun Villa.

However, there was such a big commotion in the villa, how could Tang Ping not show up? Could it be that he was drunk again?

Bai Xiaoshan thought of Tang Ping, who was addicted to alcohol, and his face couldn't help but turn dark. Tang Ping is very strong, but he is drunk like a lump of mud all day long, which makes Bai Xiaoshan have a headache.

"Tang Ping, is that the earth spirit powerhouse who guarded Baiyun Mountain Villa? I don't think I've heard this name before!" Mo Tong's heart paused slightly, and his gaze moved to one place.

A strong smell of wine blew in the wind, and soon there was a drunken middle-aged thin man in the courtyard.

Seeing that his eyes were confused, his hands and feet were floating, and he was holding a gourd in his hand, but when Mo Tong saw the appearance of the person who came, his heart couldn't help but burst out.

This person turned out to be Tang Ping, a famous wine immortal in the spiritual cultivation world in his previous life, and Mo Tong had the fate to meet him, but he didn't have a relationship. It is rumored that he broke into the Cloud Fire Sect alone, three in and three out, and his strength can be seen in general.

I don't know what level Tang Ping's strength has reached now, if it is the realm of the earth spirit, at least it is the peak of the nine-star earth spirit. These days, there have been quite a few Heavenly Spirit Practitioners who have dealt with Mo Tong, and Mo Tong can feel a faint trace of Heavenly Spirit Aura on Tang Ping's body.

"Uh......" Tang Ping burped, a thick smell of wine spurted out, his hazy eyes turned around, and finally stopped on Bai Xiaoshan's body, "Owner, it turns out that you are calling me?

Bai Xiaoshan was almost fainted by anger, but he couldn't do anything about this drunkard, and forcibly suppressed his anger: "Settle this little ghost for me, and give you ten jars of a hundred flowers and nectar afterwards!"

"One hundred altars!" Hearing that someone was sending wine, Tang Ping's spirit was shocked, and his eyes suddenly widened by three points.

"No, it's too much! Twenty altars at most!" Bai Xiaoshan is so angry, he is usually confused, when it comes to wine, this Tang Ping is more shrewd than anyone else. A hundred years of nectar is not mountain dew, the ancestors of the Bai family have been passed down from generation to generation, a total of less than 300 altars, usually Bai Xiaoshan he is reluctant to drink it.

"One hundred altars!" Tang Ping said unmoved.

"Thirty altars, no more!" Bai Xiaoshan gritted his teeth, his heart dripping blood.

"One hundred altars!" Tang Ping still insisted, as if he had decided to eat Bai Xiaoshan.

"Tang Ping, don't you have to make an inch!

"One hundred altars!"

......

Mo Tong couldn't stand it anymore, and used a look at the little snake girl.

The little snake girl comprehended, raised her small wooden fork and waved, and a spiritual power swept across Bai Fei's body.

"Oh, cut it off, you can finally cut it off...... "Looking at Bai Fei, who was split in two, the little snake girl was not at all frightened by the bloody scene like a normal child, but on the contrary, she was extremely excited.

Even Lin Fei was shocked for a while, and he couldn't help but take two steps back, and subconsciously distanced himself from the little snake girl. Lin Fei had already seen the methods of this very cute little girl, but they were all just releasing a kind of lightning that fixed the enemy, but he had never directly cut a big living person into two pieces like this. After cutting it, it was cut, and after the cut, she still had an excited expression, coupled with her innocent face, the strong contrast made people's nerves very impacted.

"Fei'er !!"

Bai Xiaoshan, who was bargaining with Tang Ping, was distracted for a while, and almost fainted when he saw Bai Fei being cut into two sections. Bai Xiaoshan didn't expect a little girl to be so powerful and so ruthless, and directly split Bai Fei's body.

lost his son's life for dozens of jars of wine, and Bai Xiaoshan regretted that he even knotted his intestines.

"Kill you, give me my life!"

Bai Xiaoshan struck at the little snake girl with a punch, carrying with him the grief of the pain in his throat, and the spiritual power contained was two points stronger than his full blow.

Mo Tong knew very well that the little snake girl's current strength was still far behind Bai Xiaoshan, and he would not let the little snake girl take this risk.

Shield of the Firmament!

Cloud Piercing Finger!

Rumble!!!

Mo Tong was shocked back dozens of feet, and his blood was churning.

And Bai Xiaoshan's situation was better than Mo Tong's, only more than ten steps back.

"Take care of Brother Lin Fei, watch from the side without your help, this person is very powerful!" Mo Tong saw the little snake girl who Yueyue wanted to try, and hurriedly stopped her.

And what worries Mo Tong the most is not Bai Xiaoshan, but the drunken Tang Ping next to him. Although Tang Ping didn't know what to do next to him and didn't mean to make a move, he was a person from Baiyun Villa after all. Tang Ping and Bai Xiaoshan joined forces, and the pressure on Mo Tong would definitely increase greatly, and he had to guard against him.

"Hmph! You can't escape if you enter any of them!

Bai Xiaoshan ran the aura for a week, put his palms together, and attacked again. In Bai Xiaoshan's eyes, Mo Tong and the others were all already dead people, and they were all dead people who wanted to be buried with Bai Fei.

Rumble!

Rumble!!

In a series of bombardments, most of the buildings of the villa were razed and the ground was overturned by three feet. Bai Xiaoshan's aura is strong, and the aura of the ink pupil is long, each with its own strengths, and it is difficult to distinguish the winner from the loser for a while.

Not enough, Mo Tong knew in his heart that as long as he delayed for a long time, his chances of winning would be greatly improved. In this world, if you want to say that your aura lasts longer than anyone, I'm afraid that no one can ink his pupils side by side.

After a hundred moves, Bai Xiaoshan's anger gradually subsided, and soon he also discovered this problem. Bai Xiaoshan's cultivation was obviously higher than that of Mo Tong, but he could only maintain a draw for a long time, which was beyond Bai Xiaoshan's expectations. After a hundred moves, Bai Xiaoshan didn't feel that the aura of the ink pupil was not continuous at all, but his spiritual mansion was empty by a quarter.

"Tang Ping, join forces with me to kill these people, and I will give a hundred jars of a hundred flowers and nectar!" Although Bai Xiaoshan didn't want to mention the hundred altars and a hundred flowers of nectar, in order to kill Mo Tong and avenge Lin Fei, he had to ask Tang Ping in a low voice.

"Tang Ping !!"

"Get me out!"

Bai Xiaoshan couldn't bear it anymore and roared, and the ground of the entire mountain villa shook.

Bai Xiaoshan had lost the patience to entangle with Mo Tong, which was also the reason why he was too angry just now, and he almost forgot about the guest who he had hired at a high price to guard Baiyun Villa.

However, there was such a big commotion in the villa, how could Tang Ping not show up? Could it be that he was drunk again?

Bai Xiaoshan thought of Tang Ping, who was addicted to alcohol, and his face couldn't help but turn dark. Tang Ping is very strong, but he is drunk like a lump of mud all day long, which makes Bai Xiaoshan have a headache.

"Tang Ping, is that the earth spirit powerhouse who guarded Baiyun Mountain Villa? I don't think I've heard this name before!" Mo Tong's heart paused slightly, and his gaze moved to one place.

A strong smell of wine blew in the wind, and soon there was a drunken middle-aged thin man in the courtyard.

Seeing that his eyes were confused, his hands and feet were floating, and he was holding a gourd in his hand, but when Mo Tong saw the appearance of the person who came, his heart couldn't help but burst out.

This person turned out to be Tang Ping, a famous wine immortal in the spiritual cultivation world in his previous life, and Mo Tong had the fate to meet him, but he didn't have a relationship. It is rumored that he broke into the Cloud Fire Sect alone, three in and three out, and his strength can be seen in general.

I don't know what level Tang Ping's strength has reached now, if it is the realm of the earth spirit, at least it is the peak of the nine-star earth spirit. These days, there have been quite a few Heavenly Spirit Practitioners who have dealt with Mo Tong, and Mo Tong can feel a faint trace of Heavenly Spirit Aura on Tang Ping's body.

"Uh......" Tang Ping burped, a thick smell of wine spurted out, his hazy eyes turned around, and finally stopped on Bai Xiaoshan's body, "Owner, it turns out that you are calling me?

Bai Xiaoshan was almost fainted by anger, but he couldn't do anything about this drunkard, and forcibly suppressed his anger: "Settle this little ghost for me, and give you ten jars of a hundred flowers and nectar afterwards!"

"One hundred altars!" Hearing that someone was sending wine, Tang Ping's spirit was shocked, and his eyes suddenly widened by three points.

"No, it's too much! Twenty altars at most!" Bai Xiaoshan is so angry, he is usually confused, when it comes to wine, this Tang Ping is more shrewd than anyone else. A hundred years of nectar is not mountain dew, the ancestors of the Bai family have been passed down from generation to generation, a total of less than 300 altars, usually Bai Xiaoshan he is reluctant to drink it.

"One hundred altars!" Tang Ping said unmoved.

"Thirty altars, no more!" Bai Xiaoshan gritted his teeth, his heart dripping blood.

"One hundred altars!" Tang Ping still insisted, as if he had decided to eat Bai Xiaoshan.

"Tang Ping, don't you have to make an inch!

"One hundred altars!"

......

Mo Tong couldn't stand it anymore, and used a look at the little snake girl.

The little snake girl comprehended, raised her small wooden fork and waved, and a spiritual power swept across Bai Fei's body.

"Oh, cut it off, you can finally cut it off...... "Looking at Bai Fei, who was split in two, the little snake girl was not at all frightened by the bloody scene like a normal child, but on the contrary, she was extremely excited.

Even Lin Fei was shocked for a while, and he couldn't help but take two steps back, and subconsciously distanced himself from the little snake girl. Lin Fei had already seen the methods of this very cute little girl, but they were all just releasing a kind of lightning that fixed the enemy, but he had never directly cut a big living person into two pieces like this. After cutting it, it was cut, and after the cut, she still had an excited expression, coupled with her innocent face, the strong contrast made people's nerves very impacted.

"Fei'er !!"

Bai Xiaoshan, who was bargaining with Tang Ping, was distracted for a while, and almost fainted when he saw Bai Fei being cut into two sections. Bai Xiaoshan didn't expect a little girl to be so powerful and so ruthless, and directly split Bai Fei's body.

lost his son's life for dozens of jars of wine, and Bai Xiaoshan regretted that he even knotted his intestines.

"Kill you, give me my life!"

Bai Xiaoshan struck at the little snake girl with a punch, carrying with him the grief of the pain in his throat, and the spiritual power contained was two points stronger than his full blow.

Mo Tong knew very well that the little snake girl's current strength was still far behind Bai Xiaoshan, and he would not let the little snake girl take this risk.

Shield of the Firmament!

Cloud Piercing Finger!

Rumble!!!

Mo Tong was shocked back dozens of feet, and his blood was churning.

And Bai Xiaoshan's situation was better than Mo Tong's, only more than ten steps back.

"Take care of Brother Lin Fei, watch from the side without your help, this person is very powerful!" Mo Tong saw the little snake girl who Yueyue wanted to try, and hurriedly stopped her.

And what worries Mo Tong the most is not Bai Xiaoshan, but the drunken Tang Ping next to him. Although Tang Ping didn't know what to do next to him and didn't mean to make a move, he was a person from Baiyun Villa after all. Tang Ping and Bai Xiaoshan joined forces, and the pressure on Mo Tong would definitely increase greatly, and he had to guard against him.

"Hmph! You can't escape if you enter any of them!

Bai Xiaoshan ran the aura for a week, put his palms together, and attacked again. In Bai Xiaoshan's eyes, Mo Tong and the others were all already dead people, and they were all dead people who wanted to be buried with Bai Fei.

Rumble!

Rumble!!

In a series of bombardments, most of the buildings of the villa were razed and the ground was overturned by three feet. Bai Xiaoshan's aura is strong, and the aura of the ink pupil is long, each with its own strengths, and it is difficult to distinguish the winner from the loser for a while.

Not enough, Mo Tong knew in his heart that as long as he delayed for a long time, his chances of winning would be greatly improved. In this world, if you want to say that your aura lasts longer than anyone, I'm afraid that no one can ink his pupils side by side.

After a hundred moves, Bai Xiaoshan's anger gradually subsided, and soon he also discovered this problem. Bai Xiaoshan's cultivation was obviously higher than that of Mo Tong, but he could only maintain a draw for a long time, which was beyond Bai Xiaoshan's expectations. After a hundred moves, Bai Xiaoshan didn't feel that the aura of the ink pupil was not continuous at all, but his spiritual mansion was empty by a quarter.

"Tang Ping, join forces with me to kill these people, and I will give a hundred jars of a hundred flowers and nectar!" Although Bai Xiaoshan didn't want to mention the hundred altars and a hundred flowers of nectar, in order to kill Mo Tong and avenge Lin Fei, he had to ask Tang Ping in a low voice.

Although the hundred-year-old nectar of a hundred altars is precious, it is far from worth mentioning compared to the life of his son. Bai Xiaoshan is not reluctant to give up a hundred jars of hundred-year-old nectar now, but he doesn't want to think of Bai Fei's death because of his bargaining with Tang Ping. Of course, Bai Xiaoshan would not take the initiative to take this responsibility, and soon pushed the responsibility to Mo Tong and others, and even pushed some of it to Tang Ping.

"One hundred and fifty altars!" Tang Ping's confused gaze swept over Mo Tong's body, and he waited for a while before spitting out five words.

"Okay! One hundred and fifty altars is one hundred and fifty altars! As long as you help me kill this kid, one hundred and fifty altars of hundred-year-old nectar will be yours!" Although Bai Xiaoshan offered Tang Ping a price for sitting on the ground, after having the previous lesson, he had to endure it first.

"Slow! I'll go out of two hundred altars! I don't need Tang Ping's predecessor to make a move, just watch from the side. When I cripple this old guy, two hundred altars of hundred-year-old nectar will be served!" Mo Tong also heard that the relationship between Bai Xiaoshan and Tang Ping was not very good at this time, and then thought of the rumors in his previous life that Tang Ping was addicted to alcohol, and Mo Tong also learned from Bai Xiaoshan's offer.

"I'll give you three hundred altars! Tang Ping, what are you hesitating about, kill this kid for me!" Bai Xiaoshan also made Mo Tong's shamelessness angry for a while, and the attack became even more fierce.

"I'll give you four hundred altars! Tang Ping, senior, you don't have to do anything, just wait for Bai Xiaoshan, the old man, to die, and the four hundred altars of hundred flowers and nectar will be yours. Mo Tong saw a moment of hesitation flashing on Tang Ping's face, and couldn't help but secretly rejoice in his heart, and knew that there was a play. When he heard that Bai Xiaoshan had raised the price, Mo Tong didn't want to raise the price even if he didn't want to.

Mo Tong is confident, his conditions are much more generous than Bai Xiaoshan, and anyone with a little brain will make the right choice. Except, of course, those saints who pride themselves on their high character. Like Tang Ping, an alcoholic who only pursues wine and does not talk about character, Mo Tong really doesn't feel any suspense if he wants to buy him.

Although the hundred-year-old nectar is precious, it is far less than the life of his son. Bai Xiaoshan is not reluctant to give up a hundred jars of hundred-year-old nectar now, but he doesn't want to think of Bai Fei's death because of his bargaining with Tang Ping. Of course, Bai Xiaoshan would not take the initiative to take this responsibility, and soon pushed the responsibility to Mo Tong and others, and even pushed some of it to Tang Ping.

"One hundred and fifty altars!" Tang Ping's confused gaze swept over Mo Tong's body, and he waited for a while before spitting out five words.

"Okay! One hundred and fifty altars is one hundred and fifty altars! As long as you help me kill this kid, one hundred and fifty altars of hundred-year-old nectar will be yours!" Although Bai Xiaoshan offered Tang Ping a price for sitting on the ground, after having the previous lesson, he had to endure it first.

"Slow! I'll go out of two hundred altars! I don't need Tang Ping's predecessor to make a move, just watch from the side. When I cripple this old guy, two hundred altars of hundred-year-old nectar will be served!" Mo Tong also heard that the relationship between Bai Xiaoshan and Tang Ping was not very good at this time, and then thought of the rumors in his previous life that Tang Ping was addicted to alcohol, and Mo Tong also learned from Bai Xiaoshan's offer.

"I'll give you three hundred altars!Tang Ping, what are you hesitating about?Kill this kid for me!" Bai Xiaoshan also made Mo Tong's shamelessness angry for a while, and the attack became even more fierce.

"I'll give you four hundred altars! Tang Ping, senior, you don't have to do anything, just wait for Bai Xiaoshan, the old man, to die, and the four hundred altars of hundred flowers and nectar will be yours. Mo Tong saw a moment of hesitation flashing on Tang Ping's face, and couldn't help but secretly rejoice in his heart, and knew that there was a play. When he heard that Bai Xiaoshan had raised the price, Mo Tong didn't want to raise the price even if he didn't want to.

Mo Tong is confident, his conditions are much more generous than Bai Xiaoshan, and anyone with a little brain will make the right choice. Except, of course, those saints who pride themselves on their high character. Like Tang Ping, an alcoholic who only pursues wine and does not talk about character, Mo Tong really doesn't feel any suspense if he wants to buy him.