"The cultivation of the three of you has reached the eighth level of the Qi Martial Realm, so it shouldn't be a problem to enter the inner gate. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info "Xiang Tianwen finished giving orders to the heavens, turned to Liu Yue and the three of them.

Somehow, there was a trace of sourness in the hearts of the three of them, as if their cultivation was due to the blessing of asking the heavens, otherwise they were still facing the crisis of leaving the Tianshui Sect.

"God asks, do you want to impact the core brother? Back then, your eldest brother and second brother were boiling for a while because of this incident! Lin Mang showed unreserved admiration for Xiang Tiange and Xiang Tianxiao, these two became inner disciples and challenged the core disciples in one fell swoop, and became a myth of Tianshui Sect.

"Me?" Xiang Tianwen sighed, "The teacher said that this year's inner disciples are surprisingly strong, the top three inner disciples are not easy to take, and the personal disciples of the other four elders are not weak." ”

Liu Yue, Chen Feng, and Lin Mang didn't say anything more, Xiang Tianwen was so strong that they didn't know, but they could also speculate one or two - the Bai family was destroyed, and the three of them did not go together, but the Bai family always had martial artists from the True Martial Realm, and Xiang Tianwen could return to the Xiang family with two hundred people intact, which already showed that Xiang Tianwen's strength had at least reached the True Martial Realm......

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In the Xuzhou City Tavern, it was already midnight, but there was a black-robed young man in the hall, holding a wine cup, raising his head from time to time to take a sip, and then lowering his head. This person is asking the sky.

"Young Master Xiang, it's already midnight, and we're closing." A fleshy man was full of smiles, just because he asked the sky, he had been delayed for an hour and had not closed. My dear young master, I can't stand it anymore when you drink and sleep.

Xiang Tianwen glanced at the boss, picked up the Qingying Sword beside him, threw the wine gourd hanging from his waist to the boss, and said, "Fill it up, I'll take it away."

The boss handed the full wine jug to Xiang Tianwen, Xiang Tianwen stretched his waist, did not pay the bill, snatched the wine gourd, and staggered out of the tavern.

The boss's fleshy face was rippling, and he actually saw the loneliness that he shouldn't have at his age from the back of this young man's bleak back. Xiang Tianwen's figure disappeared into the night, and a voice came out of the night: "Tomorrow, I will come to reimburse the wine money to my family."

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"The night is long, goo-" Xiang Tian asked lying on a bridge pier, poured a sip of wine, and the wine entered his throat, and he was even more sad, "Such a good day, such a beautiful scenery, such a full moon, but there is a pot of light wine empty, ask where to find Hongyan?" The source of the Five Domains is unknown. ”

Xiang Tianwen buried his head deeply, poured a sip of wine after a while, raised his head and said: "I want to fly with Yixing, and I want to go to the blue sky and catch the bright moon." Draw the knife and cut off the water, the water is more flowing, and the glass is more sorrowful. Life is not satisfactory in the world, and the Ming Dynasty spreads flat boats. ”

"When does the moon come into the blue sky? I'll stop and ask for a glass today. People can't climb the bright moon, but the moon walks with people. It is as bright as a flying mirror, and the green smoke is extinguished. But seeing that the night came from the sea, Ning knew that Xiang Yun did not. Drunk, Xiang Tian asked the sky that he couldn't remember the classic articles of a certain poet, "Today's people don't see the ancient times and months, and this month once looked like the ancients." If the ancients and the present people are flowing water, they will see the bright moon together. I hope that when the song is against the wine, the moonlight shines on the golden bottle. ”

"Goo-" Xiang Tianwen poured another sip of wine, and his already shaky body was about to be on the ground at all times, like a puddle of mud.

The night breeze blew, making Xiang Tianwen's red cheeks recede a little crimson, and the little master Xiang was still unhappy, and continued to chant: "Sigh the world, the sword shadow is cold." The rain is faint and lingering. Martial arts dream, prosperous and prosperous. Jin Ge Iron Horse, the clouds are flying in dust. The rivers and mountains are endowed, and a song is free. When the wine enters the throat, it is difficult to get rid of sorrow. The misty moon is out of sight. The light boat is drifting, and I am the only one who wakes up. ”

"A song is sad and broken, and Lone Fang admires himself for thousands of years. Three light wines are drunk with dreams, and they will never forget each other. ”

"A song can be broken willows, and a few lines go to the geese to express their arms. A few dances and dresses are on the front edge, and the bright moon and breeze always meet. ”

Xiang Tianwen glanced like a misty night, threw the flask in his hand down the stone bridge, and let the flask pass away with the rushing river.

"You've been staring at it for so long, it's time to show up!" Xiang Tianwen said coldly to the void.

"Good eyesight." More than a dozen figures appeared, dressed in black, so they were not very clearly visible in the dark night, "I can't imagine that the little young master Xiang, who is called a waste, also has studied those poor Confucian things." I listened to the poem of the little master, but I was very sad, I wonder if our brothers have the honor to drink a glass of wine to the little master? ”

Xiang Tianwen wanted to take another sip of wine, but remembered that the wine jug had been thrown off the bridge by himself, and now it is estimated that it has floated to the moat!

"Raise a glass to invite Mingyue, and the shadow will become a trio." Xiang Tianwen smiled and said casually.

"Three? Isn't Young Master Xiang drunk, we have more than a dozen brothers here? The man in black in the lead said.

"Idiot, three is an imaginary number, what a fool." Xiang Tianwen read it in his heart, but he said: "Hehe, I'm talking about people, you can't count, it's good for beasts to have water to drink, but are you still spoiling wine?"

The man in black changed his face, and the killing intent was released, and he said: "Little Master Xiang, I originally wanted you to die comfortably, but now our brothers don't plan to leave you with a whole corpse, don't worry, your uncle will definitely take good care of it."

"But Young Master Ben is not a beautiful big girl, why have you more than a dozen men stared at me for so long? Are you good at Longyang? Young Master Ben can't stand your turns, or you brothers can solve it by yourself, just let Young Master Ben have a long insight and see how men do it" As he spoke, Xiang Tianwen actually laughed, and the meaning of ridicule was self-evident.

The dozen or so black-clothed people had green faces, the bright big knives were already out of their sheaths, and the moonlight was reflected in Xiang Tianwen's eyes, but Xiang Tianwen didn't seem to see the murder weapon, and his face was still calm. The man in black in the lead said, "Tongue is good, but it is a pity that you have offended someone you should not offend, and you will die tonight."

"Kill me?" Xiang Tianwen was still drunk, his eyes were half-open and half-closed, but his right hand pulled out the Qingying Sword on his waist with great precision, "Then kill it!" ”

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