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Yan Zhaoge looked at the man's movements, a little speechless: "What kind of fancy new way do you play?"

The man kept moving, and said with a smile: "You came just in time, I went to look for you just now, you are in retreat, and I regret that you missed my wine and tea." ”

Yan Zhaoge raised his forehead: "Take wine to make tea, there is no one, I know you are good at wine, but can you not be so unconventional?"

The man didn't care: "You don't understand this, people live in the world, you always have to find some fun for yourself." ”

Yan Zhaoge covered his face: "So you use wine as soy milk to dip fritters and eat, and use wine to make soup and rice, and now there is a new way to play, use wine to make tea?"

"Can't you drink as steadily as any other drunkard?"

Xie Youcian and Ah Hu couldn't help but laugh when they listened to it.

The big man didn't care at all, but smiled: "I'm past that stage." ”

Yan Zhaoge couldn't bear it: "Then you can try it, don't use your mouth, drink with your nose." ”

Dahan laughed: "For me, a martial artist who cultivates, it's actually not difficult, and it can't kill me." ”

"Senior Brother Xu, you are very steady in other things, why are you like a child in this matter?" Xie Youcian shook his head and smiled.

This big man is the core descendant of Guangcheng Mountain, the disciple of Shi Tie, the Iron Lion King, "Tianpeng" Xu Fei, a martial artist in the realm of Tongtian.

Generally speaking, he is also considered by the outside world to be the strongest grandmaster martial artist under the Guangcheng Mountain.

Xu Fei smiled: "Let you taste my craft." ”

Yan Zhaoge was a little helpless: "I really have nothing to say to you." ”

"Senior Brother Yan, your amount of alcohol is not good, and the Tiger Court is about the same. Xu Fei also despised Yan Zhaoge, but looked at Ah Hu on the side enthusiastically.

Ah Hu, who has always been nervous and smuggy, looked pale at this time: "Brother Fei, I won't drink with you." You don't allow anyone to force you to drink with a lot of anger, for if you drink with you, you will be drunk to death. ”

Xu Fei didn't force it, but he was quite regretful: "Huting, you actually have a good foundation, practice it, and you can practice it." ”

Everyone talked and laughed, and time flew by.

The sun is slanting to the west. Yan Zhaoge, Xu Fei, Ah Hu and Xie Youcian said goodbye.

At the time of parting, Xie Youcian said softly: "This time the Tongtian Alliance is different from usual, you all know it in your hearts, right?"

Yan Zhaoge looked at Xu Fei, the smile on Xu Fei's face did not change, but his eyes were heavy and heavy: "When I met the second uncle, I already knew the situation. ”

The three of them looked at each other, smiled and nodded, and said nothing more.

In the next few days, Yan Zhaoge or practiced with peace of mind. Or exchange martial arts experience with people who are familiar with Xu Fei, Ye Chongzhou, Xie Youchan, etc., or feed the giant panda.

On the island, everything is as usual, and the calm is still there.

And with the passage of time, the day of the Tongtian Alliance has officially arrived.

The Tongtian Alliance is not a martial arts competition, the original intention is to let the young generation of geniuses come into contact.

The competition is contact, and the exchange of experience is also contact.

It's just because of the current environment of the Eight Great Worlds. The situation is relatively tense, so this time the smell of gunpowder in the Tongtian Alliance is a little stronger.

Especially this time the Babel Alliance. Because of some special factors, it has a little more different colors.

It was the site of the Babel Alliance, in the sky above Kiyosha Island.

With Qingsha Island as the center, and several surrounding small islands located in the center of Qingsha Lake, a special formation is vaguely formed, which is the core of Qingsha Lake's guardian formation.

After excitation. The Dao Dao light flow rises into the sky and merges with the clouds and mist in the sky, forming a suspended land that seems to be virtual and real.

The streams of light, like bridges, are used for everyone to ascend to the floating island in the sky. The island has its own formation prohibition, forming an illusory palace-like existence.

Yan Zhaoge and the others went to the suspension island, and saw that in addition to the descendants of the Turbidity Wave Pavilion who were the hosts, there were also people who arrived first, but they were from Bihai City.

Ye Chongzhou, Li Jingwan, and the other two Bihai City disciples were all clustered around a green-robed young man at this moment.

The young man has a gentle temperament, like Fang Zhun, quite a bit of literati.

It's just that he stood there, the spiritual light above his head condensed and real, straight through the sky, and there seemed to be an endless sea tide roaring in the aura, showing that he was a Heavenly Realm martial artist like Xu Fei.

Chinese New Year's Eve is thirty years old, his eyes are as deep as the sea, and when he saw Yan Zhaoge and the others, he nodded slightly.

Yan Zhaoge and Xu Fei also nodded together in return.

They all know each other, the core descendant of Bihai City, the leader of the younger generation, the prince of the seven seas, and Song Chao.

At that time, he was the eldest of the four princes, and he was also the person with the highest cultivation realm at present.

The son of Yan Di, the first elder of Guangcheng Mountain, and Yan Zhao Ge, the son of Guangcheng.

The son of Huang Xu, the sect leader of the Great Sun Holy Sect, and Huang Jie, the son of Puzhao.

The son of Lin Tianfeng, the first elder of the Heavenly Thunder Palace, Lin Zhou, the son of Thunder.

The son of Song Wuliang, the city lord of Bihai City, and Song Chao, the son of the Seven Seas.

The four of them are all the leaders of the young generation in the Eight Great Worlds, and all of them are from extraordinary backgrounds, and after the last Tongtian Alliance, they were called the four sons of the world.

However, most of them did not have any friendship between the four of them, and Yan Zhaoge was relatively familiar with Song Chao.

But Song Chao is much older, and the two have rarely crossed paths before.

Song Chao looked at Yan Zhaoge and nodded: "Senior Brother Yan, I haven't seen you for three years." ”

"Senior Brother Song's cultivation has become more refined. Yan Zhaoge said with a smile, and Song Chao replied: "Be conscientious and grope forward." ”

Sikong Qing also stepped forward to greet Song Chao again.

The Babel Alliance was loosely formed, and there was no sign of an official beginning.

People who are interested in learning and communicating with each other can communicate with each other.

Yan Zhaoge, Xu Fei, Song Chao, Xie Youchan, Ruan Ping, Ye Chongzhou, these innate grandmasters, did not end up in the competition, but just got together to chat.

However, for them, even small talk was very beneficial to listen to the ears of other younger disciples.

It's just that among them, Yan Zhaoge is a little conspicuous, among all the innate grandmasters, he is the youngest, and he is not a little younger.

Everyone else is in their thirties or nearly thirty, but Yan Zhaoge is in his early twenties.

According to the age group, Yan Zhaoge should actually be the same age as Li Jingwan.

However, this seems to be something eye-catching, but none of the people present feel weird, as if they are all used to it.

Chatting and chatting, Yan Zhaoge and the others moved in their hearts and looked in the other direction.

In that direction, several young warriors dressed in white robes with gold rim landed on the levitating island, which was exactly the dress of the core lineage of the Great Sun Holy Sect.

Whether it was Yan Zhaoge, Xu Fei, or Song Chao, or Ye Chongzhou, when they saw someone coming, they all narrowed their eyes slightly.

The first person was similar in age to Xu Fei and Song Chao, with a handsome face, a lofty instrument, and a radiant eye, which made people feel heartbroken.

Beside him was a young man who looked slightly older than Yan Zhaoge, with an ordinary face and a quiet voice.

Yan Zhaoge raised his eyebrows slightly: "Tang Yonghao, Huang Jie." (To be continued.) )