Facing the light of the morning sun, hundreds of people cautiously looked at the three people in front of them, not daring to relax in the slightest. And the three people in everyone's sight looked at each other silently, without putting Zeng Zichen and the others in their eyes at all, motionless, like clay sculptures.

Gently swaying the empty wine jug, the drinker who had not moved suddenly said, "Little brother, do you have any wine?"

Looking at the others in a blink of an eye, Zeng Zichen thought for a moment, obviously the drinker just said to himself, and the others had nothing to investigate. A sharp glint flashed in his eyes. glanced at the drinker, the eyes with deep meaning, both of them made the other unpredictable, and a rare look of surprise appeared in the depths of the drinker's calm eyes.

Zeng Zichen then casually turned his eyes away.

Tell one of the Praetorian Guards to fetch wine. When he returned to the city, his uncle Wang didn't know what he was thinking, so he actually sent a lot of wine to himself, Zeng Zichen didn't like wine, and he didn't like it. So I don't care, but now it's coming in handy.

In a short time, the wine was brought up by the Praetorian Guards, and a whole jar was made. Zhuge Liang and the others didn't understand what they meant, what is this for, is it that they have been waiting for a long time, is this to cook wine and watch a play?

Immediately looked at the drinker, thoughtful.

"Open!" With Zeng Zichen's order, a smell of wine spread out.

But the drinker's nose sniffed to himself. "Gao Yin is drunk for three thousand hundreds, leaving the moon in the world. He drank the sound and smelled the wine, and the wine has not woken up until now. Good wine, little brother, bring me the wine!"

Zeng Zichen's eyes were not shocked, he did not move, but looked at the drinker again, but saw that there was no drunkard in his eyes to meet the heat of wine. At this moment, Zeng Zichen was a little hesitant whether to risk his life to send wine.

After Zeng Zichen took a deep breath, when did he become so timid? The corners of his mouth hooked slightly, as if he was smiling. Holding the wine jar that had been opened, he walked in the direction of the three of them step by step.

Coming in a hurry, if you walk in the garden, elegant and noble.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, you can't go!"

"That's right, don't risk your daughter's body!"

Zhuge Liang Lan Ran and the others were also a thousand steps, intending to prevent Zeng Zichen from walking towards the fire pit. "Prince!"

Zeng Zichen swept around lightly, he raised his hand elegantly, signaling them all to get out of the way, and the sleeves of his robe danced with confidence and pride.

The team instantly quieted down and slowly walked away, shrouded in golden armor, covering up their emotions, but at this time, all of them were full of evil energy. Ready to go. The reason why they have such prestige is that Zeng Zichen avenged their brother a few days ago.

There was an eerie silence.

Step by step, step by step, gracefully stride forward, if you walk in the court, and finally cross the line, leaving everyone with a back.

Although it is just a back, it brings people a sense of shock, his back is as tall as a pine, towering like a mountain, like a god descending from the sky, elegant, undisturbed, and looking at the world.

Now.

The gaze is silent.

The purple figure paints a moving picture in the early sun.

Just a back made them feel a sense of awe.

This glance has become eternal.

When he came to the drinker, Zeng Zichen stopped, and his faint gaze swept to the drinker who was only one meter in front of him, "The wine!"

The drinker grabbed the wine jar casually, tilted his neck, and took a sip with a grunt. The atmosphere of a heroic man.

"Good wine! The color is more tender than the cold syrup, and the fragrance is the same as the nectar Yongchun, I didn't expect that after many years, I can still drink this kind of wine!"

The drinker's deep and deep eyes looked at Zeng Zichen carefully for a while, and said lightly: "Very good, Xiaoyou, it's really not simple!"

Zeng Zichen was in a calm mood, and said flatly: "The predecessors are unfathomable. "Not a compliment, but a heartfelt appreciation.

The person in front of him gave him a very strange feeling, and he couldn't see through it even more than King Su Yu, and no matter how he covered it up, it didn't seem to be useful in front of him.

Looking at the waist of the drinker, his mind immediately moved, and he gradually confirmed his guess.

The drinker glanced at Zeng Zichen with complicated eyes, looked up at the sky, and said softly: "I'm a person who pays attention to cause and effect, since you gave me wine to drink, I'll help you today!"

After speaking, with a wave of his right hand, a force appeared on Zeng Zichen's chest. Zeng Zichen's heart was shocked, he raised his head, and just as he was about to dodge, Zeng Zichen's figure appeared unharmed beside the Moon Worship Sect Master, who had an extremely solemn expression.

"Prince, it's okay!"

Everyone's concerned eyes turned to Zeng Zichen. Zeng Zichen shook his head, looking at the somewhat empty figure, Zeng Zichen's pupils constricted. "Who is this person?"

But seeing the drinker, he smiled casually, "Dao Wuming, I didn't want to meddle in this matter, but I also saw it, since this little friend personally sent wine to me, I have to take care of this matter!"

The middle-aged man with a majestic expression, his face was calm, he looked at the sky slightly, and said with some sighs: "Step into snow, Nie Yufeng, we are still the same! I won't do it this time! I didn't expect that I haven't been out of the mountain for more than ten years, and as soon as I got out of the mountain, I met two old acquaintances." ”

The farmer looked at Dao Wuming quietly, his thin face expressionless, just silent.

Dao Wuming's eyes turned slightly, and he said to the farmer, "Nie Yufeng, Bu Chengxue made a move for a cause and effect, why? I heard that I no longer serve Daqian, is it a fallacy!?"