"The Guru knows that trading requires chips."

"I don't know if the three hundred and seventy-five heads of Yun Songguan can calm Young Master Wang's anger." Zixia Feng said lightly, without the slightest wave in her tone, as if the three hundred lives had nothing to do with her.

"If you do this, aren't you afraid of chilling the hearts of your disciples?"

"Even if you have done something wrong, you should bear the karma."

Wang Yan took a sip of wine and had a deeper understanding of the Southern Sect, they were not as united as he imagined.

"I wonder what the Guru wants to do?"

"Poor Dao wants to ask Young Master Wang to cooperate in a play."

"Acting, what play?" Wang Yan said with some interest.

"Play a show that's good for you and me."

"You think I'll promise you?"

"Young Master Wang, you are a smart person, you can't let others see the jokes, right?" Zixia said calmly.

"You've found out about the mystery."

"Although there is no conclusive evidence, all indications indicate that this matter is inseparable from them." Zixia said, glancing at Wang Yan meaningfully.

"Tell me who they are?" Wang Yan asked with a smile.

"The Nangong family." Zixia said word by word.

Nangong family! It turned out to be related to the Nangong family!

Bai Gong Sha's words are still in my ears, most of the things that were dug up the Yellow River were done by the Nangong family, in order to kill Bai Gong Sha, the Nangong family did not hesitate to let millions of people bury them, which was simply a loss of conscience! If this matter is said to be instructed by them, it is not impossible, after all, it was Bai Gongsha who saved him.

"Thank you for telling me your guess, I'll verify it here, come, Master Zixia, I'll give you a drink." Wang Yan changed his words, picked up the wine glass and gestured to her, and then drank it in one gulp. "Do it first for respect!"

Wang Yan was obviously changing the topic, and Zhou Dian also picked up his wine glass to toast Zixia.

Zixia looked at Wang Yan, a touch of gloom flashed, and she regained her composure in the blink of an eye, slowly picked up the wine glass, and slowly drank the wine in the glass.

Zixia seemed to have forgotten the previous conversation, without saying a word, she drank cup after cup with Wang Yan, and the half-pillar incense kung fu and a pot of wine had already bottomed out.

Zhou Dian kept looking at Wang Yan and Zixia, and when he saw the two of them drinking the third pot of wine, he quietly withdrew from the hall, and Aji also felt that the atmosphere was wrong, and when he saw Zhou Dian slipping, he followed closely behind.

In the blink of an eye, it was already the third watch, and there were ten silver wine jugs piled up on Wang Yan's table, and the number of silver wine jugs on Zixia's table was also ten.

Wang Yan's face was ruddy, his eyes were burning, he looked at Zixia, and his smile was weird, today's wine, although the degree is not high, but a pot of three taels, ten pots and three catties, even if she missed some, she also drank more than two catties of wine, but she was not drunk!

Zixia's exposed skin was covered with a faint redness, and her eyes were sometimes clear and sometimes misty.

"It seems that the master is no longer strong enough to drink, and in the courtyard where he is ready to rest, you two can help the master to go." Wang Yanxie smiled and said to Zixia's two maids.

The two maids didn't move, as if they hadn't heard Wang Yan's words, Wang Yan looked at the two with interest and waited quietly.

The kung fu of the tea cup, full of alcohol, and the drunken Zixia slowly stood up, because of the drunkenness, her every move seemed a little light, revealing a graceful charm, which was very eye-catching.

Wang Yan was vigilant, slowly squinted his eyes, and watched Zixia walk towards him step by step, his steps were vain, as if he would fall down next.

As the purple robe faded, the clothes on Zixia's body gradually decreased, and the two maids followed behind her to pick up the robe, underwear, dirty clothes, and dirty pants that she had taken off, and when she walked in front of Wang Yan, she was already naked.

Wang Yan's hand holding the wine glass trembled slightly, the bloodshot in his eyes was increasing and spreading at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the sound of breathing gradually became heavier.

"What do you mean, Master?"

Zixia looked at Wang Yan coldly, her hands on her sides, and her fingers that were constantly bent slightly revealed that her heart was not calm.

"I don't know if this chip is to your liking?" Zixia's words were filled with anger and a hint of mockery.

This look, like those women in later generations who are willing to pay for the exchange of their bodies for the sake of profit, but they are angry and hateful and a little pitiful, although at the moment, Wang Yan is indeed pinching the throat of the Daomen, but he doesn't want to do anything desperately, when he learned that Zixia is coming, he has already decided to sell the personal favor of the Daomen to settle the matter, Zixia, as the head of a faction, doesn't even have this vision, seeing that he changed the topic, he thought that he was going to push them into a desperate situation, and he did not hesitate to sell his body?

"Master, do this kind of reluctance too?" Wang Yan forcibly suppressed his anger, his face was slightly hideous, Zixia's actions were simply insulting!

"You drank with me, didn't it just do this, skin, I did what you wanted." After Zixia finished speaking, she slowly closed her eyes.

The maid had retreated to the door of the hall, her back to this side.

Wang Yan trembled angrily, listening to what she meant, he poured her wine to infect her? Wang Yan picked up the wine glass suddenly, drank the wine in the cup in one gulp, spit out a long breath of wine, pressed back the desire that surged up, picked up the cloak, and wrapped Zixia's crumbling body.

Zixia's body was trembling, and she didn't show that she didn't care as much as she said, she was just pretending to be strong.

Wang Yan picked her up and walked towards the door, although he could stay awake, his body had been eroded by the strength of the wine, and his feet were like stepping on cotton.

"Hypocrisy!"

The cold, sarcastic voice came into his ears, and Wang Yan instantly frowned and glanced down at the person in his arms.

Zixia opened her misty eyes and stared at Wang Yan mockingly, with an expression of indescribable disdain.

Wang Yan felt that the suppressed anger rushed up, at this time she didn't appreciate herself, even if she dared to despise herself! What a reason! Is it normal to get involved with her?

"You're thinking too highly of yourself." Wang Yan gritted his teeth and said according to the anger that surged up again.

Zixia struggled to get out of Wang Yan's arms, ripped off Wang Yan's cloak, was naked, walked towards the door.

Wang Yan froze in place, he was not confused by Zixia's beautiful carcass, but was stimulated by the cold gaze when she turned around, that gaze, as if the superior was looking at a lowly subordinate.

Zixia staggered and just took two steps, she was grabbed by her arm and pulled back, and the person crashed into Wang Yan's arms, she raised her head with a cold face to meet Wang Yan's gloomy and terrifying gaze, only to feel a chill spread all over her body in an instant, and the coldness on her face suddenly became a little stiff

Wang Yan understood that his kindness had mostly turned into hypocrisy and cowardice in Zixia's eyes.

Wang Yan wanted to let her go like this, but Zixia's performance was like pricking his heart with a needle, and that cold and contemptuous gaze became the last trace of strength that pierced the protective shell of his heart, and the undercurrent in his heart suddenly poured out and anger converged to break through Wang Yan's suppression.

Wang Yan came to an empty table with Zixia in his arms, kicked the horizontal table upright, and threw the person in his arms on the table roughly, making a muffled sound, Zixia was in pain, and subconsciously propped herself up, but was pressed on the table by a big hand.

Wang Yan pulled off his trouser belt, and when he saw Zixia's face showing fear, he couldn't say how happy he was.

Kindness should also divide people, and a woman like her is not worth it.

Zixia looked at Wang Yan, whose temperament had changed greatly, and under the fright, she couldn't help but kick her legs towards Wang Yan's chest like lightning.

It's time, I'm afraid, it's too late! Although this leg method is menacing, it lacks strength, obviously the strength of the wine has washed away her strength, Wang Yan blocked it at will, and a palm fell, imprinted on her lower abdomen, and the bounced legs hung down like a kite with a broken string, and there was no movement.

Zixia endured the pain without making a sound, closed her eyes, and was not suppressing her drunkenness, she just wanted to be overwhelmed by drunkenness as soon as possible now, so that she couldn't feel anything.

"If you're drunk, it's boring!"

Suddenly, a strange feeling rushed up from the lower body, Zixia opened her eyes in a daze, and her blurred eyes instantly regained their clarity.