Chapter 18: The Bowl of Wine Breaks Apart

"Buzz!"

The half-venerable golden bell that was forcibly condensed, and the strong crossbow that was torn apart by the long wind directly shattered, dotted with golden flowers, and scattered wantonly in the cold light.

Taking advantage of the gap between the crossbow arrows in the air, the figure of the young man with the strength in his body flashed strongly, narrowly avoiding the crossbow arrows that attacked from the forest.

"Whew!"

The sweat on his face gathered into a stream and slid down his cheeks, and wisps of bright blood-red liquid, which had long soaked the boy's bandages, swayed out with the shaking of his arms.

The breath is disordered, the chest rises and falls, the true qi in the young man's body is flowing slower and slower, but it is becoming more and more irritable, or it won't be long before the unhealed meridians are hit by the impact of the strength qi and crack again, and it will be difficult for the young man to mobilize the true qi in the dantian again.

Moreover, in the face of players who are fearless of life and death, they still go forward and do not want to pounce on them, whether it is mental or physical, the teenager is tired from being tossed.

"What a pervert!" On a hill not far away, a slender figure shrouded in black, with dark waves in his eyes, looked at the young man on the avenue who still did not give up and was still fighting the trapped beasts, this woman's voice was soft, but full of murderous intent.

"No matter how powerful this person is, he still falls into the hands of the Lord!" Standing behind the woman in black, an old man with white hair replied respectfully.

"It's different!" For the compliment of the old man, the woman in black shook her head, although she was proud of today's ambush, but she was not to the point of forgetfulness, and said: "It is not me who can force him to this point, and the biggest role is not me, but the players of the Central Plains, whether it is the power of intelligence gathering or participation, they are the absolute main force!" ”

"But without the Lord, the people of the Central Plains are just a piece of scattered sand, with them, how can they have such great courage and dare to make up their minds to besiege and kill the young man!" The old man still said.

"It is because the people of the Central Plains are now scattered that we can take advantage of the void to enter!" With a chuckle, a little flattery drifted on the mountain, and the woman in black smiled coquettishly: "Otherwise, how can you think that we are only more than 10,000 people, how can we gain a foothold in the Central Plains, and how can we talk about the dream of recovering the country!" ”

"With the Lord here, I believe that in the near future, I will revive the country of the rising sun!" When it comes to the old dream of recovering the country, the old man's eyes are full of fanaticism.

"Perhaps!" The red lips hidden under the veil hooked a trace of disdain, looking at the young man who was gradually unable to support the mountain, a wisp of inexplicable curiosity flashed in the watery eyes of the woman in black.

This desperate situation, I don't know if you can give me an unexpected surprise!

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"Bang!"

A shot was smashed, and the entire head of the player on the opposite side was like a watermelon, and it exploded directly in the cold with a bang, and the gun was stationed, and the boy stood in the stumps all over the ground, his waist was still straight, just like the spear in his hand.

The afterglow swept across the front and back roads, the hideous rows of rejecting horses and the iron shields closely arranged together, the bitterness at the corners of the young man's mouth was even stronger, but in the blood-colored eyes that could be dyed by the blood under his feet, the coldness was like a forest of spears interspersed between the iron shields, and the cold glow shone.

In the forest on both sides, a team of energetic cannon fodder carefully surrounded them again, although they were ready to die, but seeing the slaughter of thousands of people, still like a god of war, the young man who could not stand upright, everyone still felt infinite coolness in their hearts.

Killing such a tenacious teenager, in the game, can you really cut the grass and eradicate the roots, if you can't completely destroy him, then your own sect, how to bear his anger.

"Cut, a bunch of gutless bandits!" Feeling the emotional fluctuations on everyone's body, even in the face of such a crisis, the young man still did not hide his disdain, and muttered in a low voice.

Twisting his sore waist, the young man's almost numb arms flicked, and the spear was sharpened, startling the surrounding players, and subconsciously retreated half a step.

Seeing the mockery on the young man's face, the players with shame and anger on their faces shouted, shook the blade in his hand, and went forward one after another, sending it to the young man's gun.

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In the courtyard of Juxianzhuang, a long table was pulled in front of Qiao Feng, and more than a dozen large bowls were neatly placed on the table, and the large bowls were filled with clear wine, and the strong aroma of wine floated out, rippling in the wind in the entire Juxianzhuang.

Provoked by Quan Guanqing and some people who wanted to put Qiao Feng to death, Qiao Feng and the people in the courtyard still stepped into a rupture situation after a battle of words.

"Heroes witness, after drinking this cup of broken wine, Qiao's past friendship with all the heroes will be written off, today's battle, I am not ungrateful if I kill you, and it is not unrighteous for you to kill me!" Raising a bowl of wine with one hand, Qiao Feng looked around, with a hint of helplessness in his heroism, and said loudly: "Which hero is willing to drink this bowl of wine with Qiao!" ”

Facing the calm and heroic Qiao Feng, many people in the crowd were timid, and this time they came to Juxianzhuang to gather, mainly to see the face of Xue Muhua, the "enemy of Hades", and they were familiar, but if they really broke with Qiao Feng, many people did not make up their minds.

Seeing that none of the Jianghu guests in the courtyard dared to step forward, Elder Xu scolded a coward in his heart, turned his head in frustration, and looked at the beautiful young woman who had been hiding in the crowd without saying a word and wearing plain clothes.

After receiving Elder Xu's hint, Kang Min's eyes swelled with resentment, and after Elder Xu, an old pervert, couldn't bear to look at it for a while, he slowly walked in front of Qiao Feng with a desolate face and tears in the corners of his eyes.

"The first husband died in your hands, and the little woman and you were born..." Picking up the wine bowl, Kang Min didn't finish his words, but he saw Qiao Feng's eyebrows raised, his hand raised, stopped Kang busy, and laughed mockingly: "Mrs. Ma, the death of Deputy Gang Leader Ma has not yet been determined, whether Qiao Feng is the murderer of Deputy Gang Leader Ma, the heroes of the world know in their hearts, don't open your mouth and close your mouth to lazy the death of Deputy Gang Leader Ma to Qiao, if Qiao really has the intention to kill Deputy Gang Leader Ma, do you think that with Qiao's strength, a weak woman like you can live until now!" ”

"Uncle Qiao is right!" There was a little timidity in his eyes, which made many heroes in the field feel pity, and seemed to be shocked by Qiao Feng's killing intent, Kang Min lowered his eyebrows and sobbed, and said shyly and timidly: "But since it is an old friend, the little woman will accompany you to drink a bowl, whether the little woman is alive or dead today, it will never be on Uncle Qiao!" ”

After that, Kang Min raised the wine bowl, took a sip lightly, turned his wrist and poured all the wine on the ground, his cheeks were slightly red, and said: "You can't drink it all if it's shallow, the big hatred is not to be said, life and death are not to be counted!" ”

Looking at Kang Min, who had retreated into the crowd, and then at the people around him who had become hostile to him, Qiao Feng shook his head and smiled, and drank a bowl of spirits into his throat with his head raised.

The second brother said that this woman was quite scheming, and she still didn't believe it, but now it seems that what the second brother said is true!

Under the leadership of Elder Xu, the beggar disciples drank a bowl of wine with Qiao Feng one after another, and were infected by Qiao Feng's arrogance, Xue Muhua, who had been on the sidelines, walked in front of Qiao Feng, raised the wine bowl, and smiled at Qiao Feng: "Brother Qiao is arrogant, Xue naturally can't be left behind, no matter whether Brother Qiao lives or dies today, the girl you brought, Xue Mou will definitely do his best to save him!" ”