In the Fengyun Restaurant, Gu Li warmly entertained Ling Zimo. He chatted with Ling Zimo very closely, and even had a feeling of hating to see each other late.

"Little brother Zimo, this is a little gift I gave you, please be sure to accept it. ”

Gu Xuan sat on the main seat and beckoned, and a servant walked up with a brocade box. There was a blue dagger in the brocade box, emitting a cold cold light.

"This dagger is called the Ice Dagger, and it is a high-grade mortal weapon. ”

Gu Ying added.

"Little brother Zimo, take it!"

Gu Li said with a smile.

That Zimo was respectful and obedient, and accepted the ice dagger. ”

Ling Zimo could also see that this ice dagger was a good thing, so he accepted it.

Ling Zimo and Gu Xuan's family talked happily, and they were all drunk. By the time the banquet ended, it was already midnight.

Ling Zimo was alone, staggering down the street. Probably because of the alcohol, his vision was blurry.

Ling Zimo was walking and suddenly bumped into something. The stomach turned upside down, and it turned out to be vomited.

"You bastard, you dare to stain my son's clothes. ”

A handsome young man in a fancy costume scolded angrily.

"I'm sorry, brother, I'm sorry, I've drunk too much today, be considerate. ”

Ling Zimo patted the brocade-clothed young man on the shoulder and said inarticulately.

"What kind of thing are you, and you also admire this son as a brother. ”

"Someone, hit me, beat me to death. ”

The brocade-clad boy ordered.

"Boy, since you have offended our young master, then don't think about leaving alive. ”

"Are you ready to be beaten to death?"

"If you want to blame, blame you for offending people who shouldn't be offended. ”

The servants of the brocade-clothed boy said viciously.

The young man in brocade is named Lei Chen, and he is a young master of the Thunder Gate. Relying on the power of the Thunder Gate, he is rampant and domineering on weekdays.

Lei Chen has just returned from a good time, and he is in a good mood. Na Cheng didn't take a few steps before he bumped into Ling Zimo and was vomited.

At this time, Lei Chen was very angry, and he wanted to make Ling Zimo pay the price of blood.

"Don't do anything with me, or you'll end up miserable. ”

Ling Zimo said with a swaying from side to side.

"It's funny that this kid said we're going to end badly. ”

"He's just a drunkard who doesn't know how he died, and he talks nonsense. ”

"Brothers, his brain is more chaotic now, let's be a good person for a while, and use our fists to help him sober up. ”

Seeing Ling Zimo's appearance, Lei Chen showed a disgusted expression. I wondered if I didn't look at the yellow calendar when I went out! How did I meet such a mentally retarded drunkard?

Lei Chen's servants clicked their fists one by one, and walked towards Ling Zimo with bad intentions.

"You guys are looking for death. ”

Ling Zimo said drunkly.

"This kid's head is in the water, or is it in the wine. ”

"Who knows?"

"The brothers will focus on it for a while, and the young master will watch from behind! If this kid is really killed in a while, maybe the young master will give us a few rewards. ”

A leading domestic servant said with some excitement.

Ling Zimo took out another pot of wine, raised his head and drank it.

"I'm dying, and I'm still thinking about drinking, it's really hopeless. ”

"Brothers, let's be good people to the end and help this drunkard get rid of it!"

"Haha! I can't imagine that Lao Tzu can be a good person in this life. ”

Ling Zimo suddenly laughed wildly and threw away the wine jug in his hand at once. Two long knives suddenly unsheathed and stabbed at the evil servants on the opposite side.

The sword flashed suddenly, like lightning piercing the night sky. In a few breaths, these servants were knocked down.

"You waste, you can't even clean up a drunkard, what do I want you to do?"

Lei Chen roared angrily, and the thunder on his body surged, giving people a fierce feeling.

"A martial artist at the peak of the Yuanquan Realm. ”

Ling Zimo smiled disdainfully, he had seen a lot of martial artists at the peak of the Yuanquan Realm. A martial artist of this level can't hurt him at all.

"Thunderclaw. ”

Lei Chen gathered the thunder qi on his body in his hand and grabbed it fiercely at Ling Zimo.

Ling Zimo's body shook casually, and he dodged Lei Chen's attack.

"Eat me another Thunderclaw. ”

Thunder Dust was in a hurry, and the Yuan Force increased its speed and attacked again.

But Lei Chen didn't succeed, Ling Zimo just moved casually, and dodged his attack again.

"Don't hide, kid has the ability!"

Lei Chen mobilized his own Yuan Force to the extreme, and there was a faint thunder qi surging within a zhang.

With the gathering of Yuan Li, Lei Chen's palm was filled with a trace of substantiated thunder and lightning.

"You just do this trick back and forth, don't you bother! You won't tell me, you will only do this trick! If that's the case, you're really a complete waste!"

Ling Zimo took out another pot of wine and drank it, and that relaxed look obviously didn't take Lei Chen seriously.

"Shut up! I hate it when people call me trash. And you are a garbage in the middle of the Yuanquan Realm, why do you say that my dignified Yuanquan Realm peak martial artist is a waste?"

Lei Chen said angrily.

"Say you're a waste, you're a waste. Okay, I've already made you three tricks just now. ”

If you are not hacked to death by me in three moves, then I will admit that you are not a waste. ”

Ling Zimo said with a smile.

"I've grown so big, and I've never seen a warrior as crazy as you. I want to kill you right now, because you're so annoying. ”

Anger was beating in Lei Chen's eyes, and at this time, he had only one thought in his heart, to kill Ling Zimo.

"It's a temperament, and you don't deserve it. ”

When the words fell, Ling Zimo moved his hands in unison and waved two long knives at the same time. Unceremoniously slashed at Lei Chen, Lei Chen is not an idle person. A few moves, flashing out of Ling Zimo's attack range.

"I didn't see it, you kid still has two boys. ”

Ling Zimo came to Lei Chen with an arrow step, and his double knives were twisted towards Lei Chen again.

This time Lei Chen was not so lucky, his arm was cut by Ling Zimo's Flame Knife.

"One last resort, you have to hold on!"

I don't know why, after Lei Chen heard Ling Zimo's words, he had a bad premonition in his heart. But after thinking about it, Ling Zimo was just a martial artist in the middle of the Yuanquan Realm. No matter how powerful you are, you can't hurt yourself.

"I thought I had met some master, but it turned out to be a drunkard who could only talk big. Your strength, that's it. ”

Lei Chen said with a sneer.