The purpose and plan of Guangkun's visit is to return on the same day.

As a result, when I got to the wine table, I doubted my life.

Ji Qiu didn't stick to the wine, but let the plum wine toast one by one.

Guangkun pondered it roughly, and there were nearly 10,000 combat members in Meizijiu.

One person has a drink, and he can kill himself without getting drunk.

So, just get yourself drunk first.

On the first day, it was like this.

When he got up early the next morning, Guang Kun was in a hurry to return to Guangshi City.

Suddenly, I heard a lot of noise outside.

After looking at the time, the whole person was instantly bad.

He is a B-level retired mortal body, his strength is not weak, and his control ability is far beyond that of ordinary people.

Because of drunkenness, I slept until more than 10 o'clock in the morning.

"Hey, is plum wine so evil?"

Of course he didn't know that Ji Qiu was a miracle doctor.

If you know how to use medicine, you will also know how to use poison.

It's not easy to get Guangkun to sleep a few more hours.

Suddenly, he heard that it was very noisy outside, and Guangkun was even more puzzled.

When I went out and looked, I stood on the spot.

I saw that the plum wines formed a huge circle and sat directly in the snow one by one.

Inside the circle, those people are racing.

Guangkun doubts life.

Is plum wine so trained? It doesn't look like it.

The next moment, some familiar pictures appeared in Guangkun's mind.

The more I look at it, the more it looks like the behavior of plum wine, which is exactly the same as that of elementary school students.

"Hello, our king invites you to join us." One of the fighters ran over and said.

The attitude is not bad, I don't despise Guangkun from above, and I don't look up to Guangkun with inferiority.

It's calm, like looking at a stranger.

Of course, they are indeed strangers.

It's just that Guangkun's identity as the city lord is well known in the plum wine, and he is not a stranger.

With doubts in his heart, Guangkun ran to Ji Qiu's side.

"What are you, my lord?"

"Come on, come on, come on, good." Ji Qiu cheered.

Hand and foot dance, like a big child.

After the 100-meter sprint of plum wine in the circle to the finish line, he turned his head and replied.

"Yesterday, I told the Guang clan about the supplies and plum wine."

"They have never seen the world, and they all feel that they are sitting on a mountain of gold and silver."

"Whatever you say, you have to have a sports meeting to celebrate, no, you've seen it all."

Guangkun once thought that he had come to a fake combat unit.

When marching and fighting, you can also hold a sports meeting, just like playing at home.

Attacking the city all the way to the wall, it won't all be fictional.

After thinking about the strength of plum wine that he sensed on the road yesterday, Guangkun dispelled the ridiculous thoughts in his heart.

Don't look at this team, the cat becomes a lion in an instant after it really becomes powerful.

Can't be provoked, can't be provoked.

"Great King, can we still go back to Guang City today?"

Ji Qiu glared: "What do you say, such a cheerful thing, how could I leave." ”

Guangkun scolded in his heart: "Nima, they are all adults, aren't beauties fragrant?" ”

"What the hell is the sports meeting, and it's still cheerful?"

"You can be cheerful in the ice and snow, you are invincible, okay."

It's still the same sentence, people are swords, and I am fish and meat.

Guangkun can't afford to provoke it, so he can only endure it.

So. Ji Qiu didn't go to Guang's City, and he didn't let Guangkun go back early.

The reason is very simple, to go back together, it is not righteous enough to act alone.

Guangkun really wanted to say that there was no relationship with the bandits, and there was no need to be angry, but he didn't dare to say it.

A group of plum wine is like chicken blood, one by one.

In the evening, light the lamp and boil up the oil night to fight the sports meeting.

Therefore, Guangkun's hope of returning to Guangshi City was dashed, and he slept for the second night at the plum wine camp.

With the lesson of the first day, Guangkun did not touch the wine.

I was in good spirits the whole time, went to bed early, and hoped to wake up early.

He did, and got up at three o'clock the next morning.

The noise outside continued, and the sports meeting was not over yet.

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait until twelve o'clock at noon.

After all, it's later than yesterday.

It's too late, just go back to Guangshi City.

As soon as the sports meeting was disbanded, Guangkun couldn't wait to find Ji Qiu.

When he arrived outside the tent of Ji Qiu's camp, he was stopped by the guards at the door.

The guards also stayed up all night, sleepy.

His eyelids were about to close, and he asked impatiently, "Stop, idler, ah! ”

The guard smacked hard and continued, "Idlers are not allowed to enter." ”

If it was in Guangshi City, Guang Kun would definitely slap the person in front of him to death.

But this is not his own territory, and he said patiently: "I want to see your king." ”

The guard refused: "The king is asleep, and he doesn't see anyone." ”

Guangkun's face immediately darkened, and he had just seen Ji Qiu enter.

In less than a minute, you can't sleep in seconds.

It seemed that in order to verify Guangkun's thoughts, a thunderous version of snoring came from the camp.

"When your king wakes up, tell him that I will go back to Guangshi City first."

"Tomorrow I will bring someone to meet the king."

The guard said righteously: "The king ordered before going to bed that the plum wine is tired today, and the news must not be leaked, lest the hostile forces take advantage of the situation." ”

"So no one is allowed to go out of the entire camp today."

The guard shook the firearm in his hand and said solemnly: "The king said, whoever dares to go out will be killed." ”、

Guangkun was speechless.

Even if you die by yourself, why do you still drag others to bury you?

"I'm going to explain it to your king myself."

The guard was just about to say something, when an afterimage suddenly floated in front of him.

The Guangkun people disappeared and appeared behind the guards.

"No matter what I say, I am also the city lord, I want to see your king, and I will only retreat if the king himself refuses."

With that, Guangkun lifted the curtain and walked in.

After a moment, Guangkun walked out backwards.

A pitch-black short sword pressed against Guangkun's eyebrows, pressing forward step by step.

"Big, big, king, I don't mean anything." Guangkun trembled and stammered.

There was only snoring inside, and no one responded to him.

The guard reminded: "The king hovers his flying sword at the door every time he sleeps, and he has killed more than a dozen trespassers before. ”

"Strong is different, you are the only one who comes out alive."

Guangkun was not happy at all.

I finally saw the horror of an A-level powerhouse.

Even if it's sleeping, it's not something he can provoke at will.

And paid the price for his recklessness.

The flying sword has always been inseparable from Guangkun.

One is a whole day.

Guangkun was eating, and the flying sword stopped at the center of his eyebrows.

Guangkun peed, and the flying sword stopped at the center of his eyebrows.

Guangkun slept, and the flying sword stopped at the center of his eyebrows.

Guangkun slept on his stomach, the flying sword pierced the futon, poked out from underneath, and still stopped at the center of his eyebrows.

Ji Qiu didn't show up for a day, and it is unknown whether he slept or not.

But think about it, being in your own barracks, you must have lived a comfortable life.

Guangkun was worried for a day, for fear that the flying sword would accidentally accelerate.

In this way, Guangkun stared at the flying sword and waited until dawn, and finally saw Ji Qiu.

"Lord Guangcheng, why are you cross-eyed?" Ji Qiu asked curiously.

Guangkun has the heart to die.

It's too bullying not to take you to cry and fake mercy.

Ji Qiu said: "Let's go, I'll go to Guangshi City alone." ”