Chapter Seventy-Three: Drunkenness (1/2)
Wei Heshuo could hear this from afar, and he appreciated the young man more and more in his heart, and shouted loudly:
"Good!"
Many warriors over there were terrified by Wang Anfeng's sword aura, and they heard this loud shout in the air, and their bodies trembled, and then they watched a twenty-five or sixteen-year-old warrior fall down, with ordinary eyebrows, rare to have a righteous spirit, holding a knife in his right hand, majestic.
Although he didn't show his martial arts skills, his natural eyes for running the rivers and lakes had to be bright. Those who dare to take the initiative to talk at this time, if they are not people with unique skills and heroic behavior, they are martial artists in the government.
Seeing that this person has a majestic aura between his eyebrows, although the long knife in his hand is only placed in an ordinary scabbard, and the lines on the knife can not be seen, but it is more than a finger wider than the simple knife used by ordinary Jianghu guests. His martial arts path is obviously based on fierceness, and he understands seven or eight points in his heart.
Presumably, everyone pulled out their swords together, causing the city to patrol and arrest, and they were full of remorse in their hearts.
These Jianghu guests took advantage of the strength of the wine and scolded Sun Xingwei, but at this time, a patrol came, and the blades in their hands were cut off by the sword qi, and they were restrained like girls in the boudoir, and they didn't dare to make the slightest move, just looked at Nawei and Shuo striding over, and laughed loudly:
"It's a good sentence that you shouldn't use your ears to know people!"
"In Xia Wei Heshuo, dare to ask the little brother Daming?!"
Wang Anfeng looked at his heroic demeanor, righteous and awe-inspiring, and had a slight good impression in his heart, and hugged his fists:
"Under Wang Anfeng."
"Haha, it turned out to be Little Brother Wang."
The two of them talked here, and the people in the ring slowly moved outside, just thinking about leaving the ring, otherwise it would be just a martial arts competition, and everyone drew their swords together, obviously touching Daqin's tiger whiskers.
If he hadn't left earlier, he would have been detained for seven or eight days.
Thinking like this in his heart, he unfolded his footwork under his feet, and walked towards the edge covertly, a pair of eyes were quietly looking over there, seeing that Wei Heshuo was only talking to Wang Anfeng, his heart couldn't help but be slightly relieved, seeing that his right foot was about to poke out of the ring, he was happy in his heart, but he didn't want to bump into a fat belly and give a stumble on the top.
Before he could turn to look, he was grabbed by a thick palm in the arm. shook and tugged, and shook off all the energy.
Ordinary martial arts sects, either practice external skills, or practice internal skills, it is rare to have both, this martial artist has a little adventure, and he has obtained the method of this pine crane qi, but put aside the practice of this external martial arts.
At this time, he was grabbed by the arm, only to feel a huge force on his bones, as if he could hear the sound of shattering, frightened again and again, for a while the liver and gall were broken, screaming, everyone couldn't help but tremble, looked left and right, only to find that I don't know when a group of warriors came around the ring, all of them were not good.
The first person was seven feet tall, with two black beards, holding a sword in his right hand, and taking out a tiger head token from his bosom with his left hand, which was engraved with the word catcher, and shouted coldly:
"Outside the ring, openly gather people with knives, intending to fight to the death, take me away!"
The crowd shouted in unison:
"Yes!"
Looking at these warriors, the eyes were full of coldness.
They were born in a Legalist family, and they naturally don't like it very well, but they also have to be called a good chivalrous guest, and that Sun Xing is the boss, and his heart and deeds can be called the example of Daqin, but he was so slandered, and he was angry in his heart, just thinking that these bastards who didn't know what they were talking about were powerful.
Teach them what is called the truth that evil comes from the mouth.
Because the star list is ruled by the school palace and the government together, it is a martial artist from the official government, and he has never been included in the assessment of the star list, but he must not be underestimated, and the Feiyun swordsman was only hit by Wang Anfeng's state of mind, and he was only seventeen or eighteen years old, and he was not the head-hunting opponent in his early thirties, so he was easily captured.
A catcher under the age of Chinese New Year's Eve held a long knife and walked towards Wang Anfeng, the young man frowned slightly, feeling that he was afraid that he would also go to the official mansion this time, but he didn't want Wei Heshuo to suddenly raise his hand, stop the man, and said with a smile:
"This is a righteous man, Brother Li, don't hurt your own people."
Fu looked at Wang Anfeng again, blinked, hugged his fists and said: "Little brother Wang, this official business is busy, my brother won't talk to you, remember in the future, in this state city, especially in the prosperous place, you have to be cautious when you shoot, but next time you don't have such good luck, I'm afraid you will have to go to prison for ten days to eat." ”
"We regret it for a while."
smiled at Wang Anfeng again, turned around and walked towards the somewhat frightened Zhao Gongzi, and when he passed by a wine table, he picked up a chicken thigh, stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed it heartily.
These people gathered dozens of people to draw knives together, and in the middle of the city, the sentence was not heavy, but they also had to eat prison food for several days in prison.
Niang Xipi, this chicken leg is really delicious for his grandmother.
Much better than flatbread.
Wang Anfeng watched everyone leave, and suddenly remembered that there were still people waiting for him, so he turned around and went to the Beiwu Inn again, because the speed of the fight was extremely fast, and there was no particularly big movement, Bailifeng and the others did not notice anything unusual, only when Wang Anfeng sat down, Xue Qinshuang next to him smiled and whispered:
"The sword qi is good......
Wang Anfeng was slightly stunned, saw the brilliance in the girl's brown pupils, and saw the excitement that could not be concealed between his eyebrows, he couldn't help laughing, but he dispelled the depressed anger of Fang Cai, and laughed in his heart, sat down, and replied in a low voice:
"I'm not going to fight you."
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Wang Anfeng did not ask for the treasure.
He made a move because those warriors slandered Sun Lao, if he asked for it, the young man always felt that he couldn't get over the hurdles in his heart, and felt that he was not because he was unhappy in his heart, but because he wanted to leave it behind, he deliberately found an excuse to make a move.
At this time, although I couldn't get the relics, I felt a little regretful, but I was also very happy.
It's just that I never thought that Fu Mofuzi was extremely strong in martial arts and knowledgeable, and he turned out to be a person who didn't know how to drink, and at a banquet, he was persuaded to drink again and again, and he was drunk to death.
The owner of the Treasure Pavilion was bold, and he wanted to pay everyone to open a few rooms in this Beiwu Inn, but he was politely rejected by everyone, Wang Anfeng and the others found an inn that was not luxurious, but quite clean, and sent Fu Mo into the room, just waiting for him to wake up, and then leave.
"I didn't expect the old man to be so undrinkable......"
Bailifeng sat at the table, playing with a cup in his hand, and his face was quite helpless.
He didn't complain that the old man couldn't drink well, but for Fu Mo obviously didn't drink much, but he pretended to be bold, and he felt a little headache if he didn't refuse.
Tuoba Yue looked at Wang Anfeng and said, "Anfeng, you are also good at cooking...... Do you know anything that can cure hangover? Otherwise, we're going to have to spend a few days here. ”
She was born in a foreign land, and she attaches great importance to imparting knowledge in the school palace, and it is naturally her wish to be able to see the style of the hidden door this time, but if it is delayed for too long because the master is drunk, she will feel a little depressed in her heart, so she has this question.
Wang Anfeng was slightly stunned when he heard this, and said:
"This ...... I'm really not familiar with it. ”
Although Libo loves wine very much, but in his memory, he has never been drunk, and the owner of the pavilion is quite strict with himself and others, unless it is Chinese New Year's Eve, he will not touch wine, so he is really not good at using ingredients to relieve hangover, but looking at Tuoba Yue's face with sadness, he thought about it, and said with a smile:
"However, I do know that some medicines have the effect of relieving hangover, such as Citrus aurantium, Lu Ji's "Shuyi" Zeng Yun: 'In the past, there were southerners who used this wood to repair houses, and a piece of it fell into the wine urn by mistake, and the wine turned into water.' , this must be an exaggeration, but it should be true that it can detoxify alcohol, and it should have some effect on bitter ginseng and prickly pear boiled into porridge. ”
Tuoba Yue's eyes lit up when she heard this, and she said, "Really? ”
Wang Anfeng bowed, the four of them came out to walk together for a long time, and their friendship with each other was already quite deep, although they didn't know why Tuoba Yue was so concerned, but they still stood up and said with a smile:
"In that case, you can wait here for a while, and I'll go to the nearby pharmacy to buy some medicinal herbs and come back, and then borrow the store's kitchen to cook medicinal porridge."
"Thank you very much."
"Nothing."
Wang Anfeng came out alone, walked on this street, came here for two days, at this time he was able to calm down and take a good look at this state city, but after a while, he heard the sound of horses' hooves, Wang Anfeng walked to the side, wanting to avoid this horse team, but he didn't want the other party to come straight to him.
The first black horse, sitting on the top of a middle-aged man, close to the young man ten meters away, suddenly pulled the reins, the horse neighed, this person has turned over and dismounted.
PS: First update.