"There weren't many in the first place, who made you slow." The disciple named Chang Wen lazily looked at the person who grabbed his wine jug, and said in a serious nonsense: "Xu Cheng, what kind of alcohol do you have, you don't have any points in your heart?" I'm helping you, just you girl, forget it. ”

"You're just going to give me nonsense, you're... It's all gone! Xu Cheng poured it again unwillingly, this time there was not even a drop, he suddenly reacted to the meaning of Chang Wen's words, snapped the wine jug on the table, and said with a blushing face: "Who do you say is the girl!" Who's the girl?! ”

"What's wrong with the girl! Isn't the girl better than you! ”

"That's it! Saying that you are a girl and still wronging you?! Be all abroad! ”

"Don't accept it, let's try it! If it's a mule or a horse, you'll know! ”

There were also female disciples on this trip, and when they heard the conversation between Chang Wen and Xu Cheng, they were all a little dissatisfied and went back one after another.

Chang Wen and Xu Cheng closed their mouths stupidly, the two of them were very interesting, they knew that they had said the wrong thing, and if they wanted to say it again, they were afraid that this group of girls would really rush up and give him two lives to eat alive.

As the saying goes, a good man doesn't fight a woman.

"Okay, it's gone, let Xiao Er go on again." Le Zhengji's interpersonal relationship has always been very good, and he played a good match.

Seeing this, the disciples stopped choking each other and resumed their previous atmosphere.

Le Zheng also saw that his brother was about to get up, so he pressed him down and said softly: "Brother, I'll go, it's better for you to stay here." ”

Le Zhengji glanced at the disciples and thought about it, so he nodded.

With that, Le Zheng also got up, lifted the curtain, and walked downstairs to the lobby.

"Shopkeeper, there are a few more pots of wine in the innermost room on the second floor." Le Zheng also went downstairs and said hello to the innkeeper.

"Okay, Xianjun, come right away." The innkeeper was of course a delightful man.

When Le Zheng turned around and was about to go upstairs, he suddenly felt a gaze locking on him behind him, he turned around and looked, but that gaze disappeared again.

He always felt a little uncomfortable, more of a little shuddering, because the gaze that looked at him was cold, as if it came out of the abyss of hell, and he shivered unconsciously.

He looked around the inn and found no suspicious people, but he was sure that the gaze just now was indeed there.

I couldn't find it, so I pressed it in my heart for the time being, and then went back to the private room on the second floor.

At the same time, inconspicuous places in the corners.

"Xijun, what are you looking at?" A charming woman asked softly.

"Foggy cool, I think... We've found him. A handsome man in a dark roof named Xijun replied to the woman in red sitting opposite.

"What?" Wu Liang turned around to look at his obscure gaze, but only caught a glimpse of the white corner, even if it was that corner of the clothes, she recognized it as a person from the Immortal Gate.

She looked back at the man in front of her, a little puzzled: "Didn't you look away?" No matter what, it can't be in the immortal gate. ”

"If it's him, maybe nothing is impossible." Xijun's tone was a little indifferent.

"Eighteen years, maybe you're overthinking." Wu Liang said disapprerovingly.

Xijun didn't answer, and he didn't know what he was thinking, which made people a little unpredictable, and he played with the cup in his hand by himself, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised an arc that seemed to be nothing.