Chapter 41: An Alcoholic

Facing such a terrifying blow, Xiao Yao Changsheng's eyelids jumped suddenly, and he began to retreat like lightning, but unfortunately, the strength of the great cultivator of the two-star weather master exploded, and it was an existence of another level, and it was not something that the first level could resist at all.

There was no suspense, Xiaoyao Changsheng's body was directly shocked and flew out, and in the upside-down flight, there was a sound of bones shattering, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of Xiaoyao Changsheng's mouth.

"Loose Lang!"

Yu Die, Linglong, and Lord Tianxiang looked at Xiaoyao Changsheng and shouted.

"Little beauty, you can't take care of yourself, can you still take care of that little bastard? Hehe, I won't pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, I will only destroy the flowers with my hands. ”

Seeing that Xiaoyao Changsheng was injured in the hands of the black old monster, Prince Jin's face showed a sinister smile.

This time, Xiaoyao Changsheng will no longer have a chance to turn the tables, and these three beauties will also become his forbidden body.

Boom!

Xiaoyao Changsheng's body smashed to the ground, and once again let out a muffled snort, above the corners of his mouth, wisps of blood flowed out, struggling to get up, Xiaoyao Changsheng's eyes were cast to the other side, Yudie was fine, but Linglong and Tianxiang County Lord, who were fighting against the white old monster, seemed to have a trace of defeat.

Some of the people of the royal family behind Prince Jin were already coming back one after another, in their hands, holding the treasures they had taken back from those cultivators, seeing that the victory was decided, they were all waiting for Prince Jin to take back the colorful silk and crane needles from the storage bags of the three big beauties.

"Little bastard, no one can save you now!"

The black old monster sneered, and his ghost-clawed fingers grabbed at the head of the free immortal.

"Carefree ......"

Yu Die, Linglong, and Lord Tianxiang couldn't help but lose their faces, and could only watch as the black old monster's palm landed on the head of the free immortal.

"Who said no one could save him?"

A small voice suddenly appeared.

A golden light, I don't know where it came from, shot at the black old monster like lightning.

The black old monster screamed strangely, leaving the free immortal, his figure flashed, and he retreated more than ten feet ghostly, and the strange thing was that the golden light was like a spirit snake chasing the figure of the black old monster.

Boom!

The black old monster with the strength of a two-star weather master did not dodge the attack of that golden light, and with a loud cry, he was smashed to the ground by that light.

Whoosh!

The figures of Yudie, Linglong and Tianxiang County Lord also left at this moment and fell to the side of the free immortal.

When Xiaoyao Changsheng saw clearly the thing that hit the black old monster, it turned out to be a wine gourd the size of a palm.

The appearance of this wine gourd made Xiaoyao Changsheng's eyes light up, even if he hated that person, he would not hate this wine gourd.

At this time, a lazy figure slowly appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

This is a young man in his twenties, with a tired face, as if he has never woken up, especially his mouth full of wine, which can be smelled for ten miles, and a pair of shoes under his feet, broken like a lotus flower, and the sound of tapping and tapping when he walks.

Such a sloppy person, just like this, swaggered over, went straight to the black old monster, picked up the wine gourd in the black old monster's frightened face, and then stretched a lazy waist, and said with a smile: "It's okay, it's okay, the wine didn't spill, if the wine spilled, I would cry for three days and three nights." ”

This young man is not good-looking, his eyes are a little small, his mouth is a little big, the bridge of his nose is a little collapsed, and he is a little short, but all these parts are put together, and he looks a little easy-going and friendly.

On his face, there was a harmless smile on his face at any time, and there was no evil intent in his eyes, but the sour breath emanating from his body still made the three women frown.

"I invite you to drink, but there is a premise, you can only take a small sip, otherwise, I will be angry. ”

Coming to a Sea Dynasty cultivator, the young man handed him the wine gourd in his hand and asked him to drink.

"I'm sorry, I don't drink. ”

That cultivator, when he saw the young man smashing back the black old monster with a wine gourd, how could he dare to offend the young man, so he had to excuse himself from drinking.

"No, just take a sip, women will drink, you won't be as good as a woman, right?"

As soon as he saw that this cultivator didn't drink, the young man immediately widened his eyes, but unfortunately, no matter how wide his eyes were, they were still only half the size of that cultivator, which made the young man very unhappy.

"I'm sorry, I really don't know how to drink. ”

This cultivator actually behaved like a three-and-a-half-year-old child in front of the young man, but in their hearts, they couldn't wait to slap this bastard to death.

"I know, Zhumen's wine and meat stink, my wine stinks, doesn't it? Okay, you can eat a chicken bone." ”

The young man was not angry at all, and in the middle of his hand, he took out a chicken bone and sent it to the cultivator as if by magic.

This chicken bone should be leftover from the young man's eating, and it is cleaner than a dog licking it, where is there still half a bit of meat?

"Damn, you're playing Lao Tzu, aren't you?"

The cultivator couldn't hold back any longer and yelled at the young man.

"Hehe, what I sent out has never been taken back, you can eat it if you don't eat it. ”

With a flick of the young man's fingers, the chicken bone smashed on the cultivator's forehead, and the cultivator let out a muffled snort, blood gushed from his forehead, and he fell to the ground, directly knocked unconscious.

This cultivator, but a person with a late-stage one-star strength realm, and his strength is not weak, was actually smashed to death by a chicken bone of a young man, such a thing is too weird, right?

Walking in front of the other cultivator, the young man handed him a wine gourd and said with a smile: "I invite you to drink, will you give face?"

With the experience of the past, this cultivator took the wine gourd in the young man's hand, opened his mouth, and was just about to drink, who knew that the front teeth in his mouth fell out.

"Damn, there's a ghost!"

The cultivator screamed, threw away the wine gourd, got out of the crowd, and fled.

"Huh...... What's going on?"

The young man took the fallen wine gourd, and said with a stupid look: "I'm asking you to drink, not asking you to pull out your teeth, hey, forget it, since you don't appreciate it, then I'll find someone else." ”

A strange scene appeared, where the young man went, every cultivator involuntarily retreated, hiding from the young man was like hiding from the plague god, for fear of being contaminated with the bad luck of the young man.

The hiding of these people made the young man very dissatisfied, and his figure flashed, grabbed a cultivator, and said to the eyes of others with his mouth full of alcohol: "I am a person who pays attention to courtesy, since I invited you to drink, then you should invite me back." ”

The cultivator trembled and smiled bitterly, "I'm sorry, I don't have any wine. ”

"Hehe, I didn't say you asked me to drink. ”

The young man smirked.

"And what do you want?"

The cultivator couldn't laugh or cry, but he could only dare to be angry but didn't dare to speak, he knew that once he angered this young man, he would definitely let him eat chicken bones again.

"What are you most valuable?"

The young man's eyes fell on the cultivator's arms.

"You fucking drunkard, you want to fuck Lao Tzu's treasures, go die!"

This cultivator finally couldn't bear it anymore and punched the young man in the face.

The young man who looked at the cultivator didn't even smash his eyelids, waiting for his fist to smash over.

Boom!

The cultivator's fist slammed into the young man's face!

The sound of bones shattering came from the cultivator's fist, followed by the cultivator's scream, clutching his fist and running faster than a rabbit.

"You people are really dog bites Lu Dongbin, you don't know the hearts of good people, I kindly invited you to drink, you want to beat me, is there any heavenly reason. ”

This young man, obviously he is bullying everyone alone, and he is still saying that there is no reason here, he is really a psychopath who has drunk too much and is crazy about alcohol.

The black old monster and the white old monster pulled the golden prince, and wanted to smear the soles of their feet with oil, this young man was really terrifying, obviously not the master they could provoke, and this guy was still a drunken maniac, and the drunken maniac was irresponsible for what he did.

"Oh, and you, you're the most respected people here. ”

The young man made a mistake, and the figure disappeared, and the figure appeared in that place, blocking the Golden Prince's way.

"You madman, Lao Tzu killed you!"

The young man's sprinkling and rolling pretended to be confused, so that the black and white old monster couldn't hold back any longer, shook his fist, and shot at the young man at the same time.

When did the two old monsters suffer from such a bird spirit, and today they were planted under the hands of a drunken maniac, where will they put the face of their great power teacher?

Shout!

The figure of the young man disappeared like a ghost.

The fists of the white old monster and the white old monster just hit each other, and the next moment, the figure of the young man had already appeared behind the black old monster and the white old monster.

"Haha, good stuff, it's fun!"

The young man laughed loudly, and with a flip of his palm, there were already several more things in his hand.

The black old monster and the white old monster touched their arms, and only air was left in their arms, and all the treasures they had obtained from the Heavenly Tomb were in the hands of the young man.

"It's fun, this thing is fun!"

Putting the treasures in his storage bag, the young man played with a big golden ring that was shining brightly, and put him on his head for a while, and put him on his feet for a while, in short, how fun it was.

"You bastard, Lao Tzu fought with you!"

The two old monsters rolled their eyes in anger, let out a frantic scream, and once again joined forces, forming a flanking attack, and attacked the young man.

Syllable!

Syllable!

On the faces of the white monster and the black monster, there was a crisp slap.