"Would you like a drink?"

Ono Santang walked to the east wall, turned the small bar out, and motioned to the four red emblem mages, looking like masters.

"Whitewater!"

The four mages spoke in unison, as if they had made an appointment in advance.

"What a bunch of guys who don't have a sense of life!"

Ono Santang shrugged his shoulders, motioned to Xiao Ye to pour white water for the four mages, picked up the half-full goblet himself, drank all the wine in the cup, and then refilled it, and when the four of them had water cups in their hands, he raised the cup and said, "Let's celebrate, the Japan Mage Association has officially succeeded in history." ”

But the four mages didn't move at all, and they didn't give Ono Santang any face.

One of the mages said in a cold voice: "It's too early to celebrate, Sakurai Natsumori and Nobi Fujio are not dead yet, these two old guys are the soul of the Japanese Mage Association, the Sakurai family and the Nobi family combined, equivalent to most of the Japanese Mage Association, and the other families are just small supporting roles." "This is a tall and handsome middle-aged man, but in his thirties, it is the best age to have all the advantages of youth, maturity, demeanor and so on, black hair and black eyes, although he has obvious white features, but he can still vaguely see that he has Asian ancestry. This is a Eurasian mestizo.

"Don't be so discouraged, at least it's a decisive victory, isn't it? As long as we launch it as planned tonight, the Japan Mage Association will inevitably go down in history! It's okay to celebrate in advance. ”

Ono Sando drank the wine in the cup again, poured it again, and looked at the three of them with a grin, "Don't you really plan to drink some?" Sakurai Natsumori, that guy has a good collection of wine. ”

A mage with a Mediterranean head shook his head and said, "You shouldn't drink, it's a flagrant violation of the precepts!" ”

"So what can I do? Like you, you couldn't even get into Koyasan back then! Now it's okay, the eight-leaf deadwood is dead, and the Japanese Mage Association is finished, and you guys are provoking me to drink! I've almost forgotten all the eight precepts, so what if I haven't? I have fallen all the same, all of them have been committed, and will you judge me now? ”

Ono Sando defiantly drank the wine in the cup again, and then threw the cup out heavily. The cup made a piercing crunch in the air, bursting into thousands of shards and flying towards the silent mages.

A faint circle of light appeared on the four mages, as if a large transparent ball enveloped them, blocking the flying glass shards.

The handsome middle-aged half-blood mage Ping stretched out his right hand, and the flying glass shards concentrated into his palm like a moth throwing fire, converging and fusing into a clear glass bead, and a faint golden light was faintly visible in the middle of the bead, "I just want to remind you, don't forget who you are and where your roots are!" Maybe you've been in Japan for so long that you've forgotten your responsibilities! ”

"Ha, if you don't say it, I'm really going to forget about it. Really, why didn't I forget to tell you to pick peaches? Ono Sando's voice slowly became cold. Xiao Ye walked to his side, held his palm, and said coldly: "Four, please pay attention to your own identity, there are some things you don't deserve to say!" ”

The faces of the four mages changed greatly, and the bald mage's eyes widened, and he was about to speak, but the middle-aged half-blood mage suddenly waved his hand, silently looked at the young man and woman standing side by side, and slowly bowed his head and said, "I'm sorry, we were rude." God bless the general! ”

"Forget it, you are the Qincha from above, what else can I do with a general whose identity is not visible? Seeing that you are not in the mood to celebrate with me, why don't you leave, or do you want to stay and see for yourself the hellish world where the demons are dancing with their own eyes? ”

Ono Sando took out a small post-tray-like item in his trouser pocket and threw it out, the bald mage stepped forward and stretched out his hands to pick it up, but as soon as the little thing fell into his hand, he snorted, his whole face instantly turned red, and he took a few steps back, barely standing firmly, but he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

The other three mages stepped forward at the same time, and the middle-aged half-blood mage said angrily, "General Tianyou, what do you mean by this? ”

Ono Santang grinned and said, "This is a small punishment, you guys are so arrogant when you run to my land, you really don't know how to write dead words!" Fortunately, I'm very magnanimous, and I won't take your little disrespect to heart, but if you go back and say something nonsense, say that I, the god blessed general, is just like that, and so on, if any bastard comes to me in the future, he will definitely be even more bullshit than you, so, for the trouble of the future meeting, each of you will kowtow to me, just get out! ”

"Zhang Louie, don't go too far!"

The only female mage among the four mages, stepped forward, her right hand shook, and a yellow talisman flashed between her fingers, and then ignited, "Taishang Laojun is as anxious as a law!" ”

Yongda Heavenly Master, who was lying in the ventilation duct watching the play, was so surprised that he almost didn't jump.

It's incredible that such a long-legged, blonde, blue-eyed English-speaking girl can drink such an authentic Chinese Taoist phrase! Although the tone was rigid, it was accurate, fast and fast.

Under Fu Ran's order, the girl raised her hand and spilled a large handful of soybeans, and those soybeans exploded when they hit the ground, bursting out of a cloud of white mist, and soldiers with long knives in armor and armor stepped out of the mist.

"Sprinkle beans into soldiers? That's amazing! ”

Ono Sando laughed loudly, his body flashed, and he rushed out with a whin, because the movement was so fast that it left a series of afterimages on the trajectory of the movement.

Listening to a series of muffled rumbling sounds, the soldiers transformed into soybeans flew all over the sky as if they had been hit by a speeding unlicensed ten-wheeled* truck.

The middle-aged half-blood mage's face changed greatly, and he shouted, "The divine soldier is as urgent as the law", and threw a paper talisman from the ground, which exploded into a dark cloud with a bang in the air, and several lightning bolts exploded out of the cloud, stabbing straight towards Ono Santang, who rushed through the soybean formation. But this electric light was a step too late, passing through the afterimage left by Ono Sando, and shooting straight into the wall, shooting a large hole in the smooth wall on the spot.

The dust was flying, the rubble was flying, and in the midst of the chaos, Ono Santang had already deceived the female mage, stretched out his grasp, and heard a loud hissing sound, and actually ripped off the white robe on the female mage's body.

The female mage screamed, slapped her palms, and two flames enveloped the entire palm in it, followed by a wrong hand, and the two palms slapped at Ono Santang one after the other, and the middle-aged mixed-blood mage stretched out his finger a little, and there was a rumbling sound in the dark clouds in front of him, and another lightning shot out. The fourth mage, who had been silent, took out a small mirror from his robe, bit his finger and quickly drew a blood talisman on the mirror, took a picture of Ono Santang, and took the figure of Ono Santang into the mirror, and then slapped it with a palm on the mirror, and the entire palm was deeply inserted into the mirror. And a giant palm appeared on the top of Ono Sando's head, slapping it at Ono Sando like a fly.

I'm the dividing line with a high fever**********************************

During the day, I had a fever again, and the fever reached 38 degrees 9, and I was about to burn and be confused...... It wasn't until about four o'clock in the afternoon that the temperature dropped.