Ye Feifei was speechless.

One is because I know too little, and the other is really speechless.

Zhang Xiu suddenly said to Hong Yan, "Senior Sister Yan, I want to drink!"

"I want it too!"

......

"You all want to?" Hong Yan looked around, saw everyone looking at him, and sighed, "Okay!"

Weng Meiyang, "Since your own fate is not up to you, then do what Senior Brother says, there is wine today and drunk tomorrow." Senior Sister Yan, bring the strongest wine!"

The strongest liquor, a sip of which makes the blood boil all over the body.

Ye Feifei didn't expect that these people looked delicate and weak, and they were not inferior to him at all when they drank wine.

One person to a group of people, even Hong Yan and Caidie touched a few glasses with him one after another.

Dozens of glasses of wine are down, and it's hard not to get drunk.

Looking at Ye Feifei, who was unconscious, Hong Yan pulled Caidie to stand up, "Senior sisters and sisters, I won't stop you from doing what you want, just a little ...... He's not a bad guy. After that, he and Caidie pushed the door and left.

He didn't know how long he had been drunk, but he was deliberately drunk, there was no doubt about that.

When he woke up, he found himself lying on the bed, the quilts neatly folded together, and the others were gone.

There was a dull sound of thunder outside the window, and there were faint flashes of electricity.

He jumped out of bed and went to the window, startled by the sight outside.

The sky was cloudy, and the thick clouds shimmered with lightning, as if a huge lid was fastened overhead.

On the wide square of Chasing the Wind Valley, colorful flags fluttered, and nearly 10,000 people lined up neatly, standing still, looking at it from a distance, like a human figurine.

At the front of the queue, the four sect leaders sat on large chairs, and one seat was empty.

Ye Feifei guessed that the seat should be the dead Wind Chasing Valley Lord Chi Jingtang. If someone has to sit, that person should be Hu Shunfeng, the imposter elder brother of himself.

Sure enough, there was a knock on the door.

Yang Mo came.

Yang Mo's expression was stunned, and his face was very ugly.

"Old Yang, are you okay?" he touched Yang Mo's head, a little hot.

Yang Mo smiled reluctantly, "Senior brother, I'm just waiting for you to take the position." ”

"What for?"

"The time to open the river is near. ”

Although Yang Mo didn't answer his question, his expression already told him that the situation was not good.

On the way, the two walked very slowly.

"Lao Yang, are you sure it's okay?"

Yang Mo shook his head and yawned heavily, "I've slept for so long, and I'm still a little sleepy." What about you, brother, you have also slept three times, and you seem to be in good spirits. ”

Three?

"I slept three?"

Yang Mo yawned again, seeing that he didn't even have the strength to speak.

When he came to the queue, his eyes swept away, and he couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat.

Almost all of them were drowsy and stood there without even opening their eyes.

But some people make exceptions.

Hong Yan, Caidie, He Yue, Huang Rubing, Zhang Xiu, Weng Meiren and all the people who had been in his room at the front were all full of red light and radiance, which formed a stark contrast with everyone behind them.

His arrival attracted their attention.

Passing by Hong Yan's side, he asked in a low voice, "What's the matter?" Everyone hasn't woken up yet, what are they all calling here for?"

Hong Yan's eyes flickered, "The time has come, and you can't wake up if you don't wake up, you ...... Are you alright?"

"Should I be okay?"

Hong Yan paused, "Let's go!"

When he came to the big chair, he glanced at the old men, and found that they were even more tired than the disciples below, and they were all tilting their heads and snoring, sleeping soundly.

Such a scene is a bit weird that doesn't come out.

The muffled thunder continued, and the lightning flashed away.

In the distance, in the dense forest, he seemed to see a figure.

The man was tall, dressed in black, with a black veil over his face and dark eyes.

Déjà vu!

The man seemed to be nodding at him as he looked over.

He didn't sit directly on the chair, but came to He Yue, staring at her with blazing eyes, and kept seeing that she had to avoid his forced gaze.

"Did I really sleep three?"

He asked.

He Yue's face was slightly red, and she hesitated, "I don't know!"

"How did you wake up?"

"I don't know!"

I don't know?

His gaze swept over the others and came to Weng Meiren's side, "You don't know either?"

Weng Meiskirt was very calm and replied very simply, "I know!"

"Deliberately drunk me?"

"Yes!"

"Reason!"

"We don't want to cross the river bridge!"

"Then don't hurt me......"

"Hurt you?" Weng Meiren looked at him with big eyes, "You also caused yourself to harm you, you deserve it! Who asked you to provoke us first?"

No more asking.

He passed in front of them one by one, and although each of them had their heads down, it did not prevent him from seeing their facial expressions from different angles.

He didn't know what was going on, but he could imagine with his ass what these brainless girls would do when they got him drunk.

Returning to his chair and sitting down, his mood was inexplicably low.

The person in the forest is Wei Sanniang, seeing that her appearance has changed so much, I am afraid that the goal has been achieved, at least the strange smell on her body is gone.

Why she stayed here, he didn't know. But there is a hunch that her existence is definitely not a good thing.

Rumble!

A loud bang on the earth, a bolt of lightning fell!

The earth shakes......

The lightning did not disappear, but grew thicker and thicker, and the blinding white light reflected everything on the earth dazzlingly.

The four sleepy old men sat up as if they had been stabbed, and their eyes were wide open.

He glanced back at the people behind him, and saw that they were the same, one by one, as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, wide-eyed and craned their necks to look up.

"Hahaha......" Dong Lingyue's laughter was as if he had been drained of his spirits, shriveled and hoarse.

"Coming?"

"It's coming!"

"Hahaha......"

Although the four voices came from different mouths, they were all hoarse and weak.

Ye Feifei looked at these four old men, thinking that Wei Sanniang could still give them a life, it seemed that it was really not easy.

The four of them looked over slowly, "Hu Shunfeng, let's start!"

Begin?

What to start?

Confused, he turned his head to look at Hong Yan who was standing behind him.

Hong Yan said in a low voice, "Let's start!"

How do I get started?

I saw the four of them raise their arms high, look up, and their whole bodies trembled like electric shocks.

"I'm going to do that too?"

Hong Yan nodded.

Sick, right?!

It felt weird, but I did it anyway.

When he raised his arms high, in the rumbling and continuous thunder, four bolts of lightning slashed down at the same time, bursting into bursts of fire and smashing on the heads of the four people.

Ye Feifei was startled, and was about to get up, but he was shocked to find that his whole body was squeezed by a heavy object and he couldn't move.

Sitting here waiting to be struck by lightning?

Fortunately, there was no second lightning bolt.

The dark clouds rolled and quickly retreated to both sides, and a huge three-dimensional picture scroll slowly unfolded.

Ye Feifei frowned and was stunned.

This picture is familiar to Rutz!