Tomorrow should be Ning Yuchen's weak crown ceremony.

After Zhang Xingyuan and Huo Feng dealt with the affairs in the Dao Palace, they arrived at Su Zhuo at sunset.

Zhang Xingyuan is good at wine, and Huo Feng also has the same smell, every time he comes over, he will bring some wine, and this time is no exception.

The wine brought by the two of them every time is not ordinary, the burning knife from Liaozhou that they brought over before is already very expensive, but compared with the wine brought this time, it is a little insignificant, Su Zhuo couldn't help but be moved after recognizing the origin of the wine.

What they brought this time was the Eighteen Immortals, who were known as the daughters of dripping wine.

I heard that it is a spirit wine made from eighteen precious spiritual materials, and it has always been said that "since you can't bait with a knife, and stay in the world as an earth immortal", it is not only beneficial to cultivation, but also can even prolong life, and it is a very high-quality spirit wine.

Su Zhuo knew that Huo Feng's family background was extraordinary, but it was the first time he had seen him so generous, and he was surprised and had some guesses.

Huo Feng saw Su Zhuo's expression and explained: "After my father heard about the Dao Palace, he sent someone to ask, and at the same time asked people to bring two pots of the eighteen immortals, which are known as the most precious in Nanxiang, which is to be given to the young marquis, and it can be regarded as congratulating the young marquis on jumping over the dragon gate in one fell swoop and moving the world." ”

This Changle Hou fought two battles in a row in the Xingwu Palace, which was for Huo Feng, and Huo Shenjiang had already heard of the matter between Wu Xiaojie and Huo Feng, but he was in Nanxiang, and the whip was out of reach, and Wu Xiaojie was still the son of the right minister, Huo Shenjiang would not be able to meddle in these grievances between juniors even if he was on fire in his heart, and now Su Zhuo was too relieved to do it this time, these two pots of eighteen immortals can be regarded as repaying the peach. Moreover, Huo Shenjiang has always admired the elegance of the eldest princess, and at this time, I heard that Su Zhuo was going to fight for the Heavenly Decree and correct the name of the eldest princess, so it can be regarded as a talk of heart.

Su Zhuo saw Huo Feng's undeniable appearance, so he shook his head helplessly, and said, "Since this is the case, I will thank Huo Shenjiang for his love." ”

Zhang Xingyuan has been greedy since he entered the door, Su Zhuo saw it in his eyes, so he let his subordinates open a pot of eighteen immortals, Zhang Xingyuan, this kid was happy in his heart, and he shouted "The young marquis can't help it", which made Su Zhuo laugh and scolded, "I don't know what you think in your heart" After that, he didn't pretend anymore, and after pouring it for Su Zhuo and Huo Feng first, he carefully poured it for himself, holding the wine bottle like a little lady, and he had always drunk most of the glass in one gulp, this time he finally knew that he was distressed, and took a small sip, and after tasting the most expensive eighteen immortals in Nanxiang, he said: "Young Marquis, after Huo Shenjiang heard about you, he was full of praise, saying that you have the style of the eldest princess back then." ”

Su Zhuo smiled and said, "Shen Huo has won the prize." ”

Huo Feng said: "The young marquis doesn't have to be humble, I still know my father's temper, he is reluctant to drink such a precious wine, if he is not optimistic about the young marquis, he will not specially ask someone to bring it." Now I am also touched by the blessings of the young marquis, so I have the opportunity to taste the taste of the eighteen immortals of Nanxiang. ”

Su Zhuo no longer shirked, and said, "Since you are here together, you two will simply stay in my mansion tonight, and it just so happens that Ming'er will go to Ning Yuchen's place together to cheer him on." ”

Zhang Xingyuan patted his thigh and said with a smile: "Young Marquis, this arrangement is appropriate." ”

Su Zhuo knew what they thought, there were more guards from Zuo Xiang's cronies in the Hou Mansion, and there was also Yuan Shixu in charge, guarding day and night, and it was difficult for the assassins of Wushengmen to start. But as soon as he goes out, it's different, and there may be deadly murder hidden everywhere.

In the end, it is easy to dodge open arrows and difficult to defend against dark arrows, and they are not at ease when Su Zhuo is alone.

What's more, tomorrow Zhang Xingyuan and Huo Feng will accompany Su Zhuo to go out and go to the banquet together, all of which are showing an attitude - Su Zhuo is not alone.

Zhang Xingyuan couldn't help but said: "Young Marquis, Ning Gongzi's weak crown ceremony this time is a lot of people, you have to be careful, I think someone wants to kill you, that time is a good time." ”

Su Zhuo smiled, Zhang Xingyuan had reminded himself several times, his ears were almost calloused, and he said, "I know, I'm prepared." ”

Huo Feng inadvertently glanced at Su Zhuo's waist, was stunned for a moment, and suddenly understood Su Zhuo's intentions, he couldn't help but gasp and said, "Young Marquis, are you going to take this with you tomorrow?"

Zhang Xingyuan also glanced at it when he heard this, and then gasped, and said, "You are too bold." ”

Since returning to Lingjiang from Wanghai City, Su Zhuo has been carrying the Canglan sword lent to him by Shang Qingxuan, and he has hardly left his body, but he has not brought the divine sword that contains shocking luck with him today.

But that's not what shocked the duo.

What shocked them was that Su Zhuo did not wear the Canglan Sword, but he did wear a short sword.

It was a white jade-colored short sword.

The blade of the sword is twisted like a poisonous snake waiting for an opportunity to strike a fatal blow.

That sword was the sword in the hand of the Wushengmen assassin at the peak of the Spirit Bridge last time on the Red Sleeve Painting Boat.

White Snake Sword.

After the assassination on the Red Sleeve Painting Boat last time, the White Snake Sword and the picture of the Neon Sword Dance were all here with Su Zhuo, and they knew this, but they didn't expect that Su Zhuo would be so bold as to take this sword out.

Su Zhuo was going to bring this sword to Ning Yuchen's weak crown ceremony, which would be meaningful for a long time.

This sword is the sword of the monk of Wushengmen, and it is not a provocation to carry it on his body with such a swagger?

If there were Assassins there, wouldn't that force the Assassins to do it?

This is the most unbelievable thing for Zhang Xingyuan and the others, they all know that this young marquis is bold, but they still didn't expect that Su Zhuo would dare to be so bold.

Zhang Xingyuan raised his glass and said, "Young Marquis, I respect you, I did this cup of eighteen immortals." ”

When he was drinking just now, he couldn't bear to take a small sip, but now he is about to dry it out, which shows that he is also proud in his heart.

Huo Feng also joined in the excitement and raised the wine bottle: "Don't say anything, the words are in the wine." ”

These two people are ready to do it, and Su Zhuo naturally has to be interested.

Just as he raised his glass and was about to drink, his hand suddenly moved.

He frowned.

The half of the demon bead in the sea seemed to shake suddenly.

The wine in the glass also rippled in a thousand ways.

Nothing happened.

He thought it was a delusion.

However, in the next moment, Zhihai suddenly underwent drastic changes.

Following the sting dragon tide, the demon bead moved again.

This time it was very powerful.

Unprecedentedly intense.

The light circulating on the demon bead suddenly became extremely dazzling, and the light like essence covered the entire sea of knowledge.

Those rays of light seemed to have an unimaginable heat, falling on the gray sea formed by the dragon's tidal luck, and those strong and condensed luck seemed to boil, and began to surge wildly.

The half of the demonic bead also spun wildly at a terrifying speed at this time.

The demon bead seemed to have heard some call, and Su Zhuo felt as if it was giving out some kind of response.

He couldn't help but feel a shock in his heart.

At this time, Zhang Xingyuan and the others had already drunk all the wine in the glass, and when they looked up, they found that Su Zhuo was still holding the wine glass motionless, staring at the wine glass, as if he was a little distracted.

Zhang Xingyuan frowned slightly, and asked curiously, "Young Marquis, what's wrong with you?"

Su Zhuo didn't seem to hear it, and still held the wine glass motionlessly.

Huo Feng also felt that something was wrong, and shouted again: "Young Marquis?"

Su Zhuo still didn't react.

Zhang Xingyuan unconsciously thought of the assassination of the red sleeves, his heart tightened, and this time he directly reached out to touch Su Zhuo.

Just as his hand was about to touch.

Su Zhuo just came back to his senses.

Su Zhuo's hand trembled, just as the wine glass he was holding in his hand fell.

Smack.

The cup shattered and the wine spilled all over the floor.

Zhang Xingyuan looked at Su Zhuo suddenly, looked at Su Zhuo for a while, and after confirming that Su Zhuo should be fine, he said, "Young Marquis, what happened to you just now?"

Su Zhuo glanced at the two of them who were like great enemies, shook his head, and said, "Don't be nervous, I just had a flash of inspiration just now, and suddenly I had an understanding of the cultivation realm, and I lost my mind for a while." ”

"I see. ”

Zhang Xingyuan finally breathed a sigh of relief when he heard him say this, he also thought that Su Zhuo had unknowingly let people plot in this Changle Hou Mansion this time, so it seemed that the two of them were too grassy soldiers, it turned out that Su Zhuo suddenly had an understanding...... Thinking of this, he suddenly reacted, looked at Su Zhuo in disbelief, and said, "Young Marquis, you won't break through again, right?"

Su Zhuo nodded and said, "With this feeling, the next breakthrough should be fast." ”

What he said was true, and a month had passed in the blink of an eye, and it was time for him to break through to the upper realm of the Spirit Bridge.

He is a person who wants to break through to the realm of nowhere within half a year.

Zhang Xingyuan and Huo Feng glanced at each other, both shocked.

How long has it been, Su Zhuo is about to break through again, the same people who are mixed together every day, why is the gap so big? He has been Su Zhuo's personal guard for a month, and he knows that Su Zhuo must not have secretly cultivated behind his back, people are born to practice, and they can enter the country after eating and drinking water.

The more Zhang Xingyuan thought about it, the more he was hurt, and for a while, the eighteen immortal spirit wine that had just entered his stomach suddenly became tasteless.

He poured himself another half glass of wine, and drank it rather depressedly.

He felt that he couldn't talk to Su Zhuo anymore.

Huo Feng thought of something and said, "Young Marquis, are you ready to break through to the Void Realm within half a year?"

Su Zhuo said: "That's what I said with the national teacher. ”

Huo Feng gasped.

At first glance, the cultivation speed of this Changle Hou does not seem to be very good, but now the cultivation of the Lingqiao Middle Realm, but if you look at the speed of the past few months, it can really be called a demon. If it weren't for the sake of hiding clumsiness, he had endured it in the Shangqing Palace for ten years, and now he was probably a figure at the same level as Wu Yan, the sword idiot of the Haoshan Sword Sect.

Su Zhuo smelled the rich aroma of wine in the room, and glanced thoughtfully at the broken cup on the ground.

At this time, Yuan Shixu entered the door with his guards.

Yuan Shixu looked nervous, and finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Su Zhuo was safe and sound.

Su Zhuo said: "It's nothing, let's go down first." ”