When Jiu Ban stood in the center of the battlefield with the head of the "White Bone Killing God" Chen Zhen, he looked at Hu Qincheng a little confused.

A torrent of steel, the army of mocking winds receded from his side like a flood, and all he could see was the eyes of the soldiers that were timid. Killing Chen Zhen was just a matter of an instant, it stands to reason that when the leader was killed, everyone's first reaction should be to avenge the leader, but what he saw in the mocking wind army was not like this. Those soldiers, who should have been enemies in his position, who should have killed them as soon as possible, were all so pitiful at this time. He thought that even if they fled back, they would not have any good fruit to eat, right? The defeated army would only have the result of meritorious service.

Jiu Ban was also thinking, what was the use of thinking about this? He was in a self-defeating Shura field, almost no one could kill him, and he was the butcher and the killer, the most noble, standing on the top of the pyramid, what was he going to think about? So following all the shouts, the sound of running and the meaning of panic, he raised his feet and walked towards Huqin City step by step.

It's been a long time since he's walked so leisurely, at least in these moments, before he actually walked into Huqin City, he belonged to himself.

This night is a rare lively night in Shaohong Mansion. Because of the complete victory, the combined forces that successfully repelled the mocking wind and Jairus also successfully killed the generals of the two armies, although the soldiers defending the city suffered heavy losses, but fortunately, the main force of 70,000 prisoners and cattle has not been damaged, which can be regarded as a tragic victory.

At this time, all the high-ranking generals of the country of the imprisoned cattle gathered on Shaohong's mansion, not only to celebrate, but also to drink.

There was jubilation in the mansion, and Prime Minister Zuo could no longer stand this kind of tossing because of his advanced age, and had already retired; For soldiers, wine is almost like water, delicious but worthless. At this time, it had already passed three rounds of drinking, and even the people on the streets outside the mansion had stopped a lot, but the mansion was still a jubilant scene.

"Come, hero, drink!" Wu Xin stood in front of Wei Xicheng with a wine jar, I don't know how many jars of wine he persuaded. Although he did not appear on the frontal battlefield of the East City Gate, as the supreme commander of the army, Wuxin's ability to gather intelligence was not covered. The news that Wei Xi had killed the Demon Beast of the Holy Realm by himself had already known when he had just gotten off the battlefield of the South City Gate and brought back Jiu Ban. But the difference is that on the battlefield of the South City Gate, Wu Xin saw with his own eyes that the nine halves destroyed the eight sky-shattering cannons one by one, and then obtained the rank of general among the ten thousand troops, and the situation was already extremely shocking; Therefore, at this time, even the heroic deeds of taking the head of the general among thousands of troops like Jiuhan are not comparable to Wei Xi's feat of riding on the clouds and pushing the moon to kill the king of demon birds with his own strength. Even if everyone doesn't know the cultivation of the King of Demon Birds, it is a powerful demon beast after all. Since ancient times, heroes have been called heroes because they killed the evil dragon, so now in the present, Wei Xicheng is the one who killed the evil dragon, and he deserves to be the new hero.

When it comes to drinking, Wei Xicheng never shirks and is clean. Although the hero did not mention the courage of the year, Wei Xicheng was also a good man back then! There was no nonsense, he directly lifted a pot of good wine in his hand and poured it down his throat.

"Good, good, good......" No matter how outstanding and elegant a general is, he cannot escape the essence of a ruffian at this time. Amidst everyone's rhythmic shouts, Wei Xicheng took the lead in drinking the jar of old wine in his hand. He shook his hand and slammed the jar to the ground in one fell swoop. "Bang, bang!" The second sound of the jar shattering came in an instant, followed by hearty laughter.

Wu Xin shook his head and looked at the young man in front of him, he seemed to be able to see the shadow of his youth from him, heroic, cool, and scolding Fang Xuan, but time will definitely not go back, so what else can be done? It is better to find a little bit of the feeling of his youth from this man.

"Boy, what a drink!" At this time, he did not have the politeness he had to be to Wei Xicheng before, and when he thought that he had only toasted Wei Xicheng with a bowl an hour ago, he seemed to feel that he was not much different from a fool. Young people naturally drink alcohol, and when you are old, you naturally drink alcohol, since they are all drinking, where do you get so many rules?

"General Wu is also a good drinker, a thousand glasses are not drunk!" Wei Xi replied angrily. Despite drinking, he did his best to keep himself awake. After all, he is already a strong person who has become holy in the flesh, and it is not easy to get drunk on the one hand, on the other hand, it is naturally easy for him to secretly discharge the wine in his body through the operation of the meridians.

"How about it, come again? We've all heard about you killing the king of demon birds alone, and you can kill even such a big monster, it's impossible that you can't beat these pots of bars?"

"How is that possible? The old general is interested, and he will definitely accompany him. ”

"Have you heard it, you have all heard it? Our big hero is in the mood today, come, let's drink together!"

So the generals took up the jugs in their hands together, and the whales swallowed the cattle and drank a huge amount of wine into their stomachs. At this time, neither Jiuhan nor Shaohong Guoshi was in this venue. Shaohong left the wine table under the pretext of physical fatigue, and Jiu Ban also used almost the same reason to prevaricate, so there was no two of them on the wine table.

Although he was drinking, Wei Xicheng's eyes were wandering. Shaohong's mansion is so huge, but it is actually very deserted. There is only this one piece of joy in the huge house, and the rest of the place looks like an old house in a deserted village that is inaccessible. Although he was drinking wine, Wei Xicheng was always thinking about Shaohong. At this time, it was a good time for the enemy to retreat and Huqin City to get temporary peace. Moreover, the external war is tight, and Shaohong has never wanted any internal chaos. So, if she threatens that woman at this time, she will agree even from the perspective of the overall situation, right?

Half-drunk and half-awake, he threw his head up and drank the wine in his hand.

As soon as I looked up, the bright moon hung high, but when I looked down, there was nothing in front of me. If you want to say that you miss your hometown, your hometown has become a foreign country, so even if you have wine to accompany you and Mingyue to drink, the feelings in Jiuban's heart are still full of sorrow.

Wu Liangzi passed out in a coma, because he used too much force or his physical strength was overdrawn, but fortunately there was no major problem. After returning to Huqin City, he went to visit Wu Liangzi, who had been rescued into the city in advance, and then politely declined the invitation of the group of veteran ruffians, bathed alone, took a pot of sake, and sat under the corridor and began to drink alone. There is no way to get him drunk with these wines, but if the wine is not drunk, everyone will get drunk, and he wants to get drunk tonight, but he doesn't want to drink a group of rough men together.

It's better to be homesick and think about it alone.

Just as the pot of sake was making him happy, he suddenly heard the sound of small footsteps in his ears. Then there was the faint sound of the breeze blowing through his clothes, all from behind him. The six-sensed Nine and a Half didn't need to look back to confirm the identity of the person who came, but he was a little curious about why this person came to him at this time.

Lonely men and widows?And wine?

It's kind of interesting.

In the corridor, the nine and a half were drinking alone facing the courtyard, and the tall figure stopped not far behind him, and then the familiar voice came: "Why are you drinking here alone, is it possible that my house is not taking good care of me?"

"Nothing, I just did it if I wanted to. Jiu and a half didn't look back, but this sentence was obviously said to Shaohong.

In the wine field, there was already a sound of snoring at this time. Those generals and old commanders who did not fall on the battlefield were strewn all over the field at this time. Their shoulders were hooked together, and they slept soundly in the middle of the twisted wine jar, as if they were one gorilla after another.

Above all those who were already drunk, on the throne, Wei Xi looked at the group with drunken eyes. He held two huge wine jars in his arms at the same time, and the aroma of wine was so strong that even his whole body exuded an intoxicating aura. Nurtured by this intoxicating aura, the man who seemed to have been drunk shouted loudly: "Who else!"

No one answered.

"Who else!"

Still no one answered.

"Who else??"

Suddenly, an arm suddenly stretched out from the "corpse mountain", and that arm stood upright, like an unyielding banner. When he saw that arm, a layer of cold sweat suddenly oozed from Wei Xicheng's back, isn't that the right prime minister's black heart? Could it be that this old boy is not drunk yet, and he still wants to drink it again?

He definitely didn't want to drink another layer, not because he couldn't drink it, but because he didn't have the patience and no time. What's the point of playing with a group of middle-aged and elderly people? He still has something to do to find Jiuhan.

But Wu Xin really didn't disappoint him, the arm suddenly hung down, and it smashed on the other general beside him at once. Wu Xin's mouth muttered and didn't know what he was talking about, and the generals on the side slept like dead pigs, without the slightest reaction.

Truth be told, it's just a bunch of drunken dead pork.

Seeing Wu Xin's hand hanging down, Wei Xicheng, who was not very drunk, shook his head and woke up halfway from drinking. He tossed the jar aside from his hand, then lifted his feet and walked towards the door. The generals, large and small, blocked the road to the door, and it seemed that this was indeed a very miserable battle. So he could only take a cautious stride, trying not to step on these people.

But what if he stepped on it?

Jiuhan knew that Shaohong was standing behind him, and Shaohong was just like that standing under the corridor behind Jiuhan, in the shadows. The two of them spoke in a strange posture of "I'm facing you, but I don't want to look at you" for a quarter of an hour.

"Nine-and-a-half, thank you. Shaohong's tone was smooth and even gentle, she was still the same great teacher as always, and she said some words in her tone that were not painful or itchy, which was of no use to Jiuhan.

"It's nothing, the country of the cow has helped me, it's just a matter of duty. But there is one thing I've always wanted to ask the national teacher, is the country of the Cow Prisoner going to keep shrinking like this, waiting for Jairus and Mocking Wind to divide it?" The smell of wine appeared in mid-air in the form of a mist of water, emitting a faint silver glow in the moonlight.

"At present, the war is urgent, and it is indeed necessary to take advantage of the victory to pursue. But I don't have any generals to be of great use in the country of the Ox Prisoner at the moment, and if I have to defend myself against the Gazette and send troops to mock the wind, I'm afraid it will ........"

"A two-sided war? What's the matter, does the national teacher want to take advantage of this opportunity to defeat the two countries of Mocking Wind and Jianwei in one fell swoop, and divide those lands equally with everyone?"

"Alas......" Speaking of this, Shaohong sighed softly. Although sitting in front, Jiuhan could still feel the helplessness slowly spit on his neck, which made him a little uncomfortable, so he hurriedly stretched out his hand and rubbed his neck. Shaohong didn't see Jiuhan's move, her eyes looked a little hollow not far ahead, and she seemed to be very confused. "The general trend of the world, divided for a long time must be united, and a long time must be divided. In the distant primeval period, the territory of the Nine Kingdoms was once a huge dynasty, but now it is not its own government? Many years of strife have already caused the people's livelihood to wither, and as long as the Nine Kingdoms exist for a day, they will not stop fighting for a day. Only a unified dynasty and a unified world can truly end the war. And that's what I taught Wu Liangzi. ”

After another sip of wine, Jiuhan's heart suddenly trembled. It seems that Shaohong is not wrong, and these words are also what he once heard in Wu Liangzi's mouth. At that time, it was when he and Wu Liangzi first met, and they didn't confess their identities to each other, but they could talk freely. Because of the relationship of mutual use, Jiuhan asked Wu Liangzi about the reality of this world, and the reason why Wu Liangzi was able to know everything was probably because of his identity and unscrupulousness?

He didn't know. But some of the words are right, especially when these words came out of the mouth of Shaohong, the superior person, and reached the ears of him, the prince of the country who was once the superior of the country, and the feeling was even more profound. Establish a huge dynasty and govern it with a unified system, so that it is possible to change the world once and for all, and to have a chance to put an end to war.

But immediately after that, the shock of the heart was followed by the emotion of fear. Shaohong, the Imprisoned Niu National Master, actually wanted to establish a unified dynasty? You must know that in everyone's cognition, the Imprisoned Niu Guojun was just a retreat and spiritual cultivation, but he did not die. At this time, Shaohong was able to say such a thing.

I'm afraid, the ambition is not small.

Thinking of this, Jiu Ban looked back at Shaohong. The face, half hidden in the shadows, seemed to be smiling now. The moment the two looked at each other, Jiuhan found that what he saw was not a huge ambition, but a vast and vast world.

It turns out that what this woman has in her heart is not a huge dynasty, but the common people of the world.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Suddenly, Wei Xiyan's voice appeared in the ears of Nine Half. With the appearance of the voice, Jiuhan and Shaohong looked in the same direction at the same time. I saw Wei Xicheng appear in the sight of the two of them with a drunken expression on his face. Although he was talking, his eyes were staring at the wine jug in Jiuhan's hand.

Seeing Wei Xicheng's appearance, Jiu Ban immediately stood up. Of course, he sensed where Wei Xicheng's gaze was pointing, so he quipped, "Brother Wei, don't you still be hungry for wine, right?"

Wei Xicheng shook his head abruptly and then retorted: "Why am I hungry for wine? You are hungry for wine! And don't talk about me, are you planning something big, well? Why don't you take me with you?"

As he spoke, he walked towards where the two of them were, and in fact he was amazed when he first saw them. Needless to say, he had almost never seen this "little friend" drinking, let alone being able to drink with Shaohong. And Shaohong's posture standing here was even more strange, the woman's back was against the pillar behind her, and she almost stood in a straight line against the pillar. Because Jiu and a half were here, the idea of Xingshi asking for guilt that had just come out suddenly fell, so he could only say: "I said Master Guoshi, what are you doing here?"

Shaohong straightened his waist and chin slightly, and then said, "I'll go out for a walk and practice standing posture by the way." ”

"You?, practice standing?" Wei Xicheng approached Shaohong, and the smell of wine in his mouth hit the other party's face when he opened and closed his mouth: "Don't you practice like this every day, do you? I thought that after becoming holy, I didn't have to worry about these worldly things." ”

"What, isn't it normal?" Shaohong replied, "The Sage is also a human being, and people like me and Jiuhan are just people who have cultivated a little higher." But speaking of you, isn't it almost there?"