Ying Zheng saw that the flammable agreed so easily, so he didn't say more. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

It's just that after agreeing to meet in this small building in the evening, this guy turned back and went upstairs, but it looked like he was chasing after his companion who had left before.

And when he left, there was only one person left in the small building.

"Tonight... It's going to be hilarious, right? Why don't you make them a little bit hilarier?"

Alone in front of the door, Flammable looked at the staircase with a strange expression, and muttered to himself......

But no matter what Flammable plans to do tonight, there is still half a day before that evening, and when he is idle and bored, Flammable gradually goes upstairs, finds a bedroom and falls asleep.

After all, nightlife is very energy-consuming, and if you don't nourish your spirit, you can 'play' at night!

And this sleep, when he opened his eyes again, it was already twilight.

At this moment, Flammable sat up suddenly, facing the last afterglow of the setting sun outside the bedside window, but as if he suddenly remembered something, he stretched out his hand to block his forehead.

In this way, he looked at the slanting sun in a daze and completely fell below the horizon, and then he put down the hand that was blocking his forehead.

It's just that while putting down his hand, he wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes without a trace.

Then he got up and waited for Yingzheng and them to arrive.

Soon, after a while, a few strange cat-like sounds came from downstairs. Knowing that they were coming, Yi Yan walked downstairs quickly, smiled at the three brocade-robed young men at the door, and said humbly and politely like a real nobleman: "Senior brothers, you can make the little brother wait for a while!"

Except for Ying Zheng, who had already known him, he simply nodded in response, and the other two teenagers followed the etiquette, and said in unison when giving the salute: "Brother Ji, don't say that, after all, you can wait for me to be a few years old." If you don't dislike it, call me and other big names, no Chi, no shame, right?!"

"Shameless, shameless, these two are really good names!"

After jokingly, Yi Yan came to the three of them, stood behind Ying Zheng, and expressed his intention of 'everything is based on your horse'.

And Ying Zheng seemed to appreciate the flammable consciousness, and immediately waved his hand when he saw that everyone was together, and said very domineeringly: "Let's go, the time has come to win glory for my Kunlun!"

"Whew~"

Learning to be without a gallop and a faceless look, Flammable also let out a howl similar to a wolf's howl, and then the four of them went up to the second floor, and with the way that Ying Zheng had already found, he walked cautiously to Kunlun all the way.

I have to say that for the sake of this famous competition, Ying Zheng can be regarded as having invested enough money, not only buying the most expensive ancient wine in the Holy Soul City through his connections, but also letting the students who could not participate in this conference pretend to have a fight to lure away the gatekeepers and the guards who patrol. So that these people can slip out of Kunlun smoothly.

Of course, this time it was not only the four people who came out, but there were as many as thirty-one people in the entire Kunlun.

After gathering at the pre-agreed hiding place, Ying Zheng looked at the thirty aristocratic teenagers in front of him and the flammable ones who were pretending to be tender in them, and couldn't help but flash a look of disappointment in his eyes, and asked one of the members of the team: "Didn't they escape yet?"

The person who was asked spread his hands helplessly and said: "Lin Fan, they were unlucky, they were caught by the guards, but fortunately he didn't confess to us, otherwise we wouldn't have come." ”

"Really, it looks like we're all going to have to risk our lives tonight. Let's go, don't let those miscellaneous people on the Lingtai think that I have no one in Kunlun!"

After speaking, Ying Zheng also collected his mood from his sadness, turned around and walked towards the agreed place.

Seeing him gone, all the teenagers also followed his steps silently, and Flammable quietly mixed in the ranks of this noble teenager, secretly wondering if there was a chance to do something at night.

In this way, after walking for more than an hour, the group stopped in front of a nondescript tavern in the middle of the city.

"Lingtai, we're here!"

Ying Zheng took the lead in opening the curtain of the tavern, and before he could speak in a hurry, he saw a wine jar as big as a human head flying towards him.

The young man was not panicked, but after he caught it steadily, he raised his head and took a big sip of wine, and then handed the wine jar to the people around him.

Fortunately, the one next to him was not a novice, and he knew how to do it, so he took a sip and passed the wine jar to others.

After this circle of people spread all over the world, the wine jar was also mixed in the flammable hands of the last in the ranks.

Laughing and looking at the jar with only a small half of the wine left in his hand, Yi Yan swallowed the small half of the wine in his stomach with the psychology of conformity, and then threw the empty jar back casually, and sneered at the group in the tavern: "The opening wine tastes good, but if it's only this amount, it's really not enough for us to drink." ”

Please don't dare to forget the ancient admonition that it is not as good as agitating the general, and the excitement is not as flammable as the scolding general, but he is agitated by his own side!

At this moment, these little cubs are all very emotional, and they are just excited again. Sure enough, as soon as Yi Feng finished speaking, someone in the team on his side coaxed: "That's right, just these two sips, there is enough to drink, what are you as a grandfather?"

"Good, good!"

In the tavern, when the people of Lingtai heard it, one of the leaders shouted 'good' three times in a row, and then grabbed a wine jar, but he didn't throw it, but arrogantly asked the people on his side: "Brothers, the little cubs of Kunlun said that we are not kind, what do you say?!"

Facing the last shout of "what to do", the people of the Lingtai naturally responded in unison: "Drink!"

"Drink!"

"Drink!"

Three earth-shattering words came out, but the person in charge smiled and said: "Since you have come to fight for fame, how can you let the little cubs of Kunlun be in front of the beauties?

As soon as he finished speaking, this person was also arrogant, and he raised the wine jar in his hand and raised his head to pour it violently.

'It's nice to be young. ’

Looking at this group of guys who drank and died, Yi Yan sighed heartily, but Yingzheng was unwilling to let them be in the limelight, and led the people on his side into the tavern and then picked a wine jar, but this time he didn't even bother to say anything about the scene, and he raised the wine jar and poured it, so he had the courage that Lao Tzu alone could drink all of you.

Seeing that the leader has already drunk, then the follower naturally can't help but drink.

So one man and one altar, and drank it.

But as a troublemaker, although the flammable is also drinking with a wine jar, it spills more than it drinks, but fortunately, everyone is busy drinking at this time, and no one notices the flammable small action.

The small half jar of wine fell into his stomach, and the flammable obviously underestimated the stamina of these wines, and when the strength of the wine came up, he remembered that he hadn't eaten dinner yet.

As soon as he was flushed with liquor on an empty stomach, he began to rush to the guy who was waiting on the side and shouted: "Get some snacks, I'm hungry." ”

This is nothing, and even Ying Zheng will not feel ashamed of his flammable behavior.

But after a while, when those 'appetizers' were served to the table by the guys, looking at the "delicacies" in the huge disc, they were flammable but suddenly woke up!

In other words, he was forced to bring his reason back to reality by his own burning anger!