The scorching sun is like fire, pouring out the last madness, showing its most vicious side. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoThe scorching sunlight hit the expressionless people sitting upright on the simple wooden chairs, as if they were determined to force them to stand it anymore and leave as soon as possible.

The middle-aged couple, who had a kind smile on their faces from beginning to end, began to be busy with a cup of steaming and smelling hot tea in front of everyone as soon as possible from the moment this group of people stepped into the teahouse silently.

If the guests don't say anything, the middle-aged couple won't say anything. The scene seemed so harmonious, but everyone present knew that such harmony was just a moment of tranquility before the storm.

The cups of tea, which were steaming hot and looked like they would burn their palms if they were not careful, were neatly served in front of everyone present. After a while, the middle-aged couple stopped their busy footsteps and stood aside, smiling with a smile on their faces, looking at the group of people respectfully.

A group of people with expressionless faces seemed to be waiting for something before, but at this moment, seeing that all the tea had been served, they all looked down, and then, as if they had agreed, they all reached out and picked up the hot tea and drank it all.

Seeing this, the smile on the middle-aged couple's face became even stronger.

After everyone drank the tea one by one, the teahouse gradually began to have a subtle sound of breathing, followed by a rather gratifying conversation.

Without the tea customers waving, after seeing these people drink the tea, the woman in the middle-aged couple, that is, the female shopkeeper of the Sifang Teahouse, moved away again.

Her slightly fat body, between clever turns, a teacup was filled, and its movements, like flowing water, if you ignore her figure, the tea guest should not find any fault.

There was already a little white beard on his chin, and on his face full of smiles, the male shopkeeper with a faint appearance of old age, his kind eyes quickly swept over the entire teahouse, and when he saw that the female shopkeeper was able to take care of it completely, he took care of himself and found a wooden high chair, leaned on the counter that was one person high, and sat down.

No one could see how, or where, he took out the jug. The uninvited tea customers only knew that when the aroma of the wine came out, almost all of their targets seemed to be controlled and involuntarily projected on.

The female shopkeeper didn't seem to see the strangeness of these tea guests at all, and still shuttled in front of the tea table by herself, always ready to refill the cups for the guests whose teacups were empty.

The male shopkeeper propped up one arm on the counter, took a plain towel next to him with his left hand, wiped the sweat on his face, and then put it on his shoulder.

The tea drinkers watched, and they watched as the male shopkeeper not far away, doing chores that seemed unnecessary, and pouring wine into the little worn-out cup in front of him.

Strange to say, the wine poured out of the flask with limited capacity never meant to be finished, and the broken glass seemed to be like a bottomless pit, even if it was loaded with more drinks.

The wine smells like the water of the Milky Way, which is endless.

The uncontrollable power of the body that the tea guests had felt just now finally began to slowly disappear. A large part of them sensed the loss of strength, so they turned around decisively and simply returned to their previous state, staring at the steaming teacup in front of them. Only a small group of people still stared at the flask that would not be poured.

At this time, if you look at it from a distance, you can probably still see that each of them has a little cold sweat on their foreheads.

For a long time, silently. In the end, someone still broke such a strange tranquility, only to see a man with a strong body, about eight feet tall, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a beard that had completely covered his lips, moved his lips lightly, and his deep voice was like the amplitude of the earth shaking at this moment, only to hear him say, "I don't know what kind of wine this wine is from the shopkeeper?"

When the male shopkeeper heard this, the action of pouring wine with his right hand immediately stopped, but the wine that was already in mid-air showed no sign of spilling, but was flowing towards the wine glass at a slow and strange speed, almost drop by drop.

The female shopkeeper was still busy pouring tea for the tea guest who chose to look directly at the teacup in front of her.

The male shopkeeper turned his head, his face full of smiles, and the eyes that looked harmless to people and animals, looked at the stout man with tenderness like water, and only heard him say, "Wine is the water of the Yellow Spring." ”

At this point, those old rivers and lakes who had been mixed in the Flood Desolate Continent for quite a few years immediately turned their bodies together, just like the previous group of people, staring at the teacup that had cooled down in front of them, and for a while, there were only about 20 people left in the entire teahouse, still facing the direction of the male shopkeeper.

The stout man did not speak again, but instead was a young man who was as delicate as everyone else, with long hair tied in braids, gestures, and a girlish atmosphere, but he could still show a scholarly atmosphere, only to hear him ask with a smile on his face, "The water of Huangquan, isn't it only Huangquan people who can drink." ”

"Yes and no. The smile on the male shopkeeper's face grew stronger.

The third man greeted the male shopkeeper's words, almost as if he were competing for the first place, and asked, "Is that yes or no?"

The male shopkeeper shook his head with a smile, "Yellow spring water, everyone can drink it, but if you drink it, you have to go to the yellow spring." ”

"If I don't want to drink this tasteless tea. A delicate, richly dressed, dressed in a gilded long dress, looking like a princess of a certain city, arrogant and domineering, provocatively picked up the teacup that was not enough to hold, and said.

Before the male shopkeeper could speak, I saw the woman's palm holding the teacup suddenly send, and the fingers that seemed to have never done a little physical work were lightly picked, and the teacup in his hand fell to the ground suddenly, and a crisp cracking sound of 'pop' resounded not only in this weird teahouse, but also in the hearts of the two people in front of them who could only look directly at the teacup in front of them.

"Ouch, I accidentally broke this broken teacup. The bewitching woman giggled, "But it's okay, I'll pay for it." As she spoke, she took out a golden ingot from her sleeve and threw it at the male shopkeeper, then continued, "As this girl has just said, I want to taste the water of your yellow spring." ”

The gold ingots flew straight into the eyes of the male shopkeeper like a sharp sword.

The white-haired old man sitting next to the bewitching woman saw this, and immediately secretly snorted badly, although with the old man's experience, he still couldn't guess who the male shopkeeper was, but just looking at the performance of this group of tea customers bowing their heads and being afraid, he could also know that this shopkeeper was definitely not something that could be provoked casually.

So the white-haired old man said in his heart, "The princess has made a big accident now." "That's in mind. The white-haired old man saw the gold ingots shoot to a distance of only half a hand's from the eyes of the male shopkeeper, and at the same time silently turned into powder, he jumped up, grabbed the arm of the bewitching woman savagely, turned around and wanted to run.

The male shopkeeper laughed out loud, how bold and clean that laughter was. "Since this girl wants to taste the water of the Yellow Spring, why should she be in a hurry to leave. ”

It's too late, it's too soon.

Holding the bewitching woman, he had already run to the center of the teahouse, and when he saw the white-haired old man who was about to leave successfully, his whole body was suddenly stunned, and he couldn't move any longer, and then, the two of them seemed to be pulled back by a pair of invisible big hands, and pressed the original seat.

In the teahouse, a few people who saw this move and were sure that there was no doubt about the true identity of the male shopkeeper just wanted to quickly smear oil on the soles of their feet and get away with it in such an eventful time. However, since it has been confirmed who the male shopkeeper is, he is naturally very clear about his temperament, so although some people are extremely anxious, they never dare to make too many moves.

And most of the young people present, because of their youth and vigor and shallow experience, although they were shocked by the amazing strength of the male shopkeeper, they gradually developed a kind of heart: no matter if he has three heads and six arms, he is only one person after all, and we have so many good hands to do it together, and we can still be afraid of him.

So, while the white-haired old man was forced to sit back in his place, some changes could not help but occur in the teahouse. In the group of people who had been looking down at the teacup, some people gradually raised their heads.

After pouring tea for the last empty teacup on the table, the female shopkeeper slowly walked to the bewitching woman's table, squatted down and began to pick up the broken teacups.

At this moment, the bewitching woman was speechless for a while because of her fright, and could only stare blankly at the female shopkeeper.

Although the white-haired old man was also quite shocked, the situation was better than that of the bewitching woman. Seeing that he couldn't leave, he immediately began to calculate in his heart: if the male shopkeeper is really like the legend, then after the princess made such a fuss before, she will definitely not be able to leave here alive. And as the person who brought her here, the white-haired old man knew that he couldn't get rid of it.

Thinking of this, the white-haired old man turned his head and glanced at the other people brought by this trip, "The matter has come to this point, whether the princess's life can be saved, can only fight hard." ’

So the white-haired old man nodded lightly and looked at him silently. As long as the male shopkeeper is in trouble, they will besiege together.

The female shopkeeper squatted down, and her fat palm slid weakly over the fragments of the teacup, only to see that the fragments that had been shattered into slag disappeared in an instant, and the ground returned to its original state.

The cleaned female shopkeeper got up and slowly walked to the huge tea stove at the edge of the teahouse, not caring about the high temperature, patiently stuffing firewood into the bottom of the stove, and filling the dry firewood one after another, the fire immediately increased several times, and the unbearable heat spread throughout the teahouse in a moment.

A group of unknown tea customers looked at each other for a while, and then looked at the amazingly large tea stove, some people thought: such a stove, boiling three or five people, the space should be more than enough.

The male shopkeeper completely stopped pouring wine, turned his head sideways to look at the bewitching woman, and said word by word, "If you come, you will be safe." ”

When the words fell, I saw the old left hand of the male shopkeeper move slightly, and a liquid with the endless aroma of wine shot straight towards the fiery red cherry mouth of the bewitching woman.

Seeing this, the bewitching woman screamed, and her body instinctively wanted to dodge, but she couldn't help but find that there was nowhere to hide.

At this moment, the white-haired old man roared "Protect the princess".

The white-haired old man slapped the table with both palms, shaking the wooden tea table to shatter, and at the same time, the eleven men distributed around the five tea tables in the teahouse all exerted their strength and went straight to the male shopkeeper.

"Haha. The male shopkeeper saw the situation and laughed violently. "Looks like you all want to taste the water of the Yellow Spring. ”

The laughter that was enough to shake through the nine heavens seemed to turn into a substantial sound wave, and in the midst of the stirring, the twelve people, including the old man, received a lot of impact at the same time, so that their bodies were slightly stunned.

"Take the princess first!" The white-haired old man, who slapped the water of the yellow spring with his palm and felt the strength coming from the palm of his palm, shouted.

At the same time, I saw that the eleven men immediately divided into two groups, one wave still went straight to the male shopkeeper without hesitation, and the other wave surrounded the bewitching woman as a guard, guarding and retreating.

In a sudden change, the male shopkeeper tapped the counter and finally stood up.

The sound of "Xiuxiu" sounded suddenly, and colorful lights shot out from the sleeves of the vanguard team, heading straight to the vital place of the male shopkeeper.

The teahouse was still sitting upright, and those with excellent eyesight immediately saw what those beams of light were: the snake.

From this, there is no need to explain the origin of this wave of white-haired old men.

The male shopkeeper's body moved slightly, his right hand stretched forward, and the glamorous snakes that were as fast as lightning were shocked into ashes by the palm wind.

Seeing that the snake that rarely misses can be solved so easily, the vanguard team instantly changed their countermeasures, and they can only see that they suddenly accelerated their speed, and the whole person almost turned into a colorful snake, and above their bodies, the smoke was churning and spreading, and the smoke was so stained that the invisible air became invisible, and it was obviously extremely poisonous.

In the teahouse, all kinds of people who were still sitting upright, seeing this, did not dare to get up rashly, but they also had to avoid the harm of poison, so they only saw that one after another true qi appeared.

Rao is like this, some young people who react slowly and have little experience are still accidentally poisoned, and they immediately fall to the ground and die, and their corpses, in the blink of an eye, turn into a cloud of dust.

The male shopkeeper walked towards several highly poisonous humanoid snakes, a light smile floated on the corner of his mouth, and the sound of wine quickly enveloped his body as the poison was churning.

The poisonous mist was menacing, unexpectedly, as soon as they came into contact with the very shallow liquor barrier around the male shopkeeper, they directly blended into it, unable to pass through, and even more delusional to be able to contact the male shopkeeper's flesh.

More and more poisonous mist melted into the liquor barrier, and in a matter of moments, the entire vanguard team was completely slashed cleanly.

The white-haired old man didn't have to look back, he knew what was happening behind him, he looked at the gate of the teahouse close at hand, he knew that he couldn't turn back, as long as he rescued the princess from here, all the sacrifices would be worth it.

The male shopkeeper who easily killed the entire vanguard team had a stronger smile on his face, and he raised his feet and continued to walk forward, completely ignoring the tea guests sitting on both sides and not even daring to exhale. He was laughing, laughing so much.

The white-haired old man felt the sound of steady breathing that was obviously far away, but he hated to be close, and suddenly, his heart jerked, and the fear that he had not felt for decades struck again, only this time, it was so real, so unrefusable.

The male shopkeeper slowly raised his arms, and his whole body merged with the poison, revealing a strange gray liquor, which was pulled along his arm like a thin curtain.

In the next second, when many people couldn't see it clearly, the gray curtain was like a thousand sharp swords, heading straight for the white-haired old man.

The white-haired old man only heard a 'pop', and the next second, I don't know if it was because of instinct or a sense of mission, a roar came out of his mouth completely regardless of the image, "Princess, run!"

At the sound of an order, the five men who originally surrounded the bewitching woman and showed a protective posture stopped without hesitation, turned around decisively, and the gorgeous true qi was torn off and centrifuged out, five small and one large, and six highly poisonous snakes covered by the true qi were entangled with each other, forming a monstrous snake net.

The people in the teahouse who still have some understanding of the origin of the white-haired old man can't help but be surprised when they see this scene, they know that the white-haired old man's behavior is already completely determined to burn the jade.

They didn't dare to think about how much the strength of this smiling male shopkeeper who had been incognito for hundreds of years had grown to make the white-haired old man choose to sacrifice his Taoism and life for nearly a hundred years so quickly and helplessly to use such a desperate move.

However, it was only a stone's throw away from the exit of the teahouse, but the bewitching woman still couldn't cross it, and the monstrous snake net built by the white-haired old man and his party completely shattered the moment they met the gray curtain, unable to support more time. So that the white-haired old man saw the bewitching woman who was choked by the male shopkeeper like a chicken at the last moment when the primordial spirit dissipated, how painful and helpless his eyes were.

Under the poisonous rain, among the tea guests who couldn't leave, some people fell down again one after another.

The smiling male shopkeeper stood in front of the exit of the teahouse, looking at the bewitching woman who had been held by him with one hand, and his lips lightly opened, "The water of the yellow spring, how does it taste." ”

The princess of a city, delicate and incomparable, provoked countless men to be crazy for her woman, and she didn't even say the last word, so that in the hands of the male shopkeeper, she turned into a puddle of dust and smoke, and disappeared with the wind.

The male shopkeeper, who had done these things calmly, rarely moved his eyes to the outside of the teahouse, and after he glanced at the sunlight that was not stingy on the ground, he sighed softly, turned around slowly, and walked through the gap between the tea tables, walking in a way and posture that was completely no different from that of a normal person.

It's just that he didn't even glance at the living people on either side, as well as the corpses.

It wasn't until the male shopkeeper walked back to the counter and drank a glass of wine that the people who were still alive in the teahouse were finally able to breathe a sigh of relief.

In fact, at this moment, the people who can still sit in the teahouse alive are all the best in the Flood Desolate Continent, with their abilities, if they are united, even if the male shopkeeper can be defeated, I am afraid that in the end, they will end up with the same fate.

This point is very clear in the hearts of everyone here. The male shopkeeper also knows it. It's just that, like them, the male shopkeeper knows one thing: no one will risk his life on the premise that there is no way out behind him. What's more, there is no deep hatred between him and those people.

The male shopkeeper raised the wine glass that kept pouring wine into again, opened his mouth and poured it, this glass of wine, and drank half a column of incense for a long time before he saw him put down the empty wine glass.

The male shopkeeper was extremely arrogant and slapped the ordinary wine glass on the counter, and the wine accompanied by the words "Cool, the old man hasn't been so cool for a long time!"

The female shopkeeper stopped stuffing firewood under the tea stove, and glanced at the male shopkeeper with dissatisfaction, only to see the male shopkeeper wave his hand with a big grin, signaling her not to worry.

After making the gesture, the male shopkeeper got up, his body was slightly dizzy and walked around, he casually dragged a wooden chair to the counter, facing the tea customers who had lost half of the number, and said, "At this time, everyone who can sit down safely and sound, although the old man does not know the origin of your name, but from the perspective of your ability, it is obvious that they are all leaders in various fields, and then look at your age, the old man can only be blatant, I can't imagine that there are so many rising generations in today's Honghuang Continent."

The male shopkeeper laughed as he spoke, but this time the laughter was relatively pure, and he continued, "The old man drank a little too much wine today, so there is a lot of nonsense, please forgive me." The male shopkeeper said, and really made a gesture of arching his hand. "If the old man wants to be counted, he should be counted as the elder of your elders. But today's old man really doesn't understand. Our old couple chose such a remote place to open a small teahouse quietly, hoping that the next life can be so plain. Why do all the heroes and heroes come to disturb the old man's ordinary life?"

The male shopkeeper asked a question, and the people who could still survive in the teahouse knew that no matter who it was, someone had to stand up and give an answer, and for a while, silence spread.

The male shopkeeper is not angry, he is waiting, decades of peaceful life, more or less worn out some of the past anger, he has learned, waiting is also a kind of happiness.

After a long time, an elderly man with the most seniority in the field chose to answer, "Coming to the Sifang Teahouse today to disturb us is really not our original intention, it is really the need of the situation, and we just happened to enter the game." ”

When the male shopkeeper heard this, he shook his head slightly, but even such an action made the old man who had already replied in fright and was ready to flee for his life.

Fortunately, the worst thing didn't happen, and the male shopkeeper just smiled faintly, "The old man's eyes are quite good, and now the situation in the immortal city can be seen more or less." Maybe you didn't hear the old man's question clearly. The male shopkeeper paused as he spoke, "Since this is the case, the old man will repeat it again, and the old man asks why you are all coming to the Sifang Teahouse today, and who are you invited to." ”

Really!

The old man sitting in the center of the teahouse indifferently glanced at the corpse that had fallen not far away, and thought, "Fortunately, Qingsu and Yun'er have left the Immortal City this morning, otherwise there should be a place for them here." ’

The tense atmosphere became more and more intense, and everyone knew that if they could not give an accurate answer to this question, today, the vast majority of the people here would fall here.

After being silent for a long time, the old man sighed lightly and slowly got up, "The junior is the five city lords of Tianming City, and his name is 'Chu Wenhua'." ”

"Oh?" the male shopkeeper glanced at the old man when he heard this, and asked casually, "Tianming City, who is in charge now?"

"Mr. Hui, now the head of the house is the lord of the big city, Luo Tianhai. ”

The male shopkeeper nodded lightly, "Since you stood up, the old man thought you could answer the question?"

Chu Wenhua bowed his head respectfully, "Mr. Hui, the younger generation came to the Sifang Teahouse today, just because a month ago, an invitation that Tianming City could not refuse was served, and the invitation stated that today, Tianming City must send someone here." ”

"Oh. The male shopkeeper slowly stretched out his hand, "The old man thinks, you should have brought an invitation?"

When the words fell, Chu Wenhua had already taken out the invitation card from his chest, put his hands together, and bent down slightly, showing great respect.

The male shopkeeper raised his eyebrows quietly, his fingers moved lightly, the invitation had already arrived in his hand, he flipped wordlessly, just a few lines of words can be seen at a glance, a moment later, he closed the invitation, first glanced at Chu Wenhua, and then faced everyone, "Want to come, you all have this invitation?"

Chu Wenhua stood still, without the approval of the male shopkeeper, he was not willing to take such a risk and sit down rashly.

The rest of the people heard the male shopkeeper's inquiry, and after a little hesitation, they all nodded.

After the male shopkeeper received an affirmative answer, he first coughed lightly, and then laughed as if he was extremely happy. The female shopkeeper on the side stood beside the huge tea stove, smiling pleasantly and not saying a word.

The laughter stopped, and the male shopkeeper first stretched out his hand and slightly motioned for Chu Wenhua to sit down, and then faced the crowd and said slowly, "Perhaps, your arrival is not the original intention, but the old man can understand it." ”

The people present had already guessed the identity of the male shopkeeper, and they also knew that the name of the person who signed the invitation would make the male shopkeeper react with unusual anger and annoyance, but at this moment, it seems that they may be able to escape the catastrophe.

Who would have thought that just when everyone felt that they could breathe a sigh of relief, the male shopkeeper suddenly changed his words and said, "Iron operator Ding three points, in order to take the old man's life, it can be regarded as a lot of effort, cutting meat and giving up half of the family property." Now, hundreds of years later, he has sent you. If the old man didn't send some gifts back today, wouldn't it make the Flood Continent think that the old man had really become a soft persimmon that could be kneaded by anyone. ”

Word by word, like a thousand pounds of boulders, it fell to the ground with a bang. In the crowd of people in the field, the nerves that had just barely relaxed immediately tensed again, and at the same time, the true qi was quietly running.

In the desolate continent, there are hundreds of cities, and between them, each of them is their master, I am afraid that there will never be any friendship. In such a situation, everyone with ghosts in their hearts invariably had the same idea: Thirty-six plans are the best plan, and Fan Buzhen is desperate with this well-known strange old man in the rivers and lakes.

The male shopkeeper's slightly old face, a smile of unknown meaning piled up, and he acted as if he had not seen their actions at all, only to hear him speak again, "You are worry-free, and the old man is not an unreasonable person. ”

The male shopkeeper said and stretched out his hand to the female shopkeeper, "As you can see, the insiders have been working very hard to make tea, and you have to finish the tea before leaving." Otherwise, wouldn't it be a disappointment to the insider's wishes. ”

When everyone heard this, they all glanced at the huge tea stove that couldn't stop steaming, and with just one glance, they knew that if the people present wanted to drink all the tea in the tea stove, I am afraid that not many people would be able to escape today.

To drink, or not to drink. In this situation, it is already a choice that is related to life.

Chu Wenhua moved his gaze back, his eyes looked straight at the male shopkeeper who was still smiling, he knew that not far away, the male shopkeeper who was sitting firmly like Mount Tai would never take back what he said.

So, Chu Wenhua waited, waiting for the reaction of the people beside him.

Time is as slow as someone holding on to it and refusing to let go of it.

The entire teahouse was silent for a while, and the sound of roots falling to the ground could be clearly heard.

Finally, the sound of a wooden chair moving slightly sounded suddenly, and everyone's eyes except the male shopkeeper moved silently to the place where the sound came from.

It was a famous man who had been famous on the Wild Continent for decades, had been living a life without fighting with the world, and had a good reputation.

Chu Wenhua saw that the famous man slowly stood up, first arched his hand towards the male shopkeeper, followed by an unexpected arch towards the female shopkeeper, and then said, "Since this is the case, the junior will do it first." ”

As the words fell, the lid of the huge tea stove was opened silently, and the fat right hand of the female shopkeeper moved slightly, and the hot tea, which seemed to be able to easily melt everything, flew into the ordinary teacup in front of the famous man along her gesture.

The tea water is constantly flowing into the teacups under the eyelids of everyone, and it seems that there is no tendency to stop at all.

For a long time, when some people felt that they had died once, the male shopkeeper's eyelids moved slightly, and the female shopkeeper withdrew in response.

Although it wasn't that he was about to drink the cup of tea, Chu Wenhua couldn't help but wonder if he was ten percent sure if he was going to leave alive when he saw such a scene.

The famous man, seeing that the momentum of the tea entering the cup stopped, immediately reached out and picked up the teacup, not caring about the tea that was still tumbling even after entering the teacup, and opened his mouth to pour it into it like a cow drinking water.

Chu Wenhua could clearly see that with the boiling hot tea in his stomach, the body of the famous man was quickly enveloped by heat, forming a visible heat wave, under such a heat wave, any vain attempt to use true qi to resist was useless. In the blink of an eye, the famous man's bare skin outside the clothes could not stop rolling, and one after another bowl-sized bubbles protruded, constantly increasing, and in the bubbles, there seemed to be flesh and blood boiling.

Rao is as well-informed as Chu Wenhua, and when he saw that scene, his heart still couldn't stop feeling disgusted.

The tea had already entered his throat, and the famous man who had already changed beyond recognition was really hard, even if his body was being cooked, he didn't say a word.

Between breaths, finally, the tea in the small teacup was drunk, the face was completely deformed, disgusting, only a pair of eyes were exposed, and the famous man who could barely be seen slowly and difficult put down the teacup that could no longer be called a hand, but only a lump of meat, and gently arched his hand to the male shopkeeper in pain, step by step, moved and turned around, and the whole body seemed to crawl in the invisible air, little by little, crawling towards the outside of the teahouse.

The male shopkeeper watched the famous man leave with a smile, and his body did not move at all.

The many people who have witnessed a generation of famous people become like that in a moment, in addition to disgust and fear, there is one more thing in their hearts: resistance.

Yes, they have become famous for a long or short time, where can they accept the fate of not making any resistance, and let themselves become that kind of fate, for a while, the momentum of the increase in true qi seems to be incompatible with the air, and there is a subtle sizzling sound.

Chu Wenhua glanced at the famous man who finally walked out of the teahouse and stood in the sun like a ball of meat mud, he was looking carefully, he thought, "That kind of injury may not be completely hopeless." ”

It's better to be injured than to die!

After living to Chu Wenhua's age and experiencing too many unbearable experiences, he has long understood that hypocritical things such as arrogance are far from being as real as life, at least, if he saves his life, there will be countless possibilities in the future.

What's more, Chu Wenhua knew in his heart that the male shopkeeper had already shown mercy to that famous master, otherwise, that person would have to turn into a puddle of mud on the spot.

Thinking of this, Chu Wenhua, who struggled a little in his heart and was ready to endure the pain, resolutely stood up and arched his hand at the male shopkeeper.

So, the boiling tea shot into the teacup again.

Chu Wenhua had trembling hands slightly, picked up the teacup, and he thought: In the end, he can still have the life to go back to see Qingsu and Yun'er.

The teacup is raised, and the tea is about to be eaten.

At this moment, outside the teahouse, a figure that was slightly in a trance in the sun appeared, and a strong voice came out of the man's mouth, only to hear him say, "Old man in the sky, I haven't seen you for many years, don't come unharmed!"