"Who are you?"

Mu Jie's head was a little dizzy, and he looked at the figure in front of him that was constantly shaking, and asked suspiciously. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It's not that he's drunk and pretending to be confused.

Even when he was really conscious, he categorically didn't recognize this guy who suddenly appeared.

"I'm Shen Ling. ”

"No. 10 on the list of strong people in Zhou City!"

Shen Ling frowned slightly, held his head high, and looked down at the drunkard in front of him.

He has enough qualifications to be proud, and he has enough capital to look down on anyone.

As the tenth powerhouse, he was worshiped throughout the city. Even those top wealthy families have to give three points in the face of him.

After all, this ranking is more than just a halo. It is even more of a certification that he is a super genius who is very likely to step into the king in the future!

But it's a pity.

The pastoral world doesn't eat him.

"Shen Ling, what's that?"

"What's that list?"

Mu Jie squinted, glanced at Shen Ling with contempt, then shook his head, and raised the wine barrel in his hand again: "Don't disturb me to drink!"

He seemed to be really drunk, and he just felt like something was spinning.

But in the body, it is extremely hot.

The demon soul wine entered his throat and was stored in his viscera, constantly burning and flowing, like a violently rushing magma, igniting every part of his body, not even letting go of the bloodline divine power, all of which were filled with an incomparably fiery aura.

The pastoral world only feels.

I'm really going to burn up.

Especially the left hand, the right hand, the left foot, the right foot and the dantian.

The imprint on it, which was originally imprinted under the skin, bloomed and shone wantonly, as if it had turned into a blazing fireball, scorching him madly.

It's hot!

So thirsty!

The Demon Soul Wine is really weird.

The more you drink, the thirstier you get, but the more thirsty you get, the more you want to drink.

The pastoral world was another bucket, and he didn't even look at Shen Ling.

"What a guts!"

Shen Ling's face suddenly turned cold, and his eyes were like sharp knives, slashing back and forth on Mu Jie's body.

He really didn't expect that his opponent would be such an alcoholic.

This is the person who makes the city lord care? This is the peerless genius who has been rumored to be boiling recently?

Are you kidding!

It's just this kind of thing, and it's worth my hands?

Shen Ling's expression became colder and colder.

He only felt his glory tarnished.

The tenth master on the list of dignified powerhouses was actually sent to deal with such an idiot drunkard...

Disgrace.

Shame!

"I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you. ”

Snorted coldly, Shen Ling's tone was full of disdain: "Either you cut yourself here now, and you can still leave a whole corpse!" Or, you will be killed by me, and there will be no ashes left at that time!"

As soon as these words came out, the audience was in an uproar.

No one thought that Shen Ling appeared here to challenge the pastoral world!

It's incredible!

Shen Ling's prestige has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. And although the pastoral world has soared in fame recently, it is a novice rookie after all.

Whether it is strength or fame, there is more than a difference between the two.

Even, there is no comparison at all!

Why did he do it?

Just to bully people?

"Shen Ling, you're too much!"

At the critical moment, Lan Yun stood up and stood in front of the pastoral world: "Don't say that the pastoral world is drunk now, even if you are not drunk, you are the tenth on the list of strong people, and you are embarrassed to bully a newcomer?"

Lan Yun's senses in the pastoral world are very good, and a large part of the reason why the other party is drunk like this is due to his brother, and he can't shrink at this time.

Of course.

The Lan family has a good prestige now, even if it is Shen Ling, he has to sell a little face. Unless he really didn't want to mix in the spirit world, he would never dare to do anything to himself.

So he didn't hesitate to stand up.

A sneer appeared on Shen Ling's face, and he glanced at Lan Yun: "Lan Yun, don't take yourself too seriously." Don't say that the Lan family is not as strong as before, even if it is still strong, it will not be your turn to be presumptuous in front of me. ”

Speaking of this, he suddenly shouted: "Mu Jie, have you thought about it? Are you self-defeating? or will you be killed by me?"

The pastoral world, which was looking confused, suddenly heard a thunderbolt in his ears, and suddenly regained a trace of clarity.

"Self-cut?"

"Killed?"

Qingming in the blink of an eye, and in an instant, it was overwhelmed by blazing flames.

The pastor only felt that the flames in his body were even better, and he was almost about to burn his own. And the hunger and thirst in his mouth were even stronger, and he almost subconsciously lifted the wine barrel in his hand, raised his face and cooed, and drank the rest of the wine in one go.

The cold drink, running down his neck and through his skin, finally dissipated the heat that was almost burning a little.

Followed by.

He raised his head, his eyes widened, and he continued to scorn Shen Ling: "What are you, let me beat me?" Isn't Zhou Cheng like this, any cat or dog dares to run out?"

“...”

Hearing this, the hall that was originally in an uproar suddenly fell silent.

No one could have imagined that the pastoral world would say such a thing.

What is it...

A cat, a dog...

The dignified Shen Ling, the direct disciple of the wealthy nobles, and the peerless genius in the top ten in Buzhou City, was so ignored...

The expression on Shen Ling's face froze on his face.

Think about it.

I don't know how long it has been since someone dared to talk to themselves like that!

"You're really looking for death!"

Holding back the shame and anger in his heart, Shen Ling gritted his teeth and shouted directly: "See you in the martial arts field, I want you to know the gap between us!"

He was genuinely angry.

It's a pity.

It's not there yet.

"You said you were going to go?"

"Master, I won't go!"

The pastor casually threw the wine barrel in his hand, his face full of contempt.

At this moment, Shen Ling was completely crazy.

He only felt that the guy in front of him was so hateful that he even wondered if this bastard was really drunk or fake.

What drunkard could be so shrewd?

"Don't you dare?"

Although he was angry, Shen Ling finally did not lose his cool and endured his anger.

"I never trade at a loss. ”

The pastoral world shook his head.

"What do you want?"

Shen Ling immediately asked.

He thought simply, as long as he could go to the challenge field, this bastard would have absolutely no way to live.

"Hmm..."

Mu Jie shook his head and turned his head to look around, he vaguely remembered that he was looking for someone.

Oh yes!

"I'm looking for the city lord!"

"If you can let me see him, I'll fight you. ”

Mu Jie laughed.

"Humph!"

"Is it true that the lord of the city can see you if you want to?"

Shen Ling's face was full of contempt.

But as soon as he said that, he sensed that something was wrong, and the bastard, although drunk, was clearly still very shrewd. If you don't get him to accept the challenge, won't you be able to complete your mission...

"Still. ”

"If you can defeat me, you will be able to meet the lord of the city. ”

"The top ten on the list of strong people are qualified to meet the city lord and receive his guidance. ”

Shen Ling immediately spoke again.

"Oh?"

"That's good. ”

The pastor nodded.

"Hmph, let's go!"

Shen Ling didn't talk nonsense and left first.

As the largest palace in Buzhou City, Tai'an Palace naturally has a challenge field inside. Although it is not as big as the one outside, the prohibition above is obviously more powerful.

The battle between the two soon attracted the attention of countless people.

One side is a peerless genius who has been famous for many years and is known as the most promising to enter the royal path, and Buzhou City ranks tenth.

One is a newly debuted demon, breaking various records, triggering visions of heaven and earth, and rushing to the first place on the list of famous artists the fastest.

This battle is really interesting.

...

On the side, I don't know when, two figures appeared.

One is a man in black, the other is a shadow.

The two appeared silently, sat together by themselves, and ate and drank leisurely.

"Shen Ling's appearance here should be the order of the city lord. It seems that this little guy has already attracted the attention of the city lord!"

The man in black looked at the two who left and muttered softly.

"You don't know that the city lord is particularly interested in geniuses, especially young geniuses. ”

"This guy can trigger the vision of heaven and earth, and this alone is enough to make the city lord care. ”

Shadow nodded.

"Who do you look like?"

The black-clothed man's name is Lao Yi, and as a veteran of the second strongest in Buzhou City, he naturally knows the Tao here, so he couldn't help but ask with a smile.

"It's hard to say. ”

The shadow is named Moromi II and is ranked third.

"Oh?"

"And what else you can't see?"

Lao Yi couldn't help frowning.

"If it was before, I would definitely be optimistic about Shen Ling. ”

"Although he is easily angry and arrogant, he has a lot of strength there. ”

"But now, I think it's more interesting in that pastoral world. ”

Moromi said softly.

"How?"

Ask again.

"He drank the Demon Soul Wine!"

"You should know that it's the magic wine brewed by the lord of the castle himself..."

Moromi II whispered.

Lao Yi was slightly stunned, and then his face changed: "How much did he drink?"

Moromi didn't answer, his eyes wandering around, as if he was sure of something. After a while, he said slowly: "Thirteen altars..."

The brand was dumbfounded, and the expression was completely frozen on the face, as if it had seen a ghost.

Demon Soul Wine, Thirteen Altars...

Oh my God, this guy, is he still human?

It's good wine, but it's not your average wine. Ever since the Demon Soul Wine was born, I've never heard of anyone being able to drink ten jars...

And at this moment, in a corner.

Lan Mo, who was already unconscious after drinking four jars, was paralyzed there like rotten meat.

...

The pastoral world only felt that his whole body was burning.

Skin, muscles, internal organs, meridians, blood...

Everything in the body is like bathing in flames, burning fiercely. Even he saw things as if he was in the distortion of the heat wave, blurry.

Good strong wine.

It's hot!

Mu Jie looked at Shen Ling not far away dimly, his body was flushed, as if he was really about to burn.

And in the midst of this heat, he clearly felt a crazy pleasure inexplicably emerging from the deepest part of his body.

That feeling.

It's as if something wants to break through the confines of flesh and blood and break free from the unknown world.

He had a faint intuition that what he was struggling with was very important to him. But the strong smell of wine made him a little confused, and he couldn't tell the difference.

The other side.

The killing intent on Shen Ling's body was completely undisguised, and he released his own coldness and sharpness to the fullest.

It's time to challenge the field!

The life and death of the other party are completely under their control.

This battle.

From the beginning, the end was already preordained.

He smiled coldly, and looked at the pastoral world as if he were looking at a dead man.

Take a step.

Step by step, he walked towards the pastoral realm without hurrying.

That gesture, that movement.

It is clearly a strong man who is full of confidence and has a chance to win!