Chapter 6, just use some routines
In the blink of an eye, the metaphor is already three years old, this three-year-old child is not ordinary, the primary magic is handy, and the height is far beyond that of children of the same age. Reaching an astonishing 1.2 meters, although the strength is not as good as that of adults, but the objects of 100 catties can already be resisted on the shoulders, the character is gentle, polite, Wuhou Mansion is not like the general nobles, the subordinates are slaves, even if they treat real slaves are also generous and benevolent, so this young marquis is more like a friend to the servants in the Hou Mansion, and the subordinates in the Hou Mansion often call the young Hou Ye a little monster, a little monster little monster, even if the metaphor is heard, it is also a smile, and pinched the waist, milk in the milk said, wait for me to grow up, I will become a big monster, and Yin Zhong heard others say that his son is a little monster, but he is still complacent, this is not himself when he was a child!
In the evening, in the glorious banquet hall, the room full of magic lamps was shining, dozens of waiters were serving food and wine to the dining table, there were five people sitting on the huge table, it was Marquis Wu who was in the middle, and on his left side sat the first magician in the mainland, the Hundred Battles Soul Saint Di Yang, and on the right hand was the Hundred Battle Saint with the title of Sword Saint, Shi Jie Sword, this person was blue-clothed, white-haired, slender, facing sharp edges, long eyebrows, thin lips, and restrained breath, not at all like a cultivator, At the end of the table sat a three-year-old child, and a seven-year-old boy, the three-year-old child was a metaphor, and the seven-year-old boy was the adopted son of the Sword of Relief, Bai Douyan.
The wine and food were all together, and Yin Zhong picked up the wine glass and looked for the sword to touch the wine, "Come on, sword man, we haven't seen each other for a long time, we should have a few glasses, I know that you are good wine, but I took out all my ancestral shock wine." ”
"Humph! The dog's mouth can't spit out ivory, hidden sledgehammer, what's a good thing? Took out all the ancestral shock wine? The world's No. 1 wine? Shake the wine? "Sniff~~~" Hmm! Sure enough, sure enough, it turns out that the best wine on the road is really not bragging, strong enough, fragrant enough, pure enough, hahahaha, come, I'll have a few glasses with you to see if your amount of wine is still as big as before. ”
Di Yang covered his mouth and smiled, and picked up the wine glass, "You two are really not serious, you have lived for thousands of years, and you still speak so out of tune, this child is still on the table, why can't you talk well?" ”
"Brother and sister, it's not that I said this sledgehammer, everyone knows that I use a sword, but the name of this sword man, that is, he dares to shout, change to someone else, hum..."
"Yes, big brother, I will take my husband to compensate you." After that, Di Yang drank the wine in the cup in one gulp.
"Well, my brother and sister still drink so well, it's much better than this sledgehammer."
Yin Zhong picked up the wine glass and drank it all proudly, "Hey, I said swordsman, don't talk nonsense, I'm fighting with you today, don't look at your strength is stronger than me, but compared to this amount of wine, ten you can't compare to myself." ”
The Sword of Liberation picked up the wine glass, took a sip of his stomach, and exhaled a breath of wine, "The words you say are as big as your hammer, who is afraid of whom?" ”
As the banquet progressed, several jars of fine wine were eaten, and the sound of laughter was endless, and at the right time, a group of dancing girls Yingying walked into the house, singing a small song, playing musical instruments, what a beautiful scenery.
This drinking is drinking, the metaphor and Bai Douyan are children, full of wine and food and have nothing to do, the metaphor of the little eyes turned, and the idea came.
Jumped off the dining table and ran to Bai Dou Yan and grabbed Bai Dou Yan's hand, "Brother, do you dare to play tricks on me?" ”
Bai Douyan frowned, "You doll, what is something that I dare not do." ”
The metaphor covered his mouth and snickered, "Go, brother, follow me!" ”
What the hell did the two little kids have in mind? See you back!