Liu Ju was stunned by Bai Bai's night walking land, and hurriedly spoke:

"Don't be angry, it can't be too simple, you still need to arrange the wedding banquet."

As soon as Bai Baiyi, who heard that the night walking Lu shirked, he was angry and directly pointed at the night walking land with the Gang Evil Sword, his eyes stared viciously at this man with the slightest hint of push, and his lips moved slightly:

"I'll give you three more chances to say a word, or one of them will die today."

Looking at Bai Baiyexing, who was serious and full of murderous aura, Lu immediately said:

"Tomorrow's wedding post, tomorrow's wedding, okay?"

Ye Xinglu, who didn't dare to say three sentences, finished it all in one sentence, lest he make a move.

As soon as he heard Bai Bai, who was smiling, he directly brought red paper and ink pen, and then took out the things used in the marriage from the mustard seeds to arrange them.

Hugh Yan and Yu Feixiang helped with a smile on their faces, but they didn't speak, a woman's mind must still be better understood by a woman. Night Xinglu sat alone in front of the bookcase and began to write invitations one by one, the handwriting was quite good, obviously the pen and ink work of the years of beating had not fallen, and now it was just time to use.

Ye Xinglu, who lowered his head and concentrated on the pen, sighed slightly and said:

"A woman's heart, a needle under the sea~~"

No, Bai Bai, who heard Ye Xing Lu speak, didn't like it, ran over angrily, slapped him in the face, and then went to work on other things again.

The nocturnal Lu who didn't dare to speak obediently put down the pen~

On the martial arts arena in the night mansion, the man who was sleeping was called up by Xiu Yan to arrange the tables and chairs, and he didn't dare to slack off for a moment.

When the time came, Ye Xinglu, who had written the wedding card, was ready to get up and send the wedding card to the family, but he didn't want to go out as soon as he saw that all the cultivators in Jindui City were in the courtyard, and hurriedly handed them out one by one.

Wu Jin looked at the night walking Lu who was busy working alone and said:

"Enough drink~"

Immediately, hundreds of jars of poured immortals were taken out of the mustard seeds. Holding snacks in his hand, he took out the Seven Holy Wine, and with a little in his hand, he saw green worms coming out of the wine gourd and running into the various wine jars.

Zhang Huaiyu, who received the wedding card, looked at Yexing Lu and said:

"Isn't there still a dish~, let me come."

A single floating nocturnal land, not wanting everyone to contribute, prepared everything before dawn.

At this time, Xiuxiu and Ruan Xi had already picked up the three girls and went to Phoenix Pavilion to dress up~

The rare Yi Qingfeng, Xie Wenyu, and Hua Yuesha also arrived early and helped at will. Luo Xisheng and Yu Ling'er had already sat together early, waiting quietly.

I have never felt that the day is such a long night and I am at a loss, at this time I am already wearing a red robe and squatting in the courtyard with flowers on my chest~

Looking at the nocturnal Lu with a bitter face, Zhang Huaiyu felt as if he had found the same kind, ran over and squatted beside the nocturnal Lu and said earnestly:

"Look at it, that's how I came here."

Yi Qingfeng, who was on the other side of the courtyard, looked at the two of them and snickered, and after a while, he ran over and squatted down, and said:

"If you want to open up a little, I'll watch you come too."

Zhang Huaiyu and Ye Xinglu, who were also dressed in red robes, stared at Yi Qingfeng with four eyes~ Yi Qingfeng, who coughed slightly, re-spoke:

"If you want to open a little, that's how I came here."

At this time, Xiuxiu, Ruan Xi, Gu Huolong, Xie Wenyu, Hua Yuexi, Yu Ling'er, Qin Sang, Liang Qingshui, Wu Xiaomei, and Shi Qian, who was gradually flowering in the phantom skin iron rain, were all hiding in the Phoenix Pavilion to help the three girls dress up.

Everything is ready, just wait for the good day.

The auspicious time has arrived, and the night travel Lu went to pick up the three daughters, returned to the willow house, and worshiped the heaven and earth, which was considered a gift.

During the banquet, Gao Xiu was full of drinking constantly, and Zhang Huaiyu, who showed his hand again, was full of joy and did not have the slightest concern~

It took 1,300 years to enter the Heavenly Immortals and reach the peak of the Heavenly Immortals. At this time, everyone understood why Bai Bai was in such a hurry.

The war is near, time is tight, and there is no retreat or cultivation.

Xu Dongsheng looked at Yexinglu, who was being drunk at this time, and said:

"What a horrible family."

Liang Shimizu smiled:

"It's all good~"

Wu Jin was holding the wine jar and constantly looking for someone to touch the altar, and it was at this time that a sentence that woke up the cultivators was born:

"Why do you hold the bowl and drink it with a jar?"

Xiao Mubai, who laughed when he heard it, also took the jar wine in his hand to drink with Wu Jin, and Xiao Mubai also said:

"Whoever sows is a dog."

"Okay."

Wu Jin agreed.

On the battlefield, the iron-armed dragon who had been beaten had just picked up the bowl and was about to drink, and listened to the words of the two

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, this bowl couldn't be held up, so he directly took the jar of wine and ran to the two of them and said:

"First of all, I will pay tribute to the two brothers."

Xiao Mubai's face was stunned, and he thought in his heart, the good boy is coming to take revenge, so there is a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

No, Xiao Mubai hasn't replied yet. Wu Jin said directly:

"Okay, refreshed."

Xiao Mubai looked at Wu Jin, who was directly pouring the altar, the corners of his eyes twitched, he recognized the planting, and also mentioned the wine altar and poured it.

After the two of them finished drinking, Xiao Mubai, who had a wine burp, looked at the iron-armed dragon and wanted to speak, so he preemptively interrupted and said:

"The toast will be waived, and my brother will accompany you to drink a few."

Wu Jin laughed endlessly on the side, and then mentioned the altar wine and touched Xiao Mubai, and the two of them met the iron-winged dragon at the same time.

Looking at the three people who seemed to be crazy, all the cultivators laughed, and they were not afraid that the three of them would drink badly, this wine contained several elixirs, and there was a trace of the Seven Holy Wine, even if it was over-drinking, it would only condense the power of the wine in the body and not damage the body.

The iron-armed dragon with a jar of wine in his stomach was already drunk, swaying, faint in front of his eyes, his face was red, and the wine burped~

Xiao Mubai, who still wanted to fill another jar, didn't want to be at this time, and the iron-armed dragon had already staggered back to the Phantom Skin Stone Rush, sat down, and was drunk.

Xiao Mubai glanced at it, slightly disdainfully stretched out his left hand that did not hold the wine jar to the iron arm that had already sat down, clenched it into a fist, his thumb was slightly bent over the little finger of his index finger, he squinted one eye, and said with a smile on the corner of his mouth:

"Xiao'er~Wine~Liang'er."

Shi Qian, who ate Zhang Huaiyu's cooking dishes for the first time, exclaimed, it was rare to eat such delicious dishes in the sect or in Jade City, and at this time, his eyebrows were fluttering, and he didn't want to go to the side to pour wine.

Shi Qian, who reacted, just looked up and saw the provocative Xiao Mubai, so he swallowed the food in his mouth, took a few jars of wine and walked to Xiao Mubai and Wu Jin, who were fighting for wine.

Phantom Skin Stone stared at the two men who were fighting for wine, one white and one green, and said angrily:

"There is no good thing, today I will let you see what Tarzan is."

Immediately, the altar touched the wine jar of Xiao Mubai and Wujin, and a woman and two men began to fight for wine. The people were happy and kept coaxing, but Ren Feng hugged two jars of wine, brought a table of dishes and ran to the city wall to drink with Bingsheng.

Ren Feng looked at Bing Sheng, who drank less, and said with his eyes closed:

"What you dragged me to do is done, today you just drink, and I will come to see the city."

The words are very soft~, very warm, completely different from the cold man before.

Bing Sheng laughed, and then he had no worries~

The cultivators on the table were still happy at first, and they didn't want to be dumbfounded for a moment, the three of them had already drunk three jars of wine in a row, Wu Jin brought a hint of wine, Xiao Mubai was also slightly upset, and the phantom skin stone was still holding the altar continuously.

After another moment of effort, Wu Jin, who had already drunk the seventh jar of wine, was still the first to lose, and then Xiao Mubai and Phantom Skin Stone drove a man and a woman to drink constantly.

When he drank the rising Phantom Skin Stone, he took off one sleeve directly, stepped on the stool with one foot and continued to drink with Xiao Mubai.

All the cultivators were shocked, and Xu Dongsheng said with a wry smile on his face:

"Who said that women are inferior to men, this is too fierce."

Moreover, Xiao Mubai, who was already drunk, was also defeated, and at this time, Shi Qian, who was gradually flowering in the phantom skin iron rain, directly stretched out his hands and compared Xiao Mubai's gesture just now to the two of them, squinted his eyes, and the corners of his mouth rose and said:

"Child~~Wine~~Quantity~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Ye Xinglu, who didn't know how to mobilize the atmosphere at all, watched the three of them fight for wine, and laughed happily.

Now, it is getting dark, and no one has left the night house with the night lights lit, and all the cultivators are enjoying a moment of tranquility in the midst of the war, each with their own experiences.

There is a way that there is wine today and drunk today, and tomorrow will be sad tomorrow~ What does it have to do with today.

I don't want to be in Liuju at this time, Bai Bai, who has not lifted his hijab after a few hours, is angry again, and the sound of a roar comes from Liuju~

Xu Dongsheng didn't think about it, so he directly dodged to the side of Yexinglu and lifted Yexinglu and threw it into Liuju, and then returned to the courtyard to drink.

At this time, Zhang Huaiyu, who was already drunk, also withdrew with Xiuxiu, Ruan Xi, and Gu Huolong~

The drunk Wu Jin also staggered back to Bing's house under Qin Sang's support, and Bing Wu and Wu Xiaomei left the scene after following Wu Jin's steps.

The phantom skin stone, who played the role of a heroine among women, is now also drunk, and helps the already drunk iron arm to return to the resting place of the iron family.

Yi Qingfeng drank a few bowls less, and then did not drink again, and at this time, Yi Qingfeng, who had already begun to push up two volumes, also returned to Yinque Tower with Xie Wenyu and Hua Yuexi.

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After the cultivators left, the barbarians silently began to clean up the tables, chairs, dishes and chopsticks, and said with a slight frown:

"What should the name of the man's woman be?"

This problem has been bothered for a long time, and there is no solution to it~

Yexinglu, who was thrown into Liuju, looked at the three girls sitting on the couch at this time, and was confused, so he hurriedly walked over, ready to slowly lift the hijab, and didn't want to be in vain, so he got up directly and grabbed Yexinglu and scolded:

"Mother-in-law, mother-in-law, is it a man? Hurry up~"

Hearing Bai Bai's opening, he quickly lifted the hijab of the third girl. Ye Xinglu, who still wanted to speak, didn't want to say anything, so he was dragged up by Bai Bai, the two girls shook their heads with a smile and then sat down at the table together, Bai Bai said:

"Drink a glass of wine~"

After the four of them were drunk, Ye Xinglu, who was still about to speak, didn't expect Bai Bai to directly extinguish the happy candle with his hand, and threw it on the show couch.

Bai Bai's face was blushing, and he said slightly cowardly:

「***～」

There is a saying that the Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold. It's okay here, so it's not convenient to talk about it in detail.

The Phantom Skin Stone, who returned to the Tie Family's resting place, glanced at the firewood room where the iron arm frightened the dragon resting on weekdays, and did not push it open, but pushed away his usual resting place.

Slowly helped the iron-winged dragon to the phantom skin stone in front of the couch, and with a little hand, he widened the coat of the iron-winged dragon's shoes, and then put it down and slept on the bed.

Phantom Skin Shi, who was sitting on the edge of the couch in a daze, looked at the man in front of him with a hint of stupidity, martial arts, and alcohol, and couldn't help but feel a little stupid.

Yes, although it can't do anything, but if you look closely, the iron-armed dragon should be regarded as a beautiful man among the barbarians, with strong but not exaggerated muscles, a face like a knife, a slightly majestic face, although not a jade-faced scholar, handsome and chic, but also heroic and extraordinary.

The Phantom Skin Stone that drank more than a dozen jars of poured immortals in a row did not use the true yuan in the body to force wine, but relied on the amount of alcohol that had been practiced for thousands of years, and it was not a problem to drink two juniors who were less than a child.

If it is an ordinary poured fairy, it is estimated that it will be difficult to catch up with the stone, but unfortunately there are still willow weeping seven holy wine insects in the poured fairy this time~

Now that the wine is on the top, his mind is in a hurry with a little chaotic phantom skin stone, and he doesn't dare to transport the true yuan in Jindui City, so he can't help but feel a little slack, unable to suppress the wine, and dozing off.

I didn't want to, but Shi Gan, who had been asleep for a while, suddenly opened his eyes with tears in his eyes, looking at the iron arm who was already drunk at this time

Shocking Dragon, he shed his clothes and jewelry, and slowly followed~

With tears in his mouth, he said:

"Dragon~"

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The shopkeeper of a wine store is a man who is slightly bent over his waist, and there is a guy named Shi Wenjin under his hand, who is only twelve or thirteen years old.

A few years ago, the black city and the elephant white dragon attacked and killed Xiao Xiu who resisted, among them was Shi Wenjin's parents, who didn't want to die without blocking a round, and since then Shi Wenjin has become an orphan~

Shi Wenjin, who was taught a few words by his parents when he was young, is literate and can also count. Shi Wenjin, who was unable to make a living, began to keep accounts for the shopkeeper of a wine store since he was eight years old, and he carried wine to each family every day, ten coppers a day.

He lived so lonely, every year on Qingming, Ghost Day, and the 11th day, he took a day off, bought yellow paper, sake, incense, cakes, and fruits on the street, and went to the grave alone to burn paper, and there have been four so far.

With the resumption of the war, Shi Wenjin couldn't sleep at night, so he ran alone to the place where he sat quietly with his knees crossed in front of his parents' graves.

It is not difficult to find that there is a small pit next to the grave of my parents, and there is a small mound next to the small pit that is not too high. It seems that it has been dug for a long time, and the pit is now dry.

A few years ago, Shi Wenjin, who had just arrived at a wine store, once asked the shopkeeper a question.

Say, is there really a place after a person dies?

The shopkeeper is back, and there is.

Shi Wenjin asked again, is the paper money used after death?

The shopkeeper returned, yes.

Since then, Shi Wenjin has prepared two pieces of paper money every year, one for his parents and one for himself, fearing that if he dies and has no one to pay tribute to, he will not be reincarnated.

This burn is the scene of a few years.

Shi Wenjin, who is in his teens, is thin and thin, and he is afraid that he is only sixty or seventy pounds, his face is pale, and he is malnourished at a glance, and his hair is yellow, and he knows that he is congenital kidney qi deficiency.

Shi Wenjin, who has been struggling in the world for several years, is sad and unwilling to mention it to others, so he rarely speaks, even if he goes to work every day, he does accounts, and he goes to deliver wine, and rarely chats with the shopkeeper.

Shi Wenjin, who had been sitting alone on the grave for a few hours, got up and patted the soil on his pants, and returned to his home in Jindui City, and said:

"It's time to go to bed, and I've got to work tomorrow."

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