It is rumored that there was once a person in Daliang who owned three cyan signatures of Dujia Dukang wine.

Once one day, he threw a hundred gold, drank a hundred catties of wine at a time, and got drunk.

In Luoyang, the eastern capital, the hero saves the beauty from the hands of hooligans, and takes the beauty to climb the tall building at night, spending the moon before the moon.

And for today's pole beaters, there is really a bit of a New Year's feeling.

An epic drama is being staged in the black market on the outskirts of Chang'an: Chen Liu, the alternate copper pole hitter, molested the deputy marshal of the pole hitter on the street. This play can be said to be unprecedented, and it is estimated that there will be no one in the future.

Even until this moment, he looked drunkenly at some familiar women in front of him, and exclaimed:

"The girl is really like an older sister I know."

Mo Mei looked at Chen Liu in front of her playfully, and was also interested in having fun.

She gave up sweeping directly with one foot and let Chen Liu try the taste of chickens and eggs, but let him pose as a hooligan and tease herself.

Hearing Chen Liu's shouting, Mo Meiye took the opportunity to ask:

"Oh? What do you think of that eldest sister? ”

"Looks, you say? I think it's pretty good. ”

More is more, less is less, there is no burden and regret.

"What about temperament?"

"How...... An exterminator who has no feelings. ”

Just as Mo Mei was about to break Chen Liu's hand holding her chin with a direct move, Chen Liu said the next sentence:

"But it's pretty good."

At the end of these words, I only heard the few kidney deficiency boys who were kicked away hurriedly shouting to the thugs who came to help:

"Eat dry rice! Give it to me! ”

However, of course, the three wine bags and rice bags didn't know that the thugs were not up, but that they were given a whole body by a coercion that could not determine the source, and they couldn't move.

In the eyes of other onlookers, this senior master is the senior master who "seems to be drunk", and it is categorically impossible to be a weak woman who was still being bullied by three gentlemen a moment ago.

"I said that he could not be offended."

"At first glance, he is pretending to be drunk, fishing law enforcement...... It can't be him......"

"That's hard to say......"

A group of people were gossiping about Chen Liu's true identity.

And the fisherman with the broken fishing rod back then, hundreds of years later, is still fresh in his memory.

The rod beaters hidden in the shadows are also making bets, betting on what will happen to Chen Liu.

Hold the beauty? Categorically impossible.

"Let's bet he'll break a few ribs."

As for Chen Liu himself, he still can't figure out the situation.

There is only one thought in my heart, that is, this Du Kang wine is really strong.

Who is in front of you, who is in your heart, you can pay for your dreams.

"It can be said that there is wine today and drunk today, and tomorrow will be sad tomorrow."

Chen Liu let go of his flirtatious fingers, and with a direct wave of his hand, he used the attack power that Momei secretly lent Chen Liu for a moment, and fanned the thugs who had been suppressed with one move.

"It's not the winter solstice yet, how can you make dumplings? I don't eat coriander! ”

It's just that Chen Liu, who was staring in a daze, still didn't feel half awake.

arrogantly took Mo Mei's hand that had not been touched for hundreds of years, and muttered in his mouth:

"I'm drunk and sleepy, can you go with me? Talented and beautiful, but just like the white-clothed prime minister. ”

“……”

Mo Mei looked at the wanton paw, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

At this time, the high-level black market leaders who found that the children of the family had been beaten and all the thugs had been wiped out finally couldn't bear it anymore and showed up in person.

"I don't know who Daoyou is?"

There were three people who appeared, one fat and one thin, and an old man, probably an elder from the family.

As soon as they appeared, they arched their hands to Chen Liu and asked.

"Who? I? ”

Chen Liu was still ignorant at first, but more vaguely felt that the hand he was holding was a little hard and a little painful.

Although he didn't know what he was doing, how could he give away what he had in his hand at will? So, he got up.

Hearing the three cowering people shouting at them several times, Chen Liu casually agreed.

Mo Mei was hesitating at the moment, whether to simply beat Chen Liu's dog paw into two pieces.

"Say my name and it will surprise you. Listen, I'm Lingling General Xing Daorong! ”

As soon as Chen Liu said this, everyone fell silent.

Where is this Lingling? Where did this Xing Daorong come from?

General, Daliang has not had the title of general for hundreds of years.

Even Mo Mei was stunned, and the force of pinching his hand was much smaller.

"What else does this kid have that I don't know about?"

Naturally, no one knew that Chen Liu was casually talking about Hu Qin, so they all felt unclear.

The same is true of the three top executives of the black market.

They hadn't heard of General Lingling, let alone Xing Daorong, but since the other party dared to be presumptuous here, they must have it.

"Then I don't know why Xing Daoyou got angry and injured my children and disciples?"

The tall, thin man looked more respectful and respectful, and asked.

Chen Liu learned that Suo Suo said drunken words that no one could understand, and then said something clear:

"Your home? Who is your family? ”

Clearly feeling that the other party was entertaining himself, the tall and thin man still pressed the grumpy fat man, and after nodding to the old man, he explained:

"We are the three major families who preside over this place, the three families of Lin, Jiang, and Luo. If it is a Taoist friend to appreciate the light, it is better to go down to the clan to gather in the clan to the friendship of all guests and hosts. ”

"Lead the way."

Chen Liu happily agreed.

As for what the other party thinks? Does it matter? Anyway, this Du Kang wine told him that it didn't matter.

The representatives of the three major families listened to it, and they were more sure of the identity of Chen Liu Gaoren.

Knowing that they obviously had ulterior motives, they went to the meeting alone.

Either you are a fool, or you are very confident in your own strength.

Looking at the current situation, it is clear that it will not be the former.

"Please."

The tall and thin man bowed down to lead.

Chen Liu let go of his hand casually, let go of Mo Mei's hand again, and strode forward.

Mo Mei and the surrounding rod beaters who knew Chen Liu's details were stunned.

The deputy marshal is not here, Chen Liu really plans to go into the tiger's den?

After all, Mo Mei remembered Feng Shuai's instructions, and she was also Chen Liu's martial arts master, so she had to catch up and walk side by side with Chen Liu.

"Yo, where did you come from, girl, give the uncle a smile?"

“……”

Chen Liu seemed to have forgotten what had happened before in an instant, and did exactly what he wanted, and began to show the temperament of a hooligan again.

Probably for as long as I can remember, except for ...... Mo Mei has never been so angry.

The last one who dared to talk to her like this was already three inches tall.

However, for the sake of being handsome, she endured it.

Forced smile, skin smile and meat do not smile.

Chen Liu only felt that the girl in front of him was smiling a little reluctantly, so he bared his big teeth to show her how to laugh.

“…… When you wake up, I wonder if you'll be able to laugh! ”

Mo Mei can't learn after all.

If it weren't for her original plan to sneak into these families and have fun, otherwise everyone present now would be seriously injured if they didn't die.

This kind of dedication to the original plan made her not go away in an instant, but as if she had become Chen Liu's maid.

……

When Chen Liu and Mo Mei walked awkwardly into the depths of the black market like this, Feng Shuai, who was thousands of miles away, laughed a little:

"Sure enough, it's a good idea for me to throw Chen Liu to Momei. Interesting, really funny. ”

As for the waves of sand with a tin box around him, he was not at all interested in it.

Ever since he got the idea and rough drawings of the "nuclear" explosive from Qin Tianjian, he has devoted himself to it.

It's just that although the principle is very simple, it is difficult to do.

Lang Taosha has been studying for a long time, and it is only according to this idea that the original explosive power has been increased a little.

"That thing, I discussed it with the old fellow. In a short period of time, it is certainly impossible to make it. But if you can achieve one-third of that effect, you can be promoted to the second grade. ”

Feng Shuai said this, but Lang Taosha turned a deaf ear.

He was single-minded in trying to achieve that effect.

If he succeeds, he will be the first to be thrown into the Qin Heavenly Prison......

Lang Taosha thought about it, and still asked:

"The witch god seems to be different?"

"Realized? You don't know that much after all. The old guy probably didn't tell you about it either. If the witch god was complete, I wouldn't be able to come here directly. But I don't know exactly what his condition is. As for the reason for his strangeness? It's because ...... Confucianism. ”

When Lang Taosha heard this name, he was also surprised.

In this world, in addition to Daozun and Buddha, there are still unclear supervisors and commanders, and it seems that only this legendary Confucian holy teacher, the head of the Temple of Literature, can compete with the witch god.

However, for Lang Taosha, this news is also said to be listened to, and let it go, and he asked Feng Shuai another question in the next sentence.

"The warden and you, does anyone know who wrote the drawing?"

Hearing this, Feng Shuai shook his head and replied:

"It's not yet time for him to show up."

"Okay, let me know when the time comes, I'm going to discuss it with him."

Since he got this recipe for "nuclear" explosives, Lang Taosha's temperament seems to be much more stable, and the prison is also relieved in Chang'an.

However, they hadn't been sitting here for long before the Northern Barbarian Witch Clan, who were in hot pursuit, caught up again.

"Let's go."

Feng Shuai shook his sleeves, and a huge tornado was set off in all directions. Lang Taosha then set off a small cannon battle, blowing up a small mushroom cloud.

Then the two disappeared, leaving only the chasing soldiers behind them.

"Great Wuxian, it's not a way to go on like this."

A group of people stopped at the place where Feng Shuai and the two had stopped, full of irritability.

They didn't know why the commander of the big beam pole man suddenly set his sights on the Beiban, and he was running around, making some small moves all day long.

They can only look at their leader.

At the front of the line, a young man led everyone.

He was dressed in a wide wizard's robe, purple with flowing patterns embroidered with flowing patterns, and his face was painted with black and red gluttonous lines.

The Aoki scepter in his hand represents the supreme authority of the entire Northern Barbarian wizards.

He is one of the three great witches of the Northern Barbarians, and he is dead.

Although he is a young man, he has actually spent 600 years.

He sighed faintly and only replied with one sentence:

"When the catastrophe comes, everything will be reckoned. No matter how he acts, it will be difficult to defeat the number of days after all, just wait for it to change. ”

"Yes."