After dealing with the problem of the bridge, Dowling and Feng Junyi drank a few more glasses of wine.

Everyone at this table was very polite to the two of them, except for one person, who was like a piece of wood, and he would never move his glass when no one drank with him.

Dao Lin listened to Feng Junyi's introduction and knew that this person was the fourth elder who lived alone in Cuishan, that is, the top combat power of the Great Yi Sect, a seven-rank Creation Realm martial artist.

The Seven-Rank Creation Realm is the highest realm cultivation for everyone present, but Qu Shan and Dao Lin are both different, and either of the two of them can be with this Seven-Rank Creation Realm.

"Wind Sect Master, to be honest, I really like this place so much, before I came, I also mentioned it to the captain of the color ring, I want to ask you, is this land for sale?" Dowling said with his tongue wide open.

Feng Junyi's face changed when he heard this, but he covered it up well, and no one else paid attention except for Daolin, who was closest to him.

"My lord is really joking, our Great Yi Sect has been here for more than a hundred years, how can such a broken land be worthy of your identity." Feng Junyi smiled and toasted Dowling with a glass of wine.

Dowling picked up the wine glass and touched it with Feng Junyi, and then drank it all.

"There's something I've always wanted to ask, but I'm too embarrassed to ask." Feng Junyi said after giving Dowling a glass of wine again.

"Don't hesitate to ask." Dowling patted Feng Junyi's shoulder and said.

"I'm curious, we're on the easternmost edge of the Empire, how can you and the other guards end up here?" Feng Junyi asked in a low voice.

Although his voice was very small, all the people present were strong, and the voices of the people discussing with each other were quieter, and their ears leaned over to this side, intentionally or unintentionally.

"Hey, what should I be doing, that's it, it's not... This is not the end of the war, the emperor asked us to come down to inspect and rectify the chaos. Dowling said with a burp.

Who knows, as soon as he finished speaking, the abstinence on the side suddenly raised his hand and slapped Dowling with a palm, and the powerful force directly knocked Dowling out, smashing the furniture, tables and chairs placed on the side to pieces.

This scene shocked everyone, they couldn't believe their eyes, how could these two people suddenly start to move?

"Master of Color, this... What's going on? Feng Junyi hurriedly got up and asked.

"If you can't drink, don't drink, and if you drink too much, you can't control your mouth!" Quit drinking and ignore Feng Junyi, staring at Dao Lin and saying coldly.

"Yes... I'm sorry! Dowling struggled to get up from the ground, but as soon as he got on the ground, he fell down again.

"It's me who is not good, it's me who is too talkative, Master of Sex Ringing, you dissipate your anger, come here, quickly help the adult up." Feng Junyi laughed while quitting drinking, and at the same time ordered someone to help Daolin.

"Leave him alone, if he can't get up, he'll lie there forever!" Quit slammed the table and said angrily.

The disciples who just wanted to step forward to help Daolin were directly stunned in place and didn't dare to move, they looked at the sect master, as if asking what the hell was going on, the pestle was very embarrassing here.

Dowling struggled to get up from the ground, blood streaming from the corner of his mouth, and he staggered back from side to side through the broken furniture.

"Have a long memory, you can't say death that shouldn't be said! If I find out again, you'll cut yourself! After quitting drinking, he stood up and walked outside.

Dowling stood still and didn't move, but touched the blood from the corner of his mouth, picked up the chair that had fallen to the ground, and sat down again.

After Feng Junyi gave the other elders a look, he turned around and chased after him.

"Konoe-sama, we didn't see anything, let's keep drinking." The Great Elder raised his glass and said.

Dowling gave him a deep look, and raised his cup, and the two of them touched a cup and drank it separately, and Dowling coughed a few times after drinking.

"Big... Big... My lord... Slow... Slow... One... One... One... Drink slowly. The second elder wasted his strength for a long time, and finally finished finishing his sentence.

Dowling nodded, and then symbolically mobilized the internal force.

The Fourth Elder, who was sitting three seats away from him, suddenly looked at Dowling with a startled gaze.

"It's obviously just the Grandmaster Realm, why does it give me a sense of danger?" The four elders stared at Dowling.

Although Dowling's eyes were closed, he could feel that someone was staring at him, this person's gaze was different from the others, and this person's gaze was tinged with hostility.

He didn't have to guess who it was, it must be the four elders of the Creation Realm.

After a while, Feng Junyi hurried back, and saw that Dowling was healing his wounds, so he slowed down his movements.

It wasn't until Dowling opened his eyes that he leaned over and said with a smile: "Master Ring Color has gone back, let's continue?" ”

"Go on, hum, this palm made my previous wine drink in vain, let's have a good drink today, don't get drunk and don't return." Dowling picked up the flask and poured it directly into his mouth.

The elders also raised their glasses and drank.

After three rounds of drinking, and several more dishes on the table, Dowling pretended to be drunk and stood up.

"It's over, don't drink it, I have to go back and apologize to the captain, Wind Sect Master, what I told you, you heard, we have a task, don't make it difficult for us, we do it well, everyone does it." Dowling said staggeringly.

"Understood... Understood..."Feng Junyi hurriedly nodded in agreement, and the faces of the other elders also showed joy.

"Do more things that benefit the country and the people, and we can give you a few good words when we return, if you don't care, it doesn't matter." Dowling staggered out of the hall as he spoke.

"I'll send you!" Feng Junyi waved his hand at the elders, and then personally helped Dao Lin up.

"Wind Sect Master, let you see it, our captain has that stinky temper, and he doesn't like to say anything as a whole, just like a dead man." Dowling completely weighed on Feng Junyi, but for a high-grade transcendent realm, this weight was nothing.

"Wind Sect Master, there is something I want to ask for below." Dowling said vaguely.

"Your Excellency, just say it!" Feng Junyi hurriedly replied.

"I said something I shouldn't have said before, and since I've started it, I can't hang my appetite, so I'll risk being beaten up again to tell you......"

"We... We... There is a mission, we are divided into many, many groups, scattered throughout the empire, large and small counties, in order to monitor the panorama! ”

"And... And the goal of our group is Shangzhou County, and we want to hide our identity, our plan is to open a restaurant, just lack a chef, today I tasted our chef's skills, I am very satisfied, so I have a reluctant request, dare to ask the Wind Sect Master if he can cut his love? ”

Feng Junyi's mind was all about what Dao Lin said about the whole territory of the Guards Branch and the supervision of the whole territory, and he didn't listen to what Dao Lin said at all.

"What? Wind Sect Master reluctant? Dowling turned his head.

"Huh? What? What do you say? Feng Junyi asked in a daze.

"I said I like your cook, can you bear to cut my love?" Dowling asked again, this time speaking much more fluently.