Mingyue Jue didn't know Zhan Fengzi either.

Seeing that Zhan Fengzi and Zi Yunchen looked familiar, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he said loudly: "Slow! ”

Syllable!

Zhan Fengzi pulled out his heavy sword and pointed obliquely at Mingyue Jue: "Dissatisfied?" Come to war! ”

Suddenly, the sound of gasping cold air came and went.

Ming Yuejue ranked in the top ten on the wealth list of the Cangyun Continent, and ninety percent of the people who knew him were eager to kneel and lick him.

This guy who suddenly appeared dared to draw his sword and threaten Mingyue Gongzi?

Crazy!

Ming Yuejue's four maids drew their weapons and blocked them in front of Ming Yuejue: "Presumptuous!" ”

Zhan Fengzi's gaze swept over the faces of the four maids, and he said, "Tsk": "The boy in red, you can't do this!" How can a manly man hide behind a woman? ”

Burst!

Someone squirted out the tea.

Zi Yunchen endured and endured it, so he didn't laugh.

Let Zhan Fengzi deal with Ming Yuejue, it is really a correct choice.

Luo Qingyin silently supported his forehead.

She suddenly felt a faint sadness in letting Zhan Fengzi come out to save the scene.

Okay now, how does it end?

Not wanting to embarrass Mingyue Jue too much, Luo Qingyin stretched out her chubby little hand to suppress Zhan Fengzi's heavy sword, and said crisply: "The banquet competition is too scenic. Why not do it another way? ”

Zhan Fengzi rubbed the sword body dissatisfiedly: "I haven't fought for a long time...... Forget it, you say, than what? ”

Luo Qingyin tilted his head and asked, "What about the banquet, how about the wine fight?" ”

"Fighting?" Zhan Fengzi scratched his head, a little embarrassed, "I have an average amount of alcohol, can I let the drinker drink it on my behalf?" ”

Suddenly, the boos began again.

"Are you deliberately here to make your presence felt?"

"If you can't afford to drink, get out!"

"Shame on you!"

"What's the noise?" Zhan Fengzi hated others chirping crookedly, with a twist of his wrist, the heavy sword on his back swung away, and dozens of sword qi swished around like eyes.

The gossiping was so frightened that they fled in all directions, never daring to come near again.

Seeing that no one was silent, Zhan Fengzi said heroically: "Since no one objected, then it was decided." Zhan Xiaozheng, come out to be my drinker? ”

Zhan Zheng who watched from afar: "......"

The reason why he came over with Zhan Fengzi was just to ask Luo Qingyin why he suddenly went down to the top of the list of heavenly generals.

Sure enough, it's no good thing to be with Zhan Fengzi!

Zhan Fengzi couldn't see what his expression was, even if he saw it, he didn't care, and he used his magic voice to pierce his brain: "Come out, come out, come out, come out ......"

Zhan Zheng gritted his teeth and jumped to Zhan Fengzi's side, his face was so black that ink could drip out.

Zhan Fengzi patted Zhan Zheng's shoulder with satisfaction, and said loudly: "Whoever wants to rob someone with me, just let the horse come." ”

Ming Yuejue returned to her cynical appearance and ordered, "Xuan'er, you go." ”

Xuan'er came out of the queue.

As the chief sommelier of Yuxiangju, Xuan'er is not drunk with a thousand cups!

Zhan Fengzi glanced at Xuan'er and said heroically: "Zhan Xiaozheng, you can't lose to her, otherwise you will go back with me and tell your mother." ”

After speaking, she looked at Luo Qingyin, saw that she had a small face, and hurriedly said, "Don't worry!" Zhan Xiaozheng's alcohol consumption is very good! ”

Luo Qingyin laughed out loud.

Zhan Zheng: "......"

His heart was so tired.

The audience finally reacted.

They didn't know Zhan Fengzi, nor did they know Zhan Zheng, but they had the same pale black robes, small lucky bags of the same style and different colors hanging around their waists, and the same buckles on the sword spikes, which was enough to show their identity.

God of War!

The scene completely turned into a battle between the God of War Clan and Ming Yuejue.

The rest of the top ten princes all breathed a sigh of relief, as long as it wasn't for the battle between Zi Yunchen and Ming Yuejue, everything would be easy to say.

Suddenly, a girl in the crowd shouted: "Does His Royal Highness King Rui want to make concessions to Prince Mingyue if he doesn't participate in the wine fight?" ”

Brush!

All eyes were on the crowd.

The battle between His Royal Highness King Rui and Prince Mingyue was finally stirred up by Zhan Fengzi, which deliberately brought up the old things without opening his eyes?

But there were so many people in the crowd that the people who spoke up shut up after speaking, and they couldn't tell who said it for a while.

In desperation, they had no choice but to look at Zi Yunchen, hoping that Zi Yunchen would refuse to fight wine.

Zi Yunchen smiled coldly when he heard this.

Standing alone in front of the colorful flowers, Zi Yunchen's smile not only suppressed the dazzling color behind him, but also suppressed the hustle and bustle of the audience: "Don't participate? How can you not participate? Fighting wine is counted as one of the kings. ”

Luo Qingyin: "......"

The rest of the top ten sons: "......"

Going around and going back to square one, it's really blood-spitting!

Nalan Wenxiu declared: "The drinking hand can only be used for the competition between the two sides, once the competition party exceeds three people, you can no longer use the drinking hand, are you sure you want to compare?" ”

A look of embarrassment appeared on Zhan Fengzi's face: "Can't you use your drinking hands?" ”。

Seeing that she looked like she was about to retreat, everyone's hearts jumped in unison.

If Zhan Fengzi wants to withdraw, it will become a competition between Zi Yunchen and Ming Yuejue again.

"So be it." Zhan Fengzi didn't notice that her every word tied the hearts of the audience, patted Zhan Zheng's shoulder and said, "That Zhan Xiaozheng also participated." If I lose, he still has a chance to win! ”

Nalan Wenxiu was so grateful to Zhan Fengzi in his heart, and said approvingly: "This is a very good idea. ”

Zhan Fengzi shook his hair proudly, and started a new round of shouting: "Is there anyone else?" If you want to go up, go on! ”

Tang Lu looked at Zhan Fengzi not far away, remembering the shameful history of being defeated by this woman, smiled slightly, and said, "I." ”

"Yo, my men are defeated." Zhan Fengzi didn't care about Tang Lu's mood at all, as if he had dealt with Ming Yuejue just now, and raised his chin defiantly: "Don't cry if you lose!" ”

Tang Lu: "......"

At this moment, his mood was infinitely similar to that of Ming Yuejue.

Yan Yang, who is one of the six of the top ten sons, is born with good wine every day, and stroked his palms and said: "The master originally wanted to be a drinker, but now that the drinker has been canceled, the master is on it himself, everyone says it's okay?" ”

The response was a tumultuous voice from the audience: "Good! ”

Seeing this, the rest of the top ten sons also joined in.

In less than a while, the top ten princes, except for Nalan Wenxiu, who presided over it, all joined the ranks of the wine fight.

In the crowd, the girl in white who had just spoken out about Ziyun Chen's wine fight quietly left the scene, took out a bottle and quietly put it into the maid's hand, and ordered: "Go, drop the soul separation liquid into the wine jar they want to drink." ”

The maid answered.

The girl in white looked at the hustle and bustle from afar, and a touch of eerie hatred crossed the corner of her lips.

The soul liquid is colorless and tasteless, dripping into the wine, and the more you drink, the easier it is for the soul to leave the body.

If she can receive the divine soul of the ten sons of Cangyun, it will be a great achievement!

Lianbu moved lightly into the crowd, the eyes of the girl in white swept over everyone's faces, and when she saw Luo Qingyin, her eyes froze.

Mao Dun Literature