"Let's find a place to rest, let's have some drinks."

Long Yu called King Jin Zhenpeng a small point, the future and the past are vivid, and the great cause of the thousand years needs to start slowly, which can be described as a thousand thoughts.

"Chirp~......" (Bird Language: Drinking?) Okay, it's rare that the host wants to have two drinks with me. ）

When it comes to the breeding of demons, Long Yu is even more preoccupied, and he really wants to get drunk, maybe he can get drunk and relieve a thousand sorrows.

After a while, he came to a beautiful mountain platform, and Long Yu's fingers crossed the Na ring, and a flash of inspiration flashed.

Suddenly, dozens of jars of wine were placed on the ground, and "Gyokuro Pulp" was pasted on them.

"Hee-hee, how come you have so much jade dew syrup and good wine?"

Nian Xiangmei doesn't like to drink, but she also knows that this is the trump card of the cultivation world.

Long Yu smiled faintly and did not answer, he generally does not drink, once he drinks, he has to drink good wine, and these jade dew syrups are all from the belongings of those who have been killed by him.

picked up an altar and handed it to Nian Xiangmei, and threw it to Jin Zhenpeng A large altar.

"Come, drink!"

"Hee-hee, good" Nian Xiangmei laughed and drank with Long Yu.

"Chirp~Dry!" Jin Zhenpeng held the jar in his mouth and poured wine into his mouth with his head raised.

Grunt......

Long Yu also hugged the jar and swallowed it heavily.

It can be seen that Long Yu has something on his mind.

Nian Xiangmei and King Jin Zhenpeng didn't ask much, laughing and drinking together.

"Ah, it's so fragrant~ Are we here?"

Xia Wei was awakened from his dream by the fragrance of fine wine, rubbed his eyes, and looked at Long Haotian and Long Xiaoyu and King Jin Rongpeng in amazement.

"No, wake up, let's have a drink?"

Long Yu responded with a smile, Xia Wei was stunned for a moment, and then waved his hand to take the jar of wine thrown by Long Haotian.

"Okay, it's rare that my brother-in-law invites me to drink, come, I have a snack."

As he spoke, Xia Wei reached out and tinkered with the crotch of his pants for a while, and actually grabbed a few chicken legs.

Belch...... Long Yu's face was full of black lines, and he wanted to scold "Who is your brother-in-law", but he was in no mood to care about those subsections.

"Can't you put it anywhere else?" With a look of disgust, he didn't reach out to pick it up.

"Hey, don't mind, I'm in a mustard bag, not in my crotch."

Xia Wei understood in seconds, pulled open his crotch to show him, and explained.

And Nian Xiangmei heard it even more in a fog, brother-in-law? Doesn't it mean that this kid's sister is the wife of this little chubby dun'er?

Speaking of Shen Yuanzong.

Kyushu Yuan Exam, did not continue.

It has been a full hundred days since "Long Haotian was struck by lightning and died".

The Yuan Examination has been affected by the "epidemic", and the royal family has ordered a suspension.

Millions of people in Kyushu collectively returned to their homes.

In a huge open space in the back mountain of Shenyuan Sect, the ceremony of the 100-day sacrifice was carried out for Long Haotian.

Traditional etiquette, a loved one or an important person who has passed away, needs to mourn for 100 days of filial piety.

At this moment, there were more than a thousand disciples of the Shenyuan Sect, plus the elders and others, all wearing a strip of white cloth on their heads.

The man in front of him had a serious expression, staring at the huge stone statue in the corner of the square.

This is a statue carved for Long Haotian, ten meters high.

Zi Wei had tears in his eyes, staring at the tall stone statue, as if he could see Long Haotian's slight smile.

Zi Yan was not present at the moment, because she had returned to the Xuanling Temple.

Long Wan'er, Guo Jing, Mu Chunxia and others were still teary-eyed.

Although they all wore white cloth strips and filial piety, there were many people in the crowd who seemed indifferent to this 100-day festival.

They exchanged heads and laughed in private.

Some are flirting, some are bragging, and some are tickling.

Ahead, the Sect Master of Shenyuan talked about the cedars, stood in the center, and spoke:

"Today, a hundred days have passed, and there is no return for the heroes

。 I, the Divine Yuan Sect, once again gather here with a heavy heart. Just to mourn the deceased martyrs! Disciple of Long Haotian, Shenyuan Sect has lost Tianjiao, but it is the loss of Kyushu!"

The sect master was in tears, affectionate and serious, and his voice of vicissitudes echoed above the huge Shenyuan Sect Square.

"But, though he is still alive and dead, his deeds and spirit will be an example to future generations, immortal!"

In the crowd, some of the disciples muttered in a low voice:

"Role models? Shall we not kill the strong to the death with all our might?"

Others echoed:

"That's right, what's so great about setting up a stone statue when you're dead."

Another said disdainfully:

"After he and the man died, the graves were dug up, and the bones could not be found, which proves that there is something wrong with the character."

"yes, and a role model? Hehe, laughing at the dead."

Ahem!

When Tan Yuning heard that those disciples were disrespectful, he immediately coughed coldly, and these disciples immediately stopped saying a few words.

If it weren't for the fact that this moment was out of place, she really wanted to beat these disciples up, but this was a solemn moment, so she just gave a slight reminder.

Tan Xuesong continued slowly:

"His sacrifice is to desperately get rid of the cancer of the Japanese in Kyushu for a hundred years-the god operator, and the heroic sacrifice is a great feat, and the people of Shenyuan Sect and Kyushu will be remembered for a thousand years!"

The sect master muttered the eulogy, and the disciples below were almost all hippie smiles, many male disciples were talking about love with the female disciples next to them, and some were chatting about what the weather was like today.

Zi Wei barely listened to the eulogy of the sect master, his mind was full of pictures of Long Haotian's past, and his moist eyes looked at the lifelike stone statue, as if the real person was in front of him, and choked weakly:

"Brother Haotian, I miss you so much."

At this moment, the crowd suddenly stirred.

"Ah, what's that?!"

"Huh? It seems to be Jin Rongpeng!"

"It's King Jin Rongpeng!"

For a while, everyone worked together, turned on the martial spirit, and was ready to attack, ready to attack King Jin Rongpeng.

However, there are also people with good eyesight who recognize this golden tree Peng King.

"Like...... Be...... Long Haotian's mount?"

"What...... Looks like he's seriously injured?!"

Everyone didn't make a move, but waited and watched.

I saw a huge Peng bird in the sky, and its body was 100 meters away!

However, it was bumping and curved, and it flew crookedly.

"Quick! Get out of the way!"

Tan Yuning suddenly shouted loudly, because the King of Jin Rongpeng in the sky was actually flickering his wings, as if he was about to land on the square.

Chirp!

Boom!

With a loud sound, King Jin Zhenpeng came by forcibly landing in the square, and immediately fanned countless disciples of the Shenyuan Sect, and the disciples who were close were thrown out twenty or thirty meters away.

Then, due to the huge size and weight of the King of Jin Zhenpeng, it did not stop on the spot, but rubbed the ground and continued to slide away, and in the dust, the corners of its hard mouth hit the stone statue.

The dust overflowed, and cracks appeared in the stone statue.

The corners of its mouth are just pecked at the lower point of the stone statue, which is where the figure "urinates".

The corners of his mouth were embedded in it, and King Peng reacted at this time, opening his confused eyes, and his eyes rolled.

Flap his wings and kick his feet a little, breaking free from the stuck corners of his mouth.

At this time, I saw a young man dressed in white, lying on the head of King Peng, and was rolled down by him because of the bumps.

Yes?!

Millions of people witnessed it together, dumbfounded.

"Uh... Will toast ... Don't stop... I was born to be... Useful ......"

Hearing the sound, everyone looks, and looks at it carefully.

The young man on the ground, dressed in white, stammered and stammered, one hand still making the shape of the wine glass.

Talk about snow

With a wave of his hand, a spiritual light grabbed the person on the ground in the air.

At this time, the face was seen clearly, isn't this Long Haotian?!

"Huh?!"

"Ah! Holy!"

Yang Wancui suddenly exclaimed.

Everyone was startled and unconsciously took a step back.

"Where are there ghosts in the world? I think it's a pretend!" Elder Xu Fu said.

Tan Xuesong frowned, and asked in a cold voice:

"Say, who are you, why are you pretending to be the son of my Shenyuan Sect to make trouble?"

Whoosh, swish, a flash of black smoke flashed.

Another person appeared on the stage.

She looks the same as Long Haotian, that is, she is the same as this person with a drunken and hazy image.

The difference is that she is as beautiful as a fairy, with fluttering red clothes, which is a beautiful landscape.

"Hello Sect Master!"

Nian Xiangmei appeared as Long Xiaoyu, and she bowed slightly.

"You... Are you Long Xiaoyu?!"

Tan Xuesong asked tentatively, just because this girl left suddenly some time ago, there was no news, and after a few days, she was actually dressed very maturely.

"Yes."

Nian Xiangmei glanced at the drunken Long Yu, and then at Xia Wei, who was still asleep on the top of King Jin Rongpeng's head, and recalled the situation when they were drunk with King Jin Rongpeng.

They all drank a lot.

The degree of the jade dew pulp is very high, and it is very high.

King Peng and Long Yu used their spiritual power to get rid of some drunkenness, but they couldn't completely get rid of the drunkenness, except for Nian Xiangmei, who was not drunk at the moment, they were all unconscious.

And Nian Xiangmei is the existence of a soul form, so no amount of wine is ineffective against her.

"Who is he?"

"Back to the sect master, he is my elder brother Long Haotian."

"Dragon...... Haotian?!"

Recalling that a hundred years ago, this kid was witnessed by millions of cultivators in Kyushu, obviously dead, but today he actually appeared alive in front of the world, and his heart was like a stormy wave.

The elder-level people of the Shenyuan Sect looked at "Long Xiaoyu" and then at Long Haotian.

remembered that Long Xiaoyu once said that her brother Long Haotian did not die, but the world could not feel Long Haotian's pulse, and thought that she was unwilling to accept the reality, and it was difficult to accept and understand in her heart at this moment, how could there be a situation in the world where she came back from the dead.

"Yes, my brother didn't actually die that day, and the sect master and others didn't believe it, after burying him, his beast pet King Jin Zhenpeng dug up the grave and rescued my brother."

Nian Xiangmei flickered around, and casually found an excuse and excuse to inform.

Hiss~!

Everyone gasped, feelings, so it is?

Everyone was horrified!

Everyone, like waking up from a dream! But I heard it in a fog......

Tan Xuesong immediately understood that Long Haotian should really not be dead, which also made sense, because his father did not come to Shenyuan Sect Xingshi to ask for the guilt.

"That...... Why is Long Haotian so drunk?" Tan Yuning asked.

"It's ...... He needs to drink alcohol in order to suppress the aura in his body, so Senior Brother Xia Wei also accompanied my brother to drink."

Nian Xiangmei also had no choice, so she had to weave lies to deal with it.

(Long Yu, let Nian Xiangmei incarnate her own appearance, so there is the person "Long Xiaoyu", so that Long Yu's name is "Long Haotian" in front of the world, I hope everyone will sit down.) ）