If this person is not surprised, it is the undertaker of the real human realm who is 'fake and difficult to fly', and he is called a fake real person.

With his words, he sprinkled the wine glass in his hand, and the wine turned into a cloud, enveloping everyone in the hall, the only ones who remained awake, their complexion changed suddenly, but they couldn't move, and they watched the wine enter their mouths, and their eyes gradually became hazy.

Wang Zijia looked at the smoky wine in the hall, his eyes were a little bright, of course, he didn't dare to be blind at this moment, but he took two sips like good wine.

"Value +1023!"

"Good wine!"

"Happy!"

"Dance again!"

“······”

At this time, all kinds of bold words sounded in the hall, as if Wang Zijia saw that thousands of years ago, such a fairy banquet was performed in the hall.

"How can it be beautiful without wine and food!"

With the false words of the lord, plates of delicious delicacies floated in front of everyone.

The spirit fruit and the essence of the elixir and the jade liquid continued to float onto the table, and the rich spiritual light almost submerged the entire hall, and the fragrance of wine in the hall became even more diffuse.

The drunken and hazy crowd couldn't wait to start devouring one by one.

Wang Zijia also subconsciously picked up a spirit fruit and wanted to put it in his mouth. When he opened his mouth to gnaw, the tip of his nose smelled a strong smell of blood.

He paused, his eyes slightly stunned.

When I came to Zhihai again, I saw that there were more than a dozen filthy essence weights generated, and I decisively exchanged them all.

When Wang Zijia came back to his senses again, the aura was gone, and the rich smell of blood permeated the entire tip of his nose.

The minced meat was bright red and squirming slightly.

Looking down at the dishes in front of him, how could there be any elixir and jade liquid, and immortal delicacies.

The cup was filled with a blood-red rotting solution, and the plate was filled with the severed limbs of demons. Looking around, all the boys are eating these things at the moment, and even Wang Zijia saw a few people.

gnawed their mouths full of blood red, and they enjoyed it with a face, shouting that it was delicious, and the whole thing was a magic feast, like a gluttonous feast.

What made Wang Zijia even more suspicious was that in the main hall, I don't know when a few coffins appeared, and some of the bold guests, who were full in advance, were led by the little maid to go to the intermission.

Suddenly, the men followed him into the coffin and were carried down.

In the entire hall, the smell of blood has overshadowed the smell of wine, and everyone's faces are covered with blood, and the sound of clattering food is endless, like a magic kiln.

Wang Zijia looked at this scene, and the whole person was a spirit.

Peeked at the fake real person on the high platform, and in a trance, Wang Zijia once again felt that the other party was a little illusory. When I looked at it again, I found that the other party was already a little drunk, lying on a huge chair, and continued to pour alcohol.

Wang Zijia was terrified in his heart, lowered his head, the flesh and blood on his hands squirmed, and a Fuwa ghost mouth full of fangs appeared in his palm.

"Click, click!"

A few bites devoured the meat ball in his hand, and then began to grab other food, pretending to send it to his mouth, but before he could reach his mouth, he was swallowed clean by the ghost mouth in the palm of his hand.

"Everyone, isn't it boring to have a feast without immortals!"

At this time, the half-drunk fake person suddenly waved his hand, and in a trance, Wang Zijia saw a page of drawing paper flying out.

Everyone subconsciously looked up and found that the roof above their heads had disappeared, and in a cloud and mist close in front of them, an immortal attic appeared, and there were several immortals looking down.

"Would you like to go to heaven and discuss with all the immortals?"

"Poor Dao Wish!"

"The immortals chose me!"

“······”

One by one, as if they had lost their minds, they scrambled.

After being chosen, he flew into the sky and began to discuss with the immortals, and when he was tired, he rested in the clouds. The clouds are rolling and the clouds are comfortable, like a real fairy.

Wang Zijia lowered his head, and once again exchanged the few points of wine value that had just emerged, and the illusion of the sky was gone, how could there be any immortal attic, it was all a spirit house and a large piece of paper coffin that formed the white clouds.

As some individuals were chosen, they entered the Immortal Hall to discuss the Tao. Wang Zijia looked at them one by one, with satisfaction, and lay down in the coffin with a peaceful face.

Wang Zijia lowered his head and tried to reduce his sense of presence as much as possible. In the entire hall, he is the only one who is still awake at this moment, and even the sect Dao Gu Xuefeng has eaten the flesh and blood of those demons at this moment.

In Wang Zijia's fear, the banquet lasted for two hours, and there were only a few dozen people left in the main hall at this moment.

If Wang Zijia hadn't cared about the fact that the main seat was a real person, the legendary three-grade mortuary, but as long as it was a sacrificial wine, he would have run away a long time ago.

"Today's feast is over, please meet again tomorrow!"

With the words of the fake person, the person also quietly disappeared invisible.

The remaining dozens of people who have all forgotten to enter the role have just left with satisfaction.

All of them were covered with blood, and there were occasional pieces of minced meat on their clothes, but they enjoyed their faces, as if they had eaten a stomach of elixir and jade dew, which looked a little terrifying.

Wang Zijia mixed in and left quietly. As for Liu Chengyu, during the first halftime, he took the initiative to lie down in the coffin and was carried down.

Wang Zijia was worried that he was too late, how could he care about him.

Hurriedly left the fake garden and returned to the cave, Wang Zijia immediately closed the courtyard door.

"Hoo ······"

At this time, Wang Zijia breathed a long sigh of relief.

Originally, he was still thinking that if he had the opportunity, he wouldn't take risks and just follow the plot, but now it seems that this is completely impossible.

The power of today's fake real person's gestures is not at all something that Wang Zijia can contend with.

"Since it doesn't work to follow the right path of the plot, I can only see if I can copy the path and drill the loopholes!"

Wang Zijia thought about it for a long time, and finally decided to take a risk and try a game-breaking idea from yesterday.

If we wait until tomorrow's festival, the devil knows what it will be. Anyway, what he can be sure of is that even if he uses all the means and fights for his life, he will definitely not be able to kill that fake real person at present.

Whether the other party is a real person or a trick, it is not something he can compete with now.

After making a decision, Wang Zijia thought for a long time, and after thinking of their own ways to deal with it, he was moved.

The ghost mist rose, and the five ghosts manifested out, and immediately escaped into the void and disappeared without a trace.

At this time, Wang Zijia looked at the sky, it was gray, and he couldn't even see it in the morning and afternoon.

Wang Zijia no longer hesitated, and took out the cave house order and triggered it.

After a while, a small servant hurriedly came and saluted Wang Zijia: "Senior, call the little one to come, but you want to renew the lease?" ”

(End of chapter)