A sword stabbed him, and Yan Yun had no defense, so he was picked up and took away the wine gourd. Turning his head, he saw the boy in a splendid costume, holding a literati decorative sword in his hand, standing behind him. This person is none other than Wang Feiming, one of the four generations and the contemporary leader of the Sword King family.

Yan Yun didn't know him, he was drunk, he only felt that the wine jug in his hand had been snatched away, and he only felt a noise welling up in his heart.

"Get it back!" He said.

That Wang Feiming didn't care about him, but just held the wine jug in his hand and said, "You can't drink this wine." ”

Yan Yun: "Why? ”

Wang Feiming: "Because it's poisonous!" ”

Yan Yun was startled, and this time it was Ouyang Xi's turn to be unhappy, he turned his head and asked, "Why is it poisonous, why do you say that my wine is poisonous?" ”

Wang Feiming sneered: "Old Mr. Ouyang, you jade pot wine, ordinary people will die if you drink a glass?" ”

Ouyang Xi didn't care: "It's okay, at most get drunk." ”

Wang Feiming sneered again: "If the jade pot wine does not have a super-grade realm, a glass of wine will be like falling into the infinite hell all over the body." In the end, his meridians were frozen and he died. You call this a drunken getaway? ”

Ouyang Xi said: "It seems that you don't know what the identity of this little brother is." ”

Wang Feiming looked at Yan Yun, Yan Yun also looked puzzled, identity, what is his identity? Worship the Buddha Temple and eat the first number of the Son of Heaven?

Ouyang Xi squinted: "He is one of the lay disciples sent out by Linjue Temple to compete this time, the silver spearman Yan Yun, right?" ”

Yan Yunleng paused for a moment and turned his head to look at Ouyang Xi: "How do you know that I want to compete on behalf of Linjue Temple?" ”

Ouyang Xi touched his beard with a smile, but Wang Feiming on the side gave him an explanation.

"Because he is the envoy of the Northern Qi Dynasty, Mr. Ouyang of the Xue Palace." Wang Feiming looked coldly, obviously full of hostility towards this "unattractive" old gentleman.

Yan Yun now understood, because he was a member of the competition, so this Mr. Ouyang regarded himself as a super powerhouse, so he let himself drink his jade pot wine, but he didn't know that he was now a rookie with 3 grade strength. In other words, why can this wine only be drunk if it is super high?

Yan Yun is really a wine worm at this time. The jade pot wine was opened by him, and at this time, the unique and elegant fragrance inside was slowly coming out of it. With a dry mouth, I only felt drunk for a while, but it was not bad.

Just when Yan Yun was thinking about how to get the wine jug in his hands, he heard Wang Feiming ask: "Why are the lay disciples of Linjue Temple in Qinglou?" ”

Yan Yun blushed for a while, the matter of going to the Qinglou, well, in fact, it is nothing to say, but when he is asked in person, he always feels very embarrassed......

"Hmm. So what are you doing in Qinglou? Yan Yun asked rhetorically.

Wang Feiming also made a big red face.

Ouyang Xi took the opportunity to play on the side: "Naturally, I came here to practice marksmanship." ”

"Marksmanship?" Yan Yun drank too much wine, his head was very dizzy, and he couldn't turn, so he asked, "Marksmanship, what marksmanship?" Brother Wang, do you also make a gun? ”

Wang Feiming was embarrassed in place, his face twitched, and he only felt that there was an old man and a young man in front of him, playing double reed with himself.

"Okay, Northern Qi's movements are fast, so quickly they will catch up with Linjue Temple." Wang Feiming sneered.

That Ouyang Xi laughed at the moment: "Qinglian told me that there is a child of the Wang family who has a bad brain in this competition, and he has always thought that he is very smart. Now it seems that he is not badly evaluated. ”

Wang Feiming was so angry that he put the scribe's sword in one fell swoop: "Little old man, how dare you insult me." ”

Ouyang Xi waved his hand and said, "Did I insult you, I just told the truth." ”

Seeing that the two of them were about to fight, Yan Yun looked at the wine gourd with blank eyes, and muttered in his mouth: "Wine ...... Wine ......"

At this time, he saw a clear air in the Fengyue Building roaring towards Wang Feiming, Wang Feiming was startled, and the scribe sword in his hand came out, piercing the green smoke a little, but did not hurt the owner of the green smoke. I saw that in the green smoke, a young scribe wearing a white ink stain suit stepped out, and with a move in his hand, he took the wine gourd in Wang Feiming's hand and took it away.

As soon as he raised his head, he grunted, and took a big sip of jade pot wine. In an instant, the chic and uninhibited face was flushed with a little flush, and he took a breath of fresh air and laughed: "If the old people meet each other, a piece of ice is in the jade pot." What a jade pot of wine, what a pure heart. It's a pity that such a good wine should be put in a dirty gourd, not in that glass jar. ”

Ouyang Xi touched his beard and smiled: "Dirty gourd has the benefits of dirty gourd, the glass cup is easy to break, but I walk without hindrance with dirty gourd." ”

The two of them were playing dumb riddles, although they didn't know what they were talking about, but Yan Yun understood that this person was none other than Li Qinglian, the poetry and wine sword immortal!

Li Qinglian? Yan Yun looked sideways, and the silver saddle shone on the white horse, like a meteor. Kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for a thousand miles. Sure enough, as written in that poem, what a romantic character.

"Li Qinglian, are you there too?" Wang Feiming said viciously: "Next time I say goodbye in the palace of King Chu, don't come unharmed." ”

Li Qinglian carried the wine gourd and said with a smile: "You are not dead yet, are you feeling well?" ”

Wang Feiming held the sword, only to feel a surge of anger in his heart. That Ouyang Xi was still offering fire on the side, shouting: "The sword of the Wang family, the cheap Wang family, sold the Qin family for two Jin." Splitting the country's sword, betraying the country's sword, and being the king with a false name. ”

Li Qinglian turned her head to look at Ouyang Xi, Ouyang Xi looked at Li Qinglian and blinked: "What's the matter, my poem didn't fall." ”

Li Qinglian gave a thumbs up, turned her head and saw that Wang Feiming's face had become the color of pig liver.

"Good, good, a good Northern Qi celebrity, a good Qixia Academy." Saying that, Wang Feiming wiped the scribe sword in his hand and smiled: "Lang's false name? Scold. It's too boring to drink alone, Brother Qinglian, I'll drink with you. ”

After speaking, a sword stabbed out, facing the wine jug in Li Qinglian's hand.

Wang Feiming still retains a sense of reason, he understands that if he really fights to the death with the other party before the competition, it is easy to fall into the tongue and be detrimental to national affairs. Therefore, the sword is not directed at the man, but at the jug.

Li Qinglian also understood, he squinted, turned around and flashed the stab, and said with a smile: "Brother Wang, if you want to drink, why do you need to use your sword and sword?" ”

Wang Feiming doesn't care about him, he has all his kung fu on the sword, if he abandons the sword and doesn't use it, he is really stupid.

"Brother Li, let's take care of yourself." After saying that, another sword stabbed out!

This sword used a lot of force. His sword is not the same as the nameless sword. The nameless sword weighs a fast word, advocating surprise victory, but Wang Feiming's sword is the truth that the righteous soldiers are invincible in the secret art of war. Responding to all changes with the same, and breaking ten thousand laws with the power of a sword, is always a sword to break the country!

This sword stabbed out, and Li Qinglian also felt the sword intent of splitting the country wrapped in that sword. He didn't bring a blade with him this time, and he couldn't catch it head-on, so he could only step down a little and retreat towards the inner stage. Wang Feiming followed closely from behind.

The battle between Li Qinglian and Wang Feiming attracted everyone's attention from the very beginning. Seeing that Li Qinglian and Wang Feiming were killed, they had already dispersed and hid to the side to watch the play. Only pity the Oiran Hongxiang Miss, but she is not so good to run off the stage.

When Wang Feiming's swordsmanship of splitting the country was killed, Li Qinglian couldn't see the weapon left and right, so she hid behind the oiran quite a scoundrel.

Wang Feiming stopped his sword at the moment and said angrily: "Li Qinglian! ”

That Li Qinglian ignored him, just put her hand around the waist of the Oiran, showed a sweet smile, and said softly to Miss Hongxiang: "In Xiabei Qi, Li Qinglian is shocked by the Xia Xue Palace, but it is disturbing Miss." ”

Hongxiang's face was red, and she didn't feel offended by Li Qinglian, looking at the very handsome face in front of her, she was a little shy.

Li Qinglian, is that Li Qinglian? At this time, someone in the audience had already gotten important information. Poetry and wine are unique, swordsmanship is unparalleled, Li Qinglian, Li University! And who is this person who is fighting him? Li Qinglian, who can force swordsmanship, retreats, and is dressed luxuriously and domineering. Combined with the recent rumored Shikoku competition. Two Jin Wang family, Wang Feiming! Who could it be if it wasn't him?

At the moment, the audience has already made a fuss. A group of Fengyuelou thugs who had rushed to maintain order also came to the side, and the cats who were also very knowledgeable came aside.

Just kidding, these two masters on the stage, where can they be opponents?

On the stage, Li Qinglian held the beauty with one hand, pinned the gourd to her waist with the other, looked at Wang Feiming with a smile and said, "Brother Wang, please drink." ”

Wang Feiming's eyes were sharp, and the sword pointed out!