The person who sent this message was a young man with dark and thin eyes and gloomy eyes, about the same age as Li Lingyou, and his clothes were like most warlocks, and he was dressed in black and wearing a sword.

This young man was surrounded by a few partners in different costumes, and it was estimated that they were about to leave after eating and drinking, and when they passed by Welling's semi-enclosed private room, they found Li Lingyou.

As soon as he heard this voice message, Li Lingyou raised his eyebrows, stood up, and turned sideways to face the man in black, also using a voice message, and the public lost the packet:

"Haha, I'll just say that today's dish is good, and the wine is the most mellow, but it's always a disadvantage...... No, in this Iasi County, you can actually meet Wang Sanba, who is good at dancing with long sleeves...... Twenty-four lang!

Why, I can't get along in the imperial capital, I can't even stay in the imperial capital during the Spring Festival, and I'm in a hurry to this Iasi County, do you want to give this son a paragraph? ”

Without waiting for the man in black to refute, Xie Wuyi couldn't help but laugh out loud, and at the same time didn't forget to give Welling a few packets:

"Haha! Li Lingyou, this guy, is too bad to speak!

By the way, I will tell you a general situation, when the warlock quarrels, the warlocks will not throw information to the private person alone, nor will they use the divine sense and mind to print the information directly into the other party's mind, because that seems to be unusual, as if the quarrel is lost, and the heart is weak and short-breathed.

Therefore, it is more ...... to use voice messages and advertise them widely There is a style! ”

Welling thought for a moment, then laughed silently.

Isn't it just the practice of the old times, and the quarrel must be loud.

Most of the packet loss messages are directly printed into the other party's mind, which is actually beyond the scope of simple voice information and text information, anyway, the other party understands in seconds.

There will be no distortion and loss in this process, and the true meaning of the conveyor will be instantly understood by the recipient, even if the language is not understood, it will not damage this kind of mental communication, and the efficiency is extremely efficient.

However, when quarreling, although the efficiency of using simple speech to carry the content is inevitably reduced, it can be accompanied by more language particles, tone characteristics, body language, facial expressions and other factors to form a composite context, which is relatively more information-lethal.

It is estimated that Li Lingyou's voice message is a little tough, and the four men in black and his party are a little unbearable:

"Wang Gongzi, which forest did this stupid bird fly from, do you want the little brother to abolish him?"

A follower who hadn't completely dissipated the pimples rushed to send the letter.

The man in black glared at the "pimple", and then pouted at Li Lingyou:

"Yo ho! Your Li Eighteen's little bit of exuberance is all on your lips...... However, now that this son has arrived in this Iasi County, we will have to talk about it in the future! ”

Li Lingyou drank a glass of wine nonchalantly, with a sound of "tsk" in his mouth, and picked up a piece of meat, deliberately making an ugly appearance of chirping:

"Haha, joke! The joke of the year in Iasi, one family in the first place...... The twenty-four guy dares to call him a son...... Laughing at me to death, it's really good for you, at least you can get rid of your nest! ”

The faces of the four people on the other side were even more ugly, and the eyes of the man in black became a little bloodshot, and it was estimated that Li Ling was choked enough:

"You! Li Ling tour! Tell you, Lao Tzu Wang Xixin clearly tells you that even if it is the twenty-fourth inheritance of my Wang family, it is far more than the eighteenth of your Li family! ”

The smile on Li Lingyou's face disappeared, and he looked at Wang Xixin coldly:

"What else do you have to talk about besides being born as a king? Can you represent the king?

The big tree still has dead branches, and the wealthy also give birth to scum. Cut!

Get out of the way, don't be embarrassed! ”

The little slave had already put down his chopsticks, and his little hands were already quietly tugging at the corners of Welling's clothes.

Wei Ling continued to eat and drink quietly, watching coldly, and could see that Li Shibalang's quarrel was really violent, and there was no need to interject, not to mention that Xie Wuyi was still smiling and watching the excitement.

Wang Xixin's face was already a little distorted, and his eyes looked at Li Lingyou coldly, and then swept his eyes from Wei Ling, Jinu, Nanxing, and Shang Lu one by one, and finally fell on Xie Wuyi.

He felt that this good-looking woman was a little familiar, but he didn't remember who it was for a while.

After all, he had just arrived in Iasi County, and he hadn't been familiar with many situations yet, so he didn't expect to meet Li Lingyou, an old enemy who had been fighting in the imperial capital for many years, so soon.

The girl who can eat with Li Lingyou must also have a certain identity background.

Wang Xixin felt that if she continued to chat, she would not take advantage of her words, so she was ready to leave first if she was ready to throw out some cruel words, and then slowly clean up these people if she had the opportunity in the future.

But just then, one of his companions spoke up.

This is a red-haired warlock, and the public information package he threw out made Wang Xixin almost jump:

"Haha...... If you say this, you are not afraid of the wind flashing your tongue!

Get lost? You actually told Wang Gongzi to get out?

If you want to roll, you can also let the little lady in white who is sitting in the same seat roll with Uncle Ben, and then roll the sheets...... Haha......"

Along with the voice messages, there are also some imaginary and unsightly virtual images.

The key is that in those unsightly pictures, the heroine's face was changed to Xie Wuyi's appearance by this person!

Wang Xixin's cold sweat came down at once.

As a disciple of the gate valve, he could see that this woman who dined at the same table as Li Lingyou must also be from a family of gate valves.

That innate temperament and demeanor is not easy for warlocks from small families to learn.

The key problem is that this guy is drunk and bold, and the content of the information loss has broken through the bottom line of the battle between the children of the gate valve!

Who knows which family that woman belongs to, and if there is any great fiancé's family?

Xie Wuyi stood up, his white clothes were in an uproar, and his spiritual power was shocked.

Her eyes were like ice, but her movements were not impatient at all, she slowly dropped her chopsticks, and wiped her fingers with a tissue by the way.

Then, her eyes were as cold as knives, and she looked at the red-haired warlock:

"No matter who you are, dare to insult this girl like this, you are doomed!"

When Xie Wuyi threw out this public voice message packet, by the way, he uploaded all the images of what had just happened to the Jianmu Enchantment System in the form of a scene record.

But the red-haired warlock was drunk, and obviously didn't feel anything wrong, but rushed all the way on the road to death:

"Haha, joke, I'm dead? What a big breath!

I can't stand a few heavy words, how can I bear even heavier conquests in the future......"

The redhead's face was full of disdain, and the ambiguity in the discourse was even greater.

"Brother Zheng can't!"

Wang Xixin hurriedly stopped, afraid that things would become out of control:

"Dare to ask this girl's surname?"

Xie Wuyi's eyes were even more murderous, and his cold eyes glanced at the four people, and his words were indifferent:

"Wang Xixin, get out of the way!

Everyone saw that this girl didn't provoke anyone today, but she was barked by a mad dog!

Li Shibalang, you have to testify...... Wang Xixin, the follow-up has nothing to do with Er and the other three...... If you know each other, don't be nosy!

Your surname is Zheng, if you are a child of the Zheng family in Xingyang, after your death, you still need the head of the Zheng family to go to the imperial capital in person to thank the lord for guilt! ”

Wang Xixin's head "buzzed" with a muffled sound.

He finally remembered who this woman was.

The imperial gate valve family, Wang Xie is the leader, but although the king valve is ranked before Xie Valve, who dares to underestimate the heritage of Xie Valve!

Damn, I haven't seen this Xie Valve's descendant for seven or eight years, although she is not the daughter of the long house, but everyone knows that Xie Valve's descendants have too many sons and few girls.

Among the daughters of the long house, there is at least that one, a supreme minister, and a mother in the world!

The other concubines, each one of them is like a treasure!

Eighteen changes in the female college, damn it, why didn't you think about it!

Wang Xixin subconsciously took a few steps back, and another slightly older man beside him, hearing the word "pimple", couldn't help but be a little timid, and took a few steps back.

Almost instantly, a few people around him distanced themselves from the red hair.

Zheng Zhen, the warlock of the Xingyang Zheng clan, was stunned at the moment, very drunk, and had already dispersed six points.

However, before he could apologize and plead guilty, he suddenly found that the fruit juice bottle on the table in front of Xie Wuyi had flown over.

In the middle of the glass bottle, the bottle body has silently shattered into particles, and thousands of small glass fragments are mixed with pale green fruit juice, as if they have turned into crystalline bullets, shooting towards themselves!

Zheng Jian didn't have time to apologize and think too much.

In the battle between warlocks, once they lose their first move, they are too passive in the back.

He stomped on one foot, his red hair rising up like flames, and the headband that had bound his hair was long gone.

At the same time, a layer of dark red light seemed to rise from his body, and it seemed that he had cast a fire spirit shield on himself in time.

In an instant, those crystal clear "bullets" had already arrived in front of Zheng Jin, but they stopped strangely, as if they had hit a transparent glass curtain wall.

The "bullets" were shattered into finer shotguns by the "glass curtain wall".

The graupel grains formed a curtain of ice chips, and they did not fall, so they were suspended in front of Zheng Jin.

At this moment, Xie Wuyi had already taken a few steps forward and narrowed the distance between him and Zheng Jin.

At present, the distance between the two sides is less than five meters, and they are at a very dangerous melee distance between the warlocks.

Just as Xie Wuyi was walking, she raised her hand casually and flipped her wrist.

I saw that the soup in the hot pot that Weiling and the others ate before rose to the sky, turning into a steaming red dragon and rushing towards Zheng Jin's door.

The red dragon is like life, winding and circling, full of agility.

Zheng Jian was slightly flustered, and also waved his hand.

Under the hot pot table in front of Welling, the flame that used to cook the hot pot seemed to have gained vitality in an instant.

A flame also rose into the sky, turning into a fiery dragon, and slammed away at the red dragon formed by the red soup.

In an instant, two "dragons" formed by water and fire formed a strong collision in mid-air.

"Whew-"

There was a loud bang, water and fire intersected, and the white water vapor had spread in the air.

At this moment, Li Lingyou threw a bag to Wei Ling and others:

"Don't worry, Miss Xie has the upper hand, we can all stay away!"

Welling kept all three of his children behind him.

Sanxiao tugged at Welling's clothes, but his head was sticking out, watching the development of the battle situation nervously and excitedly, his eyes were wide open, for fear of missing the wonderful picture.

Many diners also walked out of the semi-enclosed private room to watch the battle between the two warlocks, but no one made a sound, like a silent mime, tense and exciting.

The white mist formed by the "Fire Dragon" and the "Red Dragon" in mid-air, along with the graupel formed by the previous fruit dew, had merged together to form a mist in front of Zheng Jin.

Zheng Jian was a little flustered in his heart, and the wine was already completely sober!

He shouted angrily, and everyone onlookers seemed to feel a muffled sound of "boom" in their ears.

The air around them seemed to become heavy and stagnant, with an incomparably hot heat.

The blazing air instantly entered everyone's respiratory tract, making people immediately suffocated!

There are a few mutants who are closer, not warlocks, and their body resistance is obviously worse, and their eyes have instantly turned white due to suffocation!

Fire Spirit Warlock's Beginner Group Attack Technique "Suffocation"!

"Look for death!"

Xie Wuyi snorted coquettishly, and her hands flew away.

In an instant, everyone felt that countless small raindrops suddenly appeared in this hot air, moist and refreshing, and immediately resolved the pressing high temperature.

At the same time, countless refreshing rains seeped into the body, and the whole body was extremely comfortable.

On the other side, when Zheng Jin's "suffocation technique" was broken, he secretly shouted that it was not good, and he was ready to go out and make a big move, not to mention killing this woman in seconds, at least seriously injuring her!

If you don't take into account the accidental injury of the people, fire spirit techniques such as scorching sun explosion, magma, and thermonuclear radiation will be the best means to resolve the crisis.

However, it was too late, there were so many mist and graupel grains around him, and the "mud technique" had solidified and hindered his movements, and the white mist interfered with his vision, thus misjudging the distance between him and Xie Wuyi.

When he suddenly felt that he should retreat sharply and widen the distance, he found that his legs seemed to be wrapped in a quagmire, and the fire spirit shield covering his whole body seemed to be crumbling!

Without waiting for him to make a move, all of a sudden, he felt that his blood seemed to flow extremely slowly, very slowly!

The blood supply to his brain was insufficient, and he immediately felt that even his mind was frozen, and he couldn't even remember how to launch the fire spirit's ultimate......

The intense sense of crisis made him understand that he had to give himself a "blood boiling"!

Instantly! It has to be right away! His spiritual sense is desperately warning!

Do your best to resolve the unfavorable state of "blood clotting" of the water spirit!

At this moment, Zheng Jian suddenly found that his eyes lit up.

All the mist was like being separated by a pair of big hands.

Immediately, he saw the woman with an angry face and a pretty eye, who had appeared less than a meter away from him!

His eyes seemed to burst out, and his sockets were already dripping blood, for he clearly saw a more deadly danger:

A sharp ice blade, I don't know how long it has been brewing, hidden among the white mist and graupel, is shooting at his throat like lightning!

In this electric light, Zheng Jian didn't have time to think about anything else.

Because of his sluggish brain, it was only now that he realized that this cunning woman had frozen her own blood with the "blood coagulation" ability of a water spirit magician!

He could only watch as the ice blade came into his throat!

"Pss

The light enters the throat and passes through the neck!