The drunkard is a very good talker, and everyone he knows says so. He is the kind of typical knife-mouthed tofu heart, although he is holding a bottle of liquor all day long, he is drunk all day long, like a homeless uncle. However, there is no doubt that he is an elder who cares deeply about his younger generations.

Let's take Murong Yao as an example, although he has been talking about Murong Yao all day long.

"Xiao Yao, it's been so long, you can't even learn the simplest 'Phantom Beast Spirit Outfit'. It's too much, isn't it?"

"Xiao Yao, you're too stupid, aren't you? This is like this here, don't pretend to be rich and handsome with a fan all day long. ”

"Xiao Yao, look at how old you are now, you don't even have a girlfriend, hey, it's so useless. ”

Every time they meet, the drunkard seems to have thousands of dissatisfactions, constantly counting Murong Yao's no, it seems that in his eyes, Murong Yao is a little kid with only shortcomings.

"You're so stupid, don't rush forward with anything, you're still young, don't take everything on you, okay? Well, no, it looks like I'm going to give you some means to save your life." ”

"See clearly, this is the spell 'Ten Thousand Swords Technique' I got from the spirit of life, of course, you can't use that strong liliang, but it's enough to save your life. ”

Drunkard, he is like a nagging father, he cares about Murong Yao and them, and takes care of them, for him, these young people are his most valuable treasure.

"The white-haired man sends the black-haired man. A gust of majesty drifted by, and the drunkard, who was still in a dark blue city control uniform, stood quietly in front of Murong Yao.

"Good, that's amazing. Evan didn't see clearly how this mysterious uncle came to be, but he forced back the murderous Flandoro so easily, what kind of person is he!

The drunkard, codenamed Chengguan, sighed softly, and said a little distractedly: "Xiao Yao, you are really the most useless of the group of children." Not only is there no Xuan Xuan's cleverness, but there is also no Chu Ling's good luck, and there is no Hao Yan's ability to fight ......."

Fran frowned slightly, she had a very dangerous feeling for this middle-aged man who appeared mysteriously, yes, the feeling of danger that she hadn't experienced for a long time, as if she was being targeted by a hungry wolf, a creepy feeling. She stretched out her right hand and slowly condensed a red energy.

"Darkwing Tianhua!"

"Bang!"

Fran was taken aback, his full strength could not even penetrate his protective strength, although he was seriously injured, although he was plotted by someone, although he was firmly suppressed by this Shijie rule. However, in any case, this is a blow with all his own strength! A blow with all his strength that includes "breaking" the rules! Even a protective strength ...... Who the hell is he?

"But. The drunkard took out two bottles of wine from his arms, and after a snap, bursts of wine fragrance spread out, "You are the most heartfelt one in that group of children, you are not as arrogant as Xuan Chu, you are not as rude as Chu Ling, and you are not as arrogant as Hao Yan...... Weishenme, could it be you? So I told you not to swagger through the market with a folding fan, right? Sooner or later, you will be struck by lightning......

"Look at you. The drunkard put down the wine bottle and slowly closed Murong Yao's slightly unwilling eyes, "Look at you like this, you won't be talking about your little cousin in Zuihou's time, right?

At this moment, a look of danger flashed in the eyes of one of the Frans, and she stared deeply at the drunkard's back.

"Bang!" Fran vanished as if she had been attacked by something.

"I've got it for you. The drunkard picked up another bottle of wine and said with some melancholy: "This time you must finish it in one go like a man." ”

"This year's Mid-Autumn Festival, there is one less person ......"

Fran gritted her teeth, and at the same time as the other remaining clone, she turned into a streamer and attacked the drunkard who seemed completely defenseless.

"Goodong~"

"Ha~"

After taking a big sip heartily, the drunkard wiped the corners of his mouth a little embarrassed: "It's really very lonely to drink alone." ”

"Impossible!" said Fran, looking at the drunkard incredulously, when did he get around there, and he didn't feel it at all.

"Hiccup~" The drunkard threw away the wine bottle, and he sniffled: "Interesting liliang, is everything destroyed in sight?"

"But. The drunkard shook his right hand, and an ordinary, colorless wooden sword appeared in his hand, "What I have in my hands is 'Xiaoyao'." ”

"Huh?" Fran touched his chest, and at some point, there was already a big hole there, and then he looked at the doppelganger, and after a shudder, it also disappeared into nothingness.

"Edgeworth rides the wind to destroy the demons between heaven and earth"

"I have fun with wine, but I am crazy without wine"

"Drink all the rivers, and then swallow the sun and the moon"

"A thousand cups of drunkenness, only I am a wine and sword fairy"

The drunkard gently raised his wooden sword and pointed it at Fran from afar.

"Bacchus!"

A phantom figure dressed in a robe and holding a sword appeared out of thin air, and he glanced at Fran, and then slashed it seemingly very casually.

"Tear up!"

All is silent......

"Seriously, I have a very bad feeling. Fang Shou grabbed Xiao Ha and said with a little despair: "I really feel that someone is calling me." Let's go over and have a look. ”

"Look at your sister. Xiao Ha tilted his head disdainfully, and said lazily: "Maybe you're just too afraid of Fang Lin's dark cuisine, aren't you?" The sun always shines after the storm, doesn't it?"

"Don't say that I seem to have to go through wind and rain, okay?" Fang Shou pulled the corners of Xiao Ha's mouth with some dissatisfaction, a slut is hypocritical, don't expect it to spit out any good words, this is really the law of the universe.

"Cut, I'm telling the truth anyway. Saying...... Is that Lord Murong?"

"My lord?" Fang Shou was stunned, sure enough, at the door of his house, there was a familiar person standing there sorting out something, just looking at the back, it was indeed that Murong Yue who was stingy and stingy and hateful!

"Hey, I've heard what you're saying. Xiao Ha blinked.

"If you dare to say it, I'll kill you right away. Fang Shou also blinked, completely looking like an honest person.

"Yo, Murong. Fang Shou patted Murong Yue's shoulder.

"Scared!" Murong Yue was taken aback, and subconsciously threw a punch back.

"Oops!" The defenseless Fang Shou took this blow hard, and under the pain, he couldn't help but bend down and rub his injured position, and he asked aggrievedly: "What are you doing? Why did I provoke you? Can I do this? Damn, it hurts so much......

"Nothing. Murong Yue was slightly stunned, and immediately changed back to her signature noble and cold appearance, she pulled her hair and said casually: "It's just that my hands are itchy." ”

"Hey, give me a good haodedaoqian!" Fang Shou was a little lacking in confidence.

"Daoqian?" Murong Yue smiled coldly: "Who should be with whom Daoqian?" Fang, Shou, Tong, Learn!"

"I'm sorry, I was wrong!" Fang Shou was very wise to daoqian for the morning's matter, what is the matter? Of course, it is a private collection of A-movies, collusion with perverts, and secretly photographing the girl who has just come out of the bath. Alie, the latter thing seems to really have nothing to do with Fang Shou.

"Ahem. Anyway, Murong, are you in a bad mood?" Fang Shou tried to change the subject.

"Really?" Murong Yue didn't notice that at this time, she didn't have the usual powerful aura at all, her face was a little pale, as if something was bothering her, "It's just a little uneasy." ”

"Oh, that weishenme, you're in tears?"

"What, what?" Murong Yue was taken aback, and hurriedly turned her back, she was so strong, she would not let others see her tears easily.

"What the hell is going on. Fang Shou hurriedly took out a crumpled tissue from his coat pocket and wanted to hand it to Murong Yue.

"I'm fine. Murong Yue touched her eyes with some confusion and muttered to herself, "What's going on? This feeling of heart like a knife hurts." ”

"Murong ......"

At this time, Xiao Ha was surprisingly quiet, it raised its head, looked in a certain direction attentively, and did not say a word......

Bacchus!

This is the sword trick that the drunkard received from his own natal spirit, and he bursts out with the true qi of his whole body, summons the god of wine, and deals a fatal blow to the enemy.

The few flanns in front of the drunkard's eyes have completely disappeared, this is the power of the god of wine. has become a human body, mastered the power of rules, and obtained the liliang of gods and demons. This is the realm of alcoholics.

The drunkard put down the wooden sword and frowned a little puzzled: "Something is wrong. ”

Maybe an ordinary person like Evan can't feel it, but the drunkard saw it, and at the moment when he launched his sword move, although Fran was already unavoidable, he did suffer from that move, but.

"Sure enough, it's still very wrong. The drunkard looked ahead: "She's at least a True Ancestor-level existence, right? Does it have anything to do with you?" Evangeline, Duke Dracula...... She's from your Blood Council, right? Ignoring the contract that was made back then, I thought, I can travel to Europe at public expense, right?"

As he spoke, the drunkard shook his body slightly, and disappeared in place.

"Ahem~" Evan pushed away the boulder pressing on his body with some embarrassment, and the mysterious Liliang of the family saved himself again, or rather, it was the drunkard's men who showed mercy. In short, it was not easy for him to survive a battle of this magnitude.

Evan patted the dust off his body and looked around, except for the broken corpses in one place, there was only medical equipment that had been almost destroyed, right? With so many people dead, I don't know how the Celestial Empire will explain. I think it won't be long before the search and rescue crews will be here, right?

"Click. Evan accidentally kicked something, and he looked down to see that it was a familiar pink coffin, "What is this?"

Concentrate. I think those who have played "Sword and Fairy 1" should be familiar with this poem, right? Wandering the rivers and lakes is enough. The dream of the sword fairy back then started with a drunk man who begged for wine.