The last taste, salty, picked up the wine jug, Lin Xuan took a sip gently, his face changed, he resisted the urge to vomit, grabbed a teapot on the table, and poured it into his mouth violently, the water in a teapot was drunk, and there was still a strong sense of dryness in his mouth.

"I'll rub it, what kind of five-flavor wine, it's also a treasure in the Xuanyu Domain, I think it's a tortured ghost, Wang Zhenxu, you old bastard!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a wave of alcohol rose from his stomach, rushed into his limbs, and then into his brain, Lin Xuan's brain instantly fell into chaos, and his eyes gradually lost consciousness, as if he was drunk.

One staggered, fell to the ground, and a strong smell of wine emanated from his body, spreading out, permeating the entire room, and also spreading to the next room, the young man with the broken arm opened his eyes, glanced at Lin Xuan's room, shook his head, and continued to meditate and cultivate.

The five flavors, sour, sweet, bitter, spicy, and salty, contain five kinds of life, like reincarnation, making people addicted and unable to extricate themselves, Lin Xuan's consciousness is constantly reincarnated and tempered in these five flavors.

Time passes, and a day is made in the blink of an eye.

"The elder has ordered, everyone gathers in the council hall, and within ten minutes, no one can be missing. ”

An order came from outside, and the young man with a broken arm sat up from the bed, stared at it, walked to the door of Lin Xuan's room, and knocked on the door.

"Brother Shen, the elder has an order, we have to go. ”

The young man with the broken arm stood for a long time, never heard a response, frowned, pushed open the door, looked at the scene in the house, and was slightly stunned.

In the room, there were five wine jugs scattered on the ground, and the strong smell of wine filled the whole room, penetrating into his nose, making him cover his nose, this wine smell was too strong.

It's been a day, he is still drinking, and he is so drunk that he is so exaggerated, lying on the ground with big characters, without any image, sleeping, snoring, and the young man with a broken arm snorted for a while, and left directly.

The disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect are just like this, the big war is imminent, but they are so drunk, maybe they are too comfortable in the sect, and they don't know what tension is.

In the hall of the Heavenly Sword Academy, a group of people had gathered, and people kept entering, and ten minutes later, the door of the conference hall closed, and in front, three elders slowly walked out.

"Have all the people arrived?" The faint question came from Elder Nanyang, with a serious face, everyone nodded, but one person shook his head, it was the young man with a broken arm, and the eyes of a group of people converged on the young man with a broken arm.

"Who hasn't arrived?"

"Elder Yu, it's Shen Ye. The young man with the broken arm replied, not daring to look directly at Elder Nanyang, feeling a little apprehensive in his heart.

"Why don't you come?" Elder Nanyang asked again, his gaze fell straight on the broken arm Qing, the broken arm young man's body trembled, and he stammered a word, and everyone's expressions froze instantly.

"What are you talking about, say it again!" Elder Nanyang asked again, his voice raising a point, and there was a hint of anger in his tone.

He ...... Drunk. ”

Half in the bag?

Everyone looked suffocated, all of them had wonderful faces, and they all held back their smiles, when the Eight Sects met the martial arts, there were still people who were drunk, this person was really Tai Chi.

There was a whisper, everyone was discussing Lin Xuan, they all wanted to see who Lin Xuan was, the big war was coming, he was so relaxed, like a nobody, if he wasn't strong, he didn't care about anything, he didn't care about this, then he was a little stupid.

Under some inquiry, Lin Xuan's "information" was dug up, Shen Ye, a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect, and an extremely talented disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect, but it is said that he injured his head and rested for eight years.

It seems that there is a reason for this, and there is a problem with the brain, no wonder it is so.

"When is it, you still dare to drink, and you are so drunk that you can't wake up in the world, come here, bring Shen Ye to me!" Elder Nanyang was furious and shouted, and the young man with the broken arm walked out tremblingly.

"But Elder, he's already drunk......"

"Drag me, drag him and drag him to me, it's you, go, bring Shen Ye here, if you can't bring it, you can also get out of here!" Elder Nanyang said angrily, and with a finger of his hand, he pointed directly at the young man with the broken arm.

"Yes!"

The young man with the broken arm had a bitter look on his face, but he had to nod, left the conference hall, and went to find Lin Xuan.

"Interesting, this Shen Ye is really a wonderful person, I want to see it, hehe. ”

In a corner, the executioner wearing steel claws said with a smile, rubbing the steel claws in his hands, and a touch of cruelty flashed in his eyes from time to time.

"Disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect, except for the step-fright, others don't have to care, at best, they are just cannon fodder. The thin young man White Wolf said, his face was indifferent, even looking at the expressions of the three Heavenly Sword Sect elders did not change in the slightest.

"Shen Ye. Shadow Kill frowned, a dark light flashed in his eyes, and he didn't say a word.

Standing in front of all the disciples, carrying a sword, with a trace of sword intent around him, his eyes closed, as if he had sunk into his own world, he had no interest in Shen Ye.

"Woo-ra!"

The door opened again, and the young man with the broken arm walked in with a person on his back, and then there was a strong smell of wine, which made everyone cover their noses for a while, this smell of wine is too strong, how much should it be drunk?

With a person behind his back in one hand, a little uncoordinated, the young man with a broken arm put Lin Xuan on the ground, Lin Xuan suddenly choked with wine, exhaled a big sip of wine, and a group of people frowned in unison.

"Elder, Shen Ye...... It's here. The young man with the broken arm said, with some embarrassment on his face.

"What a system, get up for me!" Elder Nanyang was furious at that time, and he shouted violently, shaking the entire conference hall, and the conference hall fell silent, but was interrupted by a very incongruous snoring.

Everyone looked over, all of them were shocked, showing surprise and admiration, the elders were crazy, they didn't wake up like this, they were too strong, this is probably the so-called Mount Tai collapsed in front of the color unchanged.

"Shen Ye, get out of here!" Elder Nanyang snorted again, Lin Xuan's body moved, but he just turned over and found a better position to lie down, and everyone's eyes were about to pop out in shock.

"Criminal, what a criminal!" Elder Nanyang was so angry that he was about to slap his palm at Lin Xuan, but was stopped by Elder Wenhe.

"Wen He, don't stop me, the big war is imminent, you dare to drink like this, ignore the rules of the sect, such a disciple, sooner or later he will embarrass the Heavenly Sword Sect, it is better for me to finish him off early. ”

"Nanyang, calm your anger, Shen Ye is so sure that he also has a hard time, the pain of losing his teacher, and the stupidity of the past eight years, he does have too much suffering in his heart, let's give him a chance for the time being. ”

Xiao Wenhe persuaded him, Nanyang's face kept changing, and finally sighed heavily, but he still withdrew his hand, glanced at the young man with a broken arm, and there was a cold light in his eyes.

"Bring me back this obstacle!"

"Yes. As if the young man with the broken arm was released, he silently wiped the fine sweat on his head, and left as if he had fled with Lin Xuan on his back.

(End of chapter)