Ji Yuan fell drunk on the grass, there was still a vague murmur in his mouth, as if he was laughing and recalling the wine and swordsmanship, even if Tu Yi was so close, he couldn't hear it clearly, and soon he could only hear Ji Yuan's breathing.

Tu Tong and Tu Miao also subconsciously stood up at the moment when Ji Yuan fell, even the old monk of Buddha Yin, several people all approached Ji Yuan's side, and saw Ji Yuan's state one step later than Tu Yi.

"This ...... Mr. Ji, he ......"

Hearing Tu Miao's words of surprise and doubt, Tu Yi, who was half-squatting beside Ji Yuan, raised his head and smiled helplessly at the three of them.

"Mr. Ji, he seems to be drunk. ”

"Drunk?"

Tu Tong took a few steps closer, also squatted down, and subconsciously wanted to reach out to touch Ji Yuan's face, but was glanced at by Tu Yi on the side with a sneer, and immediately stopped his hand.

"Good, I want to think about Mr. Fang's way of drinking, and he doesn't dissipate the smell of wine, and the real immortal is also drunk!"

The old monk of Buddha Yin said with a smile, and at the same time thought in his heart, maybe Mr. Ji would have begged to get drunk.

Ji Yuan surprised the three nine-tailed fox demons and the old monk of Buddha Yin, but his state, no matter how he looked at it, didn't look like he was fake drunk, since Ji Yuan was drunk, then this sword discussion could naturally only stop there.

Tu Tong, Tu Miao, and the old monk Foyin did not take the initiative to mention the victory or loss of this sword discussion, anyway, Ji Yuan was drunk in the middle of the sword discussion, so naturally it was not a win, but if you want to say that Ji Yuan is familiar, I'm afraid even Tu Yi will not agree.

"Mr. Ji is drunk, but you can't let him sleep on the ground, right?"

Tu Tong, who was half-squatting, had his collarbone slightly exposed, and said this to Tu Yi with a smile, who nodded lightly.

"Although my tree pavilion is a little simple, I won't dislike Mr. Ji if I want to come, so let Mr. Ji rest on the couch in my study. ”

Without waiting for others to speak, Tu Yi raised Ji Yuan's hand, put it over his shoulder, and walked to the tree pavilion with Ji Yuan, who was staggering and almost unable to walk, and put Ji Yuan on a wooden couch in a small room connected to the living room outside.

After Ji Yuan lay on the wooden couch and turned over comfortably, he continued to sleep on his side in a position of lying on his side, and his breathing became longer and longer.

Tu Yi stood on the edge of the bed and looked at Ji Yuan for a while, thinking about Ji Yuan's last sword just now, and deducing another possibility in his heart.

'What if Ji Yuan didn't get drunk?' If that sword finger comes over, can I catch it......

Just a moment? Tu Yi substituted himself in the state he had just now, and thought about a lot of possibilities? But in the end, there is not much certainty that you will be able to stop that sword? Maybe he'll really burst out of mana at that moment......

After glancing at Ji Yuan again, Tu Yi turned around and left? Actually, just now? He even suspected that Ji Yuan was pretending to be drunk in order to save his face? But everyone in the back watched the fate and get drunk, so it shouldn't be fake.

When Tu Yi came out of the Tree Pavilion, Tu Miao had already raised his glass to toast him.

"Brother Tu Yi? This three-day sword? It's really wonderful, ancient and modern, although I don't use a sword? But is it also beneficial? Even if you don't drink alcohol, you're as drunk as Mr. Ji!"

"It's really mysterious, it's really convincing!"

Tu Tong also complimented? Then he looked in the direction of the tree pavilion and asked one more question.

"How soon do you think Mr. Ji will wake up?"

"I don't think it will take long. ”

Tu Yi replied, sat back down at the wooden table, poured himself a glass of wine and drank it all, reminiscing about the previous sword discussion in his heart.

How many others don't say more? All sit down at the table? The old monk of Buddha Yin closed his eyes and meditated, Tu Tong also closed his eyes slightly, Tu Yi drank alone, and Tu Miao took out a stack of white paper, and kept writing something with a pen.

Several people are in the perception of the sword discussion in the previous three days, and the biggest benefit is naturally Tu Yi, who is the same as Ji Yuan, he actually doesn't like to drink, but because Ji Yuan really drank hard, he was greatly impacted, and he also tried to drink to replace the feeling of Ji Yuan, but unfortunately he didn't want to.

After Tu Yi was drinking, he glanced at Tu Miao, and saw that although he wrote and painted, even if he was a nine-tailed Taoist, he didn't understand the sword or didn't understand the sword.

But no matter what, being able to leave three points of true meaning on paper is already considered to be a profound way.

Compared with the four people in front of the table, those fox demons nearby, including Tu Sisi, although they were taken care of in the process, but until this moment they were still beating very fast, their minds were full of the figures of the first day of the previous two swordsmanship, they were close to the water, but because they were protected by the nine-tailed fox and the old monk of the Buddha seal, although they were not harmed by the sword intent and could watch the whole process relatively easily, but the benefits were more limited than the foxes in the outer valleys.

On the other side of the valley, most of the foxes are unconscious, and many are pranayama themselves, while Tu Yun and a few more powerful fox demons either rely on protective treasures, or rely on Taoism, and force themselves to watch the whole process.

Tu Yun clutched a god protection orb on her chest, which was not only to protect the soul, but also to nourish her originally fragmented primordial spirit at all times.

At this time, Tu Yun, like some fox demons around, was still in the shock of the sword, Tu Yi's ancestor's swordsmanship was superb, but the swordsmanship of the true immortal plan was also beautiful, it was better to watch the operation of heaven and earth, and it seemed to be more attractive......

"Whew...... It's finally over, the Ancestor has won!"

"yes, I won't be able to hold on any longer!" "Well, so am I, fortunately the old ancestor won!"

"Yes, just now I was really afraid that Old Ancestor Tu Yi would lose!"

Tu Yun looked at a few fox demons around him and muttered.

"Yes, at most it's a tie......

Tu Yunben hated Ji Yuan to the core, but at this moment, he suddenly understood what the ancestor had said to him, he was just an ant, what ability and qualification did he have to hate Ji Yuan?

......

Outside the tree pavilion in the valley, Tu Tong, Tu Miao, Tu Yi and the old monk of Foyin each realized their reasoning, and in the book pavilion with lush branches and leaves, Ji Yuan slept quietly on Tu Yi's wooden couch.

Ji Yuan was indeed drunk, this may be the first time that Ji Yuan has been so drunk since he came to this world, but he was drunk comfortably, drunk comfortably, drunk chic, and drunk at the right time.

Before Ji Yuan fell, he was actually drunk, and the last sword was simply a drunken dream of showing sword intent, and it was also in that drunken dream sword, as Ji Yuan expected, at the moment when he was drunk and asleep, like a dream and not a dream, the induction of "Dream in the Clouds" reached its peak, and he also locked the place of the book of heaven at this moment, and even could detect the breath next to the book.

The four people outside and all the foxes in the valley were all intoxicated by Ji Yuan and Tu Yi's three-day sword discussion, while Ji Yuan, who was breathing evenly and lying quietly and drunk, sat up at this moment.

No, Ji Yuan is still drunk, because Ji Yuan on the bed is still asleep, and Dao Yun does not change his breath.

But at this moment, Ji Yuan did stand up again, in Ji Yuan's dream!

This is Ji Yuan's most strange use since he comprehended the art of dreaming, it really looks like he is dreaming, it seems to be a little trance, but he has not yet woken up in the dream, so he still staggered after standing up.

"Hehehehe, hehehehe...... I'm drunk......"

Ji Yuan covered his forehead and looked back, everything in his sight seemed to be a little spinning, and Ji Yuan on the bed seemed to snore faintly.

Ji Yuan smiled and pointed to the bed.

"No, it's you who are drunk, I'm not drunk, hahahaha......"

Shaking and shaking, Ji Yuan walked out of the tree pavilion, saw the respective states of the three nine-tailed foxes, and saw the old monk of Buddha Yin sitting like a clay statue, but the four of them seemed to be unaware of Ji Yuan's arrival, Ji Yuan knew that if he didn't show them attacks or other bad thoughts, they should not be aware of him.

When he staggered past the wooden table and passed by the large pile of wine jars, Ji Yuan took a few more looks, this wine jar was piled up in a small half of the valley, but ten jars and nine empty, which showed how much he drank before and how much he drank freely.

Ji Yuan's footsteps seem to be unstable, but there is another charm in the shaking, stepping on the lake surface of the valley, just like Ling Bo's slight steps, and then the body is shaking, like the clouds and smoke in the streamer, a little bit across the lake, stepping on the peak, over the mountain......

The speed seems to be not fast, but it seems to be infinitely fast.

When passing by Tu Yun, Ji Yuan took a second look, in terms of breath, this fox was indeed more pleasing to the eye than at the beginning, and then stepped out of the valley and went all the way.

No lifting, no changing, no moving......

Ji Yuan's steps are always a little crooked, but one step can get out of the exaggerated distance, maybe a long time, maybe just a moment, Ji Yuan himself can't tell, in short, when his body shook and stabilized again, he rubbed his forehead and raised his head, and saw a wooden building in the hall, there were two women sitting at the chess table, one of them was Tu Siyan.

"Hahahahaha...... Here's it!"

Ji Yuan staggered and walked a few steps closer, thought about it, carried his back with one hand, and showed his sword fingers with the other, and could vaguely feel the ubiquitous sword intent of the Qingteng Sword.

"Hey, the sword that Tu Yi can't see will be given to you!"

After that, Ji Yuan's figure swayed, and he pointed a sword finger forward.

At this moment, the light sound of the Qingteng Sword also sounded in Ji Yuan's dream.

At this moment, all the illusory around him twisted and rotated, turning into a dragon, and at this moment, the infinite sword intent came out from Ji Yuan's sword, passing through Tu Siyan's forehead......

In front of the wooden building, another woman dropped the sunspot in her hand in a corner.

"It's your turn. ”

But Tu Siyan didn't react, and she seemed to be asleep lazily lying on the table.

"It's your turn!"

The woman screamed again, but Tu Siyan still didn't react, she frowned, and when she was about to say something, she was suddenly slightly stunned, and then her face changed greatly.

The demonic energy on Tu Siyan's body, the aura surrounding him, and the essence of the Yuan Shen were actually faintly leaking out.

"What's wrong with you, you ......"

The woman reached out and lifted Tu Siyan's head, her pupils shrunk.

Tu Siyan seems to be mostly still there, and it seems that the spirit is still there, but it is like a ceramic crack, and all the vitality is irreversibly dissipating.

At this moment, Tu Siyan's spirit completely collapsed, dissipating at an unimaginable and unresponsive speed, completely turning into a corpse.

Shocked! Overwhelmed! Afraid!

Dead! Dead! Dead! Tu Siyan is dead! In front of himself, he died inexplicably!

......

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