Seeing that Zhuge Chen's remaining anger had not disappeared, the Xiaoyao Daoist no longer forced the other party to extinguish the fire. Even though the other party's cultivation was below him, the killing power really frightened him.

It will take nearly ten years for such a person to stand in the realm where he is now, and maybe he can really win in this river and lake and achieve a position of honor that has not been seen for thousands of years. Besides, now that he has reached this age, all he can cultivate is the state of mind that he has always looked down on, and as for the rapid progress in cultivation, he doesn't think about it anymore.

As for whether the other three great masters such as the Jade Emperor Pavilion Master could compete with the white-clothed young man sitting in front of them, the Carefree Daoist was noncommittal.

With the talent and talent of the three of you, you still want to wrestle with others, and you don't feel too cold, even I can't suppress the old way, what are you daydreaming?

In the past, he withdrew from the rivers and lakes and came to the Tianshan Mountains to live in seclusion when he was in the middle of the day, on the one hand, he planned to wash his hands in a golden basin, and he didn't want to show off his might in the troubled waters that the young man was extremely longing for, and when he was older, he hated each other. And then there is the oppression of the three great masters, after all, he is the only one of the four who has no blame, and there are no taboos in dealing with people.

Especially the Jade Emperor Pavilion Master, he had long wanted to unite with the remaining two to kill him, but he was still alive and well today. This is the truth of dealing with people, and you have to really experience it to understand, and it is useless to teach by word and deed.

But fortunately, the scholar and the swordsman responded to the sentence, each with his own ambitions, one just wanted to live his happy birthday, and the other was the only knife in this life, and it was true that he wanted to kill him, but it was impossible to join forces with others.

The Xiaoyao Daoist lowered his head, pinched his fingers with his right hand, and muttered to himself, "Count the time, they should also arrive." I can't be happy to have friends from afar. ”

As he spoke, he poured himself a glass of wine and drank it without pause. As if to arouse the wine worm in his stomach, he directly skimmed the glass, picked up the half jar of wine and drank it on his head.

Seeing this scene, Zhuge Chen said slowly: "I'm so old and so addicted to alcohol, be careful that I can't find my way back if I drink too much." ”

When the wooden sword was pressed against his throat, the carefree Taoist who was still calm and light broke his skills for a second, staring at his eyes and wanting to refute, how could he cough out if he was unlucky.

Zhuge Chen squinted and smiled at the Taoist who was patting his chest and trying to stop coughing, and said, "When you are old, you have to serve the old." ”

Another sword stabbed at the tip of the heart of the free Taoist.

Hearing this, the Xiaoyao Daoist couldn't hold back any longer, jumped up and pointed at Zhuge Chen's nose and was about to scold, but he couldn't open his mouth anyway.

Because what the young man in white said was right, no matter how advanced his cultivation was, the fact of age was there, even if the gods came, they couldn't change it.

When he came back to his senses, the young man in white had already walked to the three of them, asked Xiao Tianxuan for an unworn dress, and replaced the broken white clothes.

The carefree Taoist saw it in his eyes, and said hatefully: "Little rabbit cub with sharp teeth and sharp mouth!"

Zhuge Chen ignored it, just staring at the ochre-red robe he was wearing and frowning. Xiao Tianxuan didn't wear white clothes, but he wore them. Zhuge Chen no longer dislikes it, and he doesn't want to wear other people's clothes, not to mention that he doesn't even like physical contact.

Xiao Tianxuan didn't notice Zhuge Chen's eyes, and said to himself: "Brother Zhuge , what's the way with this dress." It's not that I'm talking nonsense, you are born to be a hanger, don't talk about my clothes, even if the clothes of the two young ladies you can control, after all, our faces are not white. ”

Zhuge Chen glanced at Xiao Tianxuan, who was speechless, with a strange face, and said helplessly for a long time: "Then thank you Brother Xiao for your appreciation." ”

The dance clothes on the side couldn't hold back their laughter anymore, and they burst out laughing, looked at Zhuge Chen and squeezed their eyebrows and said: "My sister and I each have a set of white skirts, why don't you take them out and give them to Zhuge Gongzi?" Maybe it's really with you, and when you wear it, it's even more beautiful and fragrant than the two of us, and you are angry with women!"

Zhuge Chen couldn't withstand such an offensive, and quickly lost the battle, closed his eyes and pretended to ignore it, and said: "Go to the side, adults don't intervene when talking to children." ”

Saying that, he raised his legs and walked back, and when he passed by Wuqing, this woman who was as warm as water lowered her head, pulled the corners of her mouth and smiled softly, and said softly: "Zhuge Gongzi looks good in this suit, but he looks better in white." ”

Zhuge Chen stared at Wuqing's face for a long time, and only when the shy woman in front of him was embarrassed and her cheeks flushed because she was embarrassed, he smiled and said, "It's still like you have a sweet mouth and smeared honey." ”

After saying that, he walked back to the free Taoist, sat upright on the futon, and waited for the old Taoist to speak.

As for Wuqing, she was still immersed in the meaning of what she had just said, and she didn't come back to her senses until her sister touched her with her arm a few times. The dance clothes are righteous and stern, and there is no serious appearance of the crazy girl in the past: "People just say a word and you lose your soul, no wonder our father said that the married girl spilled the water, and now I have seen it." ”

Wu Qing touched this sister who wanted to kill her a few days ago, and for no reason she was a little sad for her, and the person she liked was in front of her, but what about her? Ah Long, who had lost his cultivation, might not survive these few days, and he had already died in a corner. Even though her love is still out of reach, it is in front of her. And his sister's share is like a rain of flowers falling in the mountains, beautiful is beautiful, but it is fleeting, and there is no chance to remember it in people's hearts.

Maybe the good-for-nothing Ah Long in her eyes also has merit, and it really doesn't have to be in the eyes of a lover, and it should take a lot of effort to make her crazy sister really fall in love.

Thinking of this, Wuqing Ghost muttered to himself: "When you can like someone again one day, my sister will definitely not care anymore, just let you live freely." ”

Wuyi didn't know why at this time, she turned her head and covered her mouth to speak, just to herself: "Such a man will be liked by a woman, but it's a pity that sister, I am also a woman." ”

......

Zhuge Chen poured the bottom of the last jar of wine into the cup, but it was only half a cup. After raising his head and drinking it, he said to the free Taoist, "Is there anything else?"

The carefree Taoist clasped his hands in front of his chest and ignored them.

Zhuge Chen, who was helpless, had to lower his posture and whispered: "Dare to ask the seniors if there is any fine wine, please come a little." ”

The Taoist remained silent, slightly opening and closing his lips, as if he was chanting the Taoist scriptures.

Zhuge Chen couldn't bear it, slapped him on the ground and stood up, bowed his waist slightly and said: "Daoist, don't take an inch, just because you almost killed me, you have to take out a few jars of wine to apologize, otherwise it will be a bad fate for the two of us to meet this time!"

Only then did the Xiaoyao Daoist take out two jars of alcoholic wine, open them directly, and hand them to Zhuge Chen: "After a big battle, it is not advisable to drink too much, not to mention that you must be a little unhappy if you don't cut off my head with your wooden sword, so drinking is not only not interesting, but has too many disadvantages." ”

Zhuge Chen sneered, and as a result, the jar of wine took a big sip: "According to what you say, I still have to thank you?"

"Not really. The Xiaoyao Daoist directly denied it, but after a while, he smiled cheekily, looking quite old and disrespectful.

Zhuge Chen frowned, and said quickly: "Don't want me to fight with you anymore, otherwise I'm really afraid that I can't help it for a while and kill you!"

The Xiaoyao Daoist waved his hand and said: "How can it, you can help me stop it when three uninvited guests come over, one is not much, two is fine, if you don't mind helping me stop them, I really have to thank you." ”

Zhuge Chen was silent, just buried himself in drinking. To make the pretentious carefree Taoist so jealous, at least he has to stand on the same level as him. And Zhuge Chen happened to know these things with Xiao Tianxuan, except for the Xiaoyao Dao people, there are exactly three great masters in the world.

Could it be that they have a blood feud with the Taoists?

Thinking about what happened to him before, Zhuge Chen knew that it was probably because the three great masters had all suffered from the poisonous hands of the Daoists, and now they were full of wings and came to break off.

Xiaoyao Daoist guessed Zhuge Chen's thoughts, and said with a wry smile: "It's not as complicated as you think, it's just that those three want to be bull's ears on the rivers and lakes." Otherwise, our four great grandmasters have always been at peace with each other, and it would be best if we could die old and not get along."

Zhuge Chen was a little drunk after drinking so much wine, and he held his forehead and asked, "Then why did the three of them come together and find trouble for you first?"

"Probably because they're jealous of my old age!"

Zhuge Chen said angrily: "Seriously!"

The carefree Taoist sighed, restrained his old and unserious appearance, especially the melancholy in his eyebrows, and looked at it with a bit of fairy wind and bones: "To be honest, the three of them fought for that title It actually has nothing to do with me, no matter who wins in the end, my name as a great grandmaster will not change." Maybe in that river and lake with less top combat power, my reputation can still rise, why not such a beautiful thing? But I always feel that the rivers and lakes where one of the three of them is the champion will change its taste, and it will no longer be the rivers and lakes that gave birth to me and raised me before. ”

This old and scary old man seemed to be reminded of the past by his words, and he sighed: "That kind of rivers and lakes are boring!"

Zhuge Chen nodded thoughtfully and said, "Daoist, you're right, that kind of rivers and lakes will indeed be much more boring. ”

The Xiaoyao Daoist swept away the previous gloom, and laughed strangely, as if holding back a bad stomach: "That's why I want you to be that bull-eared guy, it must be much stronger than those three! It's a pity that although your killing power is enough now, your cultivation is ...... It's really not enough to see. ”

After Zhuge Chen heard this, his head shook like a drum: "I'm not right!"

"Why?"

"No why!"

After Zhuge Chen finished speaking, he stood up with the wine jar, and said arrogantly: "Respect this interesting Jianghu!"