"Why should I fight you?" said the spiritual cultivator with disdain as he poured his wine.

"Then what are you participating in the martial arts competition for?"

"For what? For the wine, of course. Lingxiu Zi drank the wine in one gulp, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

"Come on, drink, get drunk and relieve a thousand sorrows!"

He is addicted to alcohol, and I regard death as home, maybe it is the fate of God.

Fang Yu sat on the table, picked up a jar of wine, opened the red seal, and said confidently: "Come, I'll fight with you today!"

In the martial arts ring, there is no winner or loser, and there must be a high and low in drinking.

"Heh, as long as you can beat me, I'll fight you. ”

The spiritual cultivator was interested, and he also picked up a jar of wine and drank it. The two of them talked nonsense, and after a while, they actually felt a little familiar.

The spiritual cultivator asked curiously, "Why do you want to kill me so much? I don't want to die, I want to die in wine." ”

Fang Yu was stunned for a moment, then replied with a slight smile: "I don't want to kill you, I just want to chase the pleasure between life and death." ”

"Boring!"

"You're not boring, you're an alcoholic, you're interesting?" Fang Yu immediately retorted.

"Ha," the spiritual cultivator took a sip of wine and asked curiously, "Why are you pursuing that pleasure?"

"Because that's my fate!"

"What does this have to do with fate?" the spiritual cultivator was confused when he heard this.

Ay......

Fang Yu let out a long sigh before he said, "I've been fighting for as long as I can remember.

I always think of a spider that killed all its siblings before it survived.

It became the king of the land, and all living things were subservient to its feet.

I am the spider, and only fighting is where I belong. ”

Hahahaha......

Lingxiu laughed and complained, "That spider is so pitiful! ”

"I think you're more pitiful than that?"

"Why?"

"You drunkard, what other happy things do you know besides drinking?"

This sentence immediately poked into his heart.

The spiritual cultivator put down the jar and stopped drinking, and he said softly, "Indeed, drinking never makes people happy. The only thing that makes people happy is dreams. ”

Seeing his sad expression, Fang Yu couldn't help asking, "Now, why do you like drinking so much?"

Ay......

"I don't like to drink at all......"

"Nonsense!" Fang Yu immediately retorted.

"When I was five years old, my father died in battle, and since then, my mother has been drinking every day. No matter how I persuaded her, she just wouldn't listen, and she would get drunk every day.

Later, in order to anger her. I also started drinking, even more than her. When I was fifteen years old, my mother was gone forever.

And from then on, wine became the whole of my life. ”

"Cut, you're such a fool, yours are such a boring person. Fang Yu shook the wine jar with his hand and asked with concern, "What kind of wine are you fighting for this martial arts battle?"

"White python gall wine!"

"If you really have this wine, don't you lie to me?" Fang Yu has been walking the rivers and lakes for decades, and he has tasted a lot of good wine, but he really hasn't heard of any white python gall wine.

"Do you know the bhikkhus? he raised a big white python snake!" the spiritual cultivator leaned into his ear and whispered softly.

"Oh, you said that false monk. Do you want to take the spirit snake and snake gall to make wine?" The monk was not a monk, but he kept his head shaved.

"Hey, no matter how fierce that big snake is, it won't be your opponent? "Indeed, with the kung fu and cultivation of the spiritual cultivator, let alone a big python, even if it is ten hundred, it is no longer a problem.

Lingxiu Zi chuckled and said embarrassedly, "I won't tell you anything, I'm actually very afraid of snakes!"

When he was a child, he was bitten by a poisonous snake, and since then, he has fallen into the problem of being afraid of snakes.

Hahahaha......

Fang Yu slapped the table while laughing out loud, "You come with me, and I will kill the white python snake for you." ”

"Are you serious? Why are you helping me?" Lingxiu was surprised, was he drunk and joking, or did he really intend to help me?

"Of course, I had to be the only one who had to be such an interesting challenge. Fang Yu got up, drank all the wine in the jar, and said confidently: "I won't tell you anything, I have long wanted to meet the old monk monk." ”

The two went downstairs one after the other, and Ling Xiuzi went to settle the bill, where did Zhou Xiaoyi dare to accept it, and respectfully sent the two away.

The two of them strode out of Storm City and hurried towards a manor on the outskirts.

This manor is called the White Python Garden, and it is a manor specially built by the monks for the white python. This manor is nearly a hectare in size, and there are countless spirit snakes and venoms in it.

None of those who were brought into the manor came out alive.

Fang Yu was sitting on a big tree outside the manor, and he looked inside.

I saw that the houses inside were dotted around, and it was still unknown where the white python snake was?

"This is really too difficult, why don't we go back?" Lingxiu Zi looked at the team, patrolling Iron Eagle Guards, wanting to bypass these elites, and find the white python snake, it was really more difficult than climbing to the sky.

"Shut up! This white python snake, I have to kill it!" Fang Yu was very strong, and what he was most afraid of was that others would say that he couldn't do it.

"How are you going to get in?" a group of Iron Eagle Guards muttered quietly as they approached slowly.

Fang Yu listened to him and said something to him, and the expression on his face immediately changed from helplessness to excitement.

Lingxiu jumped lightly off the tree and staggered towards the Iron Eagle Guards.

"Hey, who dare you trespass into the White Python Garden?" a team of five, the leading captain asked loudly.

"Is there any wine......? Hurry up and serve the wine!"

"Where did the stinky drunkard come from, it doesn't hurt to dare to come here!" The captain grabbed him by the collar and scolded viciously.

"Ahh!!hh

"It stinks!" the foul smell of alcohol sprayed the captain's face, "Okay, there is a way in heaven that you don't take, and there is no door in hell for you to break into." ”

The captain instantly drew the dagger from his waist and stabbed him in the neck with a sharp slam.

Lingxiu Zi had already prepared, and he turned his neck to dodge this attack. He stretched out his right hand, grabbed his right wrist, swiped it in reverse, and sent it back, and the dagger had already pierced the captain's chest.

Before the captain could react, he collapsed in a pool of blood.

Dada......

Lingxiuzi jumped up and kicked his legs, and a set of chain kicks instantly kicked the chests of the four people. They didn't even make half a move, and they fell to the ground.

"Who are you?" asked the captain as he lay on the ground, his voice trembling.

"Do you have any wine?"

"Hahaha, you madman, prepare to die!" the captain pulled out a whistle from his pocket.

Woowoo!!

The sharp whistle, like a sudden air raid siren, broke the calm here in an instant.

The nearby Iron Eagle Guards, listening to the whistle, also rushed over in a hurry.