Wei Jingzhen and his party walked slowly through the streets of the city, and gradually, everyone began to realize that the current Silent City was a little different from usual. On the streets, although there are many tourists, they are all in a hurry, and their faces are not happy at all, but they seem to be about to come to a catastrophe.

"What's the matter with these people? Why do they all look like they're dead in the house?" Morehir's low muttering aroused the disgust of some of the passers-by around him, but those people were afraid of the strength of his upper gods, and they didn't dare to step forward to provoke them at will, so they just glared angrily and walked away from the distance.

Morehir glared at the pedestrians viciously, and whispered to Wei Shocking: "Brother Shock, it's still your 'Pupil Dyeing Spirit Grass' that works." You see, now, who else in this city of annihilation will be able to recognize us? Hehe, even if we make a fuss here, they will never think of the Philip God Realm. ”

Wei Zhen smiled slightly, "Brother Hill, we came out to find someone this time, not to fight. Don't get me in trouble. ”

Morehir laughed "haha", "What are you afraid of? With the strength of these of us, even if we walk sideways here, who can control us? The ancestor said, even the upper heavenly gods of the peak realm may not be your opponent, you say, what else do I have to worry about?"

Wei shrugged helplessly, "Master is talking about a one-on-one situation, if the other party comes up with several people in one go, then I may not be able to deal with it." In short, we all have to be careful here, Di Bo God Realm Hidden Dragon Crouching Tiger, we must not underestimate the masters here. ”

Morehir smiled and nodded, "You can rest assured. I'm just saying that I, Morehir, will never be vague on important matters!"

Wei and Morehir talk all the way, while Frostwind and Snowfall and her sister chatter about the shops lining the streets, giving their opinions on the various goods in the shops.

The group walked for a while talking and laughing, and Frost Wind Aoxue suddenly pulled her sister Ling Xue, pointed to the street on the other side, and said to Wei Jingzhen and Morehill: "Brother Hill, Brother Jingjing, my sister and I will go over there for a walk." We'll meet in the middle of the city in a moment, shall we?"

"It's fine. Wei nodded in surprise, "Be careful, don't make trouble! If something happens, remember to run in the direction of the center of the city." ”

"Okay, I'll remember it all!" Frostwind Aoxue pouted in agreement, then pulled her sister Ling Xue and ran away with a smile.

"This girl...... "Morehir sneered, pointing to a tavern in front of her, "Forget it, leave them alone." Brother Surprise, there's a tavern there, why don't we go over and have a drink?"

"Okay, just sit there. Although he came out this time to find the whereabouts of Cambrian Shock, Wei couldn't bear to irritate Morehill's interest, so he nodded in agreement and entered the tavern with Morehill one after another.

The tavern is not large, but it is the size of two shops facing the street. The light inside the tavern was dim, and the air was filled with the smell of alcohol. Strangely enough, there were not many people drinking in the tavern, seven or eight of the dozen or so tables were empty, and the tables where there were people seated were not full, and only one or two people sat sparsely on the four or five seats.

"Why are there so few people?" Morey Hille frowned suddenly. Under normal circumstances, only if the quality of the wine is too poor will the tavern not have business. Morehir was indeed a little worried, afraid that he would not be able to drink good wine in this tavern.

Morehill was still hesitating to change the tavern, but Wei was already sitting down at a table in the house.

"Big Brother Hill, sit down. Wei smiled and beckoned to Morehill, "I see that in the past few days, business here has been like this, not that the quality of the drinks is not good. ”

"You know what I'm thinking?" Morehir sat down beside Wei in disbelief.

"I guess. Wei smiled faintly, "If you don't think that the quality of the drinks is affecting the business here, then it's a strange thing!"

"That's right!" Morehill smiled and beckoned a waiter.

The waitress is a delicate and lovely girl, although she is not too beautiful, but she is better than her graceful figure. In this dimly lit tavern, it's easy to evoke the sordid reverie of some drunkards.

"Bring us three barrels of your best wine here!" Morehir commanded, almost salivating.

Usually in taverns, drinks are sold by the glass, but Morehill is used to being extravagant, and his favorite thing is to pour one glass after another, and it would be too uncomfortable for him to order a glass of wine at a time.

Wei watched with a smile, and just sat silent.

Hearing that a guest had ordered three barrels of wine at once, the waitress girl couldn't hide the joy on her face, and even replied in a loud voice: "Okay! Okay! Please wait! Come soon!"

In a short time, three barrels of fine wine were placed on the table. Morehill slammed the lid of the barrel, and the small space in the tavern was filled with the strong aroma of wine.

"Sure enough, it's good wine!" Morehill exclaimed, taking the glass and filling it full, "I haven't drunk in a long time!

Wei took it with a smile and drank the glass of wine briskly.

After a glass of wine, the burning feeling quickly spread in the stomachs of the two of them, and the hearty feeling was indeed beyond the description of pen and ink. Next, Wei Jingzhen and Morehir took turns toasting, drinking one cup after another.

"Oh, and you still drink like this?" a shrill voice came into the ears of Wei Jing and Morehill, "Alas, these three barrels of wine are really blind in vain. This way of drinking, although it is energetic, but it does not taste the true meaning of wine. It's a pity...... It's a pity!"

Hearing this ridicule, Morehill frowned suddenly, "Who is talking crazy there? Why do my two brothers drink, and you still want to teach you?" At that moment, Morehill followed the prestige and found that the voice just now came from an old man in the corner. The man was described as thin and wore a gray-white robe full of patches. Judging from the aura emanating from his body, this young man should be a four-star level upper celestial god.

"Hmph, the four-star upper god dares to meddle with the affairs of our two brothers!" Morehir snorted coldly, not taking that year in his eyes at all. Although Morehill knew that he was not the opponent of that year, but with Hongming Leopard and Wei Jingjing here, he was not afraid of this young man who dared to speak in front of him.

The man had a delicate glass in his hand, and savored it to himself, not angry at Morehir's words. Nor was he afraid of the Hongming Leopard at Wei's feet, or if he didn't take Morehill's words to his heart at all.

Morehir had already drunk his glass, and was about to pour the barrel into it. But it's strange to say that a large barrel full of fine wine can't even pour half a drop.

"What's going on?" Morehill frowned, and with an extension of his right index finger, he poked the tip of the barrel into the side of the barrel, poking a small hole in the barrel. "Weird, weird!" Morehir watched as the liquor spilled over the small hole, but not a drop spilled out.

Seeing this, Wei Wei next to him was taken aback. He had already seen that what could make this full barrel of fine wine and not even a drop of it could be poured out was a kind of power that he was good at, the power of the formation.

At this time, the young man's voice sounded again, "Alas, a man who can't drink alcohol sometimes even drinks against him...... Hehe, why bother, why bother?"

"Is that him?" Wei looked at the man. He didn't expect that in this small tavern, he would actually meet a master who was also proficient in formations.

"It's a water trap. Judging from that person's technique and realm, he should be a master of using formations. Wei smiled in shock. Since he came to the God Realm, except for Xuanyuan Thunder and Morizelin, he has never seen a third person cast a formation in front of him, as for the craftsman Yin Zekui who can refine the Hongmeng artifact, although he should also be good at the formation, but Wei Jingzhen has never seen him cast it.

"I knew it must be you're the devil!" Morehill slammed the huge barrel on the table, and the whole person stood up, pointed to the old man in the corner, and scolded loudly, "Old fellow, if you dare to disturb our two brothers drinking again, don't blame me for being unkind!"

When the shabby young man heard this, he exaggerated "yo ho", then put down his hand and wine, and retorted-for-tat: "Xiao, which eye do you see me making trouble? You can't drink yourself, what's the matter with me?"

Morehill was about to have a seizure, when he suddenly felt his wrist being grabbed, and when he looked back, he saw Wei sneering and said to himself: "Brother Hill, take a good look, hasn't this wine been poured out?"

Morehill was shocked, looked down carefully, and found that his glass was indeed full of fine wine, and the mellow and sweet aroma of wine came to his nose for a while, and smoked Morehill's head a little dull.

"Hehe, I was wrong!" Morehir grinned, sat down, and drank his glass again, not forgetting to smack his mouth a few times afterwards and lick the stains on his lips.

In the distance, the shabby young man also looked surprised, as if he did not understand why Morehir's cup was filled with fine wine.

"Strange things, strange things!" the shabby old man sat down.

Suddenly, when the man saw Morehir lift the barrel again, his face froze, and his left hand, which was shrunk into the sleeve of his patched robe, moved slightly.

As if in response to the subtle movements of this shabby young man, the barrel that Morehill was holding suddenly exploded with a "bang", and the clear and mellow liquor syrup seemed to be being pulled and splashed towards the stunned Morehill.

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