Fu Hao was not shocked by Zhi Xinping's calling out his name, because he had already reported his name when he was talking to Miaofeng just now, and he didn't deliberately hide it, if someone was interested, he would naturally be able to hear it. However, this also shows that Zhi Xinping has been listening to him.

"It turned out to be the ...... of the Holy Wenzong" Fu Hao thought for a while, the other party should have come for the sword competition, and he didn't seem to have any hostility towards him, but it was worth handing over, and he also stood up and replied with a smile: "Haha, the brother is laughing, and I want to thank the brother for his help." ”

Zhi Xinping stretched out his hand to grab two glasses of wine from Qu Shui, flicked one of them to Fu Hao.

"Brother Fu and I hit it off at first sight, so let's have a drink first!"

The glass of wine swirled over, and the wine in the glass spilled directly into the air because of its strength, forming a line of water.

This wine is both a friendship and a temptation. If you catch the glass, you have to watch the wine spill, but if you focus on the scattered wine, you can't take care of the glass that looks like a hidden vessel......

Zhi Xinping drank his cup while looking at Fu Hao with his spare eyes. He wanted to know how Fu Hao would deal with this situation?

The corners of Fu Hao's mouth curled, and he said secretly: "It's a good time!"

Between the lightning and flint, Fu Hao's left hand stretched out, and his left hand was still half a foot away from the wine glass in the air, but Fu Hao still had a fan in his hand.

As soon as the folding fan was unfolded, Fu Hao's left hand circled half a circle in the air, and not a drop of wine spilled in the air returned to the cup.

When the wind was quiet, Fu Hao's left hand was in front of him, and there was a fan in his hand, and the fan was a glass of wine.

The wine glass was brought to his mouth and drunk, Fu Hao looked at Zhi Xinping, who looked slightly surprised in front of him, and praised: "Good wine!"

Zhi Xinping was indeed shocked by Fu Hao's hand fan to collect wine, which seemed simple, but in fact required extremely high control and fast reaction speed. Although he can do it when he is prepared, he definitely can't do it so easily.

When Fu Hao did it, it was like simply taking the wine at hand and drinking it, strolling leisurely, of course, without any panic.

How did Zhi Xinping know that for Fu Hao, this is indeed a very simple matter, and even the roast chicken that must always pay attention to the heat is more energy-consuming than this.

Zhixinping was about to open his mouth to praise, but the tiger kui behind him couldn't stand.

Hu Kui was already furious, although this scholar with a wolf pen seemed to be very powerful, but he suddenly broke in to stop himself, not only ignored his questioning, but also drank and enjoyed himself with that Fu Hao, he really didn't take himself seriously!

Even if you are a disciple of the Holy Wen Sect, but now you are alone, and you are guilty of me first, even if you fold it in my hands, you can only be inferior in skills. If I give up on it, will people think that I am a tiger in Heishazhai that I am easy to provoke?

Therefore, Hu Kui shouted loudly and directly interrupted the "friendly exchange" between Zhi Xinping and Fu Hao.

A majestic internal force rose from his dantian, and the meridians around his body seemed to have insects and ants crawling, puffing up air bags under the skin, looking hideous and terrifying.

Hu Kui's face was flushed, and there was heat steaming in his fists, and he himself seemed to be in great pain.

"Kid who doesn't have long eyes, I'll teach you a lesson for your parents!" Hu Kui stepped forward, his waist was arched, and he punched Zhi Xinping to the back of the head.

Zhi Xinping had already noticed the movement behind him, but he did not panic at all, he held a wine glass in his left hand and a wolf in his right hand, and said to Fu Hao: "Take advantage of this to make a painting for Brother Fu, okay?"

Fu Hao became a little interested and said, "I'll beat the drum for my brother." ”

It turned out that there was a Yulin drum in one corner of the three floors, which must be the one that Miaofeng said just now that he would use at the banquet.

Fu Hao's figure flashed, and he had already come to the drum, and at this moment, Hu Kui's fist had just come behind Zhi Xinping, and the speed difference between the two could be imagined.

Fu Hao didn't take the drumstick either, and reached out to flick it on the drumstick.

"Boom!" The sound is like clouds and thunder, and the sound is like breaking wood, and it shocks people's hearts.

Zhi Xinping sighed, "Okay!", took a sip of wine, and threw the wine glass in his left hand into the air.

Then the body leaned back, and a pair of huge iron fists passed against him, which could be dodged.

At the same time, Zhi Xinping's right hand stretched out, and the wolf pen drew a line on Hu Kui's chest.

Hu Kui couldn't hit with his strength, stopped his body sharply, and turned around with a powerful whip leg.

Zhi Xinping tapped the ground with his left hand, his figure hovered up, swayed up, dodged the sweep, caught the wine glass in the air, and took another sip.

"Boom!" is another drum beat, impassioned, and gradually getting better.

Zhi Xinping threw the wine glass in his hand again, did not retreat, but advanced, and came to Hu Kui.

Raising the hand is another strong stroke.

Hu Kui was annoyed and angry, this kid was like a slippery loach, he couldn't catch it, but let him make two cuts on his body.

In anger, Hu Kui was a little confused, and his hands went towards Zhi Xinping's head, as if he wanted to slap a fly to death.

How could this kind of attack with no technique at all catch Zhi Xinping, Hu Kui let go of his hands, and the shadow of Zhi Xinping was long gone.

Looking around, he still couldn't find his figure, and Hu Kui couldn't help but be a little angry: "Where did that kid run away, did he run away because he was afraid of death?"

Then, Hu Kui felt that the people around him were looking at him a little strangely, to be precise, they were looking at the top of his head.

Hu Jia pointed to the top of Hu Kui's head, and said with some hesitation: "Tiger ...... Brother Tiger, above you!"

Hu Kui reacted and grabbed at the top of his head, but he didn't expect that this Zhixinping had stepped on top of his head at some point, and he didn't even let himself notice it.

Zhi Xinping was holding a wine glass in his hand at the moment, just now he dodged Hu Kui's attack, and took advantage of the opportunity of his hand to block his vision, jumped up, received the wine glass and stood above his head.

Take another sip of wine, the wine will be three points, and the painting will be three points.

"Bang!", the drum beat sounded at the right time, and Zhi Xinping couldn't help but sigh, "Those who know me, Brother Fu!"

The wine glass was tossed again, and Zhixin hung upside down with his head down and his feet up.

In Hu Kui's angry eyes, Zhi Xinping smiled lightly, and his right hand drew eight strokes on his chest, splashing ink dragon and snake, which was incisive.

Then, Zhixin Ping kicked Hu Kui's head, and his body bounced up with his strength and floated away.

He looked at the painting in front of Hu Kui, then at the pen in his right hand, and frowned.

"No ink......"

Suddenly, he seemed to think of something, turned his head to Fu Hao and shouted, "Brother Fu, can you borrow ink?"

Fu Hao was still thinking about when to hit the last drum, but when Zhi Xinping asked this, he was also stunned for a moment.

"Haha, what's so hard about that?"

I didn't see how Fu Hao moved, and the person had disappeared by the drum.

Zhi Xinping looked at a place and sighed: "Wonderful!"

That was the place where the glass he had thrown had fallen.

Fu Hao leaned over to the wine glass and gently slapped it at the wine glass.

The wine glass went straight to the rain and drummed away, but the wine in the glass spilled into the air.

At the right time, the wolf in Zhixinping's hand had already shot out, and the tip of the pen passed through the spilled wine, which was equivalent to another dip in ink.

Hu Kui was dazzled by all this, and when he didn't know who to deal with, the wolf was already imprinted somewhere on his chest.

It's like the finishing touch.

The glass hits the drum with a "bang" sound.

The rain drum finally sounded.