Volume 1: Painting Blood Volume 1 [Painting Blood] 089: Shocking the heroes and punishing the former and the after
() Yu'er saw Wen Xiao so sad and knew that no matter what she said about it, it would be useless. The banquet for her birthday, she naturally had no intention of participating. Shaking his head helplessly, he motioned for everyone to go out from the Drifting Snow Palace, and let Wen Xiao be alone, so it was good to be quiet.
At this time, the disciples outside were waiting for the master in the banquet. But after a long time of seeing the head of the house, these people inevitably began to gossip and make noise.
Yu'er returned to the main hall and announced to the disciples: "Be quiet, be quiet! Today is the birthday of the head of the house, but it is not a coincidence, the head of the house is a little unwell, so I will not be able to meet with you." I hope you all have a good night of drinking. The feast has officially begun!"
This birthday party without a birthday star began under the announcement of the Nebula Military Division. Everyone began to drink merrily......
But the forest is big, the birds are also mixed, and the children of the sects that are patched together are all good and uneven. It is an exaggeration to talk about cultivation and quality. There were even some wine bags and rice bags, and after a few glasses of wine, I didn't know who my surname was, and I slapped the table and stood up and said loudly: "This ...... After waiting all night, I came to celebrate the birthday of the boss. But she's already back, why doesn't she show her face?
"It's just that on weekdays, several lobby entrances are busy kicking the hall, and it's rare to get together. It's been half a month since I started, and I haven't seen the head of the house! Can the head be so blind?"
"That's right! When I used to cultivate in the Eight Arms Mountain, the leader didn't have such a big shelf, and he drank with us. This to Sanshanmen, in addition to building the city all day long, is to train soldiers. Now the boss still sees us as nothing, and our hearts are unbalanced!"
"That's right! How can there be such a faceless person? They are all ready to be born and die together, so why don't you come out and meet everyone and have a drink or two?"
"You guys are going to be unreasonable! Don't you say? The boss is unwell. Need to rest...... "Dao Meimei taught each other sharply.
"Hey, Boss Youdao, we all rely on you for cultivating immortals and training soldiers on weekdays, today is to celebrate the birthday of the master, and you still use the door rules to pressure us, this is too unreasonable, right?"
"It's just that everyone doesn't even know who the head is. Waiting here stupidly all night, isn't it a hot face and a cold ass?"
Xian'er was angry: "How many of you are finished?
"Mao Xianxian, I don't like to hear what you say! You are not very old, but we respect you for your excellent ability. But now, we are also part of the Three Senses, and we want to invite the head of the sect for a drink, is this too much to ask?
Yu'er saw that the situation was not good, and calmed the matter: "Everyone, please be calm and don't be impatient." I can understand your feelings. But since they are all from the same family, why should they quarrel over trivial matters? The head of the family is indeed unwell today. The opening ceremony will be held next month and next month. You'll all meet the ...... of the master."
"The opening ceremony? That's for outsiders, we're our own brothers, and we're all here for the master's birthday today. At this time, who would believe us when they told us, 'The boss is unwell?' It can't be that he has no ability, so he doesn't dare to come out to meet people, right?"
The more Nangong Yao listened, the more he felt that these old coarse people were unreasonable, and he finally opened his mouth to reprimand: "Presumptuous! You dare to insult the head of the family like this......
"Ouch...... What's the matter with you? Our thirty-six immortal class is not under the control of the Praetorian Guard, right? The sword commander didn't speak, and you poured out to teach us a lesson? You can't do it when we're afraid?"
Dao Meimei shouted: "Bold! How can you speak? Dare to defy the commander of the Praetorian Guard?"
"How do you speak, am I not right?"
(Everyone: Yes! That's right!)
"You see, the brethren are not convinced. There are only a few of these three good doors
The milk doll that has not dried up, and there is such a big stinky shelf, who will show it?"
"That's, that's it, even if I can't beat the vanguard, I can't beat the boss, but there are so many of our brothers, which one is afraid of death?"
(Everyone: Don't be afraid!)
Nangong Yao's face turned blue with anger, and his neck rose with green tendons. mentioned his strength and was about to teach them a lesson, but was suddenly pulled by Yu'er: "Brother Nangong, you can't do it, you must convince the public with virtue, and avoid infighting." This is indeed our fault. ”
"What should I do then? It's useless to talk about it, and you can't fight it. Hey, I'm so angry with these people!"
"It's really not good, I have to ask the head to solve it. My mother is right, only drifting snow can convince the public. I'll call my sister!"
Yu'er knows that the bell must be tied to the bell. This incident was caused by the boss, and only when the boss came out could everyone die. I made up my mind and was about to walk to the Drifting Snow Palace......
'Whoosh!'
I saw a hazy bright red in my sight pass by myself......
The red shadow flashed around the wine hall with great speed, and everyone didn't see what it was, and some people didn't even notice it at all. Several of the disciples who took the lead in the coaxing had their wine glasses snatched out of their hands......
The red shadow then fell to the end of the main hall, and the posture was certain, and the snow showed its true face. With four large cups in his hand, with a wave of his long sleeves, he turned around and sat on the Luanfeng chair of the head of the house......
All the disciples didn't know the true face of the head of Lushan, but there was indeed a little woman in red with twenty flowers on the throne of Luanfeng. Her movements were as fast as the wind, and the ghost snatched the wine glass from her hand, which shocked them both visually and mentally: how did this little girl walk in?
Piaoxue held the wine glass, smiled slightly and said, "Hehe, a few big brothers, why are you so angry?"
"Who are you, who dare to sit on the throne of our head?"
How could those men believe that their boss was actually a twenty-two-year-old woman? The short-circuited philistines immediately supported their master.
Xian'er said, "Aren't you anxious to see the master? Now that the head is here, are you satisfied?"
The disciples came back to their senses. I didn't expect that the head of the house was very far from what I thought, and I didn't know how to adapt for a while.
Piaoxue continued, "Today is my birthday, thank you for coming. Piaoxue is unwell, it's late, I should be fined a cup first, I will do it first as a respect, and I will compensate my brothers......!"
'Cylinder!cylinder!cylinder!cylinder!'
After four sips, four glasses of wine were drunk in one go......
Then the red shadow flashed, and he walked around the field without notice, and quickly stuffed the empty cups back into the hands of several disciples one by one. It's so fast that people don't have time to blink.
This time, the disciples saw it with their own eyes. Although I couldn't see her movements clearly, the elegant posture that was difficult to catch with my eyes was an eye-opener for everyone. So they began to talk about it at the bottom:
(Wow, she's a pretty chick!)
(The boss is so beautiful!)
(The master's kung fu is really not covered!)
(Amazing, amazing, young and beautiful, skilled!)
(I thought it was an old man, how could he be a girl in red!)
(After living for so many years, I have never seen such a beautiful woman!)
Yu'er saw that there was a lot of noise and discussion below. Immediately spread out your hands and motioned for everyone to return to their places.
"Quiet! Quiet! The head of the family knows that everyone is well-intentioned, and he came out to meet everyone with illness, everyone should be satisfied?"
A disciple
If he flattered him with a word of concern, he said, "Master, what kind of disease do you have? Do you need me to pinch you?"
Everyone sneered: "Hahaha, have you drunk too much, the toad wants to eat swan meat?"
Piaoxue smiled: "Hahaha, okay! If you can pinch me and make you more comfortable, then come?"
This really made Nebula laugh for a while. What do you mean: Pinch me to make you more comfortable?
When the disciple saw that the master was so good, he was overjoyed, and he ran up, pinching and hammering.
Piaoxue closed her eyes and accepted his touch, pretending to be comfortable and absent-minded. As long as you close your eyes, the scene of Ah Niu's tragic death will appear in front of you, and you will not be in the mood for massage at all!
Another disciple was immediately displeased: "Master, you are partial! Why don't I marry you?"
Dao Meimei stood up: "Presumptuous ......"
Before he could say the ugly words, Wen Xiao squinted his eyes and replied, "Okay, then let's propose marriage, since they are all my own brothers, can I still refute your face?"
Yu'er, Meimei, and Xian'er were all stunned when they heard this, and they all looked at Piaoxue, but they didn't expect the second sister to agree without hesitation......
The disciple who didn't bring his face to dinner was immediately pushed to the forefront by Piaoxue's sentence of 'Come and propose' and became the target of everyone. The other crowds were not happy, and they scolded him:
(You cow dung, you still want to arrange flowers?)
(Why are you proposing?)
(How much is your bride price?I'll pay double...... )
(Are you worthy?
(You guys are all sick, right??Whoever fights with me, who am I flat!)
There were even those who stood on the table to protest......
In an instant, people turned over on their backs, chickens flew and dogs jumped. A good birthday party turned into a wrestling arena in an instant......
Yu'er was in a hurry, and when she saw that the scene was out of control, she stomped her feet and thought of countermeasures.
Nangong Yao wanted to quell the chaos, but he didn't know where to start. Dao Meimei and Mao Xiaoxian stared dryly on the side, anxious......
And Nalan Piaoxue, as the head of the house, squinted at the chaos of Sanshan Palace but did not move at all!
After a while, I was tired off the field, and one by one I was disheveled, unkempt, and staggered......
At this time, the drifting snow slowly walked down and looked in circles. Look at him, look at him again. Then he returned to his seat: "Enough fighting, enough tearing?"
All the disciples were panting, and some of them were still bruised, and they were all tired and disdainful of words......
"You are all from my Sanshan Sect. I am grateful to be gathered here today to celebrate my birthday, and I am grateful for the snow. But what kind of system do you look like?
If I kill you, it's as easy as a snap, if you don't accept it, just try it! This is the Sanshan Gate, not the street market! What I want is a brotherly harmony, unity, and a mighty army that is united with the outside world, not waiting for these ** drunken wine bags and rice bags.
If everyone likes me, it is my blessing! I will not stop anyone who wants to propose marriage! I will treat everyone equally. However, if you really love me, save your strength to go to the battlefield and spill your blood. Anyway, I respect him as a hero!
I don't care about today's events, I can treat them as if they didn't happen. But in the future, if I see infighting again......"
'Whoosh!'
She scurried lightly, a red light dragged out a long shadow, Miao was now in front of the disciple who gave her a massage just now, a blood quenching throat, holding a blood-dripping flower pen in one hand, and picking a human head in the other. Throwing the human head that he didn't have time to look at with a bang, Sen Ran said, "This!