Luo Yan was Lizong's tablemate at the elementary college, and he once swore that he and Lizong were sworn brothers, but now he raised a toast to Yue Fan with a flattering face and said: "Celebrate Brother Yue's return to the beauty." ”

Everyone stepped forward to congratulate one after another, the more arrogant Fan became, and the hand on Ling Yao was even more unscrupulous, he looked at Lizong playfully, but found that Lizong didn't look at him at all, just poured another cup of tea by himself, blew it, and drank it.

Yue Fan's face froze, and his face was full of anger: "Lizong, you are 16 years old, and you still don't know how to drink?"

Lizong just crooked the corners of his mouth, and tasted tea again: "It's not delicious." ”

But the problem is, it's a Taimao wine, a high-end wine, even though it tastes like that......

"We all toasted Young Master Yue Fan, I know you are angry, but the wine table culture that should be there must be no less at all, otherwise what will happen after graduation?

Lizong shook his head and frowned, "This kind of wine is really unpleasant. ”

Ling Yao smiled, this sectarian has always only drunk tea, and he doesn't even like to drink beer with a relatively low degree, how can he drink it.

Yue Fan said coldly: "Lizong, if I let you drink, you will drink! Of course, Yue Fan knew that Lizong had never drunk liquor, and now he used liquor to get him drunk and humiliate him.

"That is, leaving the sect, you must know that this wine table culture is the fine tradition of our human race. Luo Yan compounded.

Lizong smiled, traditional fart, in ancient times, there was no technology to introduce high alcohol from the beast clan, the ancient mage used the few surplus grains to brew turbid wine, and used wine as a song, the reason why he drank wine at that time was because he had not found spicy foods such as chili peppers. As for the wine table culture after the Fourth Abyss War, it is purely a so-called culture created by a bunch of big bosses in order to cover up their own cultural inferiority, which has nothing to do with the traditional culture of the past.

What Yashiro, Taimao's wine, to put it bluntly, is trying to save face, and in the end, after drinking, most of them still spit out.

Back then, when he was a high-level mage, he often sang about wine with his colleagues, lamenting the rush of time and the passing of the deceased, which was purely for the sake of being drunk and speaking unscrupulously like now.

What's more, since Lizong reached the Soul Seal Mage, no one dared to talk to him like this except those old monsters, even if his strength has not returned to his former peak state now, and his current strength is not comparable to these cubs!

"Alright, alright. The girl beside Lizong smiled slightly. "If he doesn't drink it, forget it, maybe he is not feeling well, come to Young Master Fan, I will toast you." ”

Yue Fan snorted coldly: "Since the squad leader Liu has spoken, then forget it." He touched the girl's cup with a crisp sound.

Lizong was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered who this neatly dressed but not luxuriously dressed girl was, Liu Yun, Minister Liu's youngest daughter, the Liu family's tutor is notoriously strict, and the two sons of the family are both officers of the main army of the human race, in fact, if only the head of the security department of Yanyang City is not enough to deter Yue Fan, but there are two military officials behind them!

A family in a district-level city like Yue Fan simply does not have the capital to compete with the military family. Therefore, it is still said that it is past to give a face.

However, Lizong observed this senior class leader, with a long ponytail, a face painted with light makeup, bright eyes, a melon seed face, and a white dress, which was extremely beautiful.

Feeling the gaze of the sect, she turned around and smiled politely, rippling like spring water, that kind of pure beauty, even if he had read countless beauties, he was slightly distracted, when he was a demon spirit mage, in order to relieve the fatigue and depression of the abyss battle, how many women dressed up for his fun, but he couldn't arouse his interest at all, after all, his heart had long been occupied by the person who would never come back.

At this moment, Lizong thought a lot, the helplessness of seeing through life and death, the kind of helplessness in the face of far-reaching, overflowed from those eyes, like a big basin of cold water poured on everyone's heads, in an instant, all the Chinese in the room stopped, and he noticed that at this point, Lizong also hid his pathetic emotions.

Of course, everyone just laughed and passed, and no one knew that that the sad tide of invitation was issued by the person who had just been ridiculed by them.

It doesn't matter so much about leaving the sect, no one knows what will happen in the future, even if he is reborn, he doesn't dare to comment on the future, he has once investigated the quantum center of the micro-element civilization, and the despair of the unknown, even the hurricane god who took him there sighed.

Soon after, everyone was already drunk, their faces flushed, the boys were bragging with each other, and the girls were starting to gossip.

However, Lizong's nose smelled a strange smell, which was ...... The smell of blood? Lizong instantly lifted his wind element closure and activated all his senses, at this time, he not only felt a trace of murderous aura, but also a strong smell of blood, and the other was the whimper of the bodyguard outside the door after his throat was broken.

Lizong stood up in an instant, his eyes slightly condensed.

"Hahaha, Lizong, I know you're angry, but what can you do to me. "When Young Master Yue Fan had just left the sect and closed his hearing, he kept flirting with Ling Yao, and he even showed his wealth and ability unscrupulously.

"Yes, Lizong, Young Master Yue Fan is much stronger than you, I'm a swan, just because you want to eat me?" Ling Yao even sneered.

Lizong just said with a playful face: "If you admit your mistakes, I may be able to save your life!"

"Save me? Yue Fan smiled.

"Yes, you don't deserve it!" said Lizong coldly.

I only heard that the window glass suddenly shattered, and a miserable white arm full of blood grabbed Yue Fan, and the slender nails pierced Yue Fan's neck fiercely, and the blood gushed out instantly, and the young master of the Yue family, who had just been full of spring, died in the end, perhaps, Yue Fan couldn't figure it out until he died, why?

The claw suddenly grabbed at Ling Yao, who was sitting next to Yue Fan, but Lizong's attack had already arrived first, it was a fiery red streamer, which smashed heavily on that arm, only to hear a wail, and the figure in the brown cloak outside the house instantly fell to the ground, and was finally burned by the flames.

Blood shadow clone?

Lizong's gaze froze, this is a second-order blood warrior?

However, the people in the room were completely panicked, and they all began to run towards the door, trying to rush out.

Lizong put away the flame in his hand and shouted, "Idiot!

"Are you stupid!"

"Where are we going, your!"

"That's it, are you going to pull us on your back and run away by yourself!" Everyone had forgotten about the flame that had just left the sect, and just wanted to run towards the place where they were most likely to survive, and even Liu Yun's panicked face was a little unhappy.

Lizong sneered, turned sideways and stepped out of the door, and said expressionlessly: "Let's go, go as you go." ”