Previously, the seven thieves of Meishan were all strong in martial arts, and they were still easily knocked down by the conjecture charm, and Sun Yuan seemed to be weak and unwinded, and he never thought that he would wake up from a coma with a cup of tea, which made them surprised and shocked.

Yunyang Daoist was suspicious, and Li Ming, who was beside him, was also hiding behind him, poking his head out and looking guarded.

At this time, Sun Yuan's pupils were in a trance, covering his head and shaking from side to side, as if he was drunk, and stood firm. And he looked up at the master and apprentice at the entrance of the alley, and scolded weakly: "Thief, I want to chop you up!"

He didn't even want to speak, and he didn't forget to threaten and intimidate, and the master and apprentice looked at each other with strange expressions.

There is a saying that you will be killed while you are sick! Since the situation is already incompatible, why not beat you up again?

Without waiting for Yunyang Dao Chang to speak, Li Chao didn't say a word, brandished his wooden sword, and rushed towards Sun Yuan with arrows.

Sun Yuan covered his swollen and aching head, kneading himself, and suddenly saw the little Taoist priest raising his sword to kill, and his expression was extremely gloomy. And when it slaps it on the waist, it is about to have a seizure.

"Huh?" he was about to have a seizure, when he suddenly found that the Qiankun bag on his waist had not moved, and he couldn't help but wonder and touched it.

It's just that he couldn't find any trace of the Qiankun bag when he touched left and right, and he couldn't help but panic.

Seeing that Li Chao was already about to raise the wooden sword, Sun Yuan didn't dare to be careless, he clenched his teeth, and clenched his right fist towards the figure above his head, and hit it fiercely.

There was nothing fancy about this blow, it was just a flesh and blood collision with a wooden sword. And as his fist hit the wooden sword, the wooden sword was blocked, and Li Chao was also knocked to the ground by a punch in a stunned state.

"Ouch...... Master, I can't beat him!" Li Chao was knocked to the ground by his punch, clutching his chest and screaming.

Seeing this, Daoist Yunyang was in a hurry, grabbed the sundries around him and threw them at Sun Yuan, and then rushed over desperately and dragged Li Chao out from under his feet.

After Sun Yuan knocked down Li Chao with one punch, he did not take advantage of the situation, but stumbled two steps, panting against the wall, looking sick and drunk, obviously not completely free from the effect of the imaginary charm.

But even so, the master and apprentice are still not their opponents.

If you can't beat it, run away!

Daoist Yunyang thought so, dragged Li Ming's neck by the collar, and went out of the alley like crazy.

Sun Yuan's pale face was full of hatred, seeing that the master and apprentice were fleeing, he shook his body, his feet seemed to be windy, and one of his heels climbed onto the edge of the willow alley wall, and a few dodged to catch up.

"Die!" Sun Yuan caught up with the master and apprentice in an instant, and his volley took two steps, and then pushed towards him.

Bang –

With his volley, there was an invisible slight twist in the air between the three of them, and the latter both fell to the ground.

"Ouch!"

The master and apprentice fell into the mud, leaned less, carried the pain and used their hands and feet together, stood up again, and the rat that did not look back jumped up.

Seeing this, Sun Yuan secretly hated, only felt that his mind was in a trance and he was too light, if he was sober for three points, he could take his head with one blow.

On the street, as the three of them chased after me, the people in the past stopped curiously and pointed.

Yongcheng is the county seat of Yutang County, and the flow of people in the daily market is a climax, if he runs away so aimlessly, he will definitely be caught up by it because of the flow of people, if he waits for Sun Yuan to recover his senses, he will really die.

The situation was in crisis, and Li Chao and Yunyang Dao Chang were in a hurry and picked a stall to run. And Sun Yuan, who was in the back, walked on the roof tiles, his vision was obscured by the eaves, and he lost the trace of the two for a while.

But this is only temporary, Shao Lean, he still found the traces of the two, and continued to chase after them.

"Master, he's here again!" Li Chao looked behind him as he ran, and when he noticed someone chasing him, his eyes widened in fright, and he wailed.

"Ouch, torture the old man. Daoist Yunyang ignored him, panting heavily, and his heart was also bitter.

Seeing that they couldn't dodge, Li Chao and Yunyang Daoist actually crawled on the ground, passing through stalls and doorways. Just to burrow like a mouse, hiding for a while is a while.

"Give me back the Qiankun bag!" After chasing after him again and again to no avail, Sun Yuan shouted angrily, pulled up the wind flag mast that was placed on the side of the eaves, and the two people below were a pole.

The master and apprentice simply drilled into the crack, and the stick was blocked by a stall table. It's just that the poor stall table exploded with a 'pop' sound, and the sawdust exploded and split in two.

The movement of this pole was too loud, and the people around him were frightened and avoided again and again.

The master and apprentice saw this situation in their eyes and were shocked in their hearts. The seemingly ordinary pole is split in two when knocked on the hard wooden table, if it is knocked on the head, is it not a burst of brains, and no one looks like it?

As they thought, the two of them were even more frightened, crawling wildly, and their robes were also dripping with sweat.

Overhead, above the eaves.

Sun Yuan missed the blow and charged his strength again, and he shuttled on the tile house, aiming at the two of them with another heavy blow.

Smack-

The mast fell, and the flesh frothed. The master and apprentice were still crawling, and when they looked closely, the pole was blocked by a pork stall.

"My meat, my table ......" In front of the stall, a stout man who was cutting off his flesh and bones suddenly saw a table of pork turned into minced meat, and he trembled. Suddenly, his face trembled, and he was desperate, picked up the butcher's knife and chased after the culprit on the roof.

As the butcher got up, he was followed by other stall owners who had been killed, and a small downtown street was already in chaos.

"Stinky boy, crawl into the house, crawl in the house!" Daoist Yunyang followed behind Li Ming, stiffened his head and looked at the road in front of him, and saw that there was a workshop in front of him, and he couldn't help but shout again and again.

It's really someone's mast is terrifying, and crawling and dodging like this is not a way after all, it's better to climb into the house and fight for a chance of survival.

Li Mingyan didn't look back when he heard this, he used his hands and feet together, crawled wildly, and crawled straight into the workshop.

He stood up, and as far as his eyes could see, there were stacks of jars, apparently a wine-making workshop. Then he looked at the six roads, but found that there was no other way to the workshop except the entrance.

"Master, this is a dead end!" With no way out, Li Chao hurriedly said in panic.

Yunyang Dao Chief, who climbed into the house, was stunned when he heard this, and then he pointed to the place where the wine jar was piled up, and said hurriedly: "Stinky boy, hurry, go down to the wine cellar!"

There was a wooden board on the ground behind the jar that had been piled up haphazardly, and there was a copper ring on top of the board, which was obviously the location of a cellar. At this moment, while Sun Yuan has not come down, it is a plan to hide in it.

It was too late, and the master and apprentice hurriedly opened the cellar and climbed down the wooden ladder.

Step into the cellar and sweep away, and you can see the small space. The cellar is not too large, with a bowl-thick wooden beam supporting the roof and jars lined up around it.

At this moment, in the cellar, there is a woman holding a large wooden spoon, making wine. When she noticed someone coming down, she couldn't help but be surprised: "What are you doing, go out, this is not the place for you to come." ”

The master and apprentice obviously ignored the woman's words, and Li Chao collapsed in front of the wooden beam, panting and wiping his sweat, but the head of Yunyang Dao completely lost the panic of the previous moment, and he wiped the beads of sweat from his sideburns, stroked his beard and sniffed his nose, and his wrinkled and ruddy face was full of intoxication.

"Get out quickly, or I'll be called an official!" Seeing that the two Taoist priests ignored her, the woman shook the wooden spoon in her hand and threatened with a little annoyance.

"Oh, good wine, good wine......" Daoist Yunyang ignored the threat of the wine-making woman, and straightened his long eyebrows, squinting his eyes and tasting the rich aroma of wine in the air.

Less leaning, he actually pulled up his sleeved robe, opened a wine jar, and drank it in a big gulp.

Li Ming's eyes lit up when he saw this, he swallowed his dry tongue and lips, and then opened a jar of old wine and drank it bitterly.

The wine-brewing woman was so angry that she pinched her waist and kept shouting with her red neck. However, the master and apprentice only cared about tasting the mellow wine, and took it as a deaf ear.

"Wow, good wine, Master, I'll do it first for the people!" Li Ban drank bitterly, and after a while, he wiped the wine on his cheeks, smashed his mouth, grinned, and continued to drink.

Daoist Yunyang laughed, stretched out his thumb, and praised: "The bastard is becoming more and more like a teacher, haha." ”

The master and apprentice drank freely, looking like the wine was on the side of life and death. With fine wine, he can refresh his tired body and mind, even if Sun Yuan chases after him, and let him taste the power of the magic fighting swordsmanship.

Is this two people using wine to strengthen their courage and use wine as their anger? No, this is two people getting drunk......

Suddenly, the scolding of the wine-making woman was too loud, and Sun Yuan really noticed the movement and came to the wine cellar.

"I deserve death for stealing my Qiankun bag, I'm going to skin you alive!" Sun Yuan jumped into the wine cellar and saw two Taoist priests drinking fine wine, their slightly pale faces full of resentment. He didn't wait for the two of them to react, and the broken wind flag mast in his hand was already pumping towards the heads of the two.

The mast swept across as an afterimage, and Li Chao was not afraid, while he blushed, staggered, and threw the wine jar towards the latter.

The wine jar flew out, and he heard it again: "A jar of bamboo leaves is green, and the bold words fight the evil dog!"