"Goo-goo!"

Carrying the empty wine jug to the bottom, Leng Qingfeng was afraid of being tricked, so he directly killed a pot first. Looking at the people of the Fairy Spirit Gate, it means that anyone can come.

"Goo-goo-go

"Goo-goo-goo! uh!"

Another pot of cold breeze was a little unbearable, but he didn't fall.

Finding that the atmosphere was a little wrong, Yang stopped Xiaolong's action of holding the wine jug, and he had some scruples. The people of Taishang are all coming here without telling each other, will they have any plans? Their high-end combat power is here, don't give people a pot when the time comes.

"Yan Zi, come here. "After thinking about the strategy, the head of Yang made a decision, and he couldn't admit it.

This decision was beyond everyone's expectations, this founding disciple of the Yang Sect only practiced today, although the foundation was built, it was also at the bottom here.

Yang Baobao came back, he wanted to be stopped by Yang Zhangmen's eyes for Yan Zishang, and everyone didn't know what medicine Yang Zhangmen sold in his gourd.

Yan Zi heard that the master asked her to go up, picked up the wine jug and started drinking. At this time, the voice of the master sounded in her head, telling her to stop talking and doing her exercises while drinking.

Yan Zi drank a pot and continued to practice. She felt that the spiritual power in the wine was the same as the spiritual power in her body, and she could refine it quickly.

"Go on!" said Master Yang lightly.

When the third pot was in the third pot, Leng Qingfeng sadly found that he was still tricked, and he drank this pot to death, and that Yan Zi had already drunk three pots, and there was no change on his face.

"Bang dang!" the wine jug in Leng Qingfeng's hand fell to the ground, and he drank the last sip without wine in the jug.

Yan Zi drank it at the same time as him, and the person was still fine.

"I see this drink slowly, not in a hurry. "The white dragon senior came out of the round.

There was no one on the Taishang side, and they didn't say anything.

"Go on!" said that Fairy Qin had no emotion on his face, and drank after speaking.

"Goo-goo-goo!" Yan Zi finished drinking another pot, but the master didn't stop anyway.

Fairy Qin drank four pots and couldn't do it, so she sat there and exercised.

Yan Zi drank four pots, and he couldn't drink it anymore.

The people of the Taishang Sect are thinking:

There are two hanging on the side of the fairy gate, Dandan, Yan Zi, and Yang Baobao are still alive.

Taishangjiao is hanging here, the second senior brother, Leng Qingfeng and Qin Xichen. Taishangjiao lost more than one percent, because people were hanging two waste materials to build a foundation, and the young generation of Junjie who suffered heavy casualties on his side was wiped out.

War, must fight.

"Goo-goo-goo......

The indisputable Mandel is on the list, and as soon as she comes up, she has three pots in a row. This momentum is too majestic, and it doesn't match her style at all.

Looking at this posture, you can know that this is an endless battle, and when Yang Zhangmen saw that everyone in Taishang had entered the game, a smile flashed at the corner of his mouth.

"Hu Yi, bring the wine!" Yang sat there with a golden knife and stretched out his hand to take the wine handed by Hu Yi.

"Goo-goo-goo......"

Drink three pots.

"It's not fun, bring the jar!"

Hu Yifu reported a jar of wine and put it in front of Head Yang, and the demeanor of the great leader made his eyes pop up.

"Goo-goo-goo...... Bang!" A jar of wine was drunk by Master Yang without leaking, and he didn't burp it.

Head Yang glanced at the people in Taishang.

"Who else, who else?" said the little kid again.

"Bang!"

"Scratchy! I didn't learn well with that dead dog. "Slender doesn't want to see the little boy who learns badly, and he sends a foot on his ass to cool off in the waterfall pool.

Taishang must win.

A jar of wine was drunk, and all the young ones hung up. All of them sat cross-legged on the ground with red faces and red ears to refine their wine.

Wuchenzi smiled bitterly, but Yunchenzi treated it indifferently. The young people are all hanging, why are the old guys still kept?

"Two fellow Daoists, why do you ...... this," Master Yang was interrupted before he could finish speaking.

"Boss Yang doesn't need to say much, Taishang only lives standing and does not live on knees. Yun Chenzi finished speaking and began to drink.

She fell!

A jar of wine was not drunk, and the dustless man also fell!

In the face of this indomitable spirit, Yang Zhangmen also drank another jar of wine to show his respect!

"One by one's generosity, they can drink so vigorously when they drink wine. I can only say that I admire. Head Yang was full of emotion.

"How is Weiwei, is there any news?" asked Master Yang with some uneasiness.

"Didi, Didi!" Weiwei's text message prompt sounded.

Vivi: "There's news, I'll take a look first." ”

Weiwei: "Brother was guessed by you, and the war for the withdrawal of the demon army has stopped. ”

"Hey, is it because Taishang wants rabbits to die and dogs to cook birds and hide their bows?" Yang Zhangmen sighed that the world is impermanent, and his little cabbage is now learning so black.

You are unkind to me!

Master Yang: "This fairy spirit wine is a good thing, let the Taoist friends of the Taishang Sect drink more." ”

Everyone poured the Taishang people into their mouths again with wine jugs.

Leng Qingfeng, who was poured wine, was already a little sober, and saw Yang Baobao holding a wine jug to pour himself violently.

Leng Qingfeng: "MMP has been ...... by routines again"

Carrying the wine jug, Yang Zhangmen came to Qin Xichen's side, looking at her delicate face covered with redness, and even more pretty, without the frost she often hangs.

Qin Xichen was really good to himself, and he didn't use too much authority to talk to him. Every time she gave the fairy spirit gate a choice, although the words on the surface were so domineering, the conditions were so fair.

She must be under the pressure of other forces in Taishang, and she pays attention to fairness with the small sect, which is unfair to herself in the big sect. She's done so much for herself, but what can she do for her?

She also has an inexplicable good impression of Qin Xichen, and she should feel this way about herself.

But so what? What can I do?

For the independent survival of the fairy gate, not to be dependent on others. Head Yang personally poured three pots of fairy spirit wine for Qin Xichen, hoping that she would wake up later than others, so that she would be less embarrassed, and all he could do for her was this.

Yang Weixiao, who was in a daze, thought of Yin Xiaofei, that beautiful and kind girl, if it weren't for her help, she might have died.

But the world is changeable, and various conflicts of interest push them farther and farther away, and then I don't know how to face her, even if we meet, we may just be relatively silent.

There is no right or wrong between them!

Everyone can't blame, do you want to betray the family and betray the sect to prove the greatness of love?

Let your family destroy your loved ones to die as a victim of your love?

If that were to be done.

Let's not talk about whether your love is great or not, do you think you are still worthy of being called a human?

Do you dare to ask for this kind of bloody love stained with the flesh and blood of relatives, a love full of the rancid smell of the corpses of relatives?

So in the face of this choice, Tao Zhiqiu, who dared to act, could only choose to escape, like an injured kitten, hiding in a no-man's corner by himself, licking his wounds!

Looking at Qin Xichen stupidly, Head Yang was at a loss. Do you want her to be the next Yin Xiaofei? Or is it Tao Zhiqiu?

Head Yang is confused!

On the road to their own rise, will these unbudding loves eventually pass away?