Wang Shixian jumped into the pit about three meters deep in front of him.

The war group besieging Song Jingzhou was running back and forth above this large pit with a diameter of about fifty meters, and the bodies of the Pope and another strong man were falling in the center of the big pit, and if they wanted to pass, they would inevitably enter the core position directly below the war group.

There were more than twenty strong men fighting overhead, and if I jumped a little higher, I might hit the soles of their shoes...... , Wang Shixian felt his scalp tingle just thinking about it...... , If this makes one party misunderstand that he wants to do something, no matter which strong person kills the red eye, as long as he strikes casually, it will be enough for him.

The ground of the big pit was compacted to an extremely flat and smooth level by the violent energy, the density of the soil reached a shocking level, every grain of dust was tightly pressed together, and even an ordinary microscope could not observe the gaps between them, people walking on it were like walking on the surface of the rock, but Wang Shixian slowed down the pace of progress, simply ripped off the tattered coat, and held it in his hand as a white flag and waved it.

"Seniors, someone was injured, and the juniors came to help. Wang Shixian exhaled and sent the voice into the battle group.

It is simply impossible to hide the strong men in the warband from sneaking into their feet, it is better to tell them the purpose openly, so as not to be misunderstood and attacked.

"Hehe, before the fight is over, this kid wants to clean up the battlefield. Song Jingzhou smiled: "Why don't we make a place for us?"

"As long as you don't move, you won't be able to hinder the king's kindness. Yan Fuyu said in a deep voice, although she had never had a substantive relationship with Wang Shixian, she knew his character quite well, and knew that he would not have any conspiracy, and he was purely a bad person.

"Maybe then, what if I accidentally bumped into him when I dodged down?" Song Jingzhou drew a circle in the air with his two palms, and after hitting the ribbon that came from the sneak attack, he slapped hard at the old man who was carrying a wine jug.

"Are you willing?" Yan Fuyu had long seen that Song Jingzhou would not coerce Wang Shixian to travel thousands of miles to come here for no reason, the sword light in his hand flashed, and more than ten swords were in a row, each sword made Song Jingzhou have to deal with it with all his heart, each sword was simple and clumsy, and there was a feeling of empty mountain spirit rain, light and elegant. And the moves are all aimed at Song Jingzhou's body shape changes, which seems to see him through.

"What is there to give up, he is not as good as you, he is my beloved. ”

But Song Jingzhou was able to regenerate changes when the changes were obviously exhausted, and he avoided the sword at the slightest point, and he was free in the sword net, and the palm edge of the full Yuan Force slashed on the blade handed in by Meng Dongchen, blasting him out again.

Yan Fuyu and Ming Chongxuan were not moved by Song Jingzhou's love words at all, they had already entered the WTO and were born again, whether they loved or hated, their mood was extremely firm.

A cold glow erupted in Shui Xinmei's eyes, and the ribbons in his sleeves flew in the void, and the Heavenly Magic Force Field continued to be laid down.

"Song Jingzhou, you are not too old, in front of the younger generation, it is better to respect everyone!" The old man with the gourd on his back attacked with one hand, and took off the gourd with the other hand, and the stopper tied to the gourd automatically popped open, and the strong aroma of wine rushed out, and the old man's neck was raised, and several large mouthfuls of wine were poured into his throat, and his eyes were shining brighter and brighter.

After quenching his cravings, the old man opened his mouth and spewed out a wine full of internal force at the back of Song Jingzhou's head!

"The peach forest wine is filled with gourds, and the drunk and lying on the battlefield is better than the general. Drink all the sleep in the world, and I am the only one in the world. Song Jingzhou was already facing the smell of wine head-on, and his nose twitched, and the smell of wine shot from a sharp arrow was strangely in the void, and then he inhaled it.

The sweetness of the wine seems to penetrate every meridian.

"Good wine!" Song Jingzhou exclaimed: "I haven't seen you for decades, Wan Wensheng, the peach forest wine fairy who was once empty in the wind and the jade tree, is so old, only this peach forest wine and the infatuation with Fuyu have been like a day for decades!"

The liquor culture in China has a long history, and since ancient times, there have been countless literati and scholars, chivalrous monks and fine wine, which has even affected the Yuanyang people and gossip people who are also in Yezhou.

When Song Jingzhou first came out of the rivers and lakes, there was a monk on the rivers and lakes who was famous for his good peach forest wine, no matter where he went, whenever and wherever he would feel the wine gourd around his waist, and take a sip.

However, as the monk's martial arts became more and more powerful, the title on the rivers and lakes also changed from "Taolin Drunkard" to "Taolin Wine Fairy", and there were fewer and fewer people who dared to joke with him.

This should have been crisscrossing the rivers and lakes, the wine fairy Wan Wensheng, after seeing the words and rain that had just entered the rivers and lakes, he fell in love at first sight and began a decades-long bitter love, he and Song Jingzhou often fought, he was the one who ambushed Song Jingzhou in Wangjiang Beach back then, but the record was getting worse and worse, from the beginning of the abuse to the later exchanges, and then to the fiasco, before and after only about ten years.

The gourd wine hangs around the waist, and the heroes love the restaurant since ancient times. Wan Wensheng didn't care about Song Jingzhou's sarcasm at him, his old eyes narrowed slightly, and he said with an intoxicated expression: "Beautiful wine and beautiful people, the fun in this, Lord Song may not be able to experience it in his life." ”

Just now, he was awe-inspiring to criticize others, shouting to respect everyone, but his own magic has become obscene.

However, Wan Wensheng has always been like this, otherwise how could he be obsessed with Yan Fuyu for decades, and change to someone else, knowing that his beloved already has a heart, he would have died a long time ago.

"Then Brother Wan has to save his old life, if he accidentally loses his life, and he can't drink anymore, wouldn't it be painful? Song Jingzhou sneered.

The above chatted and fought inextricably, and Wang Shixian had already touched their feet against the wind.

Two or three meters above his head was a fierce battle group, and His Majesty, the once majestic Pope, was lying quietly on the ground, with the scepter still tightly held in his hand, letting the wind blow his body into a blur of flesh and blood, which seemed to have nothing to do with glory and faith, but the expression on his face was extremely peaceful.

Wang Shixian stepped forward and bent down to hold the Pope's body in his arms, and after hesitating for a moment, he took two steps forward and lifted the body of the strong man who had a big hole in his chest.

Song Jingzhou and the other strong people didn't bother Wang Shixian to do all this, as if he didn't exist, let him come and go, after all, in this dangerous situation, no one can guarantee that the next one to fall is not himself!