"I advise you not to meddle in your affairs!, or you don't want to stay out of it?" said a man dressed as a boy on the street with a few burly men to a jade-faced evil monk. After speaking, he had to rub it the shoulder of the carefree a few times, who knew that before his finger could be clicked, he fell down in a daze, and the woman who was originally bullied hurriedly stepped forward to help the son who had teased her before.

"Little master, let's go! don't bother you, he's the young master of Baiye City!" The woman said helplessly, while forcibly helping the man up, and when his guards saw it, they all stepped forward and rolled up their sleeves and said: "Bold demon monk, what demon method did you use against my son-in-law, don't make it clear, don't want to leave here!" The big man's tone was tough and firm, and there was even a hint of arrogance.

"Heh, do you see that I am in a hurry to leave?" said with a carefree smile, a bewitching and ghostly appearance that does not belong to a man makes people look hairy and ghostly, but they are very amazed by his appearance, charming and beautiful.

"You!" Dahan felt that the person who came was extraordinary, it shouldn't be the mention of hard bones, he was powerful in Baiye City on weekdays, and some faces were very clear, but he definitely hadn't seen the carefree face again, and he couldn't help but feel a little cold. A little coolness welled up in my heart.

"Get up, girl, don't be afraid!" A gentle voice sounded, and a figure rushed out from behind the carefree to help the woman up, and the woman got up suspiciously, and was very jealous like a stupid young city lord.

Every golden body finds a big man, and the golden fist is like gold, smashing on the stomach of the big man, wailing for a while, and in a moment the heavy bodyguards lie on the ground, and the pedestrians on the street begin to panic, and some people begin to shout: "It's over! The young city lord is injured, and we are about to face great disaster!" If there is one person, there will be a second person! After a while, the street was full of panic, and everyone seemed to be so frightened.

"Little master, I know you are very powerful, but the city lord here is a soul cultivator, very good, you better go quickly!" the woman said worriedly, and at the same time a very desperate expression! Jiu Qianqian was very strange, and asked: "That! Even if the city lord here is powerful, but he is the city lord, why are you so flustered! If you want to lie, it should be a monk!" After speaking, she playfully stuck out her tongue at Wuwu.

"It's really weird!" said Carefree nodded in confusion.

"That's because you don't know the horror of soul cultivation, although the city lord protects the residents, but his cultivation really wants to refine our souls, if he finds a reason, he will arrest people and forcibly marry souls!" the woman said tremblingly.

"I heard the old monk say that the cultivation of soul cultivation is indeed extremely cruel!" He said calmly, and then he glanced at the young city lord on the ground, and said with a carefree smile: "However, if I have him, I have a way." ”

Wuwu and Jiu Qianqian said goodbye to the woman, let the big men leave, and let them bring back the young city lord, and then the two of them found an inn like no one, and asked for a stack of side dishes, a stack of peanuts, and wine. Worry-free sniffed it gently, the aroma of the wine was complicated and strong, and he frowned slightly: "This winemaker has a lot of thoughts, a lot of distractions, and no intention of making wine, this wine is like a pot of miscellaneous soup, difficult to drink, difficult to drink!"

Jiu Qianqian was on the side, and laughed when she heard the "poof", but she still couldn't help but make no sound.

"Hey, hey, where did you come from, just drink, and blame the brewer! What a monk, full of wild words!" a young man with a folding fan in his hand teased, and there was an ink painting on the folding fan, as if the word "brewing" was written.

"I'm just a little monk in Qingfeng Temple, full of shortcomings, I just don't like to lie!" said Carefree quipped. "Interesting, come on, bring my crispy to the monk to taste!" said Na Gongzi with a flick of his sleeve.

"Gotcha!" came the voice of Xiao Er's consent from behind.

After a while, a large jar of porcelain jar wine was carried up, and there was a big character written on the altar body, and the "drunk" pen was very chic, and it was from the hand of a famous artist at a glance.

"Monk, taste this wine, don't speak in vain. He waved his hand at Carefree.

"Good fellow, you beat my son stupidly, and you dare to come and drink!" A violent voice sounded outside the door, smashing the seat in front of the door with a palm, and broke in alive.

As soon as he saw someone coming, he had a round face and a big waist and a fat waist, it was really a remnant in the world, and it was difficult to see, but the strength was amazing, and the wood fragrance of the table and chair that was smashed with one palm was still wafting in the air, and the soul cultivation was really the same as the rumors, domineering and abnormal.

"It seems that the little master did it on purpose, and it just so happens that my wine is quite helpful for fighting, otherwise I would have been fighting while drinking!" said the scholar-looking child.

"That's also very good, I've heard about the wine fairy Ouyang Quan's wine for a long time, the more I drink, the more energetic I get, I can try it today!"

"Have you two said enough, who beat my son, what did you do to him?" Speaking of a soul cultivator, he couldn't even see what was wrong with his son, obviously his soul was still there, he was so stupid.

Worry-free lifted the lid of the wine, Shaolin Longxi, led the wine up, filled a big sip, drank it all, still turned around with an evil signature smile, and said: "I hit it!

Seeing such a worry-free situation, the city lord was also very surprised, and said, "Why did you beat him? What is the grudge between us?"

Carefree still shouldn't have that smile, and said, "Your words are too much!"

"Okay, since you killed yourself! Don't blame me!" After the city lord finished speaking, he rushed towards Wuwu with an arrow step, and the black fog suddenly filled the entire room, full of the sound of the roar of the revenant, even in the daytime, it also gave people a sense of horror, his fist style was with a trace of death, Wuwu stretched out his hands, clamped it, grabbed his fist, shook it, and threw him out.

"Drunken Dream Arhat Boxing! Sure enough, it's Shaolin Buddhism. Ouyang Quan nodded.

Who knew that this time it didn't hurt at all, so he got up and said in his mouth: "Bells and whistles, it's just these two times!" After speaking, he took out a bowl-like magic weapon from his back, "See the cry of the soul, little friend!"

"Uh..."Jiu Qianqian on the side actually laughed, "Hahaha! What is his name!Hahaha!" She leaned forward and leaned back when she laughed, and Ouyang Quan stepped forward and asked, "Girl, aren't you worried that the monk can't beat him at all?"

"Worry! I'll tell you, this demon monk is amazing. Jiu Qianqian said confidently. "Oh!" Ouyang Quan also watched with interest.

At this time, the aroma of wine in the air is very rich, but it is not complicated, and even very clear, giving people a wonderful sense of dreamland, as if in the fairyland of wine, flowers and trees, air and clouds and mountains and water are all wine, a pool of wine, there is a sense of fulfillment of life when you drink it.

The worry-free wine came up, his head was dizzy, his eyes turned crimson, his face also turned pink, and with his already red eyebrows, the appearance of a pink and beautiful man was perfectly displayed, and even a man like Ouyang Quan was shocked. "A man who can charm even a man has become a monk!" If he knew about the fox demon, he could figure it out!

"Obscene monk! Death!" the city lord shouted, and the evil spirit in the bowl poured out of the nest and went straight to Wuwu, just a few meters before Wuwu, the purple light appeared, and the corners of Wuwu's eyes were slightly raised, and the man seemed to face the gaze of thousands of souls, and he was completely "backlashed".

His bowl also began to tremble violently, he grabbed the bowl tightly, and said in a cold voice: "Soul and soul depend on each other, silently chilling!

"My wine has always been contested, but today it is not like this, it is really chilling!" Ouyang Quan laughed at himself.

"Hey! It's all this time, are you still in the mood to say this, what kind of formation is this, can the monk fight?" Jiu Qianqian couldn't help but worry when she saw Wuwu and the city lord disappear in place.

"Aren't you very confident in your lover?" said Ouyang Quan.

"You!" Jiu Qianqian was angry and said, "The wine is really unpalatable!"