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The man looked at it in puzzlement, and then he was surprised to find that the glass of wine in his hand was actually frozen.

There are many people who have seen the water freeze, and for the wine to freeze and freeze, most of the people in the inn have never heard of it and never seen it. In this relatively hot weather, the autumn tiger is still in full swing, and it is even more difficult to make it freeze and then harden as ice.

The man also couldn't believe it, he tossed up and down in his hand a few times, and the wine in the glass and the glass seemed to be one, and there was no sound at all.

Even so, he didn't want to believe what he was seeing, and he hurriedly turned the cup upside down again, apparently with the same result as before.

"What's the panic, the wine is still the same glass of wine, it's just a different form, but it's still wine!" Seeing that the man was a little panicked, Duan Zixiong smiled proudly: "You can drink it!"

When the man heard this, his panicked eyes suddenly showed a cold light, and he shouted angrily: "You think that if you use this little trick, you will make me succumb, it's really a pipe dream!"

Hearing this, Duan Zixiong's triangular eyes suddenly flashed cold, and he said with cold cream: "You mean not to drink?"

The man shook his head with a smirk, and roared, "You're a fool!" and then he threw the cup to the ground.

In an instant, the wine glass fell to the ground with a clatter, but there was no change, it was as hard as a scale, and the ice inside did not change at all.

Duan Zixiong's fingers suddenly clenched, and he said with a dark face: "It's really a toast and don't blow the penalty wine!" The clenched fist in his hand suddenly turned into a palm, and a cold air was born in an instant, and the white smoke lingered back and forth in the palm of his hand, gathering more and more, and surging more and more.

Looking at Duan Zixiong's cold face, the man's heart couldn't help but be shocked, he felt as if he was covered by a cloud of ice, and there was a cold air everywhere, even the air inhaled by his nose was cold.

The two looked at each other for a while, and the ice mist in Duan Zixiong's hand was basically formed, and seeing that the time had come, he said angrily: "Since you don't know whether you live or die, then I'll let you taste Lao Tzu's power!" With that, he waved his right hand and launched an attack on that person.

Swish......

With the wave of his right palm, the white ice mist came out with the palm, and the icy cold snap followed, although the other party was fully prepared, but the expected things were often beyond expectations.

In the face of the strong ice fog, the man didn't know whether he underestimated Duan Zixiong or had no way out, so he didn't dodge, but fought back.

"Bang ......"

With a bang, the powerful ice mist smashed into his upper body, and was hit by a huge shock wave, flying several feet away in an instant, and falling to the ground abruptly.

The man lay upright on the ground, covered in a thin layer of ice, not very thick, but still recognizable that it was ice, not frost.

Everyone looked at this incredible scene and was stunned.

The entire inn seemed to be empty, and the silence was as dead as death, which was diametrically opposed to the bustling scene at the beginning. At the moment, there was only the faint sound of breathing, in the crowd that was as immobile as a stake, shuttling back and forth, accompanied by the sound of a pounding heartbeat.

When the three accomplices standing opposite saw this scene, their faces were like ashes, as if they felt that they would be the next to fall out, and they were extremely frightened.

"Why are you still standing, either get on it together, or carry him out!" Duan Zixiong said with a straight face.

Seeing this, these three people all knew that their strength was not good, and even if the three of them joined forces, it would be impossible to beat him, so they glanced at each other and ran back in an instant.

Approaching the man on the ground, a faint chill suddenly invaded the three of them, and they saw that the man on the ground was covered in ice clothes, as if he had just come out of the ice cellar.

"Crackling ......"

As he was lifted up, the sound of ice falling to the ground was heard throughout the inn. Hearing this small sound is like the sound of swords clashing, which makes people shudder.

The three of them lifted the stiff man on the ground and ran towards the door tremblingly, completely devoid of the arrogance they had when they came.

Duan Zixiong shook his sleeves, and in the face of the three fleeing people, an invincible expression appeared on his face.

"Brother Duan, I haven't seen you for a few days, and your martial arts have improved a lot!" Zhuo Yi stepped forward and patted his horse to greet him.

"Where, where! It's just a little trick to carve insects!" Duan Zixiong said humbly.

Zhuo Yi didn't see that the modesty was pretended by Duan Zixiong, and he couldn't help but sigh, he knew that Duan Zixiong was an arrogant person in the past, and it was really a bit unexpected if he hadn't seen him for a while.

He followed with a smile, waved one hand forward and said, "Brother Duan, please sit down, let's sit down and talk slowly." ”

Duan Zixiong nodded, lifted the hem of his clothes, and sat down.

Zhuo Yi then sat down and sat opposite Duan Zixiong.

He poured a glass of wine for Duan Zixiong, and his eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and he looked a little uncomfortable in his heart.

Duan Zixiong was a very shrewd person, and when he saw his face, he asked lightly: "Brother Zhuo, why are you frowning? Is it because of what happened just now, you are still unhappy!"

Zhuo Yi slowly raised his head, took his eyes off the glass of wine he had just poured, exhaled deeply, and said helplessly: "No, no." It's a lot more worrying than what happened just now!"

When Duan Zixiong heard this, his calm face became a little more curious, and he was puzzled: "Oh?

Zhuo Yihuan glanced around, looking very mysterious, and then said in a low voice: "My cousin Zhuo Yifan!"

When Zhuo Yi said Zhuo Yifan, Duan Zixiong's face suddenly became cold, and these three words made him extremely unhappy.

"Brother Zhuo, that's what you're talking about! The first time my men went out, they didn't see his figure, so they returned in vain. I found him the second time, but it was a pity that it fell short!" Duan Zixiong picked up the glass of wine that Zhuo Yi had poured for him, and drank it all.

Zhuo Yi raised his eyes to look at Duan Zixiong, and said with a slight bow: "I know this!"

Zhuo Yifan put down the wine glass, his expression was a little stunned, and he raised his eyebrows and said, "Oh, you know?"

Zhuo Yi picked up a glass of wine, turned around in front of him, and said in a deep voice: "Because he returned to Zhuo Jian Villa some time ago!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he drank it all.

Duan Zixiong's eyes suddenly widened: "Oh, then why didn't you tell me when he came back?"

Zhuo Yi shrugged his shoulders helplessly, and said slowly: "I wasn't in the village at that time, and I listened to my family afterwards." ”

Duan Zixiong felt very sorry after hearing this, and then smiled: "It's okay, it's not a hurry to kill him at this time, Brother Zhuo, you can rest assured, it will definitely be done for you!" (To be continued.) )