Thanks to the right hand of the god of death, lonely heart, drunk like a red face dream, change the sticker, dream e emperor and spring breeze are proud but forgetful rewards.

Drunk and lying on the knees of beauty, awake to the power of the world. This is probably the pursuit of thousands of people in the martial arts.

Jiang Feng has always regarded the Snow Mountain Sect as his home, where he eats, drinks, wears, lives, and gives him the necessary martial arts for people in the rivers and lakes. But Jiang Feng had almost no friends in the Snow Mountain Sect, except for Hua Wanzi.

A second-generation disciple whose age is the same as a third-generation disciple can't be high, or low, and he can't touch either end.

Even if Hua Wanzi is a little brother, Jiang Feng's little brother is mostly due to the brilliance of her unique female sympathy and motherhood.

"Xiaofeng, why are you sitting here alone, come and come, come with Senior Sister. ”

Hua Wanzi's temperament has always been wind and fire, no wonder he has always liked Feng Wanli, who is nicknamed Feng Wanli of the Wind and Fire Divine Dragon. After that, without waiting for Jiang Feng to react, he pulled Jiang Feng and ran to a bonfire with a roar.

Before this bonfire, there were not only Feng Wanli and Bai Wanjian, whom Jiang Feng had already known, but also Geng Wanzhong, Ke Wanjun, Wang Wancheng, Wang Wanyi, Huyan Wanshan and Wen Wanfu, who had been introduced by Hua Wanzi and only known by Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng was the youngest, so he naturally stepped forward in a circle to salute one by one, and only then sat down in a position next to Hua Wanzi.

At this time, when I arrived at the bonfire, Hua Wanzi, who was originally in full swing, seemed to have changed a person. The whole person became squirming and pinching, and his face was probably too hot by the bonfire, and there was a hint of redness.

The girl's feelings are always spring, and the spring flowers are blooming, which is the purple and red.

The chopped firewood makes a "beep-beep" popping sound from time to time under the burning of the flame. The jumping flames bring light, warmth and aroma to the roasted whole lamb.

"Senior Brother Jiang, can you drink?"

The swordsman turned his head, but saw that Wang Wanyi had already handed over a bowl of wine. Jiang Feng nodded, stretched out his hand, gently took the porcelain bowl handed over by Wang Wanyi, and said, "Thank you Senior Brother Wang for the wine." ”

"Where is it, Senior Brother Jiang will see the outside, come, do it!" The people sitting in this circle are all the disciples of the head of the family, among which Wang Wanyi is the most clever, yes, the first to come over and get close to Jiang Fengtao.

The sound of "bumping" porcelain bowls colliding, the violent collision not only made a crisp sound, but also made the violently fluctuating wine sip out a little.

The wine in the south of the Yangtze River is soft, just like the soft words of Wu Yue's beauties. The wine outside the plug is fierce, just like the rhetoric of the northern man.

The cold soju flowed down the throat and flowed down. There is no ferocity as imagined, the wine here is fermented little by little with grain, no matter how strong it is, it is limited after all.

An eleven-year-old boy is no longer young in this era. Especially a boy like Jiang Feng, with a sword in his hand, he can already send the soul of the dead with a sword, such a boy is already a man.

"Good amount of alcohol!"

Wang Wanyi's face was also quite white, but after a bowl of wine, he was a little red. People with successful internal strength have some resistance to alcohol, which shows that this Senior Brother Wang's alcohol consumption is really not very good.

"Senior brother, you injured the demon monk of the Blood Knife Gate this time, but you have greatly increased the face of my Snow Mountain Sect, I salute you!"

"Where, all the brothers and sisters worked together, come, everyone did it together. ”

"!" "!" ......

The goddess is intentional, King Xiang has no intention, this bowl of wine, a circle of people are very happy, only Hua Wanzi drinks awkwardly.

It seemed that he shouldn't be passive like this at this time, Bai Wanjian beckoned at this time: "Come on, come on, don't patronize the big guy, come and eat meat, this roasted whole lamb meat is the most tender to eat at this time." ”

"That's it, that's it, don't be stunned, eat!"

If there is a horn, there must be a hand, Geng Wanzhong, as the closest character to Bai Wanjian on weekdays, naturally took on this role.

Just when everyone was about to start cutting the mutton, Bai Wanjian suddenly shouted again: "Slow!"

"What's wrong again!"

At this time, women always have more privileges than men. Yes, Hua Wanzi unabashedly expressed her anger, and by the way, vented the anger that had just sealed Wanli.

"Senior sister, don't be impatient, I think it's a little boring to eat meat like this, why don't you try your swordsmanship with the big guy?"

"How do you compare swordsmanship?"

"The big guy uses the sword to get the meat, just use the sword to get the meat back, how about it?"

Sometimes it's about filling your stomach, and sometimes it's not just about filling your stomach. For example, tonight, the meaning of this meal is to deepen the feelings of everyone, and such a game-like competition is naturally more popular than simply eating.

Most people who practice martial arts are simple in their thinking after all, and they do what they think of.

For a while, but seeing that everyone had long swords in their hands, they sharpened their swords and roasted sheep.

However, Bai Wanjian, Feng Wanli and Jiang Feng were not in a hurry to make their swords.

At such times, the first person to draw a sword will be like a bird on the head, and will inevitably become the target of everyone. Therefore, under the control of each other, no one was willing to strike first.

There was a big wine jar next to Jiang Feng, which Wang Wanyi had just taken and poured wine for everyone. Jiang Feng's long sword, who didn't care at all, was still on his back, holding the bowl in his left hand and grabbing it above the wine jar with his right hand.

Under the operation of the Melting Sun and Snow Melting Skill, the wine jar weighing dozens of catties was actually grabbed by Jiang Feng's young body with one hand.

After taking a large bowl of wine, Jiang Feng drank the bowl of wine, then wiped his mouth and laughed loudly: "I'll come." ”

Three steps out, at this time Jiang Feng was already a long sword in his hand, although it was not out of the sheath, but it was better than out of the sheath.

At this time, Jiang Feng suddenly had a three-foot Qingfeng sword, a glass of wine and a smile on the rivers and lakes.

Joining Snow Mountain, he is an outsider, the three generations of disciples are the same age as him, but they are of different generations, and the second generation of disciples are the same generation as him, but there is a lot of age difference.

Loneliness and loneliness forged his fast sword, and also piled up the melancholy in his heart.

People often say that Jiang Feng didn't understand it before, but now, he understands it a little. A breath of depression in my heart was exhaled, the road ahead was long, I had a sword in my hand, what to fear.

As the so-called wine field has no father and son, at this time, although Jiang Feng wants to take the initiative to be this bird, the rest of the people will not stay. Even Bai Wanjian and Feng Wanli, their right hands involuntarily placed on the hilt of the sword.

Draw the sword, draw the sword, stab directly, close the sword......

A sword light flashed, and the six sword lights that followed missed by a fraction of a second. When Jiang Feng took a piece of roast mutton from the tip of his sword and tore it slowly, the six people who were successfully attacked by Jiang Feng's sword had to continue to return to the original situation of being wary of each other.

"What a fast sword!"

The same thought flashed through Bai Wanjian and Feng Wanli's minds, and the green tendons that gradually surfaced in their respective sword hands showed their same movements.