At this moment, I saw Xiaohe come in from outside the door, looking at Wen Sicheng with some pleading, Wen Sicheng only thought about it, but he also shrugged his shoulders helplessly, there are only two and a half people in the world who can persuade him, those two have been dead for many years, and the remaining half of himself really doesn't dare to persuade her, helplessly like He Yifan made a look, He Yifan understood at the moment, turned around and went out to stand on the second floor, stood by the railing and said loudly: "Friends, He Yifan in Xiajiangbei, He Mou has a reluctant invitation today, and I hope that everyone here Haihan." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" Before the words fell, the voices of discussion in the Juxian Building roared.

"He is He Yifan?"

"Sure enough, he is extraordinary, and he deserves to be a hero of Jiangbei!"

At this moment, I saw a person standing at a table in the corner on the first floor, dressed in a light green robe, holding a folding fan in his hand, and said loudly to He Yifan: "He Daxia is polite, if you have anything to say, what is the use of the brothers, my Qingzhu Gang must go to the soup." ”

"Yes, you can say it, He Daxia. What you confessed, our Giant Spirit Gate is not a soft meal."

For a while, the voice of promise was everywhere, and I saw He Yifan clasping his fists with both hands and said to the people downstairs: "Thank you friends, in fact, it is not a big deal, today He has something important to do, and I want to wrap this drunken fairy building, so I want to ask you to sell He a certain face, you can rest assured, everyone is in this drunken fairy building today, He Mou has a package." At this time, I saw the man in the green shirt smile again: "Hahaha, He Daxia, this is not true." Over the years, you have walked the rivers and lakes, hoeing the strong and helping the weak, who does not know what Yifan in Jiangbei above the rivers and lakes, such a small thing today, if you use your martial arts internal strength, it is not a problem for everyone here to fight out, but you are still polite, please say something, I will wait until you let you settle the wine money, I am afraid that I will not be able to mix in the rivers and lakes in the future. At this time, I saw him clasping his hands into fists and arching towards He Yifan: "He Daxia, farewell." With that, he turned around and packed his bags and walked away. For a while, the guests on the first floor saluted He Yifan one after another, and without saying much, seeing that all the people in the hall had left, He Yifan turned around and returned to the room.

As soon as Fang pushed the door, he saw that something flew in front of him, He Yifan raised his hand violently to catch it, looked down and saw that it was a blue and white teacup, Fang was about to raise his head to speak, and suddenly another strong wind hit, and with a bang, he saw another teacup hit He Yifan's eyebrows directly, He Yifan suddenly hugged his head and squatted on the ground, Zhuo Xueying's apricot eyes on the table were round, willow eyebrows fell to the tree, and Jiao shouted: "Stinky boy, have you wrapped it?" He Yifan suddenly felt infinitely aggrieved, looked up to the sky and sighed that He Yifan was above the rivers and lakes in Jiangbei, with a great reputation, how could he be humiliated by a woman like this here, and at the moment he was born with evil and guts, and shouted: "Sister Xue, I was wronged!"

That day until late at night, the laughter of several people who had been floating in the Drunken Immortal Building, mixed with a few Zhuo Xueying's coquettish drinks, Zhang Anbei and He Yifan's screams, Wen Sicheng on the table held a wine glass, looked at the three of them, and a faint smile unconsciously appeared on the corner of his mouth, and under Zhuo Xueying's bright smile, his eyes flashed with a faint sadness, "Dad, Brother Qiao, I will take care of these people for you!" ”

Late at night, Wen Sicheng stood on the roof of the Drunken Immortal Building, looking at Qingyuan City, which gradually fell into the night, there was silence all around, the night wind blew his clothes and long hair erratic, looking at the faint lights in the distance, but his heart was infinitely emotional, everyone in this world has their own big or small dreams, some small and insignificant, some big enough to be Top Gun; Suddenly, a gust of fragrant wind hit, and a person fell beside him, saying: "What do you want? So distracted?" Wen Sicheng did not answer, but said lightly: "They are drunk by you?" Zhuo Xueying smiled lightly and said: "They don't bother to resist with internal force at all, how can they be my opponent?" Wen Sicheng laughed dumbly when he heard this: "They are such hot-blooded rectal people, they are running day and night these days, and they must be tired from fierce battles! What are you going to do next?" Wen Sicheng shook his head and said, "I haven't thought about it yet! Whether to involve them or not, there are too many people who have died over the years." ”