In southern Xinjiang, in an extremely remote small village, Sijitian has just completed the task of subduing the Golden Silkworm Clan. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

A light rain was falling, and Di Jun closed his eyes and looked up to the sky to let the light rain fall on his face.

"It's a tiring task...... I really want to go to Zhao Kingdom...... "Counting the days, the semi-divine Xuan is making trouble in the world, but he is in this remote village where birds don't and the news is closed, if he doesn't have a memory, Di Jun wouldn't know what the Central Plains is doing. This is just the beginning of the mission, and there are many similar tasks to come.

"Hmph, what an idler. Looking at Di Jun who was bathed in the spring rain, the candle dragon snorted dissatisfiedly. It is inevitable that there will be some disputes in long-term cooperation, and in addition, since being bitten by Gu worms back then, it seems that they have been affected by some changes, and their tempers have changed somewhat, so the relationship between the four poles seems to have become more and more delicate during this time.

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Compared with the Four Poles, Tongjitang ushered in a long-lost joy a month later, heroes from all walks of life gathered together, and everyone gathered together with pride and love!

"Hahahaha! Thanks to Dugu Daxia, thanks to Tongjitang, we can defeat the Demon Sect in one fell swoop!

A man who doesn't know which small sect has a loud voice, talking to himself, don't look at what he said as if he is very familiar with Tongjitang, in fact, he knows Dugu Wuregret, Dugu Wuregret but doesn't know him. But today is the hero of the Wine and Meat Club, but everyone who comes is a brother.

"Hahaha, Brother Amu is serious, this credit should belong to Nangong Shaoxia. "To be able to force the Demon Sect into this desperate situation, although Dugu has no regrets, it is Nangong Shaoxia who stabs the fatal blow.

"Alas...... It's a pity, Nangong Shaoxia died young, in time, I think he will definitely become an immortal, and now he has made such a bandit-like Shengxuan, alas......"

The so-called celebration banquet is just a place where everyone gets together to drink, eat meat and brag, except for enhancing some feelings with each other, there is not much real business.

A burly man in gold armor sat next to Long Dingtian, this person was not very old, about thirty years old, and he was also heroic with a large wine jar in his hand. This person is the city lord of Wind and Fire City, Lian Yue, I saw him holding the wine jar and pouring a sip of wine, and said with a snort.

"Tut-tut, this wine is average, if the Dragon Hall Master has time to come to my Wind and Fire City to sit, I will definitely let the Dragon Hall Master taste the treasured wine below!" Long Dingtian and Lian Yue didn't know each other before, but the two of them hit it off at first sight at this gathering, and the two of them were very like-minded in terms of figure and personality.

"Oh, I'm a good daughter, I'm reluctant to drink it on weekdays, even the city lord has a better wine?" Long Dingtian gritted his teeth and took out his treasure for the sake of face, but he didn't want to be said to be ordinary by Lian Yue, which made him a little surprised.

"Hahaha, this is also considered good wine? I said that you are the master of the three halls of Tongji Hall, but you have not even drunk a good wine, how can it be? ”

Even March laughed, what he said was not a lie, this wine was indeed only average to him.

"Hehe, don't hide it from the city lord, Tongjitang is poor, this is really the best wine I can come up with. "Almost all of Tongjitang's donations have been taken by Dugu Wuregret for disaster relief, how can there be spare money for Long Dingtian to squander?

"Master Longtang, you are not kind, the third leader of the first major faction of the dignified Zhao Kingdom, I don't believe you when you say that you are poor. Are you going to tell me that even my little Wind and Fire City City Lord is better than you? "Even March knows about those major sects in the Central Plains, which one is not a rich flowing oil? The money raised by the Great Gate Sect just every month is higher than the tax revenue of his small Wind and Fire City in a year, so he doesn't believe it.

Of course, even March is measured by the standards of the six major sects of Tongjitang, you must know that these sects like Quanzhen are tens of thousands of taels of silver just to open the light to large families, which is simply a lion's mouth. Tongjitang is different, Dugu has no regrets, not only does not do that kind of lack of morality, but also refuses to raise donations from others. He thinks that enough is enough in the hall, and the extra money is a waste of people's kindness.

After saying this for three months, Long Dingtian felt a little bad in his heart, everyone thought about the life of a rich man, and Long Dingtian was also a mortal, of course, no exception. At this moment, Ao Xuehan, who didn't know where he had been hiding, suddenly stood up.

"The donations of the righteous are only enough for the daily expenses of my Tongjitang, and there is no extra spare money, after all, my Tongjitang is not your Wind and Fire City with taxes. ”

"It turned out to be an arrogant hall master, disrespectful and disrespectful. In Xiafeng Fire City for three months, I thought that what the proud hall master said was really inappropriate, and the three hall masters did their best for my Zhao country, and they were really great heroes, and they deserved to be rewarded. The donation of the righteous is out of benevolence and righteousness, but it is not a long-term solution, the Demon Sect will no longer have cholera, and the righteous will no longer donate, just ask what Tongjitang eats and drinks? Two hall masters, you look at the six major sects, which one is not rich? Money is not omnipotent, but no money is absolutely impossible, we must learn to take precautions. ”

He took a big sip of wine, and drank a lot of it even three months ago, and at this time his face was a little red, as if he was drunk.

These words came to the heart of Aoxue Han Long Dingtian, and the two of them worked hard for the battle between good and evil, and there were not a few internal and external injuries. Now that this dispute has finally ended, it is the so-called success and fame, but they have not saved a penny over the years, and they will soon be old, especially Ao Xuehan has a family, should he also leave some way for himself to spend his old age in peace?

After more than ten years of conquest and war, now think about what else they have besides that false name? They want money or no money, they have no power, even if they are the only false name, they will always be shrouded in the aura of loneliness and no regrets, and they will always be the second and third hall masters of Tongjitang.

"Hahaha, Tongjitang has nothing to entertain everyone, please forgive me. When the two were thinking, they were interrupted by Dugu Wuregret's voice, it turned out that Dugu Wuregret's toast had come here.

The two of them shook their heads and dispelled their thoughts, the eldest brother is here, how can they think about those things? They are brothers who have worshipped each other! Besides, even if they want to be lonely and have no regrets, they must have that strength.

Lian Yue seemed to be really a little drunk, and seeing that Dugu had no regrets, he actually went up with the wine jar in his arms, and said in a thick voice.

"Dugu Daxia, in Xiafeng Fire City for three months, I will pay tribute to you for the people of Xifeng!"

After speaking, he took care of himself and drank the jar in a big gulp, although he drank heroically, but most of the wine was leaked from his mouth, and Long Dingtian was very distressed when he saw it.