Chapter Fifty-Eight: Coarse Linen and a Pot of Old Wine
The scholar stopped Xu Cheng.
The scholar changed his clothes, no longer the coarse linen clothes, but a Confucian robe, the scholar looked at Xu Cheng and said in a low voice: "Thank you." β
Xu Cheng shook his head and said, "I'll do things at your expense." β
The scholar picked up the fan on his waist, shook it and said, "Maybe, tomorrow I will leave, go to that middle world, transfer to the great world, kill that old thing, the prince has already given me a place." β
Xu Cheng nodded and said, "Congratulations." Hopefully you'll be able to kill whoever you want to kill. β
The scholar raised his head and looked at the flowing clouds in the sky, the flowing clouds scattered without a trace, and the scholar suddenly said: "After I leave, I will let him flood the sky." β
The scholar smiled mysteriously, and then wiped it from his waist, and a pot of wine appeared in his hand, and two cups floated in the air.
The scholar poured it full in turn, and then said: "No one in the world sent me, and everyone thinks I am a betrayer, but I don't mind it, but I hope that everyone in the world is like a dragon." β
Xu Cheng drank it all.
The scholar drank slowly, ignoring Xu Cheng, and laughed away, his robe swayed, and his figure fluttered, "I am a Chu madman, Feng Ge laughed at the ancestor." β
Xu Cheng blinked his eyes and watched the fine willows flying, at this time it was already spring in March, and everything was germinating.
The willow leaves are faintly pale green, fluttering in the wind, which is extremely beautiful.
Xu Cheng was wearing a white robe.
Looking at the background after the scholar left, he suddenly laughed, and muttered in a low voice: "I am a Chu madman, Feng Ge laughed at the ancestor." β
The Scattered Demon King wanted to kill Xu Cheng.
This is what he thinks now, the Scattered Demon King has many names, and one of them is enough to amaze the world.
Kong Qing.
The lord of the small thousand worlds, once led three small thousand worlds, with less than 30,000 monks, counterattacked another middle thousand world, if it was not for the Dao Ancestor disciples to make a move, then the result was not necessarily what the result was, even so, the Scattered Demon King did not suffer a crushing defeat, but escaped from the ascension to heaven.
It can be said that he was a legendary figure thousands of years ago, and in terms of figuring out people's hearts, the Scattered Demon King may be worse than Xu Cheng or the Prince, but when it comes to setting up a formation to kill the enemy, planning a city and a pool, and conquering a world, the Scattered Demon King is much stronger than them.
The Demon King drank on stage.
This is Dianjiangtai, which is generally the emperor's position, but the crown prince has already given him everything here, including this position.
As for the position of the lord of the world in the world, the prince actually doesn't care at all, what he cares about is that when the "Dao Ancestor Inheritance" started from the beginning, he said that this middle thousand worlds is actually a battle between the face of the Dao Ancestor and the Demon Palace Dao Ancestor.
What they represent is the face of their respective Dao Ancestors, and their faces are at the level of Dao Ancestors, like the dignity of a faction, if the senior brother of the Silent Heart Sect and the senior brother of the Nine Heavens Demon Palace can represent their own sect and defeat each other, they will be able to make their sect win their face.
Dao Ancestor will not be stingy with his rewards, and inheritance is one of them.
The Scattered Demon King, Gujing's waveless eyes, moved slightly.
A little demon in green clothes ran all the way, glanced at the Scattered Demon King, knelt down and said, "My lord, he's here." β
Who is he?
Needless to say, this little demon king also knew that he had invited him.
"Invite him to the feast. β
On the platform, the Demon King looked around, all around were blood-red demon flags, here was his former banner, he had been away from Xucheng for half a year, and he had already obtained the military power of the entire demon clan, and this military power was not obtained by others.
The Thousand Worlds.
The boundless universe.
The Nine Heavens Demon Palace, wherever and wherever he is, there is no shortage of generals, he relied on his own strategy, with his own decisiveness, to kill three hundred people who wanted to compete with him for this position.
The blood-colored demon flag flew and moved, and there was a sound of "whoa, whoa" in the air.
The Demon Scattering King finally laughed suddenly, and the fist that had been clenched tightly suddenly let go, and muttered: "If you can retreat from this banquet safely, then you will live, if not, you will still die, and it is better for me to help you preserve your soul and essence blood." How can such a precious thing be in the hands of a crockpot in your hands. β
Demon feast.
Xu Cheng knew that there was no good banquet, but he knew that he had to go, he didn't know, what the Scattered Demon King was thinking of himself, but if he blindly retreated, then he would eventually have no way to retreat, which would affect his future plans.
Xu Cheng was wearing a pale blue robe engraved with water patterns, a turquoise literati hat on his head, and a long sword pinned to his waist.
The banquet was held on an incense boat.
The shore turned out to be very lively, bustling, no matter what time of year, the singer will always laugh, and this moment is no exception.
But now it's quiet.
Xu Cheng blinked his eyes, turned around and walked into the incense boat, and went directly to the ninth floor, this boat is a spiritual weapon, which can be transformed into tens of thousands of zhang, so although it is said to be floating in this river, it is better to say that it is better to float in the air.
After Xu Cheng left.
Around it, the oil pan suddenly dripped like water droplets, and it exploded all at once.
"That person is Xu Cheng?"
"Xu Cheng?"
"The best demon in the world?"
"The number one demon immortal in the world can even go straight into the Nine Heavens to kill and annihilate, one out and one in. β
"The point is that he ran away, so whose fiancΓ©e, hehehe. β
"Hey, hey, hey. β
"Let's go, this banquet should be a bit interesting today, let's go in. β
"Let's go in. β
"Let's go in. β
The Demon King stood at the door: "Everyone, please come in, I didn't understand it to you before, I want to surprise you, you come in, today is my good brother Xucheng Demon King's feast, I hope you don't get drunk and don't return." β
Xu Cheng sat in his position, his eyes slanted, shook his head and smiled. picked up the wine glass and drank it, but he didn't touch any of the dishes, and the smell of human blood came.
Xu Cheng can eat it, but he doesn't want to eat it, he doesn't want to do anything, don't think about letting him do anything.
Because this is Xu Cheng's pursuit, in the future, he will go straight to the Nine Heavens, and the final purpose of being able to devour this world is also to be unfettered, the world is free to do his own thing, and the idea of freedom is deep in his heart.
Xu Cheng drank wine.
The surroundings began to be filled with people.
The Scattered Demon King got up and said, "Brother Xu Chengxian is satisfied?"
Xu Cheng was silent and nodded slightly.
The Demon King smiled and said, "Brother Xian is satisfied, on top of the banquet, you can put aside your worries, you and I will drink this cup together." β
Xu Cheng raised his head and drank it all.
The Scattered Demon King clapped his hands and laughed, and said in a low voice, "Brother Xian is still bold. β
Off the field, they were all smiling.
Xu Cheng didn't like this scene, he felt that he was a bit like a monkey, and the murderous intent slowly came out.
The Demon King looked around and began to talk nonsense.
Xu Cheng sat down slowly, bowed his head and drank, a woman sitting in the corner, but raised her head, her face covered with fat powder, and said with a smile: "The matchmaker respects the demon king's skills very much, and I hope to be able to drink this cup with the matchmaker." β
The Scattered Demon King also applauded again and said with a smile: "The matchmaker has a good amount of alcohol, why don't you drink alcohol." β
Xu Cheng smiled and said, "I'll drink." β
A few breaths later.
Singing and dancing came, and Xu Cheng had already drunk most of the wine.
Xu Cheng's face became more and more cold, and he was a little grateful to the point of impatience, a kind of boredom, and a feeling of being treated as a plaything, just like the singer in the field.
The Scattered Demon King suddenly laughed, looked at Xu Cheng, and said in a low voice, "Brother Xian can dance swords." β
Xu Cheng shook his head.
A woman next to her smiled and giggled: "The demon king of Xucheng is really modest, he knows the demon king's ability, a piece that almost annihilates the heart sect, stabs the forehead through, and can also abduct the woman, and now the demon king looks down on me." β
Hundreds of people in the audience all laughed and said loudly: "The demon king doesn't look down on us and others." β
Xu Cheng stopped talking.
There was only the sound of singing and dancing, intermittently resounding continuously.
The singer's voice was also a little trembling, as if she felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere.
The Scattered Demon King suddenly drew his sword, and the sound was like the sound of an ice fountain suddenly cracking, and the faces of everyone in the audience changed.
The Demon King pulled out the sword and threw it out, on the ground, in the most unnoticeable corner of the field, a handsome man, his body turned into darkness, suddenly caught the sword, and then said: "The demon king does not dance the sword, it may not know our level, and thinks that watching it dance the sword is an insult, so there is no one, it is to dance the sword first, let you see, but also for the next demon king to dance the sword, throwing bricks and jade." β
Xu Cheng was silent, and his face gradually recovered.
The people who watched looked a little embarrassed, and they were no longer curious when they looked at Xu Cheng, but turned into a kind of disdain.
After all, Xu Cheng is a rootless duckweed, although he is famous, he is not a disciple of the clan after all, maybe a deep-rooted demon.
Sword movement.
Thinking of it, there is no one, the body is broken, "Huh" stands up again, a sword light, like a crescent moon, extremely beautiful.
Xu Cheng looked at it, raised his head, seemed to think of something, and looked at the gaze of the Scattered Demon King, which also became weird.
Xu Cheng didn't expect the Hongmen Banquet, but now it seems to have really happened, Xu Cheng also admired the courage of the Demon King, lowered his head, and looked at the remaining wine in the wine jug, the wine was like a mirror, reflecting the sword light.
The sword light is like the moonlight, stirring the heart of the departed.
The sword light is like starlight, rippling the dreams of the deceased.
The sword light turned again, and in an instant, the killing gradually rose, and countless soldiers' voices came into a dream, and the singer also left tears, and suddenly her voice was high, "General white hair"
It's a song.
A sword falls.
Xu Cheng held the sword with two fingers, and glanced at the Scattered Demon King on the platform, the Scattered Demon King's eyes moved, and he also saw the sword, and it was also a killing move he prepared, this time it was a test but a vague killing game.
But such a cup of Xu Cheng was easily resolved.
It made the Demon Scattering King feel tricky