Wu Qiutian looked back and saw a young man dressed elegantly with a look of surprise not far behind him.

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, the young man rushed over quickly and hugged Wu Qiutian: "Big brother, it's really you!"

Wu Shi saw that Wu Dingtian did not show a displeased expression, and did not stop the young man's movements. Wu Qiutian was also surprised when he saw this young man: "Xianru, why are you here?"

"Big brother forgot, I told my eldest brother that I was in Wuling City in Southern Chu. Zhou Xianru's excited expression cooled down suddenly, and his displeasure was written on his face.

Wu Qiutian saw that he was unhappy, and said with a smile: "Looking at what you were wearing that day, you didn't look like a rich son, although you are a cultivator, but the rules of the Confucian Hall are strict, I never thought that you would come to this kind of place." ”

"The book business is angry, why can't you come to this kind of place. I know that there are still great Confucianists in the Confucian Hall and the Willow Lane of the Flower Street, which is rumored to be a beautiful talk by the world!" Zhou Xianru was still a little dissatisfied.

But immediately, he stopped being angry, and pulled Wu Qiutian and said that he would take him to meet someone.

Wu Qiutian followed him into the number room, and Wu Shi followed behind the two of them, and the old man in the room was still listening with his eyes closed, as if he hadn't noticed anyone coming in.

Zhou Xianru waved his hand in front of the old man, and after the old man opened his eyes, he didn't wait for him to reprimand, and immediately pulled Wu Qiutian to his side: "Uncle Shi, this is the Wu Qiutian that the little nephew told you last time, and the inner Dan of the earth turtle was given by him. ”

The old man straightened up, sighed, and then bowed to Wu Qiutian: "Old man Wang Shouren, he is the prime minister of Chu State, and I would like to thank Xiaoyou for saving his wife." ”

Wu Qiutian was suspicious when he saw the old man, and after seeing the old man's movements, he felt even more incredible, and he didn't understand until he thanked him.

hurriedly waved his hand: "The seniors don't need to be polite, it's useless for the younger generations of the Earth Turtle to take it, and it's just a matter of doing their duty to give it to Xianru." ”

Ordered the wine and food again, Wu Qiutian called Wu Dingtian from the room to the ground room, and several young people chatted happily, while Wang Shouren and Wu Shi became alone.

Wang Shouren looked at Wu Shidao, who was standing on the side and looked out of place: "Why did you come in with the dogleg of the British Palace, this is not a place for you to come." ”

Wu Shi's face was hot for a while, everyone in Wuling City knew that this old master did not have a good impression of the King of England, and even those of them who worked under the King of England would not have a good face when they met him.

Wu Qiutian heard Wang Shouren's ridicule, but he didn't stand up for the first time to help Wu Shi explain, to see if a person is really worth befriending, it has to be carefully observed.

Wu Shisheng blushed and said: "Senior, the junior is also working on an errand in the British Palace, and if you ask yourself, you haven't done anything hurtful, and the seniors are too biased!"

Seeing that he dared to refute, Wang Shouren's eyes widened: "This is Wuling City, if it weren't for the so-called cultivators who don't want to practice and just want to enjoy, the King of England would dare to be so rampant?"

A Wu Shi who dares to refute is more valued by Wu Qiutian than a Wu Shi who can only make promises. This time, he didn't chat with Zhou Xianru anymore, but came out to help Wu Shi speak: "The seniors are wrong, people have the right to choose, sometimes the choice is wrong, it's good to know that the mistake can be corrected, why should the seniors hold on to people! Brother Wu was brought in by me, if the seniors are not welcome, the juniors can leave with Brother Wu now." ”

Zhou Xianru pulled Wu Qiutian and said softly: "Big brother, don't go." ”

"Ahem, stinky boy, dare to ignore the old man!" the voice of the old man Wang Shouren sounded in his ears.

Zhou Xianru's actions and words successfully provoked the anger in Wang Shouren's heart to himself, but he was thinking in his heart while chasing Zhou Xianru: This kid is unruly, and the Wumen has fallen to the point where he is today, he still dares to talk to me like this, isn't he afraid that I will tie him up and send him back to the Wumen?

Not long ago, the Wumen had already communicated with the various sects, saying that the Wumen disciple Wu Qiutian had betrayed the door and asked the major forces to help. When he saw Wu Qiutian for the first time, he felt that there was a witch breath in Wu Qiutian's body, so he kindly reminded Wu Qiutian.

Zhirutang's heroic righteousness is the most sensitive to the existence of Wu Xi, and he doesn't want to have anything to do with the current Wu Sect, otherwise he wouldn't remind Wu Qiutian.

While pondering, Wu Dingtian said with a big grin: "This wine tastes like water, is there any strong wine." ”

In this regard, Wu Qiutian thought that the taste of this wine was indeed not very good.

Zhou Xianru smiled evilly: "I know that Xianmanlou has a kind of wine that is full of strength, but I don't know if you two can stand it." ”

Wu Dingtian laughed and said, "Hmph, it's really stingy to have good wine and not let people bring it up." When a man is alive, drinking spirits, riding strong horses, and sleeping with strong women is a happy thing. ”

Wang Shouren's face suddenly became not very good-looking, Zhirutang pays attention to righteousness and awe-inspiring, how can he tolerate these male thieves and female prostitutes. Seeing this, Zhou Xianru snorted and patted the magic circle on the wall.

After a while, the bartender brought three fires of spirits that were claimed to burn people, and the wine filled the bowl, and Wu Qiutian did not hesitate to pick up the bowl and swallow the wine in one gulp.

The hot and spicy taste continued from the tongue to the abdomen, and the whole person was immersed in a piece of warmth, although the wine was strong, it gave Wu Qiutian a feeling of pleasure.

He couldn't help but lift the jar and drink wildly, Zhou Xianru looked at Wu Qiutian dumbfounded, although this wine is a mortal thing, but it is known as the strongest but three bowls of three fires, even if it is a cultivator, he does not dare to drink so wildly, but Wu Qiutian is not afraid of anything, and he picks up the wine jar and drinks it.

Fortunately, there is not too much wine in the wine jar, at most it is only a dozen bowls, otherwise Zhou Xianru is really a little worried that Wu Qiutian will be injured because of drinking strong wine.

After drinking a jar of wine, Wu Qiutian's face was slightly red, his chest and abdomen were hot, and he shouted: "Refreshing!"

Zhou Xianru stood up and laughed: "The eldest brother is worthy of being the eldest brother, he is really powerful, come, although the younger brother is not as heroic as the eldest brother, he also has to sacrifice his life to accompany the gentleman." With that, he drained the bowl of wine in one gulp.

They are happy to take revenge and shout, and they are refreshing, but their cheerfulness has caused some people to be unhappy.

The purple-clothed woman next door frowned slightly when she heard the voice, and the young man opposite him immediately got up and planned to ask the teacher for the crime.

When he came over and saw that Zhou Xianru and the others were still yelling, his eyes shrank, and he kicked open the door and walked in with a group of genealogists who were not qualified to sit down and eat together, and said angrily: "Can you stop yelling, people also want to eat, haven't your family taught you anything polite?"

Seeing the appearance of his nostrils facing the sky, Zhou Xianru said disdainfully: "Who is my Dao, it turns out that he is just the scum of the British Palace, what's the matter, you are a gentleman, you didn't bring a few Taoist priests from your Chongyangmen to show off your martial arts today?"

Mi Fang said angrily: "Zhou Xianru, don't think that your master is the imperial master, your uncle is my prime minister of Southern Chu, you can be domineering." This son is the concubine of the British Prince's Mansion, and sooner or later he will be the future King of England, so you'd better be polite to me. ”

At this time, Mi Fang hadn't noticed Wang Shouren who was listening to the music at the table, otherwise he wouldn't dare to make a big fuss in front of Wang Shouren, who didn't even dare to shout at his father.

Wu Qiutian didn't expect Zhou Xianru, who had always been easy to talk, to be so annoyed when he saw this person, pulled his clothes, and said to the man: "This brother, our brother is sorry to disturb you eating in order to vent his frustration." ”

"It's not to disturb this son, but to disturb the beauty. Zhou Xianru, for the sake of your friend being so knowledgeable today, my son doesn't care about you. Next time, I won't be so lucky. In his eyes, Zhou Xianru is just a sour scholar with some talent and ability.

A purple figure appeared behind everyone, Wu Qiutian's eyes lit up, this woman in purple gave him a feeling that was not only familiar, her face was exactly the same as the deceased witch spirit!

Wang Shouren suddenly raised his head and said: "Mi Fang, you are not very majestic now, your old son is not dead, you are thinking about being the new king of Southern Chu." I don't know if the King of England will laugh when he hears your words!"

Mi Fang was startled and wanted to pull the woman in purple away, but his hand was in the air, but he didn't pull that hand. He was stunned for a moment, but decided to leave, ignoring the woman in purple, and rushed outside with the domestic servant.

The woman in purple looked at Wu Qiutian, and Wu Qiutian also looked at the woman in purple, both of them were stunned, and after a long time, the woman in purple suddenly glared at Wu Qiutian, and then floated away.

In Zhou Xianru's heart, Mi Fang was just a gentleman who only knew how to bully others, and he didn't take him too seriously. In Mi Fang's heart, Wang Shouren is tantamount to a flood beast, an old stubborn who dares to scold the emperor on the Jinluan Palace.

There is no shortage of gentlemen in Wuling City, but every time he sees Wang Shouren, he is holding his head and running around, and the old man will never beat people, but his words that hide needles in the cotton can make every gentleman feel like a mourner.

This Mi Fang usually bullies men and women in Nanchu, but with the presence of the British king, he has not been able to get him the punishment he deserves every time. Today, Wang Shouren came forward and taught him a little lesson, but it is still unknown whether he can remember it for a long time.

Zhou Xianru sat down and scolded, he said that what he looked down on the most was this kind of soft bones who only knew how to rely on his father. Wu Qiutian was not in the mood to listen to his nagging at this time, but set his eyes on the place where the woman in purple left, although Yiren was no longer there, but the appearance of a person who looked exactly the same would inevitably make him uneasy.

Seeing that there was something wrong with his expression, Zhou Xianru kindly asked, "Big brother, what's wrong with you?"

Wu Qiutian muttered to himself: "Ling'er!"