Long Xuan had a characteristic when he was in Dashan Village, that is, he was not drunk with a thousand cups, so every time he drank with his brothers, he could drink a group of people by himself.

And this group of big men is not comparable to the little hooligans in the mountains, they are all former mercenaries and live on the knife, and the amount of alcohol is naturally amazing, and one by one they are not the slightest drunk with Long Xuan.

Until midnight, everyone could finally get drunk.

"Little brother, I really admire you. The earth monkey drank darkly, hugged Long Xuan and said, "A sixteen or seventeen-year-old little guy can drink so much." ”

"Yes, I like men like you, when I first came in, I thought you were the same as the little lady, polite, I didn't expect to be so bold and have an appetite for me. A big man named Xu Ting said.

"I haven't served anyone in the mountains since I was a child, and today I took it, you are all amazing, you can all drink so well!" Long Xuan also began to talk nonsense in a daze, at this time he had almost forgotten that he was a cultivator, but the carefree Liu Tao in the mountains.

Finally, everyone was lying on the table, the corners of Long Xuan's mouth were still full of smiles, and everyone else screamed.

"Weak and can't help the wind, don't learn and don't know, indulge in wine!" The bronze beauty looked at Long Xuan drunk and fell to the ground, and said disdainfully.

"Xiao Wu, little brother, this is called true temperament, how can you say that, it is rare to meet a teenager who has such an appetite for his brothers. Qin Guojun said.

"Boss, you see him like this, he has no power to restrain the chicken, a man does not have strong skills, how can he protect the people around him. What is the use of light drinking. Xiao Wu said unconvinced.

"Little Brother Long Xuan is only sixteen or seventeen years old, and he is still a child!" Qin Guojun looked at Long Xuan and said.

"Okay, Xiao Wu, carry Long Xuan to the guest room, after all, he is a child, and he can't be allowed to catch a cold. ”

"Hmph!" Xiao Wu snorted coldly, lifted Long Xuan with one hand, carried him on his shoulder, and walked towards a room.

Long Xuan was carried by Xiao Wu on his shoulders, and his face was right on Xiao Wu's chest. Long Xuan only felt that he was already on a cloud in his dream, which was very soft and a little fragrant.

It was as if his stomach was being pressed and still jolting, and as soon as Long Xuan's abdomen contracted, he vomited out.

Xiao Wu had just carried Long Xuan in the room, about to put him on the bed, when he suddenly felt a heat in his chest, looked down, and saw that Long Xuan's face was buried on his pair of twin peaks, and he was constantly squirting wine.

"The prodigal son!" Xiao Wu scolded angrily, and then threw Long Xuan to the ground and broke out the door.

Poor Long Xuan only felt that he had suddenly fallen from the soft clouds to the earth, and he was still facing the ground.

Early the next morning, Qin Guojun walked to Long Xuan's room, about to wake up Long Xuan, and suddenly saw Long Xuan lying on the ground.

"It's... This little dance. Qin Guojun hurriedly woke up Long Xuan.

This was the first time Long Xuan had slept in more than a year, and he had never rested every time he had cultivated his soul path before, but this time he woke up and found that his divine sense had increased a little.

"Rest is also a kind of cultivation. Long Xuan sighed, sometimes the strings are too tight, and it may not be a good thing.

"Little Brother Long Xuan, you slept here last night?" Qin Guojun asked.

Long Xuan found that he was sleeping on the ground, and his nose was particularly painful.

"This..."Long Xuan wondered, he only remembered that he and a group of mercenaries drank hotly, and in the end he won by a narrow margin, and then fell on the table, how is it on the ground now.

Qin Guojun looked at Long Xuan's red nose, and suddenly felt apologetic, and said, "Last night, I asked my sister to help my little brother go back to the room to rest, but I didn't expect it to be like this in the end, I'm really sorry." ”

"Sister?" Long Xuan thought for a moment, and there was only one girl on the whole boat, the woman named Xiao Wu, who ignored herself.

"It's okay, it's just that my nose is a little red!" Long Xuan replied, he was sincerely grateful to Qin Guojun. It's really not easy to meet such a warm-hearted person in a place like the Chaotic Demon Sea.

"Little brother, I drank too much last night, hurry up and have breakfast!" Qin Guojun said and walked towards the lobby with Long Xuan.

Above the lobby, there were already many people gathered together, the earth monkey was eating steamed buns, and when he saw Long Xuan coming out, he immediately beckoned: "Little brother, come here to do it, you were a hero for a while last night." ”

Long Xuan smiled, walked over, and said, "Brother Monkey, don't flatter me, I was miserable by you last night, I don't know where I was drunk, and my nose is red." ”

Xiao Wu, who was eating, heard Long Xuan's words, squinted at him, and scolded: "Ascend to the prodigal son!" and put the chopsticks on the table and walked aside.

"You messed with that little leopard?" asked the monkey, confused.

"I don't know!" Long Xuan touched his nose suspiciously.

After breakfast, a group of mercenaries began to get busy again, taking the helm and hoisting the sails, Long Xuan watched them busy on the deck, and suddenly felt a little envious, thinking that maybe after he participated in the Desolate Tower Trial, he could find a place to live in seclusion with Senior Sister Jiahui, and don't ask about the deception of the cultivation realm.

Just when Long Xuan wanted to get into trouble, Xiao Wu walked up to him and said, "Why doesn't a big man go to help, he is idle all day long." ”

"I... I won't!" Long Xuan said speechlessly.

"There is no power to tie the chicken!" Xiao Wu said disdainfully, then threw an axe to Long Xuan, and said: "Go over there to chop wood and exercise your body, what kind of man is without a strong force!"

Long Xuan took the axe, looked at Xiao Wu's distant back, and couldn't help laughing, although he knew that Xiao Wu was kind, but with this attitude, where did he provoke him?

Long Xuan walked to the corner next to him and saw a firewood, Long Xuan knew that this was specially prepared for him by Xiao Wu, he raised the knife in his hand, and a burst of sword qi slashed, and then the firewood was halved.

After completing the task, Long Xuan began to sit on the deck and watch the big men get busy, he knew that these were all retired mercenaries, from all over the world, and finally got together.

Suddenly, Long Xuan thought that these mercenaries were all second-order martial artists, and they happened to be the objects of his experimental illusions.

Of course, this won't do any harm to the mercenaries, otherwise Long Xuan wouldn't have used it on them.

Long Xuan carefully controlled his huge divine sense, his cultivation had reached the peak of the early stage of the Dan Formation, and the Divine Sense plus the cultivation of the National Road Decisive was already in the late stage of the Dan, and this group of big men would naturally not find out.

"Moon Reading!" Long Xuan suddenly controlled the huge divine consciousness and said to a big man who was carrying water.

Suddenly, Long Xuan invaded the sea of divine consciousness of this great man, and here, it contained all the memories of the great han.

Moon reading, as the name suggests, reading, forcibly reading other people's memories, and then finding out the inner demons, creating illusions through the inner demons!

Of course, this can only be used by people who are much lower than their own cultivation, so that they can read the soul at will, like the first time Long Xuan used it on Guangkun, just seeing a figure, he was almost destroyed by Zhen's divine sense.

Dahan was carrying water when he suddenly felt a wave of dizziness. He stood there in a daze.

Long Xuan closed his eyes, at this time he was in the memory of the big man, in front of him was a quiet mountain village, countless children were running around, and the names of the villages in the village were full of people, a sense of peace.

Suddenly, a second-order demonic beast came to the mountain village, for this mountain village without any martial artists, this low-level demonic beast was already a nightmare, in an instant, the entire mountain village was slaughtered, and countless village names died tragically in the mouth of the demonic beast, in the end, only a child about ten years old, because he was naughty, liked to climb trees, and finally escaped on the tree.

But he watched all the villagers being killed by the demonic beasts, and his parents died tragically in front of him, and his young heart almost collapsed. He swore that he would kill the beast and avenge his parents.

That kid was the big man who carried the water, and since then he has forgotten his name, so he remembers to slaughter the demonic beast, and then he calls himself the demon slayer.

The demon slayer wandered to a large mountain village, where the villagers made a living by hunting, and one of them was a captain, who was a first-order martial artist.

Demon Slayer began to learn martial arts with the captain, getting up at six o'clock in the morning to run, push-ups, moving stones, until the evening, every day tired almost out of strength.

Long Xuan always thought that it was difficult to become a cultivator, because of qualifications, not necessarily one out of 10,000 people could become a cultivator. And a martial artist can basically become a martial artist as long as he cultivates from a young age.

Now he has discovered that becoming a martial artist is not as simple as becoming a cultivator, not to mention physique, just relying on this exercise that is almost torturous to death, it is not something that ordinary people can bear.

Ordinary big families, since childhood, give their children a bath from medicinal wine, wash the meridians and lack of marrow, and then teach the best exercises, plus cultivation, you can become a martial artist.

And ordinary people like Demon Slayer, who have no exercises, no medicine and wine, can only become a first-order martial artist by constantly exercising themselves, constantly breaking through themselves, and constantly exercising their bodies in getting up from their strength.

It wasn't until he was fifteen years old that he slayed demons, his muscles were almost terrifying, and a warm current flowed in his meridians, and he knew that it was the martial artist's Xuan Gong.

Demon slayer also has no superior exercises, so he can only continue to exercise desperately, so that the Xuan Gong continues to grow, and the exercises are running at night, so that he is constantly running, although the effect is slow, but it is also constantly improving.

At the age of twenty-four, he became a second-order martial artist, returned to his original mountain village, and almost fought with his life, finally killing the demonic beast and avenging his parents.

He used the demon core of the second-order demonic beast to exchange for a low-level exercise, and then participated in the mercenary, constantly fighting and cultivating, but his starting point was too low, he didn't have the heavenly and earthly treasures that washed the meridians, and he didn't have high-level exercises, so he could only exercise, and finally, at the age of forty, he was still the peak of the middle of the second order.

Twenty years of fighting, he is tired of it, his hatred has gradually disappeared, he has now grown up to the age of his father, he wants to have a home, live a good life, the lack of family affection since childhood, so that he has a special desire for this family affection.

So he came to the Chaos Demon Sea, joined this dart game, although the fish and dragons are mixed here, but the money is also fast, he wants to make some money, so he starts a family, and then supports his family through the stable job of escorting the dart bureau.

"Old Tu, why are you in a daze, you don't want to do it!" the jackal couldn't help but say as he looked at the demon slayer in a daze.

Only then did the demon slayer come back to his senses, shook his head, and thought to himself how he could remember the old past today, and then continue to work.

Long Xuan retracted his consciousness and sighed, it turns out that everyone is not simple, every ordinary appearance has its own unique story, an ordinary water movers, how can he have such a difficult life process, what about others.

The only difference between myself and them is chance, otherwise, maybe I am still struggling desperately to survive in the mountains today.