It was just a hundred steps, but it was extremely difficult.

Xie Junhe took a closer look at the shadows, and as Chu Tao said before, there were countless people whispering to each other, and their ill-intentioned eyes were all over the street. Although he doesn't have as good hearing as Chu Tao, he is not deaf either. Many piercing words are like swords. It is nothing more than that Chu Tao is young and romantic, he lost his hands for a fox spirit, he has no strength to resist Beacon Ridge, and he trampled on the reputation of the Feather Sword Sect in vain, so that he can't even keep his family background, and now the old business of the dart game has to be robbed of business.

With the ability to swallow his anger, Xie Junhe admitted that he had cultivated too little.

When he stepped into the Ning Xiang Pavilion with a green face, it was already the time to hold the lamp.

Xie Junhe still walked straight to his special seat, and Chu Tao sat opposite him. Smiling, swaying and flickering, Yan Hong gently served a cup of tea and a pot of wine: "Two, now you are a rare guest!"

Who knew that Chu Tao waved his hand and said: "No, today, go to three jars of wine and take two sea bowls." ”

Yan Hong's beautiful eyes flashed in surprise: "Isn't there a happy event for the head of Chu?"

Jun He sneered and said: "Don't drink it, don't be reckless! When the time comes, you will be so drunk that I will carry you back, and those crazy people on the street should say that Chu Tao is so bad that he can't even drink wine!"

Chu Tao said in a low voice, and said with a cold smile: "Ruffian, do you really think I can't drink you? "Solve the white fry, a fierce look that wants to fight with someone.

Xie Junhe got up to leave: "That's strong wine, your injury can't be drunk at all, just say it if you don't want to die!"

"Long-winded!" Chu Tao said, "I've known you for many years, and I haven't had a drink with you." When I was a friend, I sat down and drank today's wine. Otherwise, dismantle the gang. ”

Sparks are splashing, and Yan Hong is really worried that these two guys can fight.

Xie Junhe wanted to beat him up, but he knew that Chu Tao was serious today.

Once this guy is serious, he is stubborn that water can't be poured into the knife and can't be pierced.

He instructed the stunned Yan Hong: "As he said, serve the wine, find someone to go to the medical hall five streets away, and call Senior Liu here." ”

"Xie Jun and you are determined to raise the bar with me, right?" Chu Tao sneered, "You don't have to go, Senior Liu is catching up with old friends in Zhuyuan today, and he will come back tomorrow morning." ”

The electric quarrel came to an abrupt end. Without backup, Yanhong and Junhe are helpless.

The wine arrives, the elixir is put into the bowl, and the aroma is overflowing.

The piercing light in Chu Tao's eyes suddenly drooped low.

"Don't you remember the prohibition you made?" Xie Junhe sighed, "Your broken rules didn't make me squat in the firewood room!"

"I remember! I know better than anyone why alcohol is forbidden. "Raise the bowl and drink it all. Yuyan then turned pale.

"You know better that when you get drunk, you can't get rid of your worries. How did you persuade me back then, so that I wouldn't forget?"

"Of course. I don't care about doing this stupid thing the most. "Fill the bowl with sake, and drink it again. Hate and snort.

"The Chu Tao I know won't be spineless because of this little thing!" Xie Junhe only felt that he was about to be burned to ashes by the fire in his heart.

"Do you think Chu Tao will be depressed?" Chu Tao squinted his eyes and smiled as sharp as a sword. Immediately, there was not a drop left in the third bowl of wine.

"Then what are you doing here?" Xie Junhe's wine bowl lay motionless on the table.