C249 Zong zheng-hsiang-hsiang-hsiang to leave

"Hey, hey, hey, what are you trying to do?"

Seeing that Zhan Tianming looked like he was about to fight, the young man immediately pointed at Zhan Tianming and asked.

The corner of Zhan Tianming's mouth raised slightly, and his two hands clasped together in front of his chest, to the point that his knuckles cracked.

Kacha Kacha …

As for that gaze, it was fixated on the young man.

"What for?"

"What do you think?"

The young man completely saw through Zhan Tianming's intention to make a move, and hurriedly said: "Hey, you better think carefully, this is the Hundred Nights City, to beat someone up here, you will be killed."

"Humph!" The wine that I used to save you is already drunk, but you can't even help me find Long Xiaoyao or Liu Qingcheng, what do I have to be afraid of? "

Zhan Tianming continued to walk closer to the young man.

"In any case, if I don't see Long Xiaoyao today, or perhaps Liu Qingcheng, I'll let you die with me."

The young man glared at him, "Isn't it just a pot of wine? Do you have to fight with me? "

"Humph!" Zhan Tianming said with a straight face: "To you, that is just a jar of wine, but to me, that is just a life saving wine, you don't have to say it?"

The young man curled his lips, looking as if he really couldn't do anything to Zhan Tianming, and compromise: "Fine, fine, fine, fine. Isn't it to see Long Xiaoyao, can't I help you find him? At least you can think of something that would allow you to fight me to the death. "

"You can really find him?" Zhan Tianming could not help but be taken aback.

"Of course." The young man nodded.

Zhan Tianming could not help but be overjoyed.

But at this moment.

"Whiz!"

The young man suddenly flashed by, and disappeared from Zhan Tianming's sight.

"I'll go!"

Zhan Tianming glared at him.

Where was he?

"Damn it! If you have the ability, don't let me find you. Otherwise, I'll definitely fight you to the death! " Zhan Tianming could not help but shout.

In a certain space.

"Senior Xin, is there alcohol on your body?" Long Xiaoyao went closer to Xin Lei and sucked on his body, causing him to reveal a look of enjoyment, "Good wine, a three-hundred-year-old woman. Senior, where did you steal to drink such a good wine? "Tell me about it."

Xin Lei laughed out loud, "Speaking of which, are you the one taking advantage of me?"

"Hmm? It can't be? " Long Xiaoyao was startled.

"Of course." Xin Lei nodded his head, "You don't know? I just arrived at the Hundred Nights City, and was just worrying about whether there was good wine when a little kid came along with him, holding a jar of three-hundred-year-old red wine. He even called out your name, saying that he wanted to drink with you."

"And then …"

"Haha …" I couldn't hold it in any longer, so I took that jar of wine to drink. "

Long Xiaoyao glared. "Senior, then you didn't leave me any?"

"Aiyaya, the wine tastes too good, I forgot." Xin Lei slapped his head.

"Oh my god." Long Xiaoyao was speechless.

At this moment, four people walked over.

Liu Qingcheng who was dressed in a purple robe, Zongzheng Wanyou who had beautiful eyebrows, and who had a pleasant appearance was in front and behind.

The other person was the old, white-haired Luther, whose waist couldn't even stand up straight.

The four of them quickly approached.

"Senior." Liu Qingcheng and Xiang Er bowed.

"Master." Zongzheng Wanyou also bowed.

"Young Master." Luther said.

Xin Lei nodded, and indicated for them to do as they pleased. After some consideration, he had decided to accept Zongzheng Wanyou as his disciple, so he let Zongzheng Wanyou and Xiang Er know of his existence.

"Wanyou, have you thought about it?" Xin Lei asked.

Zongzheng Wanyou lightly pursed her red lips, bowed, and replied, "This disciple is willing to leave with Master."

"Yes." Xin Lei nodded.

After he took back the last jade pendant, his promise to his old friend could be considered to have been fulfilled. As for the fate of Sky Wind Country, he didn't want to bother with it anymore. After all, the mysteries of fate were sometimes not as simple as what his eyes saw it to be.

Although Xin Lei was unable to completely decipher the crux of the matter, he could vaguely sense some of it.

Five hundred years wasn't long, but it wasn't short either.

"Alright, let's go."

With that, Xin Lei walked out of the hall.

Zongzheng Wanyou, Lu Ze and Xiang Er followed him and left.

Suddenly, Xin Lei stopped in his tracks.

He turned his head to look at Liu Qingcheng and Liu Qingcheng, and said: "Qingcheng, Xiao Yao, the two of you stay here for a while longer, and then leave. The outside world is much more wonderful than you think, with your talents, one day, you two will definitely be able to enter that realm."

"Only then will you understand the existence of that level of power."

"Oh right, I sensed a trace of a very special aura from the little child who delivered the wine to me in the Hundred Nights City. He has a trace of a connection with me, you two, and Wanyou. Go and see him."

Hearing that, Zongzheng Wanyou's heart was startled.

Instantly, she thought of Zhan Tianming.

That tall and straight figure appeared in her mind, along with the words that were imprinted in her mind.

"Wanyou, you are mine, no one can snatch you away."

It was sweet, warm, and heavy.

Very quickly, Zongzheng Wanyou hid these words deep within her heart, not bothering to think any further.

All she wanted to do now was to leave this sadness.

Within the Hundred Nights City.

Zhan Tianming continued to shout.

"Long Xiaoyao, Liu Qingcheng, where exactly are you?"

"Come out!"

"Long Xiaoyao, I've brought good wine. If you don't come out now, I won't have the last jar."

Suddenly!

Zhan Tianming's voice froze, and his eyes widened.

Then, he couldn't help but feel overjoyed.

Not far in front of him, Liu Qingcheng and Long Xiaoyao were seated at a table made of eight immortals. Long Xiaoyao placed one of his feet on the bench and looked extremely relaxed as he turned to look at Zhan Tianming and smiled.

"Damn!" Why aren't you coming over when you have good wine? What are you doing? "

Zhan Tianming was so happy that he immediately rushed over.

"Long Xiaoyao, Liu Qingcheng, I love you guys to death."

Zhan Tianming immediately gave the two of them a bear hug, not caring if the two of them liked it or not.

"Hey, hey, hey! Cut the crap. Hurry up and bring out the good wine." The Liquor worm in Long Xiaoyao's stomach was already in a state of panic. When he thought about how the first jar of wine that Zhan Tianming had taken out was a three-hundred-year-old girl Red, he couldn't help but ask. However, after pushing Zhan Tianming away, he continued, "Also, I, Long Xiaoyao, love drunk beauties all my life.

"Next time, don't hug me so tightly. I feel uncomfortable all over."

Zhan Tianming did not bother to care about what Long Xiaoyao said, and smiled, then took out the last jar of good wine, and a few wine bowls.

Long Xiaoyao impatiently slapped away the seal.

He took a deep breath and the first wisp of wine fragrance immediately entered his nose, revealing an intoxicated expression.

"Good wine!" It's really good wine! "

"Unfortunately, this wine …"

"Sigh …"