Cynical Master of the City

Chapter 764 A bowl of pouring "There is no comparison. The ice energy of our sect is always changing, while the dragon flame of the Zuolongmen bursts out amazing energy instantly, but it doesn't last long, just like smoke and dust. Destined to slowly scatter away." Sikong Dong said that his martial art was awesome, which is really thick-skinned.

"Of course, if Mr. Feng joins the Bingque Sect and directly learns the mental methods of this sect, he will be able to understand the meaning of the old man better." Sikong Dong smiled, showing two big teeth, which made Li Miao feel that the old man Guy, it's really shameless.

"Hehe, of course, it's just that the Bingquemen can agree to my request. If you can, you don't need to say more, I am now a member of the Bingquemen." Li Miao cleverly answered Sikong Dong's question. discourse.

"Young Master Feng, you are embarrassing this old man. I am afraid that the deputy head of Sikong Ning will not be able to decide on such a big matter." Sikong Ning showed a bitter look.

"This old guy can't make the decision. Is there anyone in your Bingque Sect who can make up his mind?" Li Miao felt that this was unbelievable. Even the boss can't play. Do you have any permanent council?

"Although the deputy head of Sikong Ning can handle most of the affairs of the Bingquemen, such important matters still need to be decided by the head of Sikong Chiyou." Sikong Dong said slowly, as if to mention He is extremely proud of their head.

"What the hell? Sikong Chiyou, is that a human?" Li Miao also suddenly felt that this name was a bit painful.

"Presumptuous, Sikong Chiyou is the true god of our sect, if you dare to slander him, I will kill you right now!!" Sikong Dong suddenly became agitated, which shocked Li Miao. Or is it a hidden figure?

"Um, Manager Sikong, calm down, I just said it casually, don't get excited." Li Miao really felt that if Sikong Dong was impatient, he might really be able to kill himself.

"If there is a next time, don't blame the old man for not reminding you, and solve it on the spot. To tell you the truth, if you said this sentence at the Bingque Gate, I am afraid that you will be decapitated by now." Sikong Dong's anger still It didn't go away, it seemed that the Sikong Chiyou he was talking about was indeed an extraordinary character.

"Don't worry, Manager Sikong, I'll pay attention." Li Miao's heart was slightly troubled. This old man, just like the ancients, was stubborn.

"Hmph." Sikong Dong glanced at Li Miao, but most of his anger had subsided.

"By the way, Sikong is in charge. I don't know if Sikong Chiyou will agree to this matter?" Li Miao asked tentatively.

"The head of Sikong Chiyou has been isolated from the world all year round, and has been looking for an opportunity to surpass the god rank. He is basically indifferent to the affairs of the sect, and will only show up unless it is a vital event. After repeated discussions, it will be decided whether to report to the head of Sikong Chiyou." Sikong Dong didn't want to tell Li Miao about these things, but if he didn't treat him honestly, I'm afraid it would be a deadline of the year to subdue him. If he really subdued, These are all things known to women and children in the Bingquemen, and there are no secrets.

Li Miao was frightened by this sentence. The super god level seems to have only been mentioned by the ancestor Sheng Fa. In his impression, it seems that the third level of the holy spirit is his ultimate goal. The super god level is something he has never thought about. Yes, it seems that in the entire cultivation world, only Patriarch Shengfa has reached the super god level, and everyone else has stagnated, just like the third level of the holy spirit is a bottleneck, it is so insurmountable.

"Haha, what Manager Sikong probably means is that the request I made is basically hopeless, right?" Li Miao suddenly felt that Sikong Dong was quite capable of fooling people, and that he was playing around like a rascal.

It's like asking others to pay back the money. Others answered very simply, pay back, but there is no money.

"It's not hopeless, it just takes time to discuss, so Mr. Feng can join our Bingquemen first, and then slowly make a decision in the future. What does Mr. Feng think?" Sikong Dong's expression was serious, but Li Miao could feel it. Out of his heart, he must be laughing profusely!

This is not just a tactic to delay the attack, but also a despicable trick to fool people!

"That's not okay, I'm a man of principle. If I don't keep my word, it will be too late for me to repent. The raw rice is already cooked, and I can still get rid of Ice sparrow." The door? Manager Sikong, if it were you, would you agree?" Li Miao resorted to the trick of heart-to-heart again, and asked Sikong Dong to switch roles. I believe this old guy has to be entangled again and has nothing to say.

"This." Sikong Dong really hurts, because he also knows that this plan to attack the Zuolongmen is basically nonsense and completely impossible to realize.

"Come, come, come, Manager Sikong, my son-in-law, hurry up to the big dining table, lunch is ready, let's serve!" Just as he was speaking, Feng Yulin rushed in excitedly, holding two jars in his hand old wine.

The wine jar was covered with a red-headed cloth, and a circle of hemp rope was tightly wrapped around the mouth of the jar. There was also a bright red note on the jar, with three black words written in capital letters on it: Pour in a bowl.

"Hey, father-in-law, where did you get the two jars of wine?" Li Miao became interested when he saw this kind of packaged wine. He remembered that the last time he drank this kind of packaged wine was from Bingquemen Woolen cloth.

"Dong Dong." Feng Yulin put two jars of wine on the big dining table, and walked over with a smile on his face.

"My son-in-law doesn't know, these are two jars of high-quality wine that I have treasured for many years. Even when I married you, Xiao Yu, I was not willing to take them out, haha." Feng Yulin laughed, and his acting skills were indeed good.

"Haha, father-in-law, you are so picky. My son-in-law will blame you." Li Miao followed suit, and Feng Yulin sang the double reed. On the one hand, this can also reflect the lofty status of Sikong Dong. Look My daughter is reluctant to drink even when she is married, so when you come, she will take the initiative to open it for you to drink.

"Haha, this "One Bowl" is the wine that I have buried under the cellar of Helingmen for nearly 20 years, just like its name, drink a bowl, no matter who you are, I guarantee you will fall down." Feng Yulin also said Laughed out loud.

"Is it really so magical?" Sikong Dong asked disdainfully, as a third-level cultivator of the Holy Spirit, let alone drinking alcohol, even drinking arsenic would directly make him immune.

"If Manager Sikong drinks, he probably won't be drunk after drinking a jar." Feng Yulin hurriedly flattered him, fearing that Sikong Dong would show his face again.

"That's about the same. As practitioners, we have a very good ability to resist these foreign objects, so these things are all for ordinary people." Sikong Dong was a little contemptuous. He said, as if he had full confidence in his drinking capacity.