martial arts mythology system

Chapter 185 The end of the war between good and evil, and a certain drunk Bai Zhijian

The ethereal Skyfire Yuanzhu drew an arc, and threw it from Chu Qingni's hand into the Tangshan Underground Palace.

Then came the earth shaking.

The entrance to the entire underground palace collapsed completely, and it was no longer possible to enter.

Worshiping cults makes it difficult to show up in the rivers and lakes.

The nearby ground shook, and the trees fell down. Many warriors felt as if they were stepping on cotton, and they couldn't stand still.

It's just that everyone's mood is still very good, after all, those present are all participants in a battle that can be engraved in the annals of history.

In November of the seventh year of Liguo Yuanqing, Chongxie Sect was destroyed.

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Then the Zhengdao army returned to Yizijianmen's garrison and had a drink.

Han Feng chatted about various useful and useless topics with the martial arts people from various sects, toasted and drank together, and got drunk together until the sky was full of stars.

Master Fang Hou of the Sacred Heart Gate is a well-rounded person who greets all schools.

The four statues of the Sacred Heart Gate, as extremely powerful people in the martial arts world, did not participate in this obviously not high-end gathering, and did not show up.

Chu Qingni did not appear here either. The so-called plan for the destruction of the cult, this girl is now famous for her clever tricks.

Of course, Nangong Sword Master, who was at the same level as the four gods, was obviously not as cold and cold as the four gods, who mixed in with the crowd and chatted with others.

The martial arts people were also happy to have a drink with the well-known [Suppressing Demon Sword Lord], and the scene was very lively.

Senior Zhong Yuanding of the Zhong Ling Sect looked like a rough and brave man. Han Feng thought he was good at drinking, but he fell to the ground after drinking two glasses...

Looking at Zhong Yuanding snoring on the table, Han Feng felt a little bored...

The expected shocking battle did not break out, and there was a sense of fantasy that there was nowhere to use power.

Looking at the hearty banquet under the lights, Han Feng couldn't help smiling, and looked towards the sky.

The stars in the sky flicker and flicker, converging into a dazzling galaxy, which is really beautiful.

"Han Zhijian, Bai Zhijian, come and perform the wine order~"

Su Ming also waited for several envoys of Xuanjian Division to gather for drinking and having fun, it was very lively.

It's just that Han Feng is a little ashamed to say that...he doesn't know how to order wine...

"No need, you can play by yourself."

"Well, I... don't need it anymore."

Bai Feihuang said the same from the side, with a bit of drunkenness in his voice.

Su Ming also didn't persuade much, and walked away obediently.

Han Feng sat on the bench and looked back at Bai Feihuang. After drinking a few cups, Bai Zhijian's cheeks were slightly flushed. Han Feng looked at her with a completely different contrast from usual:
"Feihuang, you are drunk."

Bai Feihuang, who usually looks serious, looked at Han Feng with a blushing face, and muttered in a tone:

"Drunk? I'm not drunk." The drunk Bai Feihuang was unexpectedly cute, glaring at Han Feng fiercely, with a few strands of hair tied on his forehead, "I can still drink... two more sips... ...No! I can have another two and a half sips!"

Looking at the girl's current appearance, Han Feng knew that she was already drunk, so he helped her up and prepared to help her back.

"My sister Bai, you only drank two sips in total... Could it be that your sword physique also has the effect of catalyzing alcohol?"

Although Bai Feihuang was a little drunk, fortunately he was not drunk, and walked obediently to her separate courtyard with Han Feng's support.

At this time, Bai Feihuang is not like a sword master with high martial arts skills... just an ordinary girl who is very drunk.

There are many ornamental pomegranates blooming in Yizijianmen's residence, and the warm petals are looming under the brilliant starlight.

Han Feng carried Bai Feihuang's elbow on his neck and led her on the road.

Starlight sprinkled the road.

The drunk Bai Feihuang changed his simple and capable demeanor, thinking along the way:

"Worshiping the Cult is really useless, they are all gone before we do anything..."

"The wine here is not good... Sacred Heart Gate is really stingy..."

"Han Feng, why are you ignoring me, Han Feng?"

While muttering, the cute version of Bai Zhijian wanted Han Feng to respond.

Han Feng supported Bai Feihuang, only felt that Bai Zhijian in this appearance made him cute...

He smiled awkwardly and replied:
"Oh, I was listening to what you said, so I didn't say anything."

"If you don't speak, you ignore me. Why do you ignore me?"

The drunk Bai Feihuang still had a childish temper.

Han Feng subconsciously coaxed her in a coaxing tone:

"Okay~ Don't be angry, I won't ignore you~"

Bai Xiaoer actually accepted this trick, and nodded honestly:

"That's good, you can't lie to me."

"Don't worry, I won't lie to you."

"Pull the hook!"

"Good~"

Bai Feihuang stretched out his little finger and hooked it with Han Feng.

Han Feng sent Bai Feihuang back to the room, and helped her to lie up on the bed.

The starlight outside the window sprinkles finely.

Bai Feihuang's cheeks were slightly flushed, and he opened his eyes wide to look at Han Feng who was standing beside the bed.

"Han Feng, please sing to me."

"Huh? That... I'm a little tone deaf..."

Han Feng shied away.

"I don't... you sing for me!"

The drunk Bai Feihuang really let go of his whole body and began to play tricks.

"Oh, I really can't help it, so what do you want to hear?"

Han Feng asked again, but there was no answer.

Looking down, Bai Feihuang, who was dressed in white, had already fallen asleep peacefully.

At this moment, Bai Feihuang had returned to her usual quietness and beauty.

There was a faint smile on the corner of the mouth, and the slender eyelashes cast a faint shadow under the starlight and fire outside the window.

It's so beautiful... This idea came to Han Feng's mind unconsciously.

With this in mind, Han Feng looked around at the bedside, and the more he looked at her, the more beautiful she felt.

Bai Feihuang is not the kind of beauty that is shocking at first sight, but the kind of beauty that can withstand refinement, gentle and clear, and non-aggressive.

He was clearly a heroic swordsman, yet he was so gentle and peaceful when he fell asleep.

Han Feng looked at this appearance, without saying a word, as if he could hear his own heartbeat.

This scene is so gentle... Han Feng just had this thought in his mind, and suddenly there was the sound of clothes being torn apart...

Bai Feihuang's body was silently and spontaneously rolled up with saber energy for body protection!
Unconsciously, the saber energy directly tore the corner of Han Feng's clothes...

"Huh?" Han Feng discovered the problem, "Huh!??"

Han Feng, who discovered the problem, quickly escaped from the house... If he stayed inside and his clothes were cut open by the knife, and then he was seen by others, then he really jumped into the Yellow River, and he couldn't tell.

It's a bit too much for Bai Zhijian to protect his body with saber energy spontaneously after falling asleep drunk.

Standing at the door of Bai Feihuang's room, Han Feng wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Hey, why did Han Zhijian come out of Miss Bai's room in such a hurry?"

There was a wave of ups and downs, and Chu Qingni, who was wearing a rustling red dress, walked over from the side of the road with her hands behind her back.

"Miss Chu? Why are you here?"

"Not only am I here, but I've been here since the two of you pulled the hook~"

Miss Chu's face was full of playfulness.

(End of this chapter)