sword from heaven

Chapter 29
"What are you looking at, Miss Mei, if you don't drink this cup, our friendship will be broken!"

"What friendship do we have!" Mei Rui said angrily.

He felt in his heart that Song Yunge was not good enough for his little sister, so he never wanted Song Yunge to have any friendship with Mei Ying.

"Your words are too hurtful!" Song Yunge laughed.

Mei Rui said: "Song Yunge, are you pretending to be drunk or are you really drunk?!"

"Of course I'm really drunk!" Song Yunge said.

His eyes regained clarity, he looked at Mei Rui with a smile, then at Lu Zheng, and said with a smile, "Look at me singing a good show for you!"

"This..." Mei Rui was stunned.

Lu Zheng said: "What a good show?"

"Drunk and beat Meng Xuanyuan!" Song Yunge said with a smile: "You have the right to think that I am really drunk!"

He immediately shouted: "Where is Miss Xian'er?"

The sound was like a bell, which made the room buzz, and the wine glasses and plates on the table danced.

The sound insulation of these rooms is very good, but his shout is filled with the vitality of a master from beyond the sky, and it cannot be blocked by a wall.

Meng Xuanyuan heard it all at once.

"What a boy!" Meng Xuanyuan immediately recognized his voice, and sneered, "This is a drunken madness!"

He could understand Song Yunge's aggrievedness, which was also the source of his pleasure.

Losing face in front of a stunning beauty like Hu Xian'er, one would indeed go mad with depression, using wine to fuel the fire, naturally one would get drunk very soon, the wine is strong and cowardly, and now the courage comes up.

The three young men said with a smile: "He is really courageous enough. This is provoking you."

"Hey, he has the heart but not the guts, so he can only call Miss Xian'er." Meng Xuanyuan became more and more proud.

It is the happiest thing to see other people suffering and helpless. He can experience a sense of superiority and accomplishment that dominates others and is superior to others.

"Meng Xuanyuan!" Song Yunge hissed suddenly: "What are you, you pretend to be crazy and foolish all day long, and you don't do anything about human affairs!"

Meng Xuanyuan's smile froze.

The expressions of the three youths also changed slightly.

Hu Xian'er's bright eyes lit up, and the corners of her mouth turned up slightly.

"Meng Xuanyuan, what kind of shit are you? Your aptitude is mediocre. If it weren't for good luck and meritorious deeds, how could you become a sword master?"

Meng Xuanyuan's face suddenly darkened.

He was also a weakling in Ziji Island back then, but his luck suddenly improved after he was assigned to Xuanwuwei.

In a Tianmei invasion, Liushi Xuanwuwei fought hard against a Tianmei master, both of them were injured, and both jade and stone were destroyed.

In the end, he was the only one who survived, monopolized the great merit, and then entered the Perishing God Mountain to improve his aptitude and step into the sword master.

In fact, this matter has always been controversial. Some people doubted him, thinking that the Liushi Xuanwu Guards should not have been wiped out at that time, and I am afraid that he did something wrong.

But there is no evidence to support this statement, and it is considered to be jealous of his monopoly.

This has always been his taboo and cannot be mentioned.

Seeing this, his three subordinates shook their heads secretly, this Song Yunge really wanted to die!
"Boss, I'll take care of him!" A burly young man stood up abruptly.

Meng Xuanyuan waved his hands, grinning with a gloomy face, "I want to correct his problem of being immoral after drinking!"

"What the hell, how can you kill a chicken with a sledgehammer, let me check his bottom first!" The burly young man laughed.

This is an excellent opportunity to curry favour, how can you miss it.

If he didn't do it, even if the boss didn't blame him, he would inevitably settle the score afterwards: "I want to do it myself, what do you want you subordinates to do?!"

"Bang!" There was a muffled sound from the opposite side, followed by Song Yunge's yell: "Meng Xuanyuan, you are such a coward, you can't resist cursing in front of your ears, admiration! Hahahaha!"

Song Yunge laughed out loud like a thunderbolt.

"This kid wants to die, I'll go meet him!" Seeing that Meng Xuanyuan's face was turning black, the burly young man rushed out like a whirlwind.

"Bang!" A muffled sound shook the walls.

Then Song Yunge laughed loudly: "Such a little Xiami is still embarrassing, Meng Xuanyuan, you are really...hahahaha..."

Song Yunge's laughter was insane, Meng Xuanyuan's forehead twitched, two blue veins were like earthworms trying to break through the skin of his temples.

Song Yunge's laughter was arrogant, Meng Xuanyuan's liver trembled with anger, but he didn't lose his composure, and he took care of Zheng Xi with one move. This Song Yunge is a little troublesome, so look down on him!

He waved his hand: "Xiao Zhao, go and call everyone over!"

"Yes, very long!" Another thin young man turned around and left.

The three of them are the peak sword masters, so they sat together, and the remaining seven were also in Zuixianlou, but they made up another table, on the lower floor.

"It's so long, I'll go and have a look!" The last handsome young man stood up slowly, and said with a smile, "I really underestimated this guy."

"Forget it, let's go together." Meng Xuanyuan waved his hands with a dark face, turned his head and forced a smile at Hu Xian'er: "Let Miss Xian'er see the joke."

Hu Xian'er shook her head lightly: "This Mr. Song is indeed too bold, this is the Zuixian Tower."

"He's drunk now, not to mention the Zuixian Tower, or the Military Lord's Mansion, he's not afraid." Meng Xuanyuan sneered: "We have to wake him up!"

He got up like a giant bear, walked out of the house lightly and vigorously, kicked open the door of Song Yunge's room, and saw Song Yunge sitting in the middle with a big horse golden knife.

Song Yunge was carrying the wine jar and pouring down the wine, when he heard the movement, he turned his head and looked over, the wine spilled into his collar, and the aroma was overflowing.

Lu Zheng, who was sitting on the left, grinned, feeling extremely regretful, it was a sin to waste such fine wine.

Mei Rui's eyes were piercing, staring at Meng Xuanyuan excitedly.

Meng Xuanyuan looked at his subordinate who was sitting slumped like mud at the base of the wall, and said with a sneer, "Good boy, you have some skills!"

Song Yunge put down the wine jar with a "bang", making Lu Zheng grin again, for fear of ruining the good wine.

"Meng Xuanyuan, what are you, a person who rose up by crooked ways!" Song Yunge pointed at him, his eyes were like lightning, and said coldly: "At the beginning, all things died, and you were the only one left, so you can sleep peacefully , wouldn’t six of your colleagues turn into ghosts and claim your life?!”

"Bastard!" Meng Xuanyuan yelled, and couldn't hold it any longer, the long knife at his waist turned into a bolt of purple lightning, and a small knife twirled between his eyebrows, rushing to the center of Song Yunge's eyebrows like lightning.

"Ridiculous!" Song Yunge smiled disdainfully, and the long sword at his waist jumped out of the scabbard and landed in his hand, and he picked it lightly.

"Ding..." The purple lightning-like long knife swung forward, and with a swipe of the sword light, Meng Xuanyuan fell back in embarrassment.

"Bang!" The wine jar flew up and hit his chest.

"Bang!" Meng Xuanyuan bumped into the wall and slowly slid down, his face full of astonishment and disbelief.

The wine jar flew back to Song Yun's singer again, he laughed out loud, raised his head and drank again.

The sword and the altar cooperated smoothly, seamlessly, as if they defeated Meng Xuanyuan very casually.

But it contains extremely powerful eyesight and prediction, and extremely rich experience in fighting, which is the culmination of Zhou Jiuyou and Li Qingchi's martial arts wisdom.

Putting down the wine jar, Song Yunge laughed loudly: "Meng Xuanyuan, you are so vulnerable, but you are always bluffing!"

Hu Xian'er's bright eyes flickered, thoughtful.

The same is the sword master realm, but there is such a big difference. This Song Yunge is more powerful than imagined, no wonder he escaped under the hands of the master!

The other young man gritted his teeth and was in a dilemma. Should he rush forward at this time or wait?
To rush forward is to bring shame on oneself.

He gritted his teeth and wanted to rush forward, even if he wanted to humiliate himself, he would humiliate himself, he couldn't just watch and be hated by Meng Xuanyuan afterwards.

Mei Rui got up "Teng" and came to Meng Xuanyuan, "snap" the white jade folding fan, shook it lightly, and looked down at him: "Feng Shui turns, Meng Shichang, when you are showing off your might in front of us, Have you ever imagined what it looks like now?"

Meng Xuanyuan's whole body was limp and unable to exert strength, as if his bones had been pulled out, but when he saw Mei Rui coming to humiliate him, he was furious, his strength seemed to come back all of a sudden, and he wanted to stand up abruptly.

"Bang!" Mei Rui kicked him in the chest.

Meng Xuanyuan slammed his back against the wall again and slid down slowly, with blood gushing from the corner of his mouth.

Mei Rui didn't hold back any energy in this kick, and vented all her aggrieved and anger.

Fortunately, Meng Xuanyuan was the master, with a strong body, only slightly injured.

Song Yunge took a sip of wine with a smile, looked at Hu Xian'er in a drunken state, and said with a smile: "Miss Xian'er, I'm sorry!"

Hu Xian'er pursed her lips and smiled coquettishly: "Young Master Song, this is Zuixianlou, so you can't mess around."

"That's right, it's the Zuixian Tower." Song Yunge nodded hurriedly, and patted his forehead: "Look at me, I forgot where this is."

"Stop!" Footsteps sounded.

In an instant, eight sword masters rushed over, all of them with unkind faces, staring at Mei Rui, causing Mei Rui to freeze.

(End of this chapter)