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Chapter 207 Rootless: No brothers, unhappy

"That's right, come on! Drink!" Fengping smoothed his long hair back, letting all his troubles go behind his head.

"Come! Drink!" Wu Gensheng raised his glass and drank heavily, "Brother Feng, your Huode Sect's wine is better."

"Of course." Fengping wiped the wine stains from his mouth and reached out to grab a wine jar.

Holding the jar with his left hand, a blazing flame surged out from his palm and enveloped the jar.

“Wine-making is a spiritual practice for us.”

"After the selection of ingredients, there are several steps of cooking, fermentation, and distillation. What kind of grains and what kind of heat are used can make a huge difference."

The fingers of Feng Ping's left hand beat, and the flames in his palm were larger or smaller, beating with a unique rhythm.

"I'm not bragging, Huode Zong is the No. 1 wine maker. No one can compare to me except my father."

Feng Ping's face was filled with confidence, and his eyes were focused on the flames in his palms.

Wu Gensheng swallowed, he could already smell the aroma of wine floating in the wine jar.

Even someone like Zhang Huaiyi, who is not very good at drinking, was aroused.

"Hehehe, how about it? I figured out the skill of warming wine myself."

"With my own brewing skills, I can completely steam out the aroma of the grains."

Feng Ping smiled proudly, dispersed the flames in his hand, and quickly pulled out the wine cork with his left hand.

The surging fragrance blooms quickly.

Wu Gensheng and Zhang Huaiyi closed their eyes at the same time, as if they were in a harvest field, flying among various ripe grains.

"Absolutely! Brother Feng!" Wu Gensheng came back to his senses and gave a thumbs up.

"Haha, come on, let's drink it while it's hot!" Fengping lifted the wine jar with one hand and poured the clear and transparent wine into the wine bowl.

The wine jar was one meter high from the bowl on the ground, but not a drop of wine was spilled.

"Okay!" Wu Gensheng looked at the full wine bowl and cheered loudly, "Let's have another drink!"

Fengping put down the wine jar, and just as he was about to lift the wine bowl, he felt a shock in his chest.

He frowned, put down the wine bowl, and reached out to take out the divine paper in his arms.

Seeing this, Wu Gensheng and Zhang Huaiyi also put down their wine bowls.

Feng Ping frowned slightly as he looked at the content that appeared on the paper.

"Brother Feng, what's going on?" Wu Gensheng said, his eyes full of concern, "If it's not convenient to say it, forget it."

"There's nothing that can't be said." Fengping took back the paper and said with a smile, "My father asked me to take people to the Wang family. He is preparing to deal with the Tang clan."

what! ?

Wu Gensheng and Zhang Huaiyi were both stunned.

Good guy, there are really some people who are not afraid of death.

"Brother Feng, please listen to my advice." Wu Gensheng pressed Feng Ping's shoulder and said seriously: "Don't listen to your father."

"Brother Sheng, you just told me to listen to the adults and stop thinking about it." Feng Ping looked at Wu Gensheng with clear eyes and blurted out.

"Ahem." Wu Gensheng rolled his eyes at Zhang Huaiyi who was snickering, straightened his face, and said:

"This moment, that moment. Brother Feng, the Tang Sect is really not easy to mess with."

Fengping crossed his legs, held his feet with both hands, and swung them back and forth like a roly-poly, showing an interested expression.

"Brother Sheng, tell me, why can't the Tang Sect be offended?"

"I know they have done big things recently, but no matter how powerful they are, they can't compete with the Wang family, right?"

"Wang family?" Wu Gensheng showed a look of disdain, "They're just a bunch of housekeeping dogs."

"Do you think they dared to provoke Quan Xing before?"

"This..." Fengping scratched his head, "What does this have to do with Quan Xing?"

"Because Zhang Zhiwei of the Tianshi Mansion wiped out Quan Xing's sect by himself." Wu Gensheng spread his hands, as if it was not his own sect that was wiped out.

"Then the head of the Tang Sect is more powerful than Zhang Zhiwei."

"The Wang family's attempt to touch the Tang Sect is tantamount to hitting an egg against a rock."

Fengping was stunned, "Brother Sheng, why do you feel so happy that your whole nature has been wiped out?"

"Aren't you happy?"

"Hehe." Hearing Wugensheng's rhetorical question, Fengping scratched his head in embarrassment.

He still has emotional intelligence and knows how to save some face for this completely polished leader.

"I didn't expect the Tang Sect to be so powerful." Fengping took out the sacred paper on his chest, "Then I have to tell dad." "That's right." Wu Gensheng picked up the wine bowl and urged, "Let's drink while Write, otherwise the wine will go cold."

"Uh-huh."

After a while, Wang Song's face turned dark.

With a sullen face, he continued to write on the paper with his hand: Everyone from Yanwu Hall is here, please don't embarrass me.

The tone and wording are exactly the same as Fengjun.

Fengping, who was far away in Tongtian Valley, didn't notice it at all. He handed the divine painting paper to Wu Gensheng and said in distress:
"Brother Sheng, look at this, what should we do?"

"Yanwu Hall has been friends with our Huode Sect for generations, I can't let them step into the pit of fire!"

Wu Gensheng took a sip of wine, laughed, took the paper over, and said, "Isn't this a coincidence?"

"Liu Deshui, the young master of Yanwu Hall, said a few days ago that he wanted to come see me."

"I reckon he's almost there."

"At that time, we will work together to make sure you don't fall into the pit of fire."

Wugensheng began to draw on the Shentu paper with his fingers: Father, please don't worry, I will ask Yanwutang to give up sending people there immediately.

"Brother Feng, come on, let's continue-"

"Brother Sheng! Why don't you call me for such a good thing as drinking?"

Wu Gensheng stood up suddenly and said with a long smile: "Say Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here, brother Liu is here!"

Liu Deshui has a short haircut and wears glasses.He has a stocky build and strides forward like a walking pillar.

"Feng Ping, are you here?" Liu Deshui looked surprised, then expressed his bitterness, "I don't know what my father thinks."

"I have to go against the Tang Sect. Tell me, what should I do?"

"It doesn't matter, Brother Sheng has already solved it for me!" Fengping picked up the wine bowl and relaxed: "I can just drink now."

Wu Gensheng raised his chin with a proud look on his face.

Liu Deshui ran headlong into Wu Gensheng's chest, raised his head and begged: "Brother Sheng, save me!"

"It's a small problem, let's drink first!" Wu Gensheng greeted, "Other brothers will be coming soon, let's drink some to warm up first!"

In the water prison, Wang Song was so angry that his body was shaking.

"Evil sons, they are all evil sons!" He pointed at Feng Ping and Liu Yi soaking in the water and cursed: "What are you raising!?"

"You don't even listen to your own father's words. At your age, your life is really in vain!"

Liu Yi and Feng Jun were originally dull, but when they heard Wang Song's words, they suddenly came to life.

"Haha, my son is rebellious! It's good to be rebellious!" Fengjun laughed.

"My son is not bad either!" Liu Yi laughed.

Wang Song couldn't stop laughing and walked away, "You two old guys are of no use, just wait for death in there!"

He walked to the door and specifically asked: "Wang Meng, don't give them food, I want them to torture them to death!"

"Yes, master."

"Haha, old bastard, do you think we are afraid of death!?" Feng Jun and Liu Yi laughed.

Wang Song felt his ears hurt and left in a hurry.

Wang Meng waved his hands to both sides, and the guards understood and left.

He walked to the water prison, looked at Fengjun and Liu Yi who had fallen silent again, and took out two oil paper bags from his arms.

"Seniors, here are two roast chickens. I wonder if they suit your taste?"

Ok?
Feng Jun and Liu Yi frowned at the same time and asked, "Are you going to just let us smell it?"

"Wang Song and I are not from the same place, don't get me wrong." Wang Meng walked into the water and tore the chicken to them.

"The Tang Sect is a heroic sect in the flower-growing alien world, and I admire it from the bottom of my heart."

"Scoops like Wang Song will be eliminated by the Tang Sect sooner or later."

"Don't worry, you two. Once I find a substitute, I will send you out."

Feng Jun and Liu Yi were in high spirits while eating roast chicken.

Wang Song is an old thief. Those who have gained the right will get many help, but those who have lost the right will get little help.

Even your closest confidants and supervisors are against you, how can you win! ?

(End of this chapter)