My brother is obviously strong but he likes to develop

Chapter 145 It's all about coquettish operations, each showing their special abilities

After drinking one cup, I want to drink three cups!
Soon, the bewildered disciple poured the wine, and the Holy Son of the Great Wilderness then drank it all in one gulp, "Good wine, good wine, really good wine, a man should drink this wine!

Hahahaha, it turns out that my wine is garbage, my wine is garbage!
Woooo~~~Why, why do you all lie to me, to my feelings, woooo~~~"

Understood.

Son of the Great Wilderness, he... understood!

Home brewed wine is not good at all!
Not half as good.

No, to be precise, not even one tenth.

Not a single cent!
Those who said that he made good wine and bought it like crazy are all fake.

Fake, fake, all the fuck is fake.

These fellow disciples are just greedy for their bodies.

The disciple who poured the wine comforted: "Brother, I didn't lie to you, I really didn't lie to you, the wine you brew is delicious, really!
Brother, if you feel sad, come here and lean on me!
The shoulders of the younger brother will always be your warmest harbor! "

This confidant disciple had tears in his eyes.

Mr. Xuhuang said: "You lie, you all lie, you drink, you compare, feel your conscience, whose wine tastes better!"

then.

This confidant disciple tried to come out a little bit.

All in one drink.

Immediately, he widened his eyes and yelled: "I'm going, it's so spicy and refreshing; brother, don't be too sad, if you are sad, you can drink more! Come on, brother, pour you wine, don't waste it! all yours;
It's all yours! "

This disciple poured it full for Mr. Xuhuang.

It is wrong to speak out of conscience.

This disciple felt that he should not have any lies in front of his senior brother Shengzi, so it would be better for him to let his senior brother drink it in big gulps.

A drunk to relieve a thousand sorrows.

If the senior brother is drunk, I can still hug him.

take him back to the room...

Even if it was only for a while, the disciple felt that he was refreshed.

"Refill, refill, refill for me, I want to drink to my heart's content today!"

Young Master Xuhuang was crying, and drank heavily.

The disciple happily poured it cup by cup.

Unrelenting, and even a little bit of anticipation.

soon.

A gourd drunk with eight immortals was drunk by Xu Huang alone.

And he, also blushing, leaned on the chair, was drunk, and said drunkenly: "Liars, a bunch of liars, they are all liars..."

"Brother... are you drunk?"

This confidant disciple showed distressed eyes.

The hand quietly stretched out to Xuhuang's shoulder.

Hmm, no response.

The disciple smiled and said, "Senior brother, you are drunk, and the younger brother will escort you to your room, okay?"

At this moment, there is no one else in the hall.

"Senior Brother, Junior Brother will send you back to your room now, don't get too excited, Junior Brother is very weak, don't hurt Junior Brother, you are your own, your own!"

This confidant disciple couldn't bear it anymore.

He picked up the void.

……

A restaurant in Xundao City.

The guards from Motianzong and Huoyunzong have already arrived.

in the room.

"Senior brother, the girl from the Drunken Spring House was satisfied before!" the Fire Cloud Sect disciple laughed.

"Well, strong enough, professional enough!" said the Motianzong disciple.

The Fire Cloud Sect disciple said:

"There are still three days left in the battle of Wendao, why don't we go out and have fun first? Experience the life of the world, increase experience, and gain insights? My brother heard that there are many girls in Xunmeilou in Xundao City, and some of them are in the realm of Qi Refining How about casual cultivators, just go there...?"

As soon as he heard that he was a practitioner, the disciple of Motianzong stared at him and said with a smile: "Junior brother, you understand me!"

"Haha, of course, let's go, increase life experience!!"

"go!"

Then the two disciples hooked their shoulders.

Let's head towards Xunmei Tower together.

on the street.

Chen Changan walked out of the blacksmith shop.

In his hand, he held a steel plate as tall as a person.

After discussing the countermeasures with Master and Senior Brother.

He began to prepare a series of plans to smash the spiritual defense of Mr. Xuhuang.

And this steel plate is a necessity.

There is no way, although the steel plates of the two rearview mirrors I used for running have been ground to the same level as mirrors.

However, it's still a little too small.

You need to use this kind of floor-to-ceiling mirror that is one person tall, and then you will be able to illuminate your whole body when you bow to the mirror.

Exciting!

He speculated that Mr. Xuhuang must also be using this large mirror.

No way, people are beautiful!She is slim and strong, and the first thing she does when she wakes up every day is to appreciate her figure and handsome face.

Of course, he has no hobby in this area, every time he has an impulse.

will be well controlled.

After practicing the technique of hand speed, after a while, the muscles in the hands are sore, and after sweating, the mood stabilizes.

It is better to practice qigong if you are impulsive and smug.

This is the experience he summed up.

Otherwise, waking up every day to be handsome by myself, even a big heart can't bear it after many years!

Go back to the room.

With a wave of spiritual power, the vein-opening state black and yellow silk made the finger fly out, forming a circle, and polishing it back and forth on the steel plate.

He wasn't worried that this kind of dark yellow silk would be damaged.

It is enough to polish this ordinary steel plate.

It just might take a little longer.

Forget it, there are still three days left in the Wendao battle, and he is not in a hurry, there is still time.

outside world.

The Wendao battle between the Son of the Great Wilderness Sect and the Son of the Nine Suns Sect has already spread to every sect.

Time passes day by day.

Some practitioners from other sects also gradually rushed to Xundao City, looking forward to the battle between the two great talents of the Eastern Desolation.

The Holy Son of the Great Wilderness is the holy body. According to ancient records, the holy body is invincible, and it can sweep away everything if it only cultivates one realm.

Wang Changshou also made many people look forward to it. He is unparalleled in Taoism. Since his debut, he has swept all the way, and he has the posture of aspiring to be the number one holy son of the Eastern Desolation.

In particular, some sects that Wang Changshou once patronized sent people to Xundao City early.

Just wait for the two to start fighting.

Among them, the Heavenly Immortal Gate is included.

In a tea house in Xundao City.

Many practitioners drink tea and talk about Taoism here.

Among them, there is Fu Tiancheng, the newest saint son of Tianxianmen.

At the beginning, when he lost to Wang Changshou, he also lost his most precious god-binding rope.

It was the one that Wang Changshou tied around his waist to make the waistband of his trousers. He wanted to make bowstrings for Chen Changan back then, but Chen Changan didn't think he wanted it!

At this moment, Fu Tiancheng was drinking tea, listening to the words of the practitioners around him, thinking in his heart:

"What a Wang Changshou, back then you won my god-binding rope; today, I, the holy son of the Tianxian sect, Fu Tiancheng, will sit in the manor from these ordinary monks, and earn back the losses lost in the war of asking. '

After making up his mind, he immediately said: "What do you all think, is Jiuyang Zongwang Changshou winning this battle, or Dahuangmen's Xuhuang is superior?"

　Ask for a ticket!
　　A monthly pass is recommended!

　　Investment is also OK!

　　In addition, thanks to several benefactors for their rewards, I will not list them one by one, thank you!

　　At the end of the month, I will consider opening a single chapter, thank you!
　　Make a monthly summary!

　　Let me report on my horrible results!

　　Wow, I cried~~~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)