Reborn Killer Supreme

Chapter 757 The Last Banquet
The wooden door was slowly pushed open, and Shangguan Xiaoyao and others poured into the third-floor accord of Shanhaiju, which they hadn't entered for a long time.

At this time, the four walls of the Accord have been demolished, leaving only a few thick pillars supporting the roof and beams above the head.

Just as Shangguan Xiaoyao was about to stretch his feet to enter, he was caught by Feng Bamian who was chasing up from behind. He waved his sleeve robe again, and Shangguan Xiaoyao saw that the table, which was not too big at first, expanded to the size of a table amidst a burst of creaking. It is enough for a dozen people to sit around, and the strange thing is that the originally small third floor of Shanhaiju still looks spacious.

"Senior Feng, what a trick!" Emperor Yu also leaned closer, just in time to see the scene where the wooden table was gradually expanding, and praised in amazement.

Just before Emperor Yu praised him, a gust of wind blew from behind, and everyone's eyes closed unconsciously.

When it opened again, the table was already full of food, and the red suckling pig and golden roast chicken were placed in the center, inviting everyone.

Everyone sat down one after another, but when Shangguan Xiaoyao and Yin Zhiyao were about to sit down, they found that only the principal and deputy seats facing the door were left empty.

"It seems that you are determined to pour me wine." He sat down with a smile on his face, the chair automatically approached the table, and Shangguan Xiaoyao picked up the jade cup filled with spirits. "Then respect is worse than obedience, everyone! Raise your glass to us!"

Accompanied by the sound of gurgling, Shangguan Xiaoyao poured a whole cup of immortal wine of unknown degree into his stomach.

"Strange, why is this wine so strong?" Shangguan Xiaoyao's brows were already flushed red after drinking a glass of wine. "Feng Bamian! What the hell did you do to me with this wine? Do you think you want to trick me!?"

Shangguan Xiaoyao, whose eyes were already blurred, couldn't see Feng Bamian's expression clearly, but felt that his eyes seemed to be looking at him with a smile: "You really are cheating on me, shopkeeper Feng, do you have any objections to me?!"

"It's nothing, Mr. Xiaoyao, don't hold grudges. I, old Feng, never do anything to deceive people. Businessmen are the most trustworthy!" Feng Bamian still kept smiling, and waved his hands again and again to explain to Shangguan Xiaoyao .

At this time, everyone saw that Shangguan Xiaoyao, who was a god, was so drunk, they swallowed their saliva and looked at the wine glasses in their hands, as if there were glasses of poison in them.

"Everyone don't have to worry, what Shangguan Xiaoyao is holding is the real fairy wine I brought from the God Realm, and what you are holding is the normal spirits I brewed on the mainland!" Feng Bamian whispered to everyone He explained that he also had a booze.

Feng Bamian's leadership played a certain role, everyone picked up their wine glasses one after another, and followed Feng Bamian to raise their necks and drink happily.

"I don't know why I feel a little bit disappointed, I also want to taste what it's like to taste the fairy wine from the God Realm." Yu Jiujie said with a slight regret on his face.

Emperor Yu beside him slowly put down his wine glass, and nodded in deep agreement with his minister's statement.

"What do you care about him, quickly taste the food I specially prepared. Many of these things are from the fairy world. If we are not about to return to it, how could I easily share it with you?!" Feng Bamian met this group of people After drinking, he was indifferent to the delicacies on the table, and felt a little annoyed unconsciously.

At this moment, Shangguan Xiaoyao couldn't hold back any longer, he rushed towards the empty railing with three steps at a time, opened his mouth and vomited wildly downwards.

"My Cao! Who drank so much? If I slow down again, I will be poured over my head!" Unexpectedly, there was a complaint from the long street downstairs, and the voice was still heard by everyone. Somewhat familiar. "I'd like to see which lawless villain dares to break ground on the top of Venerable Zijin... Shangguan Xiaoyao?!"

The source of that voice was Xia Xuanming, whom he hadn't seen for a long time. He happened to enter the very familiar Shanhaiju to find out, but was almost spit on by the drunk Shangguan Xiaoyao.

"Hey, I forgot about Xia Xuanming!" Wei Shuangjue clapped his hands, got up eagerly and walked to the fence, leaned out to look at Xia Xuanming who was looking up on the long street. "Xia Xuanming, come quickly, we are all here, just waiting for you!"

Seeing this, Xia Xuanming looked at Xia Chonglou who was walking in front and looking back.

"Forget it, the old man won't join in the fun, you can go and say something to Xiaoyao for me." Xia Chonglou smiled casually, and he, who had recovered to his middle-aged appearance, turned around and hummed a little song to himself Walk forward, unwilling to participate in the gathering of the younger generation.

Xia Xuanming climbed up to the third floor, and saw Shangguan Xiaoyao, who was still drunk and hazy, and a group of acquaintances and strangers sitting around the table.

"Brother Xuanming, come sit here." Sitting with Yu Jiujie, Wei Shuangjue invited Xia Xuanming. "Come here, you just escaped a cup."

While sitting down, Xia Xuanming looked at Shangguan Xiaoyao, who was smelling of alcohol leaning on Yin Zhiyao's shoulder, couldn't help feeling a little thankful for his late arrival, and gloated over Shangguan Xiaoyao's misfortune.

"Since Xuanming is here, I'll let Fei Mu join in the fun." Nine Sun Emperor said, and was about to reach out and take out the teleportation scroll.

Seeing this, Feng Bamian hurriedly stepped forward to stop the unactivated scroll, snapped his fingers out of thin air in the emperor's puzzled eyes, and a teleportation circle floated up where no one was around: "Xia Feimu, I am the shopkeeper Feng of Shanhaiju. , Emperor Jiuyang and Young Master Xiaoyao are gathering here, if there is nothing wrong, can His Royal Highness come?"

The prince at the other end of the teleportation array made a sound of clacking his robes, and then he appeared in front of everyone: "Junior Xia Feimu pays respects to Father, respects, and Emperor Yu Qingmu."

When Xia Feimu appeared in a hurry, he was taken aback by Shangguan Xiaoyao's table. Almost all the powerful people and peerless geniuses in the mainland were here, and they were all sitting at this ordinary-looking round table, chatting and laughing happily, and they had completely disappeared. The arrogance of the ruler.

After the cautious Xia Feimu said hello one by one, he saw that Shangguan Xiaoyao, who was already a god, had opened a huge distance from him and was sitting on the chief seat, reeking of alcohol, leaning on the goddess Yin Zhiyao.

"Release the bar." Feng Bamian snapped his fingers, and Shangguan Xiaoyao, who was still in a daze, woke up on the spot. Realizing that he had lost his composure, he wiped his saliva, and his eyes were still dimly looking at the people sitting around. a crowd.

"I'm really sorry, everyone. I was too careless just now! I hope you will take care of me." Teng stood up, and Shangguan Xiaoyao said apologetically to the crowd.

A group of saints sitting together looked at Shangguan Xiaoyao's performance with a smile on their faces, and joked: "It seems Xiaoyao is not sober yet, look around these people, do Xiaoyao recognize them?"

"Huh?" Shangguan Xiaoyao gradually recovered from his ignorance, and after scanning his surroundings, he realized where he was, and the laws of heaven and earth filled his body.

Satisfaction and the vicissitudes of the world flashed in those eyes, and he sat back on the table: "Ha, when I get drunk, I think of the past days. At that time, I must not have thought that I would reach such a state now."

Shangguan Xiaoyao patted Feng Bamian on the left, and shook Yin Zhiyao's hand on the right.

"Xiaoyao, there are two more people at this table, you are not allowed to toast again?" Wei Shuangjue, who was standing next to him, shouted loudly, raised his cup in his hand and booed again.

Only then did Xia Xuanming and Xia Feimu's Shangguan Xiaoyao raise the cups in his hands again, and he asked Feng Bamian hesitantly: "Master Feng, there are no spirits from the God Realm this time, right?" ?”

Feng Bamian waved his hand and said: "No more, Xiaoyao just drink it, there will definitely be no more strong alcohol this time."

Only then did Shangguan Xiaoyao pick up the cup again, raised it high and shouted to the sky: "This time, we pay tribute to ourselves! Toast to freedom!"

"cheers!"

"cheers!"

After a while of exchanging cups and cups, Shangguan Xiaoyao sat back on the chair, chatting with Feng Bamian and Yin Zhiyao while eating the dishes.

The four sages, the emperors, and the geniuses of the younger generation also gathered around and talked with each other, and the atmosphere reached its peak for a while.

"Before I knew it, so many people had died for us..."

I don't know who said these words, the originally lively banquet cooled down in an instant, and a desolate atmosphere enveloped the table and cups.

"Haha, the combined age of all of us may be the same as the age of this continent." Sigong Ying took a sip of strong wine and joked in a seemingly free and easy manner.

Yu Jiujie got up and walked to Shangguan Xiaoyao, and patted him on the shoulder: "Especially you, Xiaoyao, I didn't expect that you are also a guy who counts thousands of years. At first, we thought you were descended from the sky. The gods who came down are reincarnated."

"Haha, who said otherwise, the youngest among us is actually the oldest." Wei Shuangjue also stood next to Shangguan Xiaoyao holding a wine glass. "Why is it that a dead emperor, a reincarnation that no one can rely on, a killer played by his cousin and fate, leads a small country; a god who has grown from no one to the world's best, and has taken the last place?" The favor of the Goddess?"

Shangguan Xiaoyao looked back at Wei Shuangjue and Yu Jiujie behind him, stretched out his hand to grab Yin Zhiyao's hand, and stood up himself.

"Respect to Shangguan Xiaoyao." Xia Xuanming got up first, and poured the wine glass to Shangguan Xiaoyao.

Then there was the sound of chairs being dragged to the floor, everyone raised their cups, raised their cups to Shangguan Xiaoyao silently, and then drank with their heads up.

"You...haha." Shangguan Xiaoyao smiled silently, raised his glass and took a sip of wine.

When everyone sat down to talk again, Shangguan Xiaoyao had already seen the white moonlight shining on everyone's faces through the eaves.

After going through a lot, everyone has lost something and gained something, but those scars have been branded in their hearts, and no matter how violent the wine in the glass is, they can't cover them up.

(End of this chapter)