Inheritance of Endless Martial Spirit

Chapter 170 Songhe Tower, three golden orchids

In Wuxi City, Songhe Tower is one of the most famous restaurants in the city, and its business is very good.

In the west seat on the second floor, a man sat alone at a table, drinking by himself.This person is very tall, in his thirties, wearing a gray old cloth robe, which is slightly tattered, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, high nose and wide mouth, a square Chinese character face, quite weathered, looking forward , extremely powerful.

What a man, the so-called face is born from the heart, just looking at this appearance, this man must be a heroic and magnificent man.

On the big man's table was a plate of cooked beef, a big bowl of soup, two big jugs of wine, and nothing else.It can be seen that even if he eats and drinks, he is very heroic and at ease.

That man was doing his own thing, and he was unrestrained and at ease, but in a short time, the pot of wine had already bottomed out.After drinking three more glasses of wine, I only heard footsteps on the stairs, and two people came up.

The two walked to the big man's table and bowed respectfully.The big man just nodded, put down the wine glass in his hand, looked at the two of them, and didn't get up to return the salute.

One of them said in a low voice: "Brother Qi, the other party has agreed to meet in the pavilion in Huishan tomorrow morning."

The big man nodded, and said, "Tomorrow morning? It's a bit rushed."

Another person said: "I told them that the appointment is scheduled for three days later. But the other party seems to know that we are short-handed, so he sneered, saying that if he dare not keep the appointment, it will be fine if he doesn't go tomorrow."

The big man said: "I know, I have escaped the ambush, you spread the word for me, everyone will gather in Huishan tonight. Let's go first, and then wait for the other party to come to the appointment."

The two bowed in agreement, turned and went downstairs.

The three spoke in a very low voice, but no one else heard the people upstairs.

The two left, the big man sighed softly, drank a large glass of wine, and sighed softly: "I heard that brother Shen Lin defeated Tubo's Great Wheel Ming King Jiumozhi recently, and became Na Yin I haven't seen the head of the Xiaoyao Sect of the world sect for nine years, that boy back then has indeed become an unrivaled hero now!"

It turned out that this man was none other than Qiao Feng, the leader of the beggar gang who met Shen Lin nine years ago in the Great Wall and taught him skills.

"It's just that, now, the masters are in charge of the sect and have many affairs, but it's not good to drink as you like, so it's really bad." Qiao Feng shook his head, mocking himself, "Qiao Feng! What are you doing? Has time become so sentimental? Brother Shen Lin can become famous, you should be happy for him! Hey, don't think about it, drink!"

"Why is it empty?" Qiao Feng poured the wine jug, and it was already empty. Qiao Feng drank the two big jugs of wine in just a short time.

"Disappointment, disappointment," Qiao Feng sighed, and wanted to get up and leave.

"Bang!" The two big altars slammed heavily on the table, making Qiao Feng stop.

Qiao Feng's eyes shifted to the incoming person, and his eyes suddenly lit up: "Brother Shen Lin!"

It was Shen Lin and Zhong Ling who came, and Zhong Ling was standing by the side, while Shen Lin was holding the wine jar: "Brother Qiao is drinking alone, it's too boring, brother, I'm going to buy you a drink, I wonder if Brother Qiao will show you face ?”

"Haha!" Qiao Feng smiled, "Since Brother Shen Lin is treating you, Qiao Feng will naturally accompany you, sit down!"

The two sat down, Qiao Feng looked at Zhong Ling, and laughed: "I didn't expect to see each other in nine years, but Brother Shen Lin has not only become the leader of a faction, he has achieved great success, and even has a wife."

"Brother Qiao was joking," Shen Lin was stunned, and then smiled, "This is my younger brother's righteous sister Zhong Ling, not my younger brother's wife."

"In that case, I'm taking the liberty of the elder brother. The elder brother punishes himself three times to make amends for the younger sister." Qiao Feng smiled slightly, slapped a wine jar away, stretched out his right hand, pointed lightly, and a stream of clear water flowed from the wine jar It flew out and poured steadily into the three cups on the table. Each cup was filled to the brim, but not a single drop was spilled.

"Brother, I borrowed flowers to offer Buddha." Qiao Feng laughed and drank three cups in a row, "I hope Miss Zhong Ling won't take offense."

Zhong Ling stuck out her tongue mischievously, and said with a smile: "Brother Qiao is out, brother Shen Lin calls you brother, and I am brother Shen Lin. In this way, two of the three most powerful young masters in the martial arts are My elder brother. It's too late for Ling'er to be happy!"

I have to say that a beautiful girl like Zhong Ling is very lovable, Qiao Feng laughed, not hiding his appreciation at all: "Looking at the internal strength of Zhong Ling's whole body, it can't be inferior to mine, why should I be humble?" , the three most powerful young masters in the martial arts world? No, it should be four now! I will also add you, my sister!"

"Okay, Big Brother Qiao, I haven't seen you for nine years." Shen Lin smiled slightly, with a competitive heart in his heart, with a hint of provocation in his brows and eyes, "What? How about we have a drink competition?"

Hearing Shen Lin's words, Qiao Feng raised his eyebrows, and then laughed heartily, "Brother Shen Lin, if you compete in martial arts, you may not be able to beat you, but if you compete in drinking capacity, you will definitely lose." Already!"

"If you don't compete, how do you know?" Shen Lin shouted, "Xiaoer, bring me ten big bowls!"

"Okay, refreshing enough!" Qiao Feng laughed, looked at the five large bowls in front of him, stretched out his palms and turned his claws, a clear dragon roar sounded, and a dragon-shaped stream of water was sucked out from the wine jar, and immediately It turned into five streams of water, followed Qiao Feng's five fingers, and flowed into the five big bowls.

Unbiased, the five large bowls were filled at the same moment without any spillage.

In the past nine years, it was obvious that Qiao Feng hadn't wasted his life, his skills became more unpredictable, and the use of the Dragon Capturing Kungfu reached an extremely proficient level.

"Brother Qiao is good at it." Shen Lin was not far behind, smiled slightly, and the ice blue light flashed in his eyes. Before he saw how he moved, five streams poured from the wine jar into the bowl like a waterfall. Next, the big bowl was also filled without spilling a drop of wine.

Qiao Feng's eyes flickered, Shen Lin's revealed hand had clearly surpassed his own in the control of internal force, after nine years of not seeing each other, the brothers Shen Lin are indeed not what they used to be.

"Come on, brother Shen Lin, I respect you!" Qiao Feng laughed heartily, picked up the big bowl steadily, drank it down in one gulp, and poured it to the bottom of the bowl, leaving no drop.

Shen Lin smiled slightly, holding up the big bowl with both hands: "Brother Qiao, Shen Lin respects you!"

After finishing speaking, Shen Lin raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.

The wine in this bowl is extremely strong sorghum wine. Most people drink it slowly from a small cup, but for Shen Lin, such quality wine does not pose any threat to him.

At the peak of the tenth level of Dragon Elephant Prajna Kungfu, Shen Lin's physical strength has reached an extremely terrifying level, and at the same time, his resistance to alcohol has also reached an extremely terrifying level.

Once the sorghum wine entered Shen Lin's body, it was instinctively decomposed by Shen Lin's body, turned into pure energy, and flowed into the body, which did not give him a sense of intoxication at all.

The two of them poured bowl after bowl, and drank dry bowl after bowl. They met opponents in chess and met good talents.

"Okay, okay!" Qiao Feng laughed loudly, "Brother Shen Lin, Qiao Feng has lived for more than [-] years. There are only dozens or hundreds of people I admire in martial arts, but Qiao Feng can make him drink more Brother Shen Lin is the only one who admires you."

"Cheerful, refreshing!" Qiao Feng laughed, "Considering this way, I'm afraid it will be difficult to tell the winner when it gets dark, even if Qiao Feng loses!"

"Hey!" Zhong Ling on the side laughed and said, "Brother Qiao is being modest. The two brothers are both first-rate heroes in the world. Since there is no winner in this wine fight, it will naturally be a tie!"

"Little sister admires it," Zhong Ling said, picking up the bowl of sorghum wine on the table, "Little sister also toasts the two brothers!"

After all, without waiting for Shen Lin to persuade, Zhong Ling drank the bowl of sorghum wine in one gulp.

"It's so spicy!" Zhong Ling was drinking alcohol for the first time, and she drank strong alcohol like sorghum wine. After drinking a bowl of wine, she immediately stuck out her tongue and gently fanned the wind with her small hands. Her small face had already turned red. Extremely cute, "Brother Shen Lin, why did you become two?"

"This girl!" Unexpectedly, after a bowl of wine, Zhong Ling was already drunk. Shen Lin helplessly helped Zhong Ling to sit down, with his right hand on Zhong Ling's back, and the energy of Yi Jin Jing was continuously input into Zhong Ling's body, driving Zhong Ling Her true energy circulated to get rid of her drunkenness.

"Brother Qiao made me laugh," Shen Lin touched Zhong Ling's little head and said with a smile.

Qiao Feng is also a man of temperament, seeing such a lovely girl as Zhong Ling, he couldn't help but feel a little pity in his heart: "Brother, what's the matter? Zhong Ling's girl is very affectionate, lively and cheerful, Qiao Feng loves it very much!"

"It's better to meet each other than to meet by chance, and it's better to be here today. Brother Qiao, you and I are married to Jinlan and brothers with different surnames. How about it?" Shen Lin slowly recovered and smiled.

"So, Qiao Feng can't wait for it!" Qiao Feng laughed heartily, "Brother is a hero in this world, and Qiao Feng is on top."

Shen Lin laughed: "Brother is being modest, it's the younger brother who has climbed high. Little Er, fetch incense for us!"

"Brothers, how can you leave Ling'er behind because of your friendship with Jinlan?" Zhong Ling's internal energy has been running for a few weeks and has almost recovered. At this time, he also leaned over like a little rabbit, and said with a smile, "Ling'er My son also wants to be sworn."

"Good girl, Qiao Feng recognizes you as my sister," Qiao Feng patted Zhong Ling's head with his big hand, and laughed, "Come on, pour some wine, and we will be sworn brothers."

"Hey! Big brother," Shen Lin stopped Qiao Feng, and untied a gourd from his waist, "How can such vulgar wine get on the table of our sworn brotherhood? Come, use my little brother's wine."

"Oh?" Qiao Feng raised his eyebrows, took the gourd from Shen Lin's hand half-believingly, and uncorked the bottle.

The strong aroma of wine emanating from the mouth of the gourd immediately made Qiao Feng's eyes brighten: "Good wine, easy to crack wine, this wine is just right for you and me! Haha, have fun, have fun!"

"This wine is called Overlord Wine. My little brother thinks that in today's world, you are the only one who can match this Overlord Wine!" The corner of Shen Lin's mouth twitched, "Come on, let's make a vow with this wine, how about it?"

"Bawang Wine? Good, good, good name," Qiao Feng exclaimed, "The wine is just like its name, and it fits Qiao's wishes, and Qiao's wishes! Brother Chen Lin, you are not loyal enough. With such good wine, why not hide it? Tuck it in."

After the incense was burned, the three of them knelt in front of the statue of Guan Erye, drank the Bawang wine, and formed a bond of friendship with Jinlan.

It is worth mentioning that Zhong Ling's capacity for alcohol is still too weak, even if she resisted with luck, she still couldn't resist the effect of the Overlord's wine, so she got drunk without hesitation, and fell directly into Shen Lin's arms.

"Brother, tonight, our beggar gang will have a fight with the masters from Xixia Yipintang. If brothers are interested, you might as well come and watch the excitement," Qiao Feng laughed, his voice full of confidence.

"Little brother must come," Shen Lin smiled slightly, helped Zhong Ling to leave.

However, there was one thing that Shen Lin didn't say, that is, what he was going to deal with was not the masters of Xixia Yipintang, but the traitors and malignant tumors of the Beggar Clan.

(End of this chapter)