Reverend Insanity

The northern ice sheet, deep underground.

In the cave hall, stone benches and stone tables form a circle, and thick vines cling to the perimeter wall, and grass grows between the stones.

Three piles of flames, burning in the hall.

It is said that this is a custom that was passed down from ancient times. If you come to a different ethnic group, you have to host a banquet and ignite three big fires.

Snowmen, stone people, Maomin and Fangyuan, many of them are gathered here.

The fire shines on everyone's face and smiles.

All kinds of melons and fruit were sold on the stone table in front of the individual. Soon, there were stone people who served a large bowl of wine for each person.

"Come here, this is the stone fish of my stone family, drink and watch!" Shi Zong greeted, stood up from the seat and picked up the wine bowl.

Shi Zong is the Taishang nationality in this group of stone people, and did not participate in the battle to destroy Fangyuan.

His whole body is full of colors, and his body is inlaid with numerous gold and silver jewels. It is very gorgeous.

This is the custom of the stone people.

The stone people are all stone, and in the long life, they will grow a variety of gold, silver, copper and iron. The stone man is proud of this beauty, the higher the stone man, the more gold, silver, copper and iron on his body will be more luxurious.

It’s not just Shi Zong, but also the other stone people who are present.

Since Shi Zong’s call, all the celestial beings responded with a lot of wine bowls.

Shi Zong and other immortals drink, the Mao people are the same, only Fang Yuan Xiaokou.

After Shi Zong finished drinking, he put the wine bowl down and there was no leftover.

Called a good voice.

The rest of the immortals also followed suit, turning the bowl down, all of them were killed, leaving no points.

The crowds laughed, and the plain atmosphere became a bit boring.

Only Fang Yuan, one person, put the wine bowl down, and the lip fish wine only drank a little.

The snowman and the stone man are all in the eye and look at it.

On the contrary, Mao Minxian, Mao Six opened the accusation of Fang Yuandao: "Elder Fang Yuan, what are you doing? Don't you know, is this behavior too rude? The owner has drunk the drinks in the bowl. As a guest, you must also have no residue at the bottom of the bowl. This is the respect for the owner. Ah, I forgot that you are a human race, not my alien race. I don’t know if this was passed down from ancient times. The customs."

Mao Liu is a traitor who is inserted into the sect of the sect, and he has to find some trouble for Fang Yuan.

Fang Yuan sneered, his eyes glanced at the week, and he said slowly: "I don't know this custom? It's just this lip fish wine, which is the saliva flowing down the underground stone fish. I don't like drinking."

"You guy..." Mao's face was gloomy, but his heart was happy. Fang Yuan’s words are tantamount to offending each other, which is exactly what he wants.

Fang Yuan went to the letter to inform the spirit, naturally did not say anything, only said about. Mao Six and others did not know that Fang Yuan and the snowman and the stone man had fought in a fierce battle. Finally, they moved out of the Taiji Upper Heavenly Eagle to make the other party compromise.

In fact, after Fang Yuan joined the sect, the scorpio had issued a task to find the alien ally who lived here.

Since Fang Yuan found them, he naturally completed this task and will surely receive the award from the school.

As a member of the shadow sect, Mao Liu does not want to see the source of the benefit, and develops. At the moment, the opening is to try to suppress the source.

"Haha, since the elders of Fangyuan don't like this wine, then change one. Come, take out the ice wolf wine that I have brewed and collect." A snowman Zhu Xian immediately smiled.

The snowman has snowy white skin, ice blue scorpion, and blue hair.

The snowman’s body is strong, revealing his upper body and a dark blue tattoo on his chest. The water blue hair is tied up, revealing a hard line and a skillful face.

This person's name, Bing Zhuo, is the double-handed singer who made Fang Yuan into a hard fight.

Soon, there will be a snowman who will bring the wine up.

This is a bowl of ice, and the wine inside is almost ice, chilling.

"To be honest, I don't really like to drink lip-salted wine, so I can taste this wine." Bing Zhuo is passionate.

Fang Yuan swept away with the remaining angles of his eyes, deliberately and gently said: "And let me take a drink first, see if I drink or drink."

"Please drink, please drink." Bingzhuo smiled.

Fang Yuan took a sip. At the beginning of the wine, the ice was cold and cold, but after entering the throat, it became very hot. The feeling of ice and fire two days, let Fang Yuan suddenly look out, blurted out and called: "good wine."

"Ha ha ha." Bing Zhuo looked up and laughed. "If it is good wine, then drink more."

When the words were finished, the group of celestials saw Fang Yuan pick up the wine bowl and sipped it up.

A group of celestial glimpses, suddenly slammed, burst into a warm scream.

Fang Yuan smashed Mao Six without a trace, and smiled in his heart.

Mao Six’s mind, he has long known.

Mao Liu will not let Fang Yuan suffer any unforeseen circumstances. After the shadow singer saves the ghost body, the next goal must be his source. Because of this, Mao Six will not harm Fangyuan’s life.

Therefore, Mao 6 is the most source of pressure, delaying his development speed. So that the shadows will be more convenient in the future.

This point has been done well before Mao Six, and the relationship between Fang Yuan and Yi School has become very cold.

However, he could not have expected that Fangyuan had a Taikoo superior Skyhawk in his hands, and he also used it to successfully smash snowmen and stone crowds.

Taikoo’s combat power is in the hands, and no one of these aliens is worthy of respect!

This is strength!

In their hearts, no matter how Mao Mao provokes and vilifies, the weight of Fang Yuan is more important than the sum of the remaining Mao Minxian.

In fact, the worship of power by alien races is generally very strong. This is one of the characteristics of the aliens that have been passed down to the ancient times since ancient times, ancient times, and ancient times.

Because no matter whether it is during the hunting period of Ru Mao and blood, or during the wars of various ethnic groups, or in the era of being killed by human races, powerful forces can bring more living space and opportunities to different people.

On the contrary, the Terran, after becoming the hegemon of the Five Domains, remained inactive, but the complexion of power worship has declined, far less than these strangers who have been lingering in the corners of the world.

Fang Yuan deliberately took it. In the eyes of these strangers, this is quite normal.

Which strong person, no temper?

If the source does not occur, they will be uneasy.

Fang Yuan knows the psychology of these strangers, and of course his intention is one more layer, that is to test the other's mind.

Now Fangyuan is basically convinced that he is safe.

"How could this be?" He looked at the eyes of the strangers who were smiling and smiling. His heart was shocked.

Next, the snowman and the stone man are almost around the source, but the rest of the Mao people are placed aside.

"Elder Fang Yuan, come, I will respect you a bowl."

"Fangyuan elders, it really is a good amount of alcohol!"

Fang Yuan did not refuse to come, drink one by one.

The Maomin sinisters looked at each other.

Mao Six’s heart wondered: “What kind of ecstasy soup did this source have for them? Is it so popular with them?”

To say that Fangyuan has become the image of Maomin, it may be in line with common sense. However, he showed his original shape, but he was a genuine and pure human being.

"Elder Fang Yuan, Xueer came to drink for you." During the dinner, a female sorrow in the snow folk, beautiful and beautiful, actually went to Fangyuan personally, took over the work of the attendant, and fell for Fangyuan. Filled with a bowl of ice wolf wine.

The rest of the Maomin singers, their eyes are rounded.

Mao Liu almost blurted out and shouted: "What kind of ghosts do you guys! Are you still a stranger in the end? This is the source of the party, but the Terran is a celestial being! The Terran! Killing you, killing and smashing the crowd!! ”

"Snow, are you the one who found out my true body?" Fang Yuan looked up and down the snowman and fairy, and asked him directly.

The snowman bowed his head and smiled shyly: "Snow is only good at some means of investigation, and you are the hero of Fangyuan."

Mao Twelve was drinking alcohol. After listening to this, he couldn’t help but spurt the wine out.

Mao Liu looked at the fire, almost pointing to the female 蛊仙雪儿 curse: "What do you mean? Hey! What are you blushing? What is the meaning of a shy head? Also secretly look at Fangyuan, you look at me this way Can't you see it? Damn! You are still not a snowman! Pay attention to your body!"

"The name of the hero, I don't dare to be." Fang Yuan haha ​​smiled and perfunctored. Even his own, his heart is a bit strange. The attitudes of these strangers seem to have turned a bit large.

At this time, Bingzhuo also came over and held a wine bowl: "If the elders of Fangyuan are not heroes, who can be called heroes?"

Xue introduced in a timely manner: "This is the big brother of Ice Zhuo. He is the first force of my family. He is always cold and arrogant. He only talks with Elder Fang Yuan, he is so enthusiastic."

Fangyuan stood up and looked at the front of the fairy, Shen Shen said: "If I guess correctly, you are the one who holds a pair of guns and fights with me for dozens of rounds?"

Ice Zhuo laughed and gave a thumbs up directly: "Fangyuan elders have a good eye!"

Fangyuan no longer talks more about gossip, and does it directly.

Ice Zhuo was overjoyed, and quickly looked up and drank the wine in the bowl.

The sound of the sound rang again, and Cher patted the palm: "This is the hero who cherishes the hero."

Mao Minxian looked at them in abundance, no one took care of them. On the other side, the celestial beings are all focused on Fang Yuan.

Mao Liu almost wants to shoot the table.

The attitude of Bingzhuo makes him even more unhappy.

He yelled in his heart: "What are you doing?! That female 蛊仙, who is called Cher, is no problem. Fang Yuan looks pretty. You are a man to make fun! Look at you, smile, can’t wait What do you want to do with Fang Yuan’s appearance, what do you want to do? Are you still fighting for the first battle, and heroes in the family? Are you so close to a human race, want to be a traitor?!"

Bingzhuo sighed: "Compared with the elders of Fangyuan, where can I count as a hero? The elders of Fangyuan have a supernatural eagle. If the elders of Fangyuan are their own, I am afraid we have been provoked by my family." The great disaster of the genocide."

"What, what? Taiji celestial eagle!" For a time, Maomin 蛊 immigrants face each other.

"Fangyuan Elder, I just didn't get it wrong? You actually have a very ancient eagle?!" Mao Liu finally couldn't help it. He stood up and took a sharp look and stared at him with sharp eyes. source.

Fang Yuan touched his nose, and some embarrassed look, said: "Not long ago, I teamed up with Chu Du, and captured the black and the sky, and made the best of the black. This is the ancient eagle. One of the harvests."

"What?!" Mao Minxian immortal suddenly exclaimed.

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Mao Six stepped back, looking at Fangyuan in an incredible way, and then looking at the rest of the fairy.

In an instant, he finally understood and fully understood why these strangers would value the source!

The ancient wild beast, eight turns of combat power! !

Plop.

Mao Liu couldn't stand the big blow, and suddenly sat down on the stone bench.

"These I still have to tell you in the future. Come, let's send ourselves a bowl, this is a good wine." Fang Yuan smiled and raised the wine bowl.

The Maomin 蛊 immigrants reacted and smiled.

"We have eight revolutions in our sect!"

"Elder Fang Yuan, you are really unfathomable, too powerful!"

"Elder Fang Yuan, the previous thing is that I am wrong. I don't know Tianti Mountain."

Mao Min and the immortals all look like "I am convinced."

This is the sound of the eight-turn battle!

Mao Liu also raised the bowl of wine, his face was laughing, but he was mad at the air.

Fang Yuan glanced at him and smiled. "Why did Mao Six's elders tremble with their hands?"

Mao Liu smiled at him, and he was not afraid of being lurking for many years. His expression was not flawed. It was just that the voice became a little hoarse: "I am very excited, for the elders of Fangyuan, for the party to go up and down... happy." 〖Unfinished to be continued〗