The Strongest Salted Fish Boss

Lin Xian was very reluctantly pulled up by the ruthless man, and he drank too much alcohol in the evening, and he was still a little dizzy.

Xiao Yun came to the post house early to wait for Lin Xian. The Xianlu Conference started, and many people gathered at the venue. If there was no leader, it would be easy to get lost.

But when the tall hill lifted Lin Xian out, only then did he find that Lin Xian's face was pale, and he was lying on the back of the hill with a sad face.

"Boss this is"

"The boss just vomited and didn't even eat breakfast."

Ruthlessly patted Lin Xian on the back, Lin Xian's stomach turned upside down, as if he was stuffed with dozens of kilograms of explosives.

I thought I could drink enough, but I didn't think it was wrong when I drank it, but I woke up the next day and felt uncomfortable to death.

Xiao Yun looked helpless, Xianlu often encounters those... drunk alcoholics, and their state is exactly the same as Lin Xian.

However, those people's alcohol intake is obviously not as good as Lin Xian's, but even so, Lin Xian is still very uncomfortable.

With a wave to the crowd, Xiao Yun led a few people towards the venue of the Xianlu Conference.

The venue is on the top of the mountain of the City of Books, and it is said that the source of the spiritual spring of the City of Books is there.

At this time every year, the six major sects will block the source several months in advance to prevent anyone from destroying the pure water source, and will not be released until the Xianlu Conference starts.

This year's Xianlu Conference was different from previous years. The commanders of the sects sent a special person to preside over them, but this time the heads of the six sects gathered together, all for Lin Xian.

When Xiao Yun brought the pale Lin Xianshi, the other five chiefs raised their brows at the same time, this is the same...the one who hits the head of Lin, why does he look like a dead fish "Hehe, I thought this It's nothing but a dead fish."

"Of course the salted fish is a dead fish, I just don't know if this salted fish can turn over."

"Don't worry about it so much, proceed as planned, no matter what...

Whether he can turn over or not will make him come and go."

......The five leaders all have a plan in their hearts, intending to detain Lin Xian and coerce the Xianyu faction to hand over the Wanzhong Mountain, so that they can win the battle back without paying the price and kill two birds with one stone.

It's a pity that they miscalculated one thing, and these five people tied together are not Lin Xian's opponents.

Lin Xian finally got off the back of the hill, and Xiao Yun hurriedly introduced him.

"Big brother, let me introduce to you, this is the head of the Congshan faction, this is the head of Tianlufeng, this is the head of Lingxi Pavilion, and this... Chiyangguan, we and the Yulongjian faction are in charge. Door."

Xiao Yun introduced them one by one. The other heads were very polite, but the Daoist Chiyang from Chiyang Temple was unhappy.

When he was in the Wanzhong Mountain, Lin Xian destroyed an entire phantom quicksand, which made him always brooding.

"Humph! The head of the dignified man is so hangover that he doesn't know how to behave."

Everyone could see that Daoist Chiyang was clearly targeting Lin Xian, but Lin Xian walked in front of him indifferently, and took Daoist Chiyang's shoulders and looked at each other affectionately.

"I... vomit!"

Lin Xian clung to Daoist Chiyang's shoulders tightly, and the discomfort in his stomach spit out directly on his body.

Daoist Chiyang wanted to break free, but found that Lin Xian's hand was very strong, and he could not leave with all his strength. After Lin Xian finished spitting, Daoist Chiyang's entire face darkened.

But this is not over, Lin Xian finally felt a little more comfortable, grabbed the sleeve of Daoist Chiyang and wiped the corner of his mouth and said.

"Thank you, I'll pay you a dress later."

"You don't have to pay!"

Daoist Chiyang was so embarrassed that if it weren't for the presence of other people, he would have been with Lin Xian forever.

Who would have thought that just as he was about to leave to change his clothes, Lin Xian slipped his feet and almost fell to the ground. He grabbed and tore off half of the robe of Daoist Chiyang, revealing his hairy thighs under the robe.

This time, the Chiyang Daoist was completely angry, and he rushed up as if he was dying, and the other chiefs hurriedly grabbed his hand and comforted him.

"Don't be angry, Lao Huo, he's drunk, don't know him in the same way."

"Yes, yes, go and change your clothes first, and the conference will start later, you don't want to be ashamed."

"Old fire plan, think about our plan, just be patient."

... Daoist Chiyang was finally persuaded by everyone, and when he turned around to leave, he heard Lin Xian's voice again.

"That... I'm sorry, you... have to change anyway, can you give me another spit on your clothes?"

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The four hundred and fortieth chapters of the first water

Daoist Chiyang was forced by Lin Xian to go back to change his clothes, Lin Xian leaned on the chair ill, the discomfort after the hangover made him weak all over.

I thought it didn't matter how much wine I could drink, but the wine brewed by Daijiu'er was close to wine aqua regia, and drinking a small amount was the same as normal, but drinking too much would also cause dizziness.

The ruthless man thoughtfully poured a basin of face wash, put a towel on Lin Xian's forehead to help him dissipate heat, and Lin Xian pulled down a little to cover his eyes.

At this moment, Xiao Yun stepped forward and announced that the Xianlu Conference was about to start.

Originally, as one of the heads of the six sects, Xiao Yun didn't have to deal with such nosy things, but Xiao Yun's strength was the lowest, and he had to do everything himself. Fan.

"The Xianlu Conference is about to start, and Master Pei Sanzhan is invited!"

Pei Sanzhan, who was dressed in white just after the words fell, came up and saw Lin Xian lying on a chair from a distance, and wanted to go over and say hello.

But the Xianlu Conference had already started, so Pei Sanzhan had to choose another time to find Lin Xian.

Pei Sanzhan glanced at the crowd who were eager to try and came to the altar that had been prepared.