Thunderbolt of the End of the World

"Strong wine!" The young man's eyes lit up: "How strong is it?"

The shop assistant said: "Drinking a sip is like swallowing a knife in the throat."

The young man said eagerly: "This is a good wine, I want it, hurry up!"

"How many?" the shop assistant asked.

"Two big pots, one pot for me." The young man pointed at himself, then at the white horse behind him: "One pot for him."

　"刈刈..."

The white horse called out to the shop assistant twice, quite humanly.

"What a coincidence today!" The second shop assistant looked back at the shop, muttered in a low voice, and then returned to the shop like a drink.

In his spare time, the young man noticed a golden horse eating raw meat in the stable next to him. The golden horse also noticed that someone was looking at it, took a piece of raw beef and glanced at it, and then continued to gobble it.

"I didn't expect that I, Han Fei, would one day be disliked by horses!"

This young man is Han Fei after "going abroad for further study". From the spiritual eyes of the golden horse, he read the expression of disdain. Instead of being angry, he became interested. The golden horse is eager to see him and eat meat. Horses have never heard of it, and the owner of such a strange golden horse is definitely not an ordinary person.

At this time, the second shopkeeper took out two jars of wine and put them on the table. Han Fei came back to his senses and asked the wine jar. The second shopkeeper stopped him and spread his hands to Han Fei, indicating that he should give the money first.

Han Fei touched the cuff, it was empty inside, and then searched on his body, tragically found that his purse had actually fallen! Seeing that the wine was in front of him, but he couldn't drink it, Han Fei jumped in a hurry.

Just when Han Fei was planning to pawn the necklace, a clear and atmospheric voice came from the store: "Count me in!"

"Okay, okay." The second shopkeeper heard the words, nodded in the store, and then said to Han Fei, "You are lucky, you can take this wine!"

Han Fei's face was straight, and he ignored the second shopkeeper. He strode into the shop and looked at the tired, drinking alone. , but not to be eaten by scorn.”

"Oh!" Kuan Shoutian put down his glass and nodded to Han Fei, "I'm sorry for that!"

The ancients were very dignified, the poor and the lowly could not be moved, the rich and the noble could not be promiscuous, and although the tired harvest could not be said to appreciate, they still maintained a trace of respect...  

"Cuckoo..."

But at this moment, Han Fei's stomach screamed in disappointment. Looking at the table full of wine and vegetables, Han Fei changed his righteousness and sat down carelessly. Said: "I'm going to sit down and eat, you must not mind this Taoist priest!"

Shameless, you've already eaten up, and you asked me if I mind. Looking at the huge contrast between Han Fei's front and back, he almost spit the wine he just drank on his face.

"No...don't mind."

Looking at Han Fei who was gobbling down, the corners of Kuan Shoutian's mouth twitched slightly.

Han Fei ate too hastily, almost choked, beat his heart twice, and then took a sip of wine to regain his breath, then got up and bowed to Kuan Shoutian: "The Daoist is laughing, he hasn't asked the Daoist yet. Road number?"

Tired Shoutian was holding the big cake and ready to take a bite. Seeing that Han Fei suddenly became serious again, he said indifferently: "Poor Dao, Mingjian Wuming. Tired Shoutian."

As he spoke, he ate the pie in silence.

"Poor... poor way!"

Han Fei looked at the tired and handsome man in a gorgeous dress. If nothing else, he was afraid that a hat on his bald head would not be worth less than a hundred gold. Such a local tyrant even claimed to be a poor man. Isn't he too poor to wear trousers? ?

Han Fei shook his head and thought sternly: "Mingjian Wuming. Tired to close the sky, tired... to close the sky! Such a domineering name, the word "shutien" has a wild aura, and the word "tired" seems to be restrained, but it is actually strengthened After looking down at the world, when did Taoism emerge such a character?"

Thinking about the origin of Wanshoutian in his heart, Han Fei's face remained calm: "It turns out that it is the Taoist master of tiredness, who has long admired the name."

Kanshoutian pretended to be puzzled and said, "It's my first time going down the mountain, where have you heard my name?"

Han Fei's polite words can naturally be understood by Tien Shutian, but it is just to amuse Han Fei.

"Uh……"

Han Fei scratched the back of his head embarrassedly, and said with a smirk: "Don't mention this, Han Fei, the ninth son of Wang'an in Han Dynasty, hit it off with the Taoist priest today, don't know where he wants to go?" 0.1

Tired Shoutian finished eating the pie, and said indifferently, "Travel through the world and be at peace with whatever comes your way."

Han Fei looked at Wan Shoutian and heard that he was a Korean son, without even blinking his eyelids, his eyes flashed, and then he gave a big gift to Wan Shoutian: "Han Fei has no teeth for the kindness of the Taoist priest today. It is unforgettable, since the Taoist master is home to all over the world, it is better to go to South Korea with Fei, so as to let Fei’s friendship as a landlord.”

The grace of a meal is unforgettable, the ghosts believe it, this guy will not regard himself as a fledgling white!

Wan Shuotian heard the words, and felt that Han Fei wanted to drag him onto the pirate ship, but Wan Shuotian's original intention was to go to South Korea, and he did not delay: "It's fate to meet, then let's go together!"

Han Fei showed joy and said goodbye again and again.

From the first glance, Han Fei could see the extraordinaryness of Yanshoutian. If he could get the help of Yanshoutian, his plans would be much easier after the meeting.

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Gloomy cloud.

A piece of scorched earth, devastated, and even the vegetation is very sparse, and occasionally a few victims can be seen rummaging through the ruins to find useful items.

The bones are exposed in the wild, and there is no rooster in a thousand miles;

Life and people are left with one hundred, and the thought of it will break the human gut.

Looking at the desolate world, Tien Shoutian sighed silently: "All the heroes are fighting for hegemony, what is the common man!"

Han Fei on the side was silent, he had seen too many scenes like this, and because of this, he was determined to change.

Today's South Korean buildings will collapse, the general Ji Wuye will dominate the government and the opposition, and his own father Wang will not mention it!