Wuxia's Supreme Lottery System / Wuxia's Super Big Boss

　　Su Ming had already made a decision, he would go to Yan Kingdom in person.

　　Xiaoyaozi heard the words and said: "Master, why don't I accompany you to go there, one more person and one more care."

　　"Now that the world is in a period of great chaos, it is impossible to guarantee that no one will act in secret."

　　Xiaoyaozi was still a little worried.

　　Su Ming is the current head of Taoism. If something goes wrong, the impact will be immeasurable.

　　With his own efforts to unify Taoism, Su Ming's reputation will soon spread in the seven kingdoms.

　　When Taoism is divided into two schools, there may be no problem.

　　But now that the two sects of Taoism have merged into one, both in terms of comprehensive strength and influence, they will reach the highest point in the past three hundred years.

　　As the leader of all this, Su Ming's attention will definitely increase greatly.

　　After the so-called people became famous, there was a lot of right and wrong, and it was difficult to guarantee that no other sect would secretly take action against Su Ming.

　　"No, this time to go to Yan Kingdom, this seat has already decided to go alone."

　　"All of you stay in the Taoist sect, and you must not send anyone to follow."

　　"This seat has long wanted to join the WTO to practice. This trip to Yan Kingdom should be the first stop of my practice."

　　After Su Ming finished speaking, he turned around and floated away towards the door.

　　With the light and the dust, his mind moves freely, and his body is faster than before.

　　One step out, it is already eight or nine feet away.

　　"I didn't expect that the strength of the head has reached such a state, it is simply incredible."

　　Compared to the first time he met Su Ming, Xiaoyaozi found that after Su Ming advanced this time, his skills became more and more tyrannical.

　　His cultivation became more and more unfathomable, and even he was almost unable to see through it. .

Chapter 1: Going down the mountain and encountering Han Fei (4/[-])

　　The Seven Heroes of the Warring States Period dominated the Central Plains, and all countries attacked and planned to seize the world.

　　In a turbulent world, wars are raging, people are not in harmony, and the world is in chaos.

　　After Su Ming descended from Taiyi Mountain, he went all the way to the northeast.

　　Wherever he went, it was desolate.

　　The ruins are broken, the war is raging, and everywhere you can see bones lying on the ground, starving and dying in the camp.

　　Wherever the war has passed, horses' hooves trample on it, no grass grows, sand and dust fill the sky, and the corpse stinks.

　　The dust is wrapped in flesh and blood, the loess is stained with blood, and there is no pure land, just like purgatory on earth.

　　"I'd rather be a peace dog than a chaotic person!"

　　"That sentence is really good."

　　"Seven heroes of the Warring States period, the world is in turmoil. On this land, the people are mourning, and the wine and meat of the wealthy are smelly. Where can there be a pure land."

"Six Five Three" The world suddenly started to rain heavily. Su Ming sat on the back of a horse, and the rain fell from his body.

　　A light barrier wrapped him all over, and he was not soaked by the rain.

　　A house appeared in front, with the word tavern hanging outside the door.

　　The flag was swaying constantly under the strong wind, as if it would be blown away at any time.

　　In this war-torn land, only this kind of tavern can survive.

　　No matter where you are, there will always be a need.

　　One catty of good wine, three or five catties, and a bowl of hot rice are extremely luxurious enjoyment.

　　This tavern is not big, there are three or two thatched huts, and there is a stable where guests can rest their horses.

　　Su Ming walked into the tavern and could see everything inside at a glance.

　　People in twos and threes were sitting in the tavern, all of them were inactive, everyone ate their own food, and no one cared what others were doing.

　　It was very quiet in the tavern, only the sound of eating food and the sound of the shopkeeper making an abacus.

　　"Guest officer, what would you like?"

　　The younger brother stepped forward and asked, without a passionate voice, looking a little listless.

　　"Have a pot of wine and some food!"

　　After Su Ming walked into the store, he found a seat by the window and sat down. He looked at the rain outside and said nothing.

　　Most of the people in this tavern are business travelers, with packages all around them, pressing with one hand, obviously very cautious, for fear of encountering robbers.

　　In this war-torn era, there is not enough food to eat, the people are struggling to survive, and there are many robbers. If you don't pay attention, these business trips may lose everything in one go.

　　"Ok?"

　　Su Ming noticed that sitting in the corner was a young man wearing a Confucian uniform. He looked about eighteen or nineteen years old.

　　He has a handsome face, deep eyes, as bright as the stars, and his gestures reveal a cynical temperament.

　　There is a large jug of wine and two small dishes at his table.

　　He kept raising his head to drink, but the two dishes didn't move much, no one knew what he was thinking.

　　"Outstanding bearing, unrestrained and unrestrained, in this troubled world, it is rare."

　　Su Ming ignored him. After the wine and dishes came, he began to drink and pour himself.

　　"Little Er, check out!"

　　Not long after, the handsome young man put down the jug in his hand, reached into his sleeve, and prepared to check out and leave.

　　"Guest officer, it's a total of ten pennies, thank you for your patronage."

　　The younger brother had a smile on his face, the listless look just now disappeared completely, and his eyes showed a look of attentiveness.

　　The boy touched his sleeve, and suddenly, his face changed, and he smiled awkwardly.

　　Afterwards, Yu touched Xiong's mouth, waist, and the embarrassment on his face became stronger and stronger.

　　"hey-hey..."

　　He smiled at Xiao Er and said embarrassedly: "I...I was fishing by the river, but I accidentally fell into the river, and the fish ran away, and the money bag..."

　　"Oh! That's free food. Seeing that you are so polite, I didn't expect you to be a free food master!"

　　The younger brother changed his previous attitude and showed disgust on his face.

　　The army is in chaos, and it is not very profitable to open a tavern. Sometimes officers and soldiers passing by often eat and drink for free, almost making ends meet.

　　The younger brother didn't believe the words of that young man at all.

　　"Hey, second brother, I'm serious, I really lost the money bag, or... I'll bring it to you when I get home and get the money?"

　　The young man showed a hint of embarrassment and his face was slightly red. When encountering such things, he could only admit that he was unlucky...  

　　"Hmph, forget it, I've seen a lot of people like you, get out of here!"

　　The younger brother looked dissatisfied, but he didn't make a fuss, just put away the plate and the jug, shook his head and left.

　　Leaving the embarrassed teenager alone, standing there.

　　Seeing this scene, Su Ming already guessed who the person in front of him was.

　　To be able to encounter such unfortunate things, I still don't know, who else can be except that guy Han Fei?

　　"Little Er, his drink money is mine."

　　"Give him another jar of burning knives, I'll settle the bill, and the rest will be rewarded to you."

　　Su Ming said lightly, took out a broken piece of silver from his arms and threw it directly to Xiao Er.

　　Xiao Er took the silver, bit it with his teeth, and was immediately overjoyed, saying, "Thank you for this son!"

　　"Please wait a moment, good wine and meat will come soon!"

　　Not only did he get the wine money back, but he also received a reward. The younger brother immediately changed his personality and almost regarded Su Ming as his ancestor.

　　"Xiongtai, thank you for your righteous action. I'm going to Han Fei, I wonder if I can have two drinks with Xiongtai?"

　　Han Fei came uninvited and didn't feel unfamiliar at all. His gestures were full of unrestrained air, but he didn't have the sleazy air that should belong to a scholar.

　　Su Ming smiled faintly and said, "Should I drink with you? Or shouldn't I drink with you?"

　　When Han Fei heard this, he laughed and said, "I know friends in the wine, don't ask the name, don't ask the noble or low, let alone the reason, just drink it when you drink it!"

　　After all, he took out a cup for himself, filled it up, and toasted Su Ming.

　　Su Ming nodded slightly and responded.

　　At this time, Xiao Er brought the jar of wine up.

　　Han Fei opened it directly, with a somewhat free and easy smile on his face, leaning on the cliff, reclining and raising the jug.

　　"Bringing a drink to Xiongtai, a small cup of small drink, why don't you change it to this pot, and you will be happy."

　　After all, Han Fei raised the jug and gulps down the wine.

　　"what..."

　　"The wine is like a knife in the throat, and people's lives are like a dream!".

Chapter Thirteen: On the banks of the Yishui River, the melodious sound of the piano (2/4)

　　Han Fei's seemingly unintentional words expressed his mood at the moment.

　　In the chaotic world, human life is like a dream, when you wake up faintly, your life has come to an end.

　　Just like the wine in the cup, the smell is mellow, but it actually cuts into the throat like a knife.

　　When a person loses his life, it is like that wine has entered his stomach, like falling into a cloud, and his memories are gone, and everything is over.