Chapter 168

Yan Zhaoge looked at the man's movements, some speechless: "what's your new fancy play?"

The man kept on laughing and said, "you came just in time. I was looking for you just now. You are closing up. I'm sorry that you are going to miss my wine and tea."

Yan Zhaoge said: "there is no one to make tea with wine. I know you are good at wine, but can you not be so innovative?"

"You don't understand that," said the man. "When you live in the world, you have to have fun."

Yan Zhaoge covers his face: "so you use wine as soy milk to dip in oil sticks and make soup and rice with wine. Now there's a new way to play with wine and make tea?"

"Can't you drink like any other drunkard?"

Xie youchan and a Hu both couldn't help laughing.

The big man didn't think so, but smiled, "I've passed that stage."

Yan Zhaoge can't stand it: "then you can try it, no mouth, no nose to drink."

The big man laughed: "it's not hard for me, the martial artist, to choke me."

"Elder martial brother Xu, you are very stable in other matters. Why are you like a child in this matter?" Xie youchan shakes his head and laughs.

This Han Dynasty is the core of Guangcheng mountain, the disciple of Iron Lion King Shitie, "Tianpeng" Xu Fei, a martial artist in the sky.

Generally speaking, he is also considered by the outside world to be the strongest martial master in Guangcheng mountain.

Xu Fei said with a smile, "and let you taste my craft."

Yan Zhaoge is helpless: "I have nothing to say about you."

"Younger martial brother Yan, you can't drink as much as tiger court." Xu Fei also despises Yan Zhaoge, but looks at ah Hu warmly.

Ah Hu, who has always been nervous and careless, now looks like a vegetable: "brother Fei, I will not drink with you. You are not allowed to force wine with vigorous Qi. If you drink with me, you will die."

Xu Fei didn't ask for it, but he was very sorry: "tiger court, you really have a good foundation. If you practice, you can practice."

People talk and laugh, time flies.

At dusk, Yan Zhaoge, Xu Fei, a Hu and Xie youchan say goodbye.

At the time of parting, Xie youchan said softly, "this all sky meeting is different from usual. Do you have a good idea?"

Yan Zhaoge looks at Xu Fei. Xu Fei's smile doesn't change, but his eyes are heavy: "when I met uncle Er, I knew the situation."

The three people looked at each other, smiled and nodded, and said nothing more.

In the next few days, Yan Zhaoge either cultivated himself or exchanged martial arts experience with people familiar with Xu Fei, ye Chongzhou and Xie youchan, or fed the giant panda.

On the island of Chingyu, everything is as usual and still calm.

With the passage of time, the day of Tongtian alliance has officially arrived.

Tongtian alliance is not a competition arena. Its original intention is to let the talented people of the younger generation of each family get in touch with each other.

Competition is contact, and exchange of experience is contact.

However, due to the current environment and tense situation in the eight polar world, the gunpowder smell of tongtianhuimeng is stronger this time.

In particular, because of some special factors, the Tongtian alliance has brought some different colors.

It's the venue for the all sky alliance, which is over the chingyan island.

Taking Qingzha island as the center and several surrounding islands in the center of Qingzha lake, a special formation is formed vaguely, which is the core of Qingzha Lake guard formation.

After excitation, the light flow of Daodao rises up in the sky and coincides with the clouds in the sky, forming a land like a void and a solid.

That stream of light, like a bridge, is used for people to board the floating island in the sky. The island has its own array of prohibitions, forming a virtual palace like existence.

When Yan Zhaoge and others went to the floating island, they saw that in addition to the successor of the cloud Wave Pavilion as the host, others arrived first, but they were from the city of Bihai.

Ye Chongzhou, Li jingwan and two other green sea city disciples are all surrounded by a green robed youth.

The young man's temperament is gentle and elegant, just like Fang Zhun, with a bit of literati flavor.

However, he stood there with a clear and true light on his head, which ran through the sky. It seemed that there were endless waves roaring in the light, which showed that he was a warrior in the sky like Xu Fei.

The young man was about thirty years old, and his eyes were as deep as the sea. At this time, he saw Yan Zhaoge and others, nodding slightly.

Yan Zhaoge and Xu Fei nodded back together.

They all know each other, the core of Bihai City, the leader of the young generation, the son of seven seas, Song Chao.

At that time, the eldest of the four princes was also the highest level of cultivation.

The son of Yan Di, the first elder of Guangcheng mountain, and Yan Zhaoge, the son of Guangcheng.

The son of Huang Xu, the leader of the great sun emperor, and the son of General Zhao, Huang Jie.

The son of Lin Tianfeng, the first elder of Tianlei hall, and Lin Zhou, the son of leiming.

Song Chao, the son of song Wuliang, the leader of Bihai city and the son of seven seas.

All of them are the best young generation in the eight polar world, and all of them are of extraordinary origins. They were called the four sons of the world after the Tongtian alliance last time.

However, most of the four people have no friendship. Yan Zhaoge and Song Chao are relatively familiar with each other.

But Song Chao was much older, and the two rarely met before.

Song Chao looks at Yan Zhaoge and nods: "younger martial brother Yan, I haven't seen you for three years."

"Elder martial brother song is more advanced." Yan Zhaoge said with a smile, and Song Chao replied, "be conscientious and try to move forward."

Sikong Qing also went to see the Song Dynasty tide again.

The form of Tongtian alliance is loose, and there is no sign of its official beginning.

Those who are interested in exchange can communicate with each other.

Yan Zhaoge, Xu Fei, Song Chao, Xie youchan, Ruan Ping and ye Chongzhou, all of their innate masters, didn't come down for a competition, just gathered for a chat.

However, for them, even chatting can benefit a lot from listening to other younger disciples.

But among them, Yan Zhaoge is a little bit conspicuous. Of all the congenital masters, he is the youngest, and not a little younger.

Others are in their thirties or nearly thirty, only Yan Zhaoge is in his early twenties.

According to their age, Yan Zhaoge and Li jingwan should be their peers.

However, it seems that there are some eye-catching things, but none of the people here feel weird, as if they are used to it.

Chatting and chatting, Yan Zhaoge and others moved in their hearts and looked in another direction.

In that direction, several young warriors dressed in roller gilt edged white robes boarded the island of suspension, which was exactly the dress of the core lineage of the great sun saint.

No matter Yan Zhaoge, Xu Fei, Song Chao or Ye Chongzhou, they all narrowed their eyes a little.

The first one was close to Xu Fei and Song Chao in age, with a handsome face, dignified appearance and radiant eyes, which made people feel sad.

Beside him is a young man who looks a little older than Yan Zhaoge's chronology. His face is ordinary and silent.

Yan Zhaoge raised his eyebrows slightly: "Tang Yonghao, Huang Jie."