C25

The drunkard waited until that person had walked far away before moving closer to Young Master Han. He whispered mysteriously, "Kid, be careful. This is a black shop!"

"Black shop?"

Young Master Han couldn't help but be taken aback.

The black shop was a place where the fish and dragons mixed together. It was usually set up in a busy city and relied on various forces to survive. However, this place was despicable of the southern territory. How could there be a black shop here?

The wine man wrinkled his brow and chuckled before stepping in. He then heavily placed the wine gourd on his back on the ground, producing a dull thud.

Young Master Han nodded and followed as well, falling behind the wine man.

At this moment, there was an empty seat on the left side. There were only three bearded men in the adjacent seat, each carrying a curved saber. On the right side, a young man in green sat alone drinking with a cold expression.

Drinker laughed out loud. He strutted to an empty seat and sat down on his butt. He shouted loudly, "Damn it, quick!" This old man has to hurry on his way! "

Everyone in the tavern lowered their heads to drink. When they saw the wine drinkers enter, they began to shout loudly and look in their direction simultaneously. Dozens of eyes focused on the wine drinkers and Young Master Han in an instant.

Drinker laughed out loud, looking around at the people in the tavern, he raised his head and gulped down a large mouthful of wine, then laughed and said: "I'm really sorry, I have to bother you all. If you all find me unpleasant, you can leave immediately! "Haha."

Most of the people in this tavern were wealthy in the martial arts world. When they heard these words, they all thought to themselves, "Are they here to cause trouble?"

However, it was just this one old and one young?

Everyone looked at him suspiciously and did not go out.

At this moment, a wave of hurried footsteps could be seen. A person rushed to the front of the wine servant, bowed and said, "Senior, the shopkeeper is inviting you, please sit upstairs and wait!"

When everyone heard this, they were shocked.

One had to know that this tavern could be opened in such a desolate place. Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that the shopkeeper didn't do it for the business, so this black shop naturally had another purpose.

However, the people who roamed the martial arts world didn't care about these things. What they wanted was convenience.

"Call me?" The drunkard raised his wine gourd and raised his head to drink the wine, "You have quite the manner of a man. How dare you order me to go up!"

Who knew that while the wine man was speaking, his five fingers suddenly made a grabbing motion in the air and a few strands of wind shot towards the second floor of the tavern.

"Crack!"

There was only the sound of wood breaking, and the alcohol addict's left hand actually doubled in length. Suddenly, it went through the wooden pillar and directly lifted up a person.

That person was at least three meters away from the wine man. He never thought that the wine man's cultivation level would be so high. Even though he was grabbed tightly by the wine man, he couldn't help but leap into the air, ready to struggle.

"Damn it, you're being dishonest in front of this old man?"

The drunkard laughed and suddenly pressed his palm against the man's shoulder. With this press, a breaking sound was heard. That person stepped on the air and fell to the ground with a thud.

"Kid, if you have something to ask him, just ask him!" The wine man chuckled as he spoke to Young Master Han.

Young Master Han was an extremely quick-witted person, how could he not understand the meaning behind the words of the wine servant? He couldn't help but step on that person's chest and shout, "It's best if you don't move, otherwise, I will step on you!"

The man was shocked and shouted in haste, "Drinking Hero, spare me!"

A drunkard?

Everyone was shocked when they heard this. It had to be said that the name of the Confucian Grandmaster Feng Chen was known throughout the martial arts world. And this old and young person in front of them was actually a wine servant?

At this moment, a person suddenly stood on the second floor and sneered, "So it's the Confucian Grandmaster Feng Chen, brother Jiu Zong. No wonder you dare to come to my territory and cause trouble. You're deliberately making life difficult for Lord Jiang!"

Although the words of this person were extremely casual, when they entered the ears of everyone present, they caused their eardrums to vibrate violently.

Everyone raised their heads to look and saw a short, fat old man dressed in rich silk clothing. He was holding a cup of hot tea and blowing it as he said faintly, "Fellow Daoist Jiu has always been in the imperial capital. Since when have we come to the Southern Wilderness?"

The alcohol addict laughed and said, "Damn it, I thought someone was causing a ruckus here, but it turns out to be you, an old monster. Since we're all acquaintances, this matter is much easier!"

After saying this, the wine servant shot a look at Young Master Han, gesturing for him to leave.

The chubby old man in the silk robe laughed sinisterly and waved his sleeves, dashing towards the drunkard as fast as he could.

Halfway through, a pair of huge palms suddenly emerged from his sleeves and pressed down on the wine servant. Instantly, the air whirled around them.

Drinker laughed out loud and said, "Damn it, we are old acquaintances. It's not good to fight like this …" Wow, it's actually real! "

"Boom!"

Just as the two of them were talking and laughing, two powerful auras welcomed each other in the tavern. Instantly, a baleful aura swept out and the bowls and chopsticks in the hall flew everywhere.

When Young Master Han saw the wine man and the short and fat old man fighting, he hastily stepped on the person beneath his feet and shouted, "Quickly speak, Qi Heng and Duan Tian, two seniors, you two stay there!"

The person beneath his feet gave Young Master Han a stomp on his chest, suffocating as his hand reached towards his groin.

However, Young Master Han had long since prepared himself. When this person's hand reached his feet, he suddenly lifted his right foot and made a turn, catching the person's wrist.

"You asked for it!" Young Master Han laughed coldly and suddenly bent his left foot with force. With a crack, he snapped that person's wrist.

It was at this moment that the Steel Cavalry outside the tavern rolled up and the door opened. Dozens of Yin-Yang Battalion assassins pounced over, striking out crazily towards the wine drinkers and Young Master Han.

The drunkard shouted and suddenly spat out a stream of wine. This wave of killers were rolled up by the drinkers and fell to the ground one after another. However, the next wave of killers were immediately filled in and rushed over.

"Brat, take that hostage away!"

At this moment, Drinker let out a low growl. He suddenly held his wine gourd in one hand as he faced the attack of the chunky old man with all his might. He laughed loudly and said, "Old Man Su, please stop accompanying me!"

The Wine Master's large gourd pressed down on the old man, causing him to immediately retreat and shatter the tavern's door with a backhand blow.

Young Master Han also sneered. A saber light in his right hand turned into an arc of light, cutting off the pursuit of the Yin-Yang Battalion assassins. He grabbed the hostages on the ground with one hand and dashed out the door.

"Chase!"

The group of assassins of the 'Yin-Yang Camp' suddenly shouted in unison.

The short and fat old man sneered, and said: "Is there any use in chasing after them?" Can you beat him? "

After he finished speaking, he sneered and with a flick of his two fingers, he picked up a pair of chopsticks from the table and flicked his sleeves.

"Chi!"

The two streaks of light were awe-inspiring as they directly targeted the wine servant and Young Master Han.

The drunkard was astonished as he raised the wine gourd with one hand. When the chopsticks hit the wine gourd, sparks were produced from the chopsticks.

"Kid!" "Be careful!"

The drunkard dashed towards Young Master Han, lifting him up in the air and speeding forward for several feet. Han Shaotian felt a chill behind him as the chopsticks flashed past him.

Han Shaotian's expression turned serious as he took a quick glance at the Wine Master. He inwardly rejoiced. If it weren't for the Wine Master, this chopstick might have pierced right through the back of his head.

However, just at this moment, there was only a scream. The two of them lowered their heads and saw the chopstick on Young Master Han's head pierce through the hostage that he was holding, causing a stream of blood to spill onto the ground.

Dead!

The wine servant dashed forward with Young Master Han in one hand. It had only been an hour, but they had already traveled several kilometers. Young Master Han was both shocked and ashamed at the speed.

Previously, he had felt that the alcohol addict's cultivation was not very good, but now, he felt admiration from the bottom of his heart. And although the alcohol addict seemed to be carefree, he was actually extremely close-knit.

"Senior Wine Master, it's all my fault …" The person's life was not saved, and the clues ended there! "

Young Master Han felt a bit guilty as he stood in front of the wine man, lowering his head and speaking softly.

However, this time, the wine man's face was solemn. He bitterly laughed and said: "Can we blame you for this? Not to mention protecting that person's life, you being able to survive is already not bad! "

"Hmm?"

Young Master Han couldn't help but be startled when he saw the drinker's serious expression.

Jiu Zun turned around, sighed, and said, "I also did not expect that this man would also come to the Southern Wilderness. It seems like there will definitely be a bloody battle here!"

Young Master Han knew that the person the wine servant was speaking of was the chunky old man in embroidered robes. "Who is this person?"

This time, the drinker did not drink, and instead said coldly: "This person is called Su Wen, the strongest in the palace. Not only is he favored by the emperor, he is also his favorite, Jiang Chong's best friend.

As it turned out, the current Emperor was in seclusion in the western courtyard. All the officials and officials avoided him, and even the Queen's Crown Prince rarely saw the Martial Emperor. Only Jiang Chong and Su Wen were free to enter and leave the western courtyard.

These two were both crafty villains. Once they achieved their goals, they colluded with each other and deceived each other. Even the ministers of the imperial court were acting arrogantly and being extremely domineering.

However, the two of them were in control of the Yin-Yang Battalion assassins, and they were easy to frame. The ministers of the court dared not to voice their anger.

"Why did Su Wen come here?"

Young Master Han couldn't help but ask.

Drinker raised his head and drank a mouthful before stepping out, "Who should I ask if you're going to ask me? "However, this fight was not for nothing. Since the Yin-Yang Battalion has supported this pub so quickly, it seems that the Yin-Yang Battalion must be in the vicinity!"

Young Master Han nodded. The exchange of moves just now had lasted less than an hour, and a large number of killers had rushed over to provide support.

If the Yin-Yang camp was nearby, it seemed that the place where his two grandfathers were being held would not be far from here.

However, in order to save Qi Heng and Duan Tian, the two of them were too weak.

Just Su Wen alone had a cultivation level comparable to the alcohol addicts, not to mention the thousands of killers.

"I'll go back and beg my Master!"

Young Master Han took a step forward and spoke to the wine man.

Perhaps in the Southern Wilderness, as long as the Demonic Sect did what they wanted to do, not to mention a mere Yin-Yang Camp, even if all the Imperial Guards were deployed to the Southern Wilderness, they still wouldn't be able to suppress the Demonic Sect.

Hearing that, the drunkard's eyes turned serious, he shook his head and said, "How could the Demonic Palace's leader listen to you? Furthermore, Heavenly Demon Palace Master might have other motives in accepting you as his disciple! "

Young Master Han remembered that his honored master had always looked at him coldly, and could only snort when he heard this.

"However, if I can borrow Master's Heavenly Demonic Zither, perhaps I can deal with these Yin-Yang Battalion assassins!"

"Sky Demon Zither?"

The drunkard stopped his steps and nodded, "If you can obtain the Heavenly Demon Zither, with your current power, you should be able to resist the three hundred assassins of the Yin-Yang Camp!"