"Murong nettle! You? " Lu Youmei's face was a little blue, and he couldn't help but lift his wrist and sweep the glass out of his hand.
Murong nettle squints her half drunk eyes, smiles and points to Lu Youmei and shakes her fingers
"Murong peak master." Gu Qingfeng jumped up from the stool, held out a hand, and looked nervously at the wine glass flying straight to Murong nettle.
Murong URT raised his glass with a smile and caressed his sleeve freely. He touched the glass in front of him lightly. There was a mysterious force in his fingertips and a flick.
The wine cup quickly retreated to Lu Youmei, who was very ugly.
Lu Youmei takes a deep breath and reaches out five fingers to pick up the glass.
Suddenly -
the whole wine glass broke apart a few inches away from her palm and disappeared in front of her.
The crowd was dumbfounded.
Lu Youmei stares even more.
Fingers, still holding the cup, Lu Youmei's mouth slightly opened, the whole person froze on the spot, but did not know how to speak.
How strong is Murong nettle.
Only in this way can we control this mysterious force at will, and fiddle with it as far as possible.
Murong URT turned over to the table with her hands on the mat, folded her legs and lifted the pot to drink with a smile. "Lord Lu, come here instead of being rude! Take me a pot, too! "
Slender legs, slightly raised a kick, the wine pot with a very terrible speed, straight to Lu Youmei's head.
"Lord Murong, it's my younger martial sister Lu who has offended me. Please forgive me!" A man sitting beside Lu Youmei jumped up in a hurry, his face was slightly frozen in front of Lu Youmei, and he could catch the wine pot with Xuanli. His throat was suddenly sweet, and he could hardly hold the old blood that was about to burst out.
"Senior brother." Lu Youmei was surprised and hurriedly reached out to hold the man who had taken several steps backwards.
Murong URT chuckled, put down his long legs, brushed his sleeves and stood up. "Thank you very much for your hospitality today. I have something important to do for you. Let's go first."
"Lord Murong, the three disciples went to Qinghe town to experience..." Guan Yongnian of tiandaozong hurriedly stood up and asked.
Murong nettle slowly turned his head and looked at him, "naturally it was held as scheduled."
"But according to the investigation, Qinghe town has been completely occupied by the corpse monsters. I'm afraid the three disciples can't cope with it..."
"How can you become a talent without practice? Do you want to cultivate the flowers in the greenhouse or polish the famous sword? " Murong URT smiled faintly and walked out with his sleeves brushed. "If you two disciples don't have the courage to go, it's OK. My Shenshui sect is on schedule for this life and death experience. "
Murong URT's figure is far away, leaving only a faint voice, slowly winding around the people's ears.
"Lord Murong's words are also very reasonable. Qinghe town is full of crisis, but it can train its disciples. " Guan Yongnian of tiandaozong nodded and said, "as such, our tiandaozong will also participate in this experience as scheduled."
"Lord." A man beside Guan Yongnian is slightly stunned and wants to speak.
However, Guan Yongnian stopped his words by waving his hand. "It's just that there are so many corpses in Qinghe town. There are three families and twenty-one disciples. I'm afraid they can't catch them. So I want to ask the city Lord to issue a task order to summon the whole city Xuanshi forging division or the special ability to go to Qinghe town together. "
Gu Qingfeng lightly touched his fist. "This is what the city Lord meant."