The moon is exposed in the throat and turns into the sweetest wine line, which runs through the viscera, making it unspeakably pleasant and comfortable.
But at the same time, this wine, called Yuelu, is very powerful. After a cup of wine, Jian Wushuang feels hot.
Put down the glass, Jian Wushuang looked at black hair and white clothes, and found that he was already watching himself.
His eyes were opposite, and he smiled friendly at him with black hair and white clothes.
Jian Wushuang saluted back, and then continued to stare.
"Good guy, it's really strong." Yan Hui didn't seem to be satisfied. He simply put down his glass and drank like Jiang Li.
Black hair and white clothes are not willing to fall behind, so they also pick up the wine pot and drink.
To the surprise of jianwushuang, the gentle and charming Guangyue Xianjun also changed his previous weakness and sang long when he mentioned the wine pot.
In this way, the originally tense situation has become a wine fight.
Out of curiosity, Jian Wushuang tried the weight of the wine pot, and couldn't help but smack his tongue.
There are thousands of things in this wine pot. Looking at the delicacy, the wine stored in it is not less than 100000 Jin!
If all the 100000 Jin falls into the stomach, I'm afraid Dayan Xian will be completely drunk.
As time went by, Jiang Li was the first to throw down the wine pot, but it was empty, and there was no more drop of wine.
"How happy!" Jiang Li's face was not drunk at all. He took back his feet on the letter with satisfaction, and then sat back.
A moment later, Yan Hui, black hair and white clothes, and Guangyue Xianjun finished drinking the wine in the pot in turn, and their faces were more or less slightly drunk.
"How have you been these years?" Looking at Jiang Li with black hair and white clothes, he finally made up his mind and asked.
"Who can be happy when we are exiled here? Yanhui and I have been sleeping soundly and have little time to wake up until today." Jiang Li said softly.
Black hair and white clothes were silent, but soon he looked at Jian Wushuang and asked, "who is this?"
Before Jiang Li could speak, Yan Hui immediately said excitedly, "this is the disciple of this sword fairy, who is an immortal Tianjiao."
As soon as this word came out, Guangyue Xianjun's beautiful eyes with flowing waves also looked at the sword unparalleled.
Yan Hui's pride was very clear to her. As a king in the ancient times, she suppressed the supreme existence of ten thousand heavenly regions with a sword. Even the emperor wanted to bring him under his command.
At that time, many Jinghong Tianjiao were eager to become his disciples, but he never accepted one.
Now the years are flowing, and when we meet again, Yan Hui has an apprentice around him. How can she not be surprised.
Hearing the words, black hair and white clothes couldn't help smiling, "Oh, it seems that brother Yan's vision is good. He is indeed a good seedling, but it's too much to say that it's Jinghong Tianjiao. How can there be Jinghong Tianjiao that is just the realm of immortality?"
There was a moment of silence in the fairy palace.
Jiang Li also looked unhappy at this moment, "Cang Ting, what do you mean?"
"It's not interesting. I'm just correcting some problems." Black hair and white clothes said with a light smile.
Yan Hui, who was originally excited, also changed his look. Looking at him, he said meaningfully, "listen to what you say, it seems that you have received a really amazing Tianjiao as a disciple?"
Cang Ting, with black hair and white clothes, said softly, "almost. He has understood his own swordsmanship, and the future is just around the corner."
Yan Hui couldn't help laughing, "you guy, still like to joke like that in those days, your apprentice ascends the sword fairy? Don't joke, only my apprentice can ascend the Sword Fairy, OK!"
The fairy palace was silent. Cangting looked at him and continued to whisper, "try it?"
"Come on, who is afraid of who!" Yan Hui disdained, "let your apprentice come out quickly. We are in a hurry."
As his voice fell, a black coat came out from the depths of the fairy palace.
In this fairy palace, which is all dressed in white, it seems extremely out of place.
The young man in black looked very calm, like a real sword that was completely hidden, which people would never see through.
And with his appearance, the originally calm eyes also locked the sword for a moment!
Three turn dayanxian!
Jiang Li and Yan Hui knew why cangting was so confident at this time. His apprentice had reached the realm of three turns!
Three turns has been a qualitative change, not to mention that he has also realized his own kendo. Even in the face of six turns, he is strong enough to fight a war!
"It's really a little tricky..." Yan Hui murmured in a low voice, and immediately approached the sword unparalleled, and said in a low voice, "good apprentice, my face is all on you this time, it all depends on you."
"Well... I'm afraid it's not very good. I don't want to do it too much." Jian Wushuang said with a wry smile.
"Good apprentice, you must save me and hit the old man in the face." Yan Hui whispered, almost kneeling in front of the unparalleled sword.
Finally, Jian Wushuang nodded and said, "let me try."
Yan Hui immediately beamed and almost jumped on the table. "My apprentice has promised to come down, and then I'm ready to start!"
Cang Ting was stunned when he heard the speech. He didn't think that Yan Hui didn't shrink back, but responded to the battle.
"Are you crazy? See clearly that my apprentice is a three turn great Yan Xian. Just the pressure of Yan force is enough to make your apprentice unable to stand up!"
Yan Hui hissed softly, "don't talk nonsense. This sword fairy will let you have a good look today. What is the real surprise!"
Jian Wushuang slowly got up. Jiang Li grabbed him and whispered, "don't fight hard. Once you feel uncomfortable, stop in time."
"Don't worry, it's not a big problem." He smiled and stood in the center of the fairy palace.
Seeing this behind the scenes, Guangyue Xianjun, who originally planned to stop, had to give up. At the same time, she also pinched a sweat for Yan Hui.
Yan Xian responded to the three turn big Yan Xian, which has never been the result of any suspense since ancient times. No Yan Xian has ever done anything against killing.
Even the most amazing Tianjiao is impossible.
Is it possible that all the fixed thinking in the past will be overturned today?
Cangting secretly gritted his teeth. Even if his apprentice won the extremely unequal battle, it would never be too glorious.
After all, the gap between Yan Xian and Da Yan Xian cannot be made up at all.
With four eyes opposite, the young man in black, who was like Zang Feng waiting to be enlightened, suddenly said, "you are very powerful. You are different from all swordsmen I have seen. Your sword meaning is too pure, as if you have experienced the tempering of real blood and fire."
Hearing this, Jian Wushuang's originally calm state of mind couldn't help but have a ripple.
In this very short period of time, you can guess the characteristics that Jian Wushuang wants to hide. He is definitely a terrible existence.