Chapter Five Hundred and Fifty-Ninth Talk Nonsense, the Head Is Not Safe

? The promotion of the sect to the sect is a happy event.

A few days ago, Jun Changxiao planned to hold a big banquet. Now that Ma Yunteng and others are here to congratulate, it will be today.

It is rare for the disciples of the Wangu Sect to not go to practice, and they happily eat and drink.

Three rounds of wine.

Su Xiaomo and Li Fei blushed and played guessing.

Because I'm a beginner and don't understand the rules, you quarreled with me for a long time, and I didn't drink a bowl of wine.

Li Shangtian was the most direct. He didn't play any kind of boxing and guessing. He held a jar of wine to see who was not pleasing to the eye to drink, and finally fought with Cui Bujian.

"Come on!"

"I'm afraid you won't succeed!"

The two of them put their legs on the chair, rolled up their sleeves, hugged a full jar of wine and poured their heads up.

The disciples next to him were booing blindly and having a great time.

Li Qingyang and Xiao Xunji are more reserved.

However, every time a junior and senior brother came with a drink, it was always the same.

During this period of time, the disciples of the Wangu Sect have been focusing on their cultivation, and they rarely have the opportunity to relax, so they tacitly did not use spiritual energy to resolve alcohol.

Drinking for celebration is meaningless if you stay sober all the time.

"Sect Master."

Watching the group of Eternal Sect disciples having fun, Ma Yunteng raised the wine and said with a smile, "These disciples of yours are very happy."

Jun Changxiao picked up the wine and said with a smile, "This seat is also very happy."

He has always been committed to building a warm and big family. From the current point of view, there is no intrigue or intrigue among the disciples, and it is undoubtedly a success.

"Little sister."

Liu Wanshi brought the wine and said, "You can't drink."

"Sister."

Yao Mengying begged: "I'll just take a sip,

Can you do it! "

The little girl has awakened the innate demon body, and the senior brothers and sisters take great care of her as always, just like the jewel in the palm of the ancient sect.

Everyone was having a good time, and she wanted to get involved, so she had the idea of ​​drinking.

"no."

Liu Wanshi said, "You are still young."

As he said that, he picked up the bowl of wine, but before he moved it to his lips, Li Luoqiu, who was sitting next to him, took it back and said, "You are not too old."

Therefore, Liu Wanshi and Yao Mengying pressed their chins against the table, their eyes filled with envy, staring at the brothers and sisters who were drinking.

...

"Sect Master."

Outside the mountain gate, Ma Yunteng, Xie Guangkun and the others, who were drinking flushed, bowed their hands and said, "Farewell."

"Go all the way!" Jun Chang smiled.

Everyone walked down the stairs, and no one mentioned the "strongest sect of all ages" written on the card from beginning to end.

It's not that I didn't mention it, but when I was drinking, I thought about it carefully. It seems that the arrogance and strength of the sect lord Jun is the most normal.

"Wang Guzong's food is really delicious!"

"No, a disciple of Sect Master Jun won the championship in the cooking competition."

"By the way, do you think that Elder Zhen is a little familiar?"

"I also have this feeling, as if I've seen it somewhere!"

"I remember! Twenty years ago, Yangzhou in the southwest held an array competition, and it seems that he was the guest of honor by the city lord of Wangcheng!"

"Zhen Dejun! He is Zhen Dejun!"

"Oh my god, that's a formation king, how could he become the elder of the Eternal Ancient Sect!"

The city owner and the family owners who descended the mountain were arguing.

...

After the banquet was over, the disciples of the Wangu Sect did not go to practice, because Jun Changxiao specifically allowed them to have a good rest for a day.

Suddenly not cultivating, the big guys are still not used to it, so they help one black and two black to clean up the tableware, tables, chairs and benches.

Taking advantage of the wine, Su Xiaomo called out the juniors and brothers, stood on the martial arts arena and began to brag.

Jun Changxiao stood alone on the roof of the main hall, the breeze blew, and he felt relieved immediately.

Ten thousand disciples, five sects.

The distance to become the strongest sect in the Starfall Continent is undoubtedly a step further.

"call!"

Jun Changxiao took a deep breath and said, "This is just the beginning, and the sect has a long way to go in the future."

...

Crunch!

call------

In an inn, the outer door was pushed open, and the cold wind came in like a knife, carrying heavy snow with goose feathers.

Wu Xiu, who was drinking and having fun inside, stopped abruptly, turned his head to look out the door, and saw a woman in white clothes walking in.

"Brother, this woman is so beautiful!" A warrior's eyes glowed.

The martial artist who called his eldest brother hit him on the head and said in a low voice, "When you go out, put your eyes on the bright spot."

"Yes Yes."

The beaten warrior quickly retracted his gaze.

The others turned their heads one after another and continued drinking, chatting and spanking, but only occasionally looked over and couldn't help but wonder in their hearts that there are such beautiful women in this world.

In the Starfall Continent, except for the occasional slutty disciples of the big family, most of the normal low-level martial artists live very cautiously, instead of daring to flirt with beautiful women.

not to mention.

This is the land of the ice field. There is only this inn in a radius of hundreds of miles. A woman who dares to come alone is definitely not an ordinary person.

"This girl."

The shop assistant greeted him with a smile and said, "Are you hitting the tip or staying at the store?"

"Tip."

The woman in white found a seat by the window and sat down, her words were colder than the north wind whistling outside.

"What does the girl want to eat?"

"casual."

After all, the shop assistant has seen many customers, and hurriedly smiled: "Please wait a moment."

Since the woman in white sat down, her bright eyes have always looked out the window.

"Have you heard that there is an iron-clad sect in Yangzhou in the southwest!" Someone said with a grin after drinking a bowl of wine.

"More than I heard, I also know that this sect has now been promoted to sect."

The woman in white heard the words, and there was a very subtle ups and downs between her eyebrows.

"Isn't it? It seems that this iron-boned sect has not become famous for a long time, and it has been promoted to a sect so soon?"

"I heard that the name seems to have changed, what is it called Wan... Yes, yes, it is called Wan Guzong!" Someone said.

Wan Guzong?

The white-clothed woman frowned slightly and said secretly, "Is he serious?"

"A sect that has just been promoted to the fifth-rate, dare to use the name of 'Eternal', it is really arrogant."

"This is in a remote place like Yangzhou in the southwest, which makes a small sect so beautiful. If it were in Luzhou in the northeast, the sect would have been abused long ago."

The man said raising the bowl.

call out!

Suddenly, the sword light flashed by.

The martial artist looked sluggish, because the hand holding the bowl slipped out of his eyes and fell on the table.

what---------

Screams sounded.

Many warriors in the inn looked at the window in horror.

I saw the woman in white put the unsheathed sword lightly on the table and said, "If you talk nonsense again, your head will not be protected."

These simple eight words contain endless chills, making everyone present feel chills on their backs!

this woman.

It's really not that simple!