"Hmph, he is cheating, otherwise how could I lose to him!" The little war god Yang Bing couldn't hold on to his face and explained this.

"If you don't fight, you won't know each other, if you don't fight, you won't know each other. The battle between the Dragon Gate has nothing to do with grudges. It's fate that the two of you can meet today. Let's sit down and have a drink together, and then be a confidant on the road of cultivation. Come on, let's drink together." Song Shenhou is really popular, so he took the initiative to mediate.

Zhu Minglang and this multi-armed monster did not rise to the point of never ending, so they took the initiative to give him a cup.

Yang Bing drank a stern face and reluctantly drank it, then said, "You have chosen for the little place. It is quite capable to reach that height in the dragon gate..."

"Chengrang, Brother Yang gave in." Zhu Minglang said modestly.

The other people were interested in Zhu Minglang's deeds in the Dragon Gate. Zhu Minglang naturally would not say too much. He just briefly said that after defeating Yang Bing, he found a place to hide. When the time came, he left the Dragon Gate and did not make any name for him.

Yang Bing died in Longmen very early, so naturally he didn't know what happened afterwards.

If these people knew that Zhu Minglang had cut off Hua Qiu, they would probably have been scared away.

Song Shenhou brought good wine. After three rounds of wine, he had already begun to call him brothers. The female dream master was no longer as alert as before, and even made indirect moves to learn about the story of the Scarlet God from Zhu Minglang.

Of course, Zhu Minglang would not tell her the story. The female dreamer originally planned to wait for Zhu Minglang to sleep drunk and sneak into Zhu Minglang's dream to find the answer. However, when the female dreamer had this idea, Zhu Minglang's eyes became a little sharp, as if they could see through her intentions. The female dreamer was frightened and sweated. When she looked at Zhu Minglang carefully, she found that Zhu Minglang was still smiling, not much different from Hexu's unprepared appearance just now. It seemed that the sharp and terrifying eyes just now were just the fantasy of the female dreamer.

The female dream master shook her head and immediately gave up the dangerous idea just now.

For some reason, her intuition told her that if she did not sneak into his dream without the man's permission, she would probably not be able to get out alive.

Everyone drank until late at night. The night in Xuange Shendu was peaceful and peaceful. There was no need to worry about any small underworld coming to harassment. Even if you walk in the empty alley at midnight, there was no need to worry about those soul-catching monsters.

...

Zhu Minglang was still half drunk. From these people, Zhu Minglang still learned a lot of interesting information. At least there are about ten righteous gods in the Tianshu Shen Gang who were not selected by the Longmen of the Realm, but by Hua Qiu, Xuan Ge, Ming Meng, Zhaoyao and other gods with relatively high status.

Therefore, the thirty-three righteous gods in the Tianshu Shengang actually have the flavor of forming cliques. If Zhu Minglang wants to move any god, he must first sort out his relationship network.

Zhu Minglang has already clearly offended Zhaoyao God.

Zhaoyao could not know nothing about the destruction of Hongtian Peak and Heitian Peak. So Song Shenhou and Li Wangshan Sect Master also heard that Zhaoyao Tian Peak was destroyed by a mysterious god...

Zhaoyao wore a pair of pants with Hua Qiu, and Zhu Minglang was not considered a mistaken person.

As for Xuan Ge...

On the surface, Xuan Ge is more opposed to the violent rule of China and Qiu, but Xuan Ge is adjacent to Hua Qiu's God Kingdom, but Hua Qiu allows Xuan Ge to be so powerful and prosperous. Whether there are other secrets hidden in this cannot be explained clearly.

...

Zhu Minglang walked slowly along the long Xiashan Street with half a pot of wine.

He originally planned to walk towards the temple and appreciate the style of the Xuange Temple, but there was a vague idea, which was stopping him from continuing to walk towards the temple.

Just as Zhu Minglang was about to return, a young woman was sitting on an empty stall on the road, shaking her slender legs, looking around bored, as if waiting for someone.

Zhu Minglang saw her first, and his face showed a look of surprise.

The young woman finally saw Zhu Minglang, her little face full of disbelief!

"I wish you a bright future!" The young woman trotted up, filled with a happy smile, like a blooming daffodil.

"Dragon Grain Chief Manager!" Zhu Minglang greeted him and smiled from the bottom of his heart.

No matter how romantic and beautiful this god is, it is not as pleasant as seeing an old friend coming.

"Sister said, I will meet you when I wait here in midnight tonight. I didn't expect to meet you. Where have I died in these three years?" Fang Niannian was like a little resentful woman, but she couldn't help but be happy to see Zhu Minglang, and her eyes were crescent.

After three years, the girl has grown up and is a beautiful girl!

"Did Xinghua ask you to wait for me here?" Zhu Minglang asked.

"Yes, my sister is so amazing, this can be counted. Ah, by the way, I have told me to hand it over to you as soon as possible." Fang Niannian took out a small letter paper, which was folded neatly and beautifully.

Zhu Minglang took it and saw that the handwriting on it was drawn by Li Xing.

The Longmen has been around for several months, and the four or five months of traveling, it has been almost half a year since I saw these delicate small characters. Just seeing the face of Li Xing painted in Zhu Minglang's mind.

I miss you very much, I miss you very much.

"Young Master, you can't go forward any more." Li Xingdai only wrote such a simple line of words, and nothing else.

Zhu Minglang looked up at the Xiashan Caidao leading to the Xuange Temple.

In fact, Zhu Minglang has already planned to stop. He has a very strange intuition, that is, he inexplicably walked towards the temple tonight and might fall into the track of destiny carefully arranged by a god...

Although you won’t have any worries about your life, you will lead to a passive situation.

"Is Xinghua even saying anything?" Zhu Minglang asked.

"No, she only told me to intercept you here. Wow, why are you smelling alcohol? Have you just come out of the place where you drink wine? Zhu Minglang, you are too much. If your sisters are not here, you will be happy everywhere. I smell the strong smell of rouge, a scumbag!" Fang Niannian said angrily.

"I just drank wine with some little gods and demigods all night. Since Xinghua told me not to go forward, then go back." Zhu Minglang said.

Zhu Minglang took Fang Niannian, who ran out in the middle of the night, back to Xiashan Villa, and asked about their affairs in the past three years along the way.

...

The long Xiashan Avenue is extremely quiet, and most residents have fallen asleep, and even the places of romance have stopped making noise.

A bridge crossing the Qingqing City River, a woman covered in a simple silk robe stood by the bridge shore, under a willow tree that is not easy to detect.

From time to time, she looked up at the stone bridge, as if she was waiting for something.
Chapter completed!