"No wonder Young Master Huanshi has to toast. Buqi Tianjian can come here, but it has given enough face to the Young Master Huanshi."

In everyone's surprise, the young master of Fantasy had already walked to Buqi Tianjian and raised the wine glass in his hand.

Buqi Tianjian also raised his wine glass and drank it all in one gulp.

The young master of Fantasy World asked curiously: "Why, will you come here today?"

Buqi Tianjian still looked silent and said, "Because, drinking here is not expensive."

The young master of Fantasy was obviously stunned, and then laughed: "Since Brother Tianjian is here, he is welcome, so he can drink wine at will."

"The wine has been drunk, it's very delicious. After drinking three cups, I can help you kill one person." Buqi Tianjian still had the same expression, but after his words, everyone around him looked over with surprise.

In the crowd, a man with a slightly red face and a slightly drunk look as if he suddenly remembered something and said loudly: "I remembered that Buqi Tianjian has never had more than two drinks. Today, he drank three drinks!"

"Drink three cups and you can help the other party kill one. It turns out that Buqi Tianjian has such rules." In the crowd, a man in a scholar's uniform and even looked smart suddenly reacted, quickly stepped forward, raised the wine glass in his hand and bowed to Buqi Tianjian and said, "Buqi Gongzi, I'll give you a cup."

As he said that, he did not wait for Buqi Tianjian to speak, but he raised his head and drank the wine in his glass in one gulp.

Buqi Tianjian sat motionlessly, waiting for the other party to drink all the wine, then he said calmly: "The first glass of wine, the second glass of wine is delicious. I didn't plan to drink it again after drinking it. But Huanshi came to worship, so I drank another glass.

As for you, I don't deserve it."

The man standing opposite the Buqi Tianjian raised his wine glass with an awkward look on his face, but for a moment he didn't know what to do.

Everyone around looked at each other, but shook their heads and sighed secretly. Sure enough, there was no such a good thing in the world that could be picked up for nothing.

Buqi Tianjian, as a genius, has his own pride.

The former young master of Fantasy World had no idea about the rules of Buqi Tianjian and had no purpose toast, so Buqi Tianjian drank the third glass of wine.

But if everyone knows the rules of Buqi Tianjian and wants to drink with Buqi Tianjian, Buqi Tianjian will not drink it again.

The young master of Fantasy looked at Buqi Tianjian in surprise, paused for a moment before speaking, "Thank you for your kindness, Brother Tianjian, but I killed someone in Fantasy, and I never need to borrow someone else's hand." As I spoke, a strong sense of confidence surged out of his body.

"My promise will always be effective." Buqi Tianjian stood up, picked up only half of the iron sword, turned around and walked out the door, and disappeared from everyone's sight in a blink of an eye.

In the lobby, everyone looked at the back of Buqi Tianjian leaving, but they all sighed.

"If a person lives to the point of being free and easy as a chess and a sword in his life, it will be worth it."

"I once read an ancient book. In a certain era, there were many people like Buqi Tianjian, but now, people like him are already weird people in our eyes."

Zheng Shiyi sighed softly in his heart that he had read an ancient book. There was indeed an era before, when people at that time made a promise and pursued their own freedom.

But later, gradually, there were fewer and fewer people in that kind of person. Now, the chess and sky swords still have such ancient style, which is really admirable.

While everyone was sighing, a voice full of evil spirit came from outside the lobby.

"Xianshi, what's the point of drinking with these people? Our fellow Demon Sect has already booked the Nuanxiang Pavilion and gathered for you. Let's go with me. Those who are there are all young geniuses of our Demon Sect."

As soon as he finished speaking, a man with a strange face walked in from outside the door. He looked like he was not old and looked very evil.

"Young Master Evil Wind!"

"It's him!"

After seeing the person coming clearly, many people couldn't help but take a step back. Young Master Xie Feng, this is a young genius of the Demon Sect who is no less famous than Young Master Fantasy.

But, when he spoke like this, where did he place the people present? What is such a person? This is a contempt for them.

"Xiefeng, you are not afraid of the wind blowing your tongue." In the crowd, an old man who had looked over 60 years old suddenly stood up from the seat, staring at Young Master Xiefeng with an angry look on his face and scolded: "There are so many heroes here, but you have to shout people away directly. Are you not giving face to all the heroes?"

"Hero? You are the ones?" Young Master Xie Feng swept across the faces of everyone present with disdain and sneered: "Why, don't accept it? If you don't accept it, go to the ring."

"You..." The old man's face turned red, showing an extremely atmosphere, but he didn't dare to answer for a while.

Perhaps after today, Mr. Xie Feng’s name will be suppressed by Mr. Fantasy, but after all, he is also a person who was once as famous as Mr. Fantasy.

Although the Demon Sect has been divided into pieces, its power is still there.

Even if the great sects have always been afraid of them, let alone themselves and their family.

Everyone around heard the sound and fell silent one by one.

The originally lively winery suddenly became quiet.

In silence, the young master of the Fantasy World sounded slowly.

"Yefeng, I am the one who won today. If you celebrate, you should come to me, not to your side. Calling me over is not in accordance with the rules. Why do you think you are the leader of the Demon Cult?"

Everyone was surprised when they heard the dumb words of the young master of Fantasy World, but full of toughness.

The Young Master Fantasy is a member of the Demon Sect, and this Young Master Xiefeng is also a member of the Demon Sect. The Young Master Xiefeng is kind enough to invite the Young Master Fantasy. Why is Young Master Fantasy so unwilling to give to the other side?

Zheng Shiyi stood on the side of the young master of Fantasy World with a normal expression, sighing in his heart that the Demon Sect is indeed powerful infighting. If it were other disciples of the long-lasting sect, how could they ignore the other party's face after meeting?

Although Young Master Xie Feng had long expected that Young Master Fantasy would not say anything good, he heard Young Master Fantasy's ruthless voice, an unpleasant look flashed across his face. Then he seemed to remember something, but a strange and joking look appeared on his face: "What, are you sure you won't go? Now the person who invites you is the Six Desire Demon Dragon."

Everyone around heard the sound, but they were suddenly shocked.

The young master of Fantasy World looked at the opposite side without smiling, but his expression became ugly.

Zheng Shiyi looked at the people around him whose face changed drastically, then looked at the young master of Fantasy with an ugly face on one side, and a look of doubt appeared on his face. Who are these Six Desire Demon Dragons?

Peng Junyue stood aside, looked at Zheng Shiyi with confusion, and sighed slightly. Although Zheng Shiyi was more powerful than before, he was often a local bun who had never seen the world, and he didn't even know the Six Desire Demon Dragons.

He sighed in his heart, and he softly introduced in a voice that only two people could hear: "The strongest heroes of the younger generation of the Demon Cult are Dragon, Emperor, and Emperor.

The dragon among them is the Six Desire Demon Dragon.

The Young Master of Fantasy World is also one of the strongest talents. He is known to have fought with the Emperor and the Emperor, but he is not at a disadvantage. But he suffered a great loss from the Six Desire Demon Dragon.

The Six Desire Demon Dragon's skill is to completely restrain the Young Master of the Fantasy World. The strongest inner demon can't escape the seven emotions and six desires. The Young Master of the Fantasy World is almost unable to extricate the Supreme Six Desires and Heavenly Art of the Six Desire Demon Dragons.

It is precisely because of this that the young master of the Fantasy World was ranked below the three masters of the Demon Cult. After all, the other three people fought each other and had never heard of anyone who suffered a great loss."

Zheng Shiyi showed a look of surprise on his face. Senior Brother Huanshi, among the younger generation of the Demon Sect, is not the strongest hero!

However, the young master of Fantasy quickly regained his calm expression, and his confidence surged out of his body again. He looked at the opposite side and said, "Speaking of this, I haven't fought with the Six Desire Demon Dragons for a long time. If you have time, you can have a chance to have a chance to compete."

"Search?" Young Master Xie Feng said sarcastically: "I think you'd better not want it. You lost to the Six Desire Demon Dragon Lord last time, but you were defeated miserably. You finally defeated a so-called Tianxuan Sect Master in the Imperial Capital. You just gained fame, so don't be embarrassed anymore."

A murderous aura flashed through the eyes of the young master of Fantasy World. Looking at the young master of Xie Feng opposite him, his tone became even colder, and he said in a cold voice: "Whoever wins and whoever loses, you will know if you try it in the future."

If it weren't for the imperial capital, he would have taken action to kill the evil wind.

Young Master Xie Feng seemed to have not felt the murderous aura of the Young Master Fantasy, or he didn't care about the Young Master Fantasy at all. It seemed that he hadn't felt anything, but still had a sense of superiority. He looked at Young Master Fantasy and asked, "Fantasy, don't you really go?"

"Don't go." After saying the two words, Young Master Huanshi ignored Master Xie Feng, turned around and walked behind him. But just as he had just taken a step, a voice came from outside the door.

"If you don't come, I'll come."

The sound was crisp, but it was a woman's voice.

woman?

In the lobby, everyone's eyes looked towards the door.

A bamboo sedan chair appeared in everyone's sight.

Under the bamboo sedan chair, six young men with similar figures and even handsome appearances carried the sedan chair and slowly walked into the hall. There were six people, each of them, a handsome man who was chosen by everyone.

In the sedan chair, a beautiful woman was a little bit handsome and half-sitting in the middle of the sedan chair. Although she was wearing gorgeous men's clothing, she even looked heroic, like a young man in a big family.

But even if you don’t look at her concave figure, just looking at her exquisite face, you can tell that this is a woman!

The woman had a cynical smile like an ordinary young man on her face. She gently opened the folding fan in her hand, and four large black characters with flying dragons and phoenixes appeared on the white folding fan.

Six Desire Demon Dragons!

Everyone around them stared at the beautiful woman in the sedan chair with disbelief. She is really the Six Desire Demon Dragon?

A long time ago, they had heard of the name of the Six Desire Demon Dragon, but they had never seen the Six Desire Demon Dragon. They just heard the rumors and looked at the name, and everyone should have thought that this was a man.
Chapter completed!