The murder was just a lie, and the war between Gao Hua and Liu Ergou ended quickly. While Yang Duan Gong was still hesitating about how to attack Shi Gangqiu, Liu Ergou's screams had already come. There was no hesitation anymore. In Shi Gangqiu's begging for mercy, Yang Duan Gong inserted the magic weapon into his heart. As Shi Gangqiu's struggled body stopped moving, Yang Duan Gong breathed a sigh of relief. When he raised his head, Gao Hua had already appeared in front of him.

"My promise is still valid. You can go and don't stay here again. God has given you the fate to be together. That is your fate, so cherish it."

Gao Hua threw the storage ring obtained from Liu Ergou to Yang Duangong, leaving a word, and then floated away, leaving behind a pair of people and ghosts holding their heads and crying.

"Interestingly, it seems that not all the descendants of the family are prodigal sons and playboys. This is fine, maybe my affairs will go smoothly." In a dark corner where Gao Hua and the others had never noticed, the old man who followed him looked at Gao Hua's figure who was about to disappear in the darkness from a distance and whispered softly. Then he turned his gaze to one person and one ghost, and a murderous intent overflowed from his sharp eyes, but for some reason, after two breaths, the murderous intent disappeared like a tide receding. As he disappeared, his figure seemed to have never appeared before.

Unexpectedly, Yang Duan Gong, who had escaped, got up and picked up the ring that Gao Hua threw, then pulled the female ghost to the direction where Gao Hua left, knelt down three times before he helped each other to leave. They didn't know that it would be a long time since they met Gao Hua next time. At that time, they were fortunate to witness a strong man who despised the world.

People say that there are many rich people in the world. When Gao Hua approached Shengsheng Town, a strange scene appeared in front of him. The awning, a banquet, a lantern swinging in the wind, an old man sat on the ground, and the small dining table in front of him was filled with steaming dishes. The seat opposite the old man was empty, but the dishes that had not been moved and a glass of overflowing wine were all told to outsiders that the old man's guests had not arrived yet.

Such a strange and novel scene made Gao Hua's heart beat, and he thought of the special situation in the rebirth town. He then let go of his tight brows. He turned out to be a man waiting for a ghost. He had seen a real ghost, so he no longer had his previous interest in the old man's words about the next person. Besides, waiting for a ghost chat really doesn't matter to him. Instead of provoking trouble and causing misunderstandings from the other party, it's better to go find Niu Er, which is his own business.

"The road to cultivation is long, and the past has become empty. There are wine and vegetables here. I am an elderly man, and I am single, and I am a single man. Why not come to rest? The junction of this man and ghost is no longer elegant and vulgar. People sigh that time is not forgiving others, but who knows whether life is a fictional plot or time abandons life. Wine is a good wine, and people just have a heart to interact with. You must like to hear what I want to say. We have wine and things, and in this wilderness, we must be a fun thing in chatting."

When Gao Hua was about to pass by the old man, he walked into the town, the old man sitting upright spoke. Although his words were not verbose, the meaning was a bit difficult to understand. Gao Hua looked around and confirmed that there was no one except him and the old man, and there was no ghost he thought.

"Old man, is the young man you are talking about?"

"Haha...Who does the young hero think it is?"

"But we have never met each other before, and it seems a bit like that in this way."

"Are you afraid?"

"I'll be afraid! Old man, this statement is really not funny."

"Come and sit down, there are wine, stories, and a heart of sincere invitation."

"Old man, I don't want to lie to you. I only have two situations for alcohol. I am either drinking or on the way to drinking. Don't ask me how much alcohol I can drink, because I can keep drinking. So you have to be drunk and have the awareness of drunkenness when drinking with me. If you can do this, I am interested in accompanying you to a round. But the premise must be OK, I will never care about you if you are drunk."

"It's useless to say more, sit down and try it. Since you are a good wine, you will have a good wine on your body. Why not share it so as not to say that I'm doing something on the wine? I remember a long time ago, a man who claimed to be a wine jar also said something like a young hero, but unfortunately it was caused by the inner organs. Since then, he never dared to drink a drop of wine again."

"What is the wine jar? I'm still a winery. This is wine, old man, do you dare to drink it?" Gao Hua walked into the pergola, moved the empty bowl on the table, and two jars of wine appeared while waving his hand.

The old man was stunned at first, then laughed and tore the seal of the jar with one hand. Then in Gao Hua's eyes, the old man put the jar beside his mouth and moved his throat slightly, and the sound of wine entering his stomach sounded.

call...

When the wine jar was put on the table by the old man, the wine in the wine jar had decreased by one-third. The old man was drinking at the speed of drinking, so he saw Gao Hua's toothache, but he had just made a harsh words. How could a young man admit his conscience in front of the old man? As usual, Gao Hua's drinking speed was indeed not as fast as the old man, but the degree of the amount of wine disappeared was clearly seen in the eyes of the cultivator. The only difference from the old man was that the hands placed on the wine jar were already trembling slightly, and the rosy face was quite obvious.

"I can drink wine all the time, but the story you talk about seems to be ongoing. With wine and stories, this is the joy of drinking!"

Gao Hua quickly pressed the old man's hand that reached to the wine jar with quick eyes, spit out a sip of wine, and said with a flushed face.

"Hey! It's good to be young! You can bully the elderly with a strong and open manner. I can't do this kind of work, so as not to say that I rely on my seniority to be a prostitute. Since the young hero wants to listen to the story, as a condition for inviting you, I should inform you in detail, just hope that the young hero can give me an idea after listening to it?"

"It's normal for the elderly to laugh at me. But I have always regarded respecting the elderly and loving the young as the standard of life, and I have never lost my face. I want to hear the story."

"Haha. The young man said this, but I'm wrong, so let's tell the story first."

"please..."

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Eight thousand years ago, a young man came to Li Xuan Continent. He was brought here from a remote galaxy and entered the ranks of cultivators. At that time, this continent was ruled by the four great venerables, and the two tribes of humans and demons could live in peace. Therefore, the forces of various sects rose one after another. This young man was fortunate to join the Xingyi Sect, a major sect at that time, and became an alchemy apprentice. Later, the young man's talent in elixir was shown and he was accepted as a disciple by the alchemy elder and was given a name to enlightenment.

As the youngest junior brother, Zaiwu was very cared for by his fellow disciples. He selected materials and refined them into the furnace and tempered them. Almost all his senior brothers taught him step by step. Zaiwu was very happy at that time. With the care of his mentor and the mutual support and help between his fellow disciples, this young man who was away from his hometown felt another warmth in a foreign land. In this way, this young man spent three hundred years in the sect.

In three hundred years, he had gone from a junior brother to a master uncle, and his master changed from an elder to an elder. The eldest brother took over the position of alchemy elder, and the sect was still growing and developing smoothly. Zhiwu thought he would accompany the sect, master, and all the senior brothers in this way. However, God disappointed him. One day three years after his senior brother took over as the elder, several special guests came to the sect. The arrival of these guests completely changed the fate of his sect. He could not stop it, and the sect could not stop it, because these guests were from the four great venerables.
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