Putting aside the embarrassing appearance just now, Wang Zheng wears a white Taoist robe with a fairy-child style.

At this moment, he suddenly shouted loudly, and both sides were slightly stunned and stopped and looked at Wang Zheng together.

"What does Taoist Chunxiang mean?"

Zhu Cong, a scholar of the wonderful hand, stared at Wang Zheng and asked.

"Ha ha."

Wang Zheng Suzhi's reason for not slapping people with smiley faces. He first laughed, then hugged Zhu Cong and said, "Hello, Brother Zhu, Second Brother."

"You're okay, too."

Zhu Cong also smiled and replied with a greeting.

Wang Zheng said: "Hey, it's boring, it's really boring."

"Why did Taoist priest say this?"

Ke Zhenye asked.

"Everyone is a martial arts hero, there is no need to hurt the harmony like this." Wang Zheng said: "Master Jiao Mu invited such a table of dishes. If we fight here without picking up chopsticks, wouldn't it be a waste of food? Wasting food is shameful. Do you know how many people can't even afford to eat."

"We? Hum!"

Wusei Wuxiang curled his lips. He didn't move a single chopstick. Wang Zheng and Li Zhichang ate more than anyone else. I was so angry.

“…”

The six monsters in Jiangnan glanced at the messy Panzhan on the table, and they all remained silent.

Wang Zheng then said, "What is Master Jiao Mu's status? He is a monk. What if he really hides two widows? He hasn't done anything yet. Do you guys have to fight for your life?"

"this……"

Jiang Nan heard this strangely, his old face turned red, and he realized that he seemed to have been used as a knife.

"Fellow Taoist! What are you talking about?" Jiao Mu immediately trembled all over when he heard this.

"Teacher Jiao Mu, don't be angry." Wang Zheng smiled and said, "This is just an assumption. If you don't hide a widow, that's better. You are a monk, don't violate the precept of anger because of this."

"You! You! You!" Jiao Mu stared at his eyes and couldn't speak in anger.

He could see that the worst person on the scene was this stinky Taoist priest.

First, praise yourself as a monk, and then stop yourself from the widow.

If he ignores him, he will just talk nonsense. He will be a Buddhist monk who violates the precept of anger... It is neither said nor said nor said it. It is simply unreasonable.

“…”

Qiu Chuji in the game is the same as in martial arts novels, both have a straight temper. Although the two widows in Wang Zheng's mouth are both the widows of Qiu Chuji's friend, it can be seen that Wang Zheng was so sarcastic that he almost laughed out loud, and his old face turned red.

Jiangnan's strangeness changed from being tense before to being a show-watching attitude.

Seeing that everyone calmed down, Wang Zheng continued, "Master Qiu is the first to be chivalrous. I am also a chivalrous man. I have long admired the reputation of my great name. If you want to fight, you may not have to fight a lot. If anyone really hurts whom, the happiest thing is definitely someone else. Don't be used as a knife, do you think so, Master Jiao Mu."

Speaking of this, Wang Zheng glanced at Jiao Mu again.

"Amitabha!"

The monk Jiao Mu's eyes were slightly closed, and he simply didn't match him.

"It's reasonable!" Ke Zhenye said: "What are the great opinions of Taoist Master Yi Chunxiang?"

"It's easy to say!"

Wang Zheng said: "Master Qiu brought so many fine wines when he came. Why don't you see the best at the dinner table? You can compete with each other without hurting the harmony."

"What Master Chun said is very true."

Qiu Chuji's eyes lit up and said, "Qiu has always loved wine as much as his life. It is a blessing in this life to be able to compete with the Seven Heroes of Jiangnan in the wine table."

"Master Chunxiang is aware of it!"

Ke Zhene also hugged Wang Zheng and clapped his fists.

"Harmony is the most important, and harmony is the most important." Wang Zheng said with a smile: "Since you have no objection, then let's start, waiter, bring the sea bowl."

As soon as Wang Zheng finished speaking, a handsome waiter rushed upstairs with a stack of bowls in his arms.

"Oh hee?"

Wang Zheng was shocked. This waiter's light skills were quite awesome.

"The youngest brother's surname is noble?"

"Xiao's surname Bai." The waiter came over enthusiastically and asked, "Do you guys have any other requests?"

"How can I have wine or no food?"

As he said that, Wang Zheng pointed to the messy dishes on the table and said, "Prepare two more tables for the same wine and food, and only one table will come up, and pack the other table for me and record it on Master Jiao Mu's account."

Colorless and formless, Li Zhichang: "..."

"Master Jiao Mu has no objection, right? This is your business, I'm for your own good." Wang Zheng turned around and asked Jiao Mu.

"Amitabha, Amitabha!"

Jiao Mu had a hideous face and forced Amitabha Buddha to pronounce "WCNM" tone.

"Okay!"

The little brother flew downstairs.

Qiu Chuji gently placed the copper tripod on the floor, scooped out a bowl of wine and handed it over, and then scooped it a bowl himself and said, "Seven, who will compete with me?"

Ke Zhenye took the wine and said, "We, the seven monsters in Jiangnan, have always been advancing and retreating together, fighting together, drinking together with wine, which is seven for thousands of troops and seven for one person."

Good guy!

Wang Zheng was shocked.

Ke Zhene looked quite upright, but unexpectedly, he was more shameless than himself, so he said that he was so righteous.

"Senior brother, see what you came up with a bad idea." Li Zhichang Ke Zhenye actually wanted to fight justice for seven against one, and couldn't help but complain about Wang Zheng.

If you fight, Qiu Chuji has a high level of cultivation and may still have some chance of winning. If you drink one or seven, Qiu Chuji will definitely lose.

After all, if you can drink it alone, you can drink more than seven more?

"Don't panic."

Wang Zheng said: "Aren't we still there?"

"us?"

Li Zhichang said: "We can't go there either, there are seven of them."

"Who said you were allowed to drink!"

Wang Zheng said: "The most powerful of the seven opposite is Ke Zhene. He is the boss and must be the first one to go on. If he drinks too much later, I will go on to get Jiao Mu!"

"I……"

Li Zhichang was stunned.

As this guy said just now, he is so proud that he is holding on here.

"That brother, I'll be wronged and mess with Han Xiaoying." Li Zhichang said.

"No! You go and make a colorless and formless."

Wang Zheng said: "The Seven Monsters in Jiangnan just blocked us from doing tasks, and they were not very effective. Qiu Chuji could hold them alone. As long as we catch the old monk Jiao Mu, the task will be completed. Jiao Mu's cultivation is not weak. You must solve the problem of colorlessness and formlessness as soon as possible, and don't let him make trouble."

"I……"

Li Zhichang said: "Wu Se Wu Xiang is an elite master of Sansha Village. I'm afraid I can't beat him."

"Can you attack the sneak attack?" Wang Zheng said.

"This space is so small that you will be seen every move. How can I attack you?"

"Front-face sneak attack!"

"How to attack the frontal side?" Li Zhichang was confused. He could only stab the knife in the back. This was the first time he heard of the sneak attack in front.

"You can do this..." Wang Zheng said.

"You are still awesome with your senior brother." Li Zhi was convinced.

...

When Wang Zheng and Li Zhichang were discussing tactics, Qiu Chuji and the Seven Monsters of Jiangnan had already exchanged cups and drank dozens of bowls, and one-fifth of the wine in the bronze tripod beside him had gone down.

Ke Zhene's face turned slightly red, but Qiu Chuji was not drunk at all.

"Qiu Chuji's alcohol content is good..." Li Zhi couldn't help but sigh.

This guy must not be a 2 pound?
Chapter completed!