Daqin Fusu's dimensional chat group

"And an arrogant person will not go after any peerless magic weapon. In the eyes of such a person, there is no kind of magic weapon in the world that is worthy of him. A top-notch weapon."

Ye Gucheng tightly held the hilt of the long sword hanging from his waist, calming down the throbbing of the long sword, also full of emotion.

Although Fusu was not a swordsman like him and Ximen Chuuxue, he was a warrior like them.

"Although Mr. Fusu's martial arts skills overwhelm everyone, but today's competition is about drinking. The competition between Lao Ye and Mr. Fusu has not yet been decided, ahem!"

Li Xun Huan continued to speak, but the perennial lung disease caused Li Xun Huan to cough before he could speak a few words.

"Cousin, are you okay?"

Beside Li Xunhuan, a young girl asked with concern.

"Cousin, I'm fine."

Just like Li Xunhuan said, when he chose to hurt his cousin Lin Shiyin and force her to leave his side, Li Xunhuan had already lost her.

During the time in the group, Li Xunhuan closed his own world and witnessed the same story with his own eyes.

When Fusu was about to merge into Xiao Li Feidao's world, Li Xunhuan made the only request.

That is when all the plots have not yet started, let him go back to the time when he has not lost his cousin Lin Shiyin.

"Cousin, please drink less wine."

Although Lin Shiyin blamed her, her tone was as gentle as ever.

"After today, I won't drink."

Just when the two couples were in love with each other, the village rain in Fusu's hand went up and down, splitting open a jar of aged wine, and the fine wine in the broken jar was lifted up by the blade of the knife and splashed into the air.

"Um,,,"

Chitong snorted softly, and her fair and translucent cheeks flushed instantly.

"Sister Chitong is drunk?"

"Boy Sasuke, you said Chitong girl can drink a glass of wine? I think half a glass is too much for this amount of alcohol."

Tony put his arm on Sasuke's shoulder and said speechlessly.

"I said a cup is a cup, do you have a problem with this humanoid self-propelled cannon?"

Sasuke raised his eyebrows and said contemptuously to Tony.

For an innocent boy like him, it's natural that Tony, an experienced flower busher, would not like it everywhere.

"No."

Tony rolled his eyes and didn't care about Sasuke's bad attitude.

Anyway, this second-year-old youth never saw himself as having a good face, and he got used to it when he saw it.

"You said that Fusu is planning to drink in that pretentious way?"

"Brother Fusu is so powerful, how could I guess!"

Just as Tony expected, as soon as Fusu was mentioned, Sasuke, the little fanboy, didn't care about Tony's arm on his shoulder, and focused on Fusu's movements.

319 Caught Rape on the Spot

Time slowed down.

The wine splashed in the air is like staying in mid-air, waiting for the passage of time again.

Fusu's original intention was to use Ximen Chuuxue's sword intent to break Ye Gucheng's sword intent, after all, the two swordsmen's swordsmanship completely restrained each other.

Ye Gucheng's Heavenly Flying Immortal is a fusion of thousands of swordsmanship in the world, becoming a fairy swordsmanship.

But Ximen Chuuxue's sword is extremely simple, a sword technique only for killing people.

However, since no one was willing to borrow the long sword, and Fusu couldn't refuse Chitong's weapon, it was naturally not suitable to borrow Ximen Chuuxue's sword intent.

After dancing a few saber gestures, Fusu could feel the indulgence of his arms and fingers, but he didn't dare to use too much strength, for fear of accidentally hurting this cute and cute sister.

In this way, Fusu, who can't let go of his hands and feet, will inevitably lose to Ye Gucheng.

In this way, it will be even worse.

Didn't you see the guys behind the few people eager to try their hands, as long as Fusu shows weakness, I'm afraid he will definitely carry him back at night.

In fact, it’s okay to carry it back. It’s nothing for a man to get drunk, just be afraid, and which woman’s bed he will go to is a very big problem.

Don't get up next to your newly married wife, but the groom who was caught by the newly married wife on the spot to sleep with other women on the wedding night.

Caressing the slightly trembling blade, after Fusu gave up the idea of ​​borrowing Ximen Chuuxue's sword intent, he was not helpless.

The long knife danced lightly, without any strength.

But it is such a simple waving, in the eyes of everyone, it is a completely different scene.

I saw a girl who was exactly the same as Chitong walking out from the blade, holding a bronze cup, scooped up a cup of fine wine stagnant in the air, leaned on Fusu's body, and put the wine in the cup into Fusu's mouth.

The girl who looks like red pupils has a charm that red pupils don't have on her face, presenting a completely different beauty.

Everyone knows that this girl is not Chi Tong, nor is it the illusion of will in the blade, but the power of the mind that is drawn by Fusu's sword technique to confuse people's hearts.

It's just because the long knife in his hand is a personal weapon that Chitong doesn't distinguish from each other, so it looks like Chitong.

Chi Tong, whose face was already drunk, looked at the scene on the field, and the blush on his face deepened a little.

It's not to blame Fusu's behavior, it's just that the instinct of a girl makes her shy and embarrassing.

When the girl drank the last glass of wine, she walked into the blade again and became Murasame in everyone's eyes.

"It's ugly."

Originally, the last glass of wine just now should be the fantasy girl holding the last sip of wine in her mouth, and then sent it to Fusu's mouth.

But when the girl turned into the appearance of Chitong, Fusu had already begun to regret practicing this sword technique born out of the flying fairy, not to mention lip-to-mouth with the phantom who looked the same as Chitong's sister.

"Although in the end, I still feel that there is something unsatisfactory, but Mr. Fusu can actually practice Tianwai Feixian to this level, and I am convinced."

Ye Gucheng frankly admitted defeat, simply and unrestrainedly.

"Let's not talk about who wins and who loses, but on the wedding day, leave two wives behind and hang out with other women. Is this what a husband should do?"

At some point, Tu Shan Yaya and Tu Shan Rongrong, who were dressed in red, were standing among the crowd, looking at Fusu who handed Cun Yu back to the red pupil with a smile.