In the octagonal pavilion, Ye Chonglou and Si Qingnang drank wine, ate their sixties, and ate fried skewers. It was like having a New Year's Eve dinner.

Outside the pavilion.

The fireworks were constantly set off, making a "bang bang bang" sound.

Ordinary, ordinary, and romantic.

Ye Chonglou ate a bunch of roasted kidneys and asked, "By the way, why are there fireworks everywhere in the imperial capital today?"

"Oh, it's to celebrate the leveling of multiple S-level restricted areas and the killing of several eighth-level monsters."

Si Qingnang ate his mouthful while answering Ye Chonglou's doubts.

"Didn't Jiu Jueding show up in the imperial capital, and they have been promoting their achievements in the past two days."

"What is the white-gold double-winged tiger of the Great Snow Mountain, what is the flying ghost-faced scorpion of the vast sea desert, what is the sky blue-eyed dragon of the ridge of the earth."

Ye Chonglou listened to her.

The flying ghost-faced scorpion and the sky blue-eyed dragon mentioned above are all real eighth-order monsters, capable of sweeping the strength of Yan Weiguo and Granny Jin.

no way.

Such a terrifying monster, even Yan Weiguo and the others, can only be reduced to a unit of measurement of combat power.

Only the unrivaled powerhouse at the top of the Nine Absolutes can slay a real eighth-order monster.

Ye Chonglou smiled and said: "These nine tops, for the sake of their disciples participating in the Angel Project, revealed all their cards and ran to the S-level restricted area and the SS-level restricted area one by one, hunting down the eighth-level monsters."

"Angel Project..."

Si Qingnang's beautiful eyes lit up.

"I've heard Granny Si mention it, but I'm not qualified to participate."

The entire human race only got 10 places.

With Si Qingnang's level, strength, and background, he really doesn't have that qualification.

Ye Chonglou shook his head disapprovingly and said, "If you want to participate, I'm sure I'll get you a spot, but it's not necessary."

He took Si Qingnang's slender hand, and his voice became solemn.

"With me protecting you, you don't need to participate in any angel project."

"At that time, we will have to face the stinky faces of the angels and elves, heh..."

Ye Chonglou sneered disdainfully.

Angels and elves are notoriously arrogant.

Even if Ye Chonglou hadn't met them formally, he could still imagine what it would be like to deal with them.

Si Qingnang was held by Ye Chonglou, her pretty face flushed slightly, and she snorted softly, "Who wants your protection?"

"I have the body of the Five Poisons and Plague Gods, whoever will die!"

Ye Chonglou laughed and praised Si Qingnang for being so powerful.

A case of beer, drunk to the end, there are not many cans left.

When Ye Chonglou drank to the end, everyone was intoxicated when he was not intoxicated. Suddenly, he became very poetic and full of sword spirit.

Holding the beer can in one hand, he slapped the railing of the stone chair with the other, jumped out of the stone pavilion, and danced under the moonlit night.

"Sword come!"

Ye Chonglou gave a soft drink.

A mouthful of black sword energy, condensed into a solid sword weapon, was held in his hand.

Ye Chonglou stepped on the waves of the pond, while dancing with his sword, he recited poems:

"The sword-wielding red dust is already insane, and there is wine to go up to the sky."

"You Xing plays with the sun and the moon, drunk in the clouds and laughing at the world."

"Wow hoo hoo!"

The water in the pond splashed, reflecting the galaxy in the night sky. Ye Chonglou stepped on it, as if crushing the stars and the bright moon, and then climbed into the sky.

The black long sword in his hand was danced exquisitely by Ye Chonglou, his swordsmanship was mysterious.

Cloud, pick, stab, wipe, cut, point, etc.

The sword is in the hand, like an arm and a finger, and when it is shaken, there are heavy sword shadows, sometimes floating like a fright, sometimes lifting it like a weight, sometimes shooting nine heavens, and sometimes chopping mountains with aloes.

Si Qingnang, who was sitting in the octagonal pavilion, couldn't help but stare insanely.

The verse in Ye Chonglou's mouth changed again:

"Drinking hundreds of cups of fine wine, dancing drunkenly with a long sword pointing at the void."

"The heels are playing with the stars, and the sky and the earth are red with a long whistle."

He pointed the long sword in his hand towards the sky.

time.

A beam of sword energy rushed straight to the bullfight market, split the ocean of fireworks in the night sky, and plunged into the deep space on the other side! .

Chapter 374

"Ding, congratulations to the host, comprehend the skill [Bullfighting Chongxu Sword]!"

"Ding, congratulations to the host, comprehend the skill [Chasing the stars and chasing the moon]!"

System prompts rang in Ye Chonglou's ears one after another.

But he didn't care, he just followed his feeling and kept waving the sword in his hand, chasing the end of the sword path.

In terms of swordsmanship, Ye Chonglou is a genius, but he is far behind the white emperor Su Mubai.

It's not that Ye Chonglou's talent is inferior to Su Mubai's.

After all, even Su Qingyang, the patriarch of the Su family, recognized Ye Chonglou's talent.

only.

Su Mubai has been immersed in the way of swordsman for at least 50 to [-] years, and the depth of accumulation is far beyond that of Ye Zhonglou.

Ye Chonglou has only awakened to the swordsman profession for less than a year, so it's no wonder he can catch up to Su Mubai.

Also considering Ye Chonglou's accumulation problem, Su Mubai did not teach him the sword of the great way.

Ye Chonglou still needs to continue his studies in kendo.

Fortunately.

He who was promoted to the Sword Immortal of Wine, by virtue of drinking and his own talent, he was able to comprehend the way of swordsmanship.

Accumulation is also a rapid progress, I am afraid that it is more than a thousand times faster than ordinary people learning swords!

Late at night.

The fireworks in the sky stopped.

Ye Chonglou's drunkenness dissipated, so he put away his sword energy, and returned to the room with Si Qingnang.

Another night of in-depth understanding of the story.

The next day.

Ye Chonglou was not in a hurry to go to the restricted area, hunt monsters, and upgrade his level.

He is now level 91, so he can learn the Void Cauldron Great Luotian presented by the Qing Emperor.

This is domain skill!

now.

Zizai Buddha Kingdom can only be opened once a month, and it is not suitable for use against enemies. Ye Chonglou still needs to learn a new domain skill.

Xu Ding Da Luo Tian is the best choice.

If he learns the Void Cauldron Da Luotian, and then deals with Tu Yumen Daoman, he can be directly refined to death.

Even if the opponent has the eight-foot Qiong Gouyu!

After all, the eight-foot Qiong Gouyu is not a magic weapon, nor is it omnipotent.

"The domain skills are unpredictable and involve the subspace, so it is indeed difficult to learn."

"However, I have the foundation of alchemy with the Void Cauldron. If I want to learn the Void Cauldron Da Luotian, naturally it will be twice the result with half the effort."

"After becoming the Void Ding Da Luotian, no matter how many monsters I face, I just need to put them into the domain and kill them with different fires."

Ye Chonglou was drinking tea while reading the skill book.

On the table, there is tea brewed by Si Qing.

A gold-plated incense burner is lit with agarwood, and the fragrance rises.

outside the window.

On the tree where the leaves have not yet fallen, there are cages hanging, and the birds inside are jumping around and chirping.

Peaceful and serene mornings to relax the mind.

These two days have been too busy, Ye Chonglou just took this opportunity to take a rest.

The sun rises to the roof.

Before I knew it, it was noon.

Si Qingnang, who was busy going out, came back.

The imperial capital ushered in the first snow of winter.

Si Qingnang took off his beret and scarf, shook Bai Xue, hung them on the hanger, and put down three high-end bags.

She is now wearing the turbidity-cleaning glass pill, so she doesn't need to wear the plague doctor's suit to isolate the plague from the body of the five poisonous plague gods.

"Heavy building."

Si Qingnang said happily.

"have you eaten?"

Ye Chonglou, who was studying the skills of Xuding Daluotian, raised his head and asked.

"It can be regarded as a meal, someone treats you."

Si Qingnang came over and put a postcard with gold letters on a black background, which looked very high-end and yet low-key, on the table.

Ye Chonglou glanced at it.

Three large gilt letters on a black postcard:

Yang Kaiyu.

Upon closer inspection, he turned out to be the chairman of a listed company.

"My surname is Yang, is it the son of Yang Jungong?"

Ye Chonglou raised his head, and what caught his eyes was the fruit of Si Qingnang, a shape that could not be concealed by a sweater.

Si Qingnang snapped his fingers and nodded playfully: "You are smart, you got the answer right."

"Didn't you tell me before that you wanted to contact Yang Jungong's family and exchange for fragments of the Dragon Shaking Ruler?"

"Yes, they agreed." Ye Chonglou asked.

"I almost agreed, but I want to see you."

Si Qingnang turned on the mobile phone navigation, pointed to the location, and said, "It's at the Imperial Hotel."

"That's fine, I'll see you for sure, after all, I want Yang Jungong's two dragon-shaking rulers."

Ye Chonglou stood up, ready to set off with Si Qingnang.

"Change your clothes, every day is the same as summer."

Si Qingnang gave Ye Chonglou a white look.

Ye Chonglou rubbed his nose and replied, "My clothes are almost like these."

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