I have a passive skill.

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"friend?"

The slovenly man glanced at the jug that suddenly boiled away.

His eyes sank, and the boiling water instantly became quiet.

"Maybe you misread it. I don't look like anyone. In this world, I am who I am."

He waved his hands, curling his palms.

The wine glass on Sang Lao's table came into his hands.

After finishing all this, the sloppy man raised his eyes and turned to look at the old man opposite.

The brilliance that burst out from the cloudy eyes was domineering.

"You're young, but your tone is not small."

Sang Lao sneered, and also raised his eyes. After looking up and down the man, his eyes fixed on the sack beside his feet.

He couldn't see what was inside!

"The old man suggests that you go for plastic surgery and change your face, and amputate your limbs by the way, otherwise..."

Calmly withdrawing his gaze, Elder Sang cast his gaze on this man's face, and jokingly said: "Otherwise, with your face, you could easily be hacked to death while walking on the road."

"Senior Lao is worried."

The slovenly man nodded his thanks, looked at it carefully while holding the wine glass, and said: "There is something that I don't quite understand, can I ask senior to give me some advice?"

Knowing that the other person is not good, he will not answer his own words at all.

So without waiting for a reply, he continued to ask:

"Sometimes, why do people choose to get drunk?"

"It's obviously a way to paralyze the self. It burns the throat and hurts the body. It's easy to dream after drinking it, and it's hard to hold a sword after swallowing it..."

"Wine, should this kind of thing really exist in the world?"

"Return it to me if you don't drink." Sang Lao knocked on the table.

"Oh, yes..."

The sloppy man seemed to remember something, and suddenly said: "There is another saying, wine is strong and cowardly!"

"Is it because of this reason that the strong in the world also need to drink a cup before hesitating whether to kill?"

He raised his head with a smile.

Old Sang fingered the frame on the table.

Suddenly.

With a sound of "bang", the chopstick holder on the table flew straight up.

"laugh."

There was no other movement, only a disdainful snort, a chopstick flew out of the chopstick holder, and shot at the slovenly man with a whoosh.

"sharp."

The sloppy man gave a thumbs-up and raised his eyebrows.

The flying chopsticks suddenly exploded with infinite sword energy, reversed in the void, and reflected towards Sang Lao.

"Trash sword intent."

As soon as Sang Lao's grass hat was pressed, the air temperature rose suddenly.

In the next second, the chopsticks tube that had barely landed on the table exploded, and all the chopsticks inside flew up.

Dozens of phantoms instantly ignited white flames and shot out.

"Boom!"

The chopsticks that flew solo couldn't stop this kind of attack at all. When they met in the void, they were directly poked open from the center without leaving ashes, and were burned in the void on the spot.

"Chichichi..."

Blood sprayed.

The sloppy man put down his wine glass in pain.

Lowering his head, he looked at the dozens of wooden chopsticks burning with white flames in front of his chest, which were already half-submerged.

He rolled his hand and wrapped the white flames on it.

With a swipe of the sword, this scorching energy was sent into the broken stream of the void.

Then he gritted his teeth and pulled out the chopsticks one by one, and said weakly: "Senior is amazing, he taught me the truth of being outnumbered in no time."

Elder Sang looked at him and fell silent.

outnumbered...

What on earth is this guy coming here for?

"What's your name?"

he asked again.

"I said, the name is not important, the important thing is that you are drunk."

The slovenly man carefully inserted the blood-stained wooden chopsticks back into the chopstick holder, got up and thought for a while, then put down a piece of spirit coin, and said sincerely: "I have settled the debt for you, go away, there is no need to give another life. "

"Interesting, you are interesting."

Old Sang smiled: "You know the truth of being outnumbered, and there are tools under your feet, why don't you use them?"

As he spoke, he looked down and pointedly looked at the sack beside him.

"It's not necessary, it's really not necessary."

The slovenly man pulled up the sack, and there was a "bang bang bang bang" sound from the inside.

He came to Sang Lao's table and stopped, sighed: "If you can't beat it, you can't beat it. I know how much I am, so there is no need to make a move."

"If you don't try, how do you know you can't beat it?"

Sang Lao sneered, "Where is the blood of young people? Where is it? In this regard, you are not even as good as my apprentice."

"young……"

The sloppy man groaned, then raised his four fingers, and said: "Some people look young, but their bodies are already crippled."

"same……"

He paused, stared deeply at the old man in front of him, and said: "Some people look healthy, but they are not strong on the outside, so I don't know."

"Hahaha!"

Elder Sang laughed loudly: "Weak birds will hesitate before preying, and be timid; real beasts will only choose to go forward!"

"Are you determined to die?"

The sloppy man was puzzled and said, "Isn't that an act of a stupid beast?"

"you think too much."

Elder Sang also patted the table and got up, was about to speak, but suddenly fell silent, turned his head and looked at the sky outside the window.

Above the sky, a beam of light from the spiritual formation soared into the sky.

In an instant, the air flow dispelled the clouds, as if the gods descended.

"Om-"

On the ten-mile long street, swords blared and chanted.

The curtain of the restaurant suddenly shook.

Even Xiaoer knows it at this moment.

According to the legend, Gou Wuyue, one of the Seven Sword Immortals who only seven people can get the title, has already arrived in Azure Dragon City.

"I should leave."

Sang Lao patted the sloppy man on the shoulder, "If you are young and promising, you should do more meaningful things, so..."

He looked at the attire of the person in front of him, shook his head and said with a smile, "No matter how similar the attire is, it won't be 'yes'!"

"I said it, I never 'like', I just 'yes'!"

The sloppy man stared coldly, as if he was angry.

"it is good."

"You are 'yes', you continue to 'yes', the old man will not argue with you, and there will be no time later."

Sang Lao passed him and walked to the door.

The sloppy man clenched his fists, "You can't go out!"

"The sky is big and the earth is big. It's just a wine shop, and it's not a cage. Why can't I get out?"

Elder Sang laughed.

With every step he took, his aura suddenly rose.

When they reached the door, the dilapidated wine shop was already rickety, as if it was about to collapse completely.

Xiao Er, who was hiding behind the curtain, was already stiff.

He listened to the whole process of this conversation.

Even if I can't understand sometimes, it doesn't affect the sentence said by the sloppy uncle in front.

now.

Seven Sword Immortal Gou Wuyue has arrived.

The old man wanted to choose to leave.

What do you want?

The answer is self-evident!

"My dear mother, boss, do you know who came to your dilapidated wine shop?"

"They... no, he, he actually wants to kill Wuyue Sword Immortal?"

"This, this, this mother, I want a job that can make a living. As for me, they won't silence me!"

"laugh!"

While thinking wildly, the door curtain suddenly snorted and was cut off.

Xiao Er was stunned.

He looked at the door curtain that was completely hanging on the ground, which should have been able to cover his lower body.

After realizing that the sword energy had just passed, his deception was useless.

Hesitatingly lowering the curtain, Xiao Er saw a scene he will never forget.

In the dilapidated restaurant, tables and chairs were floating, bowls and chopsticks were scattered, all floating in the void, bursting with infinite white sword energy.

And the point of all things, the target, is the old man with grass hat who has already walked to the door.

"Edict!"

The sloppy man chopped down with both fingers, and the pots and pans floating in the void suddenly slashed towards the old man's back.

"Be careful!"

Xiao Er screamed in his heart.

If someone is killed in the restaurant, let alone himself, the boss may not be able to escape the law enforcement of the Imperial Guards of Qinglong City.

Willingness to rescue.

But unable to recover.

Xiao Er fell limply to the ground.

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