Xiuxian is like this

Zhao Wuyou didn't know whether to go or stay, remembering the mission on his body, he took off the wine gourd that was as big as a palm from his waist, moved to the gorgeous red shirt, bent down and filled half of Lu Bei's cup.

She changed into a red dance dress with a lower collar than the daytime one, which belonged to the paid version, her waist bowed slowly, and the scent of fragrance hit people.

"Thank you, I really quit."

Lu Bei waved his hands repeatedly, pushed away the wine glass in front of him, faced the abyss fearlessly, and added without squinting: "You danced very well, don't dance next time."

It's cheap to deliver to your door, don't look at it for nothing.

Naihe only watched for a while and the play started again, he raised his hand to cover his eyes, and said subduedly: "Sister Zhao, can you change your clothes, this big red robe made me think of some unhappy things."

What unhappy things, is it a childhood sweetheart?

Zhao Wuyou was slightly taken aback, seeing that Lu Bei was so sad, he made up his childhood sweetheart, talking about the promise of long hair reaching his waist and a red wedding dress, and finally parting from life and death, the picture freezes in the lonely grave.

It turns out that Sect Master Lu is also a person with a story.

Zhao Wuyou secretly thought that he was pitiful, and after thinking about it, he was also a pitiful person, and sighed faintly.She bowed and stepped back to change her clothes. After a while, she came to the banquet hall in armor, with silver hair and shawls, her heroic posture and unique beauty.

"This is good!"

Lu Bei clapped his hands and applauded, white hair + light armor, and covered so tightly, the feeling of subduing temptation came immediately.

This is called a business trip!

There is something wrong with this person's designation!

Zhao Wuyou slandered, sat cross-legged across from Lu Bei, raised his hand to urge him to drink, remembering that Lu Bei had quit, he picked up a cup and drank it.

"Cough cough cough-"

The wine drank down his throat, and his heart sank with sorrow. After Zhao Wuyou coughed violently a few times, he filled another glass to suppress his shock.

At this time, Lu Bei took the wine gourd, and found that the exquisitely shaped gourd was a piece of space equipment, and when he smelled the spirit of the wine, he secretly thought it was outrageous.

Xuanlong's winemaking industry is much stronger than he imagined. The wine in the gourd is transformed into aura, and it is three points drunk. His body can carry it, and Zhao Wuyou is probably enough to choke.

"Sister Zhao, have another cup, don't worry, drink slowly."

"Thank you, Sect Master Lu, just call me Wuyou. My surname is no longer Zhao."

Zhao Wuyou used kung fu to remove the smell of alcohol, his cheeks were slightly drunk, his eyes were a little misty, he looked down to see that the glass was full, and he subconsciously picked it up.

There is something wrong with this wine designation!

Lu Bei guessed in his heart, and poured another glass for Zhao Wuyou: "Good drinker, Mr. Lu will offer you a glass of tea instead of wine. If you do it, I'll do whatever I want."

"..."

Zhao Wuyou felt that something was wrong, but she was here to get drunk, and it was easy to handle things when she drank too much, so she didn't refuse, drinking one cup after another.

After drinking for three rounds, the painting style in the field changed drastically.

Zhao Wuyou changed from a socially reserved person to a social terrorist, with an exquisite face blushing, frowning seriously, holding a wine glass in one hand, and patting Lu Bei's shoulder with the other: "That's weird, where did we just talk about?"

"You did it, as I wanted."

Lu Bei removed the wine glass and handed the wine gourd to Zhao Wuyou's hand. The latter suddenly realized that he had indeed said this sentence, and then looked up for a while.

"Sect Master Lu, you don't know that my father was really not to blame for that battle. The information was wrong, and a large number of defenders were dispatched to help the distant place, and the monsters caught the gap..."

"My father has been in the army all his life, and he never left his armor. He has made great military exploits for Xuanlong. Even if he has no merit, he has worked hard. The merits and demerits will not make up for the crime..."

"The family will desperately snatch the remains of my father. There are no bones left, and I can't even make out the complete appearance."

"He is loyal to the country, but His Majesty..."

The more Zhao Wuyou drank, the more sad he became, and he talked more and more. Tears mixed with the wine and he drank it together, crying so hard that he was heart-piercing.

Lu Bei failed to have fun, and after hearing some crying, his mood became worse, he pinched Zhao Wuyou's chin, and slapped Zhao Wuyou.

Don't say anything, it's all in the wine.

"ton ton ton—"

Bang!

Baimao bumped his forehead against the square table, and there was no sound for a while, then struggled to hold it up a moment later, and said with blurred eyes: "Remember, as long as I am pregnant with the blood of Sect Master Lu and give birth to a genius swordsman for Xuanlong, my father will The grievances can be washed away. Sect Master Lu, please do me a favor, bear with me, I will be over soon."

After finishing speaking, she crawled across the square table with hands and feet together, entangled Lu Bei like an octopus, her red lips breathed out the smell of alcohol, and her eyelashes trembled to meet him.

"Sister Zhao, I'm behind you. What are you doing holding that pillar? It won't allow you to complete the task." Lu Bei squatted obediently by the side, making a trumpet with his hand and whispering BB.

Then he saw that Zhao Wuyou roughly untied 'him' his clothes, and pushed 'him' to the ground with a bang.

That is to say, put your hands forward, push away the red paint on the pillar, and then smash the pillar to the ground with a bang.

It was very pornographic and violent, so Lu Bei couldn't help taking out the jade slips to record, thinking that the other party was a poor person, he resignedly gave up.

Bang! ! !

Cracks in the dark space exploded, and raging winds roiled the banquet hall.

Lu Bei turned around and saw that Zhao Wuxie was in a mess and fell in the air. Behind him was Mu Lichen who was chasing after him with a sword in his hands.

The three of them looked at each other and were all taken aback.

Seeing Lu Bei with an innocent face, and Zhao Wuyou who was wrestling with a pillar, Zhao Wuxie folded his fan to cover his face, and the corners of Mu Lichen's mouth twitched.

"Sect Master Lu, I know you are wronged, and it will be over soon, please cooperate with me, don't be like a log!"

"Hey, why do you only have one leg?"

"..." x3

"Then what, the suzerain won't let her drink, she insisted on drinking, and then... that's it."

Lu Bei scratched his head shyly, and said to Mu Lichen: "Master, you go fight somewhere else, the time is quiet here, if you persuade me for a while, that sister should be a good man."

Are you sure you are following the law and not throwing yourself into the river after sobering up?

Mu Lichen secretly thought it was bad luck, the suzerain's belt was tighter than he imagined, it was completely different from what Lin Buyan said, so he didn't worry about it.

The long sword split the black crack, and Mu Lichen stepped in, walking fast and hurriedly.

On the side, Zhao Wuxie pointed a flash of light on Zhao Wuyou's shoulder, and the latter's body froze, as if the mute button had been pressed, and even his breathing stopped.

After freezing for two or three seconds, Zhao Wuyou slowly lay down and became silent.

Whether he passed out directly, or passed out because he was sober and shameless to see others, Lu Bei didn't dare to say, and didn't dare to ask, so he smiled patronizingly.

"Sect Master Lu, I'm sorry, Wuyou is too drunk, please don't take offense, my little brother will take her away and don't disturb Sect Master Lu's cleanliness." Zhao Wuxie smiled wryly, he asked Zhao Wuyou to drink with Lu Bei, But she was not allowed to drink so much.

"No, it's her."

Lu Bei happily bared his back molars, pointed at Zhao Wuyou and said, "He has a very good personality, and this suzerain is very fond of him. Brother Zhao, please don't change people. I won't watch the dance without her tomorrow."

"..." x2

After Lezi finished watching, Lu Bei patted his buttocks and stood up, violently tearing open the void with both hands, and disappeared with one step.

Only Zhao Wuxie and Zhao Wuyou were left in the field, one standing and the other lying down.

Zhao Wuxie closed the folding fan, picked up the wine gourd and shook it, and said helplessly: "Get up, everyone is gone, there is no one else."

Zhao Wuyou didn't move at all, as if he was drunk.

"Wuyou, don't feel ashamed. Although it's really embarrassing, you haven't made any achievements tonight, at least..."

Zhao Wuxie couldn't help shaking his head, and said with a suppressed smile: "It's a crooked attack, Sect Master Lu just said that he likes you, so it's definitely not okay to change Wuxia."

After finishing speaking, he saw that Zhao Wuyou was still motionless, his figure flickered, and he disappeared in place.

After a long time, after confirming that there was indeed no one around, Zhao Wuyou sat up dejectedly, rubbed his swollen and sore forehead, thinking that he would be ashamed to see others in the future.

The smell of alcohol was gone, but the process of drunkenness was extremely clear, and she blushed for a while, hesitated for a while, and said very sadly and angrily:

"There's something wrong with that person's appointment."

Chapter 498 Seeing the injustice, Lu draws his sword to help

Time flies for three days.

The painting boat chased the waves along the river and arrived at the destination. Zhao Wuxie found four sword cultivators who were proficient in sword intent, including two sword cultivators of Baijianmen.

The two of them are very interested in the Heavenly Sword Sect Master who defeated the sword murderer Dugu, and happily come to experience the Immortal Sword Intent, and if possible, win a small round to rectify the name of their sect.

Baijianmen is Baijianmen, not Xuanlong Tianjianzong. Other sword cultivators believe that "XXOO Tianjianzong" is a good reputation. Baijianmen Jianxiu doesn't agree with it. They only want to be themselves, not to be second .

Coincidentally, Lu Bei also has a strong interest in Baijianmen. This school of swordsmanship is known as "thousands of swordsmanship, hundred kinds of swordsmanship". He has the blood nest skill next to him, and he feels that he has entered the experience room.

Actually it is not.

The competition of sword intent ends, it is only limited to the exchange of ideas, not a battle of life and death, the two sides fought peacefully.

In addition to the national conditions of Xuanlong, the four swordsmen did not want to be injured during the sparring. Seeing that they were no match for Lu Bei, they resolutely surrendered and surrendered. As a result, he couldn't find a chance to bleed him, let alone his prostitution skills.

Very sad.

The four sword cultivators were also very upset. What was the meaning of the Immortal Sword that they had agreed upon?

There is no Immortal Sword Intent, but there is Nine Sword Intent. The three of Mu Lichen stood on top of each other, each with a Nine Sword in their hands, and four sword cultivators exchanged Sword Intent, and both sides benefited a lot.

Fighting swords depends on understanding, not swiping swords to compare who has more blood. Lu Bei has nothing but aptitude, so he can only stand aside and stare blankly.

It's useless to be anxious, Xuanlong's national conditions make the local monks extremely stable, and they will never hurt their peace if they can't hurt their peace. Even if they compete for dual monks, they will go to the front to earn military merits and see who kills more monsters.

For three days and three days, Zhao Wuxie introduced a few more swordsmen to Lu Bei, all of them were mediocre swordsmen above the Void Refining Realm, and Lu Bei's spirits languished in the fights, and every time he just flashed + jumped and chopped grass.

And because it's a sparring, you can't even get a defeat experience.

The three of Mu Lichen have gained a lot, their kendo qualifications are good, and they rely on their understanding to earn money in every battle. They feel that the suzerain has a long-term vision, and this trip is worthwhile.

Lu Bei was downcast, and Zhao Wuxie was not happy. He agreed that he would lose every battle, but he didn't lose even once, which caused him to save a bunch of white-haired sisters, all of which fell into his hands.

To say that the most unhappy person must be Zhao Wuyou. Since she died that night, she has been thinking about going to the front line and never seeing Lu Bei again.

It's a pity that Zhao Wuyou's words don't count, Lu Zongzhu calls her name every day, asks her to go to the bell every day, and even asks her to drink after dancing. go in.

There is something wrong with this person's designation!

……

"There is something wrong with your appointment."

Lu Bei sneaked into Zhan Hongqu's room while his old father was out fishing. The latter learned that Lu Bei was looking for fun, not really enjoying watching beauties dance.

Zhan Hongqu leaned on Lu Bei's shoulder, and complained happily: "Zhao's sister Jiao Didi is a great beauty, her family background is so miserable, you actually make fun of her, do you still have a conscience?"

Of course, it depends on the situation to decide whether to use it.

Lu Bei gave the correct answer in his heart, turned the steering wheel, and got on the highway directly: "Sister Zhan, you know mine, my conscience is not with me, you put it away, otherwise how could you have two..."

In the middle of the conversation, the red-faced Zhan Hongqu covered his mouth and was warned not to talk nonsense.

"Okay, listen to you, let's be serious."

Lu Bei lifted his delicate chin, looked at Zhan Hongqu affectionately, and waited until the latter blushed and his heart was beating before slowly opening his mouth: "Don't call her sister, I can call her sister of the Zhao family. You don't have to be Senior Sister Zhan, maybe she will still call her sister." Not as old as you!"

Chop red song: ...

She was as cold as ice for a second, and she hammered Lu Bei's chest fiercely with her small fists. The high-ranking monks were full of love, and their punches and kicks were so powerful that ordinary people couldn't bear it.

Lu Bei possessed excellent martial arts, and had just mastered the art of capture, so he could bear this grievance, and he pressed the chopping red song with a snap.

At this time, the straight man of steel returned the same way to the other, imitating the example, punching his chest with small fists, and he couldn't bear any grievances.

The top scumbag came to collect debts at this time, determined to get his conscience back, afraid of taking the wrong one, so he deliberated and compared for a while.

In broad daylight, Zhan Hongqu didn't expect Lu Bei to be so bold, and he didn't care about flirting with him, so he hurriedly pulled out his hand, snapped, and set up a sword talisman barrier.

The enchantment is essential, if the old father finds out, the suzerain should kneel in front of the elder and beg him not to die in a panic.

The 150+ kendo girl is sloppy and has suffered from inexperience. She is far less mature and stable than Mu Lichen, so this barrier only isolates perception and has no shock-absorbing effect.

Fortunately, it didn't work, Lu Bei didn't intend to do anything serious, tried a couple of times, and tried a few more times, but couldn't get back his lost conscience, so he resignedly gave up.

He lifted Zhan Hongqu's chin, tapped it on the red lips, and said with a smirk: "Senior Sister has kept her face cold and silent these days, is it because Junior Brother flirts with other women, so she is sullen?"

"You did it on purpose, it's necrotic."

"I'm so bad, do you like it?"

"..."

"Tell me, do you like it?"