The reborn master is hard to do

Chapter 91: Misty Mountains

The drunk monster didn't mind, and said with a sneer: "You can do whatever you want."

Because the drunken monster knew that Chu Cunmo and the others had no chance of winning the alcohol competition with him, but the goblet that held the wine changed, and he was born with wine, so how could he get drunk.

The reason why he is willing to compete with them is just like a cat that has caught a mouse, he wants to have fun before starting, so that it tastes good!

After such a round, Chu Yijin also gradually began to be overwhelmed, and slapped the empty bowl in his hand on the table, hiccupped and said helplessly: "Thousands of rivers and mountains are always love, so drink one less bowl." Ok?"

The drunk stopped me with a weird smile: "A thousand cups of wine are rare for a bosom friend, so I can drink as much as I can." But I had another calculation in my heart, when you all drink enough, I will taste good!

Chu Yijin had never drank so much wine before, and now the smell of the fragrant wine made her feel nauseous.Whispering in Chu Cunmo's ear, "Brother Chu, we're really screwed now."

Chu Cunmo also knew that the decision he made today really hurt everyone. Originally, his original intention was to delay time. Even if he was not drunk, at least he could relax his vigilance and let them escape. Opportunity.

But who would have thought that they were all drunk, the drunk monster was still not the slightest bit drunk, and even the voice of his speech was still the same as before.

The drunken monster put down the empty bowl in his hand, his eyes were as sharp as a leopard staring at its prey, with a greedy look in his eyes, and he said leisurely: "You have lost, and then you should keep your promise and let me deal with it."

Chu Cunmo calmly filled up the wine from the wine pool, and poured it towards the face of the drunken monster, "Borrowing what you said just now, there are only a thousand cups of wine when you meet a bosom friend. If you can't drink, you have to run away! Red flames come out of their sheaths!"

After finishing speaking, Chu Cunmo pushed Chu Yijin to the side of Lu Chiping and Mu Weichun, and attacked the drunk monster alone, "You go first, I will hold him back!"

The drunken monster obviously didn't expect Chu Cunmo to make such a sudden move, so he was splashed straight on, and the clothes on his chest were mostly wet. When he came back to his senses, he stared at Chu Cunmo gloomily, and easily avoided the attack. Passing the sword intent of the Chiyan Sword, he said coldly: "Hmph! The ignorant junior dares to act wild in front of the uncle!"

The drunken monster summoned the vines in the cave and rushed towards Chu Cunmo's body. Chu Cunmo raised his sword to block the vines that were rushing towards his chest, but he couldn't stop the attack from the back. To avoid back injury, he had to turn sideways After turning around, the vines still tightly wrapped around his right arm, threw him into the air suddenly, and then let go suddenly, Chu Cunmo fell to the ground so heavily, and immediately spit out a mouth full of bright red.

"Pfft! Cough cough cough..." Chu Cunmo coughed repeatedly from the blood rushing up his throat.

"Rectify your name, get out of the scabbard!"

Looking at Chu Cunmo who was in danger to buy time for them, Lu Chiping summoned the Zhengming sword and confronted the drunk monster. The moves were ruthless and merciless, and the strength of the drunk monster did not allow him to show mercy, otherwise they would die today undoubtedly!

The sleeve of Chu Cunmo's right arm was torn apart by vines, revealing a crescent-shaped birthmark. Mu Weichun took out a handkerchief, wiped the blood from Chu Cunmo's mouth, and asked, "Cunmo, How are you?"

"Brother Chu..." Chu Yijin also came to him, frowned and asked in concern, "Are you alright?"

"Ahem..." Chu Cunmo shook his head, and said softly, "I'm fine...don't worry."

"Fall from such a high place, how could..." Chu Yijin looked at Chu Cunmo, and suddenly caught a glimpse of the moon-shaped birthmark on Chu Cunmo's right arm from the corner of his eye. With that birthmark.

Mu Weichun, who was supporting Chu Cunmo, also saw the birthmark, his eyes were a little dark, and he put the bloody handkerchief back into his arms without saying a word, looked at the stunned Chu Yijin and said: "Yijin, look With Cun Mo, I will help Senior Brother Lu deal with the drunk monster."

"Well, good." Chu Yijin responded blankly.

Mu Weichun summoned his own spirit sword, "Evil, unsheath!"

At such a critical moment, you can't allow the slightest slack. Although with Mu Weichun joining, the battle situation is not so difficult, but the two sides are still playing close to each other.

But at the back, there was still a slight downturn on their side, Chu Cunmo was anxious when he saw it, he braced himself up, and wanted to step forward to help.

Knowing Chu Cunmo's intentions, Chu Yijin hurriedly pushed him to the ground, "You wait well, I'll help them!"

"Feng Ling!" Feng Ling Fan Yingzhu turned into a sword, Chu Yijin held Feng Ling sword and joined the battle.

Chu Yijin has always been kind, he always smiles at you with a cute and handsome face, Chu Cunmo has never seen Chu Yijin with such deep eyes, gloomy complexion, and murderous intent in his words. Shi Shi was a little worried, but he didn't know why Chu Yijin suddenly changed his expression.

Facing the flanking attack of the three, although the drunk monster was not able to handle it with ease, he did not dare to be as indifferent as before. He also concentrated his mind to deal with it, not paying any attention to what Chu Cunmo was doing sitting on the ground, or what he was doing. I was too conceited, and felt that Chu Cunmo would be unable to do anything after being thrown away by him.

Chu Cunmo bit the fingertip of his right index finger, and drew a talisman on the palm of his left hand. It was exactly the fixed spell that Lu Chiping had drawn for him back then. He recited the spell silently in his heart, and said to Lu Chiping and the three of them, "Hurry up and go!" open!"

The three tacitly flew away from the drunken monster and retreated, while Chu Cunmo took the opportunity to shout at the drunken monster who hadn't reacted yet, "Deal!"

The drunken monster turned his head only halfway before he was immobilized. Without the power to drive him, he fell to the ground from mid-air, and the movement was not much better than that of Chu Cunmo just now.

Lu Chiping took out his Qiankun bag, and said with a "hehe" smile: "Immortal, let you attack us just now, and now we will treat him in the same way! You are still arrogant!"

After a lot of escape experience, they finally solved this difficult problem. The four of them slumped on the ground together, looked at each other for a while, and then burst out laughing.

Lu Chiping complained, "Cunmo, what kind of bad idea did you come up with, to compare your drinking capacity with drunken monsters?"

"How can it be said to be a bad idea." Chu Cunmo argued sophistry: "At any rate, it has delayed a lot of time. Do you really want to be pickled in the wine pool like pickles and used as food reserves for him?"

"Of course I don't want to." Lu Chiping lay back and leaned against the stone table, "I just think there must be another way."

"Senior brother, don't come here." Mu Weichun teased: "I didn't know who it was just now, and I drank so happily that I couldn't pull it away."

Lu Chiping denied it: "I didn't, I was just pretending to let him relax his vigilance." Then he looked at Chu Cunmo and asked with concern: "Cunmo, how are you doing now? Can you still control the sword?"

Chu Cunmo patted his chest, said: "This little injury is not a problem." Then he asked: "But are you sober? Don't fall in the middle of the flight, it will be too ugly!"

Seeing that Chu Cunmo's face was still a little pale, Chu Yijin said worriedly: "I think your face is still not very good. Why don't we go back and rest first."

Lu Chiping looked at Chu Cunmo's face after hearing this, and agreed: "What Yi Jin said makes sense, then let's wait for now, and let the smell of alcohol dissipate from our bodies."

Sniffing the smell of alcohol in the cave, Mu Weichun said: "Then go out and stay here, it won't dissipate if you stay here for ten days and half a month."

Chu Yijin stepped forward to help Chu Cunmo, "I'll help you out."

Chu Cunmo wanted to say no, but seeing Chu Yijin's concerned expression, the words of refusal stuck in his throat, and he could only let him help him to walk out of the cave.

On the other side, Jiuye Lichen followed the guidance of Tian Jinsiling to a foggy mountain forest, because Tian Jinsiling had tied up the black fox demon forest shadow, and there was still her smell on it, so Tian Jinsiling could Perceived the approximate location of Lin Ying.

Looking at the strange dense fog and half-human-high bushes where no one can be seen three steps away, Jiuye Lichen couldn't help complaining: "Such a big mountain, such a heavy fog, even if you find it, you won't be able to find it tomorrow." Come on."

Tucao is back to Tucao, the demon is still looking for it, recalled Tian Jinsiling, and opened a protective barrier again to avoid inhaling something that shouldn't be inhaled, so he raised his long legs and walked into the forest.

Jiuye Lichen didn't make any marks along the way, and there were relatively fewer weeds in the places he walked, and he couldn't figure out why, as if he had some kind of connection with these flowers and trees, knowing where there is a way to go, usually this way It's a good thing that can't be explained, and he is too lazy to delve into it.

Jiuye Lichen stopped in his tracks and turned around in place, "Huh, this must be halfway up the mountain, right? Then..." He suddenly heard a woman's howling, and stopped talking.

"Wuuu... my poor child, who will save us..." Follow the voice, the sound becomes clearer as you walk forward, this mournful cry echoed in the silent thick fog , looks a little gloomy and weird.

--The cries of women in the deep mountains and wild forests are either ghosts or crazy.

The fog in the mountains and forests is so heavy that even ordinary martial arts masters may not dare to come, let alone a weak woman who has no strength to restrain a chicken.

Jiuye Lichen took his steps lightly, walked forward slowly, and vaguely saw a woman in purple linen clothes with her hair in a bun crying with her back turned to him, a lot of mud was stained on her clothes, her His elbows were bent, and he seemed to be holding something in his arms.

Jiuye Lichen looked around vigilantly, walked around the woman and turned to her, according to the outline, she seemed to be holding a three or four-year-old child in her arms.

Not long after coming here, a rotten smell penetrated Jiuye Lichen's nose from time to time.

"Madam, why are you here alone? Is this in your arms?"

Such a person suddenly appeared, and it was a man, the woman was not afraid, she stroked the child's cheek without raising her head, and said with a sob: "This is my child. He was strangled to death by his father. We The couple were also thrown on this mass grave by him."

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