Wei Ran subconsciously wanted to drink, but found that the wine gourd was empty. He curled his lips and said lightly: "Let them go."
Hearing this, Wen Wan nodded slightly, and then said to the three of them: "Get out! You are not welcome here!"
Yang Na's little follower knew that Wei Ran was not easy to mess with, so he quickly helped Yang Na up and walked down the mountain.
Yang Na was struggling at this moment, wanting to resist, her eyes fixed on Wen Wan. If her eyes could kill, she would want to cut Wen Wan to pieces at this moment.
Unfortunately, she doesn't have the ability.
After Yang Na goes away.
Wen Wan breathed a sigh of relief and walked to Wei Ran. Her smile was like green buds under melted ice and snow, and she whispered, "Thank you, senior brother."
Wei Ran smiled calmly and said, "Why are you thanking me? I should be thanking you. If you weren't here, I would have been beaten like a beggar again."
Wen Wan took a deep breath, put her hands on her chest, and said seriously: "Without senior brother's help, Wen Wan would not be what we are now! Senior brother's kindness cannot be repaid by Wen Wan!"
You can hear her inner excitement from her tone.
Wei Ran looked at Wen Wan's sincere eyes and said, "If you really want to thank me..."
Then he shook his empty wine gourd and said, "I like wine. These mundane rituals are not as good as a few glasses of fine wine."
Wen Wan said quickly: "Senior brother, please wait here for a moment, I will buy you a drink now."
Wei Ran waved his hand.
She would never ask Wenwan to buy wine.
Every piece of spiritual stone owned by the handyman disciple is extremely valuable, and Wei Ran will not let her waste it on this.
Wen Wan asked in confusion: "Why? Doesn't Senior Brother like to drink the wine I bought?"
Wei Ran shook his head and said: "Before this, there is a big or small problem in front of you."
"If you let the tiger go back to the mountain now, Yang Na will definitely take revenge on you in the future. Are you prepared?"
Hearing this, Wen Wan frowned and started thinking.
Wen Wan is not a fool. Now she has a deadly feud with Yang Na. Since she is still alive, she will definitely take revenge.
These two years of sect life have taught her what it means to be cruel.
If a person is not ruthless, he cannot stand firmly, and of course he cannot live long.
Wen Wan nodded and said, "Senior Brother Wei, don't worry, I won't let Yang Na disturb you."
Wei Ran said: "Since you are prepared, then work hard."
After saying that, Wei Ran stretched out, stood up with the wine gourd and said, "I won't disturb you anymore. I'm going to find some wine to drink. We'll meet again by fate."
Wen Wan said worriedly: "But senior brother has no money, how can he buy wine?"
Wei Ran said with unusual confidence: "The mountain man has his own clever plan."
Wen Wan: "..."
When Wei Ran was about to leave, Wen Wan quickly blocked his way.
And forcefully stuffed his silver into Wei Ran's belt.
Wei Ran looked at her with a smile and did not stop her.
What a stubborn girl.
Wen Wan frowned and said with a smile: "Don't worry, senior brother, I still have money, you can use it to buy a bar."
"If you don't accept it, I won't let you go!"
Wei Ran stopped refusing and accepted it directly. Then he reached out and touched Wen Wan's hair and said, "Okay, then I'll accept it."
He turned around and left with dizzy steps.
At dusk, the setting sun, he was under the woods, in the setting sun.
He was draped in clouds and humming poetry, as if all the sorrows in the world were dissolved in this gentle sunset and dissipated in the autumn wind.
Only happiness and peace remain.
Wei Ran sang loudly: "Don't worry about having no friends in the future. Who in the world doesn't know you?"
Wen Wan looked at Wei Ran's back, which was about to fall down at any time, and heard his echo echoing in the mountains. Her heart felt as warm as spring, and she murmured: "Ban the Immortal..."
…
Liuye Town is a big town, and this street is already very prosperous and lively.
Even at night, with the crescent moon shining like a hook, there were still people walking back and forth on the streets.
This was also the busiest time in the North and South Tavern, and the waiter downstairs almost became hoarse.
The one hundred and eight seats upstairs are all occupied.
Most of the guests here are heroes who travel around with swords and swords, punching, drinking, chewing meat and bragging.
Everyone's face is full of happiness.
Only one person's face showed no happiness, only gloom and greed.
He was dressed in green clothes, and a scar cut straight from the corner of his left ear to the corner of his right mouth on his originally handsome face, making his gloomy face look even more ferocious and terrifying.
"This tavern can make a lot of money every day." The bald man holding a knife said slowly, standing next to the scarred man in green clothes: "This white money should have gone into our pockets."
"Hateful Shangyang Xuanzhen Sect, brother, you give the order now, brothers can no longer bear the blood-drinking sword!"
When the scarred man in green clothes heard the name of Shangyang Xuanming Sect, the scar on his face couldn't help but twitch, because this scar was left when he was in the sect.
No matter how much his men urged, the man with a scarred face in green clothes remained calm and composed, and finally said slowly: "Don't worry, you must first confirm whether that person is in the sect before taking action. If the previous intelligence is wrong, our Blood Alliance will be completely destroyed. "
"Brother Zhou Wenrui, are you even afraid of that person?" A younger boy came up and asked the scar-faced man.
Zhou Wenrui was livid and silent.
The bald man with a knife next to him slapped the young man on the back of the head and shouted angrily: "If you can't speak, don't talk! If you can't ask questions, don't ask blindly!"
Just as the bald man was scolding the young man, Zhou Wenrui suddenly noticed a man dressed as a beggar staggering into the tavern.
Zhou Wenrui whispered: "That person is...him?"
Hearing this, the bald man quickly looked towards the tavern. When he saw it was just a beggar, he smiled and said, "Haha, it's just a beggar. He will probably be kicked out by the shopkeeper."
Zhou Wenrui said calmly: "This beggar is not simple, his background is very scary."
The bald man asked: "Oh? What's the origin of that man?"
Zhou Wenrui said word by word: "Shangyang Xuanming Sect, Xiaozhulindongtian, true disciple, Wei Ran."
The young man who had just been taught a lesson quickly put his head out, widened his eyes and said, "What true disciples! Aren't most of the true disciples in the sect not eating the fireworks of the world and never going down the mountain?"
Zhou Wenrui chuckled lightly and said: "You have only been in Ziwu Mountain for a short time, and you have only been in the Blood Alliance for a short time. Of course you don't know about some people and things."
The young man asked curiously: "Then who is this Wei Ran? Why is he dressed in rags like a beggar? Is he powerful?"
Zhou Wenrui looked at Wei Ran's back and said expressionlessly: "Then let me tell you briefly, Wei Ran is the adopted son of the Lord of Xiaozhulin Cave Heaven of Shangyang Xuanming Sect. With his qualifications and talents, it is impossible for him to do so. He became the true disciple of Xiaozhulin Dongtian, but the talent of Xiaozhulin Dongtian was withering, and there was only one disciple in the entire Dongtian inheritance, Wei Ran, so he naturally became the true disciple of Xiaozhulin Dongtian."
The young man looked at Zhou Wenrui with admiration and said, "How come big brother knows so much? He's really awesome."
The bald man admired him and said, "Hmph, your brother Zhou was also a disciple of Shangyang Xuanming Sect back then, and he was also an inner disciple."
"Damn it! I didn't expect you, Brother Zhou, to be so powerful!" The young man asked a little unwillingly: "This kind of beggar can become a true disciple. Brother Zhou, why didn't you run for the true disciple of Xiaozhulin Cave Sky back then? With your ability If he had the strength to take action, Wei Ran would never be able to do anything."
Zhou Wenrui said: "The Xiaozhulin Cave is not that easy to enter. The main reason is that the owner of the Xiaozhulin Cave is free and easy-going and doesn't like to accept disciples. This Wei Ran is his adopted son, and of course he is doted on by thousands of people."
"As for why Wei Ran became like this, no one knows. I only heard that the Lord of Xiaozhulin Cave Heaven left the sect because of something and has not returned yet. It may be because of this incident that he is like this."
Looking at the scene where Wei Ran was kicked out by the tavern security guard, he muttered to himself: "Why can this kind of trash stay in the sect and live happily, just because he has a background, but I am going to be kicked out..." .Haha, it’s really ridiculous..."
The bald man asked: "Does this person have any influence on our plan?"
Zhou Wenrui shook his head and said, "No, it doesn't matter. He's just a clown. Just ignore him."
But Zhou Wenrui emphasized: "But this Wei Ran is also a true disciple of the sect, so just don't kill him."
Is it okay as long as you don’t kill him?
At this time, the young man standing behind Zhou Wenrui looked at Wei Ran's figure, licked his lower lip with his tongue, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
Defeated a true disciple of Shangyang Xuanming Sect.
This reputation is resounding throughout Ziwu Mountain!
