"He is drunk, but I am not drunk." Lan Jixuan looked at the wine jars scattered on the floor, "But I wish I could be drunk right now." If he is drunk, can he firmly answer the question of Ninefold Revenge.
The Lan family never misses.
As for the Hua family, Hua Jia Zhengxian did pretend to be Hua Jia Zhengya and committed the attempt to resurrect the demon. More than half of the Hua family were actually chess pieces sent by Hua Zhengxian, but the chess pieces themselves didn't know it.
It can only be said that Grandpa Zu went too far, but he was not wrong, and he did not wrong anyone. It was the idea of the Immortal Alliance and the sect to kill everyone in the Hua family, and the Lan family could not be their master.
Even if the Lan family has selfish motives, they will never tell lies. Therefore, the Lan family is not wrong. Who in the world has no selfish motives?
Unexpectedly, one day, he would have to make all kinds of excuses for the Lan family in order to calm down. Lan Jixuan suddenly waved the wine bottle on the table with his sleeve, and hit the wall with a harsh sound. The wine he drank today was actually... It's so uncomfortable, and anyone can have selfish motives, but since the Lan family is responsible for recording and writing, they shouldn't have selfish motives!
"Lan Jixuan." Shui Miaomiao stepped forward and tried to say something to comfort him.
Lan Jixuan saw through her intention and interrupted, "Miaomiao, why don't you go deal with the two fighting on the ground first."
Shui Miaomiao looked back. She was so frightened when she saw Jiu Chou holding a sword on Lan Jixuan's neck that she wanted to deal with it. "They fought so fiercely that they were inseparable. How could I, a weak woman, separate them?" , please help me."
It was really a crude excuse to divert attention, but Lan Jixuan accepted it and stood up holding on to the table. To be honest, he was clearly not drunk, but his limbs were vaguely weak, maybe because he drank too much.
Shui Miaomiao took advantage of this moment to step forward and turn over Jiuchengqiu who was lying on the ground. She stretched out her hand to check his breath subconsciously. This drink would make her faint. If you can't drink it, don't drink it. You really don't weigh a few pounds. Counting, even after drinking, he still had a bad mouth. He really wanted to slap him twice, but Shui Miaomiao just raised his hand.
'Bang! ' There was a loud noise, and Shui Miaomiao looked up. Lan Jixuan stumbled on the door leaf, clutching his chest, looking panicked, staggering, and murmuring in surprise, "Spiritual power?"
Shui Miaomiao stood up eagerly and asked, "What's wrong?"
"It doesn't work."
Lan Jixuan saw that they were fighting fiercely and it was difficult to separate them. Just as he was about to use his spiritual power to drive the two away, he was accidentally injured by Gong Ge's punch and hit the door leaf. At the same time, his spiritual power did not start functioning.
No wonder the two people on the ground were so angry that they could still abide by their true character and use no spiritual power. They couldn't use it.
"Are you kidding me?" Why couldn't he use his spiritual power? Shui Miaomiao frowned and immediately cast a spell. The spiritual energy called the wind and wrapped around Mu Cang, pulling him back and slamming into the decorative screen. , fainted for a moment.
"This is no longer necessary!"
Lan Jixuan turned his head and couldn't bear to look directly. He always felt that Shui Miaomiao was becoming more and more cruel to Mu An. His typical anger was still lingering. Mu An was a talent who could be angry with Shui Miaomiao for such a long time.
Lan Jixuan tried to use his spiritual power again, but a mouthful of blood spurted out.
"Okay, don't try again." Shui Miaomiao stepped forward to support Lan Jixuan, and said worriedly, "Be careful of damaging the meridians. Is it alcohol?" Shui Miaomiao turned around to search, and the first thing he saw was all over the ground. Among the rickety wine jars, only Shui Miaomiao had never drank from it. "But why?"
"ah!"
"Run! Run!"
"Ahhhh."
"Help, help, help me!" When he called for help in a panic, the sound of swords being unsheathed came from outside the platform into the private room like an overwhelming force, almost knocking Shui Miaomiao away. She subconsciously covered her ears to filter out the human voice and feel What I heard was a sound similar to tinnitus approaching from the horizon.
"What happened?" Shui Miaomiao rushed to the platform and took a quick look. Black clouds were pressing down on the city, and bats all over the sky were flying from the sky like waves. They instantly covered the bright moon in the sky, and everyone was stunned. It bites and gnaws at everything in sight, which is more terrifying than locusts crossing the border. It is truly a scene where not a single blade of grass can grow.
Her legs felt weak for a moment, Shui Miaomiao quickly held onto the railing to steady herself, and looked back at Gong Ge, who was lying on the ground breathing heavily, "Gong Ge!" Do the people from the Immortal Alliance not care about this?
If he didn't respond, he would kick him.
Lan Jixuan stumbled open the door of the private room and called out to the people outside. The people rushing out with swords staggered around, obviously they had drank too much. From time to time, some people looked horrified and fell to the ground when they found that they could not use their spiritual power.
Is it really a problem with alcohol? Shui Miaomiao is the only one who hasn't touched alcohol.
"Damn it!" Shui Miaomiao cursed secretly. It was useless to wake up Gongge now. He must not be able to use his spiritual power.
The swarm of bats gradually approached, and the buzzing sound of flapping wings was disgusting. The casual cultivators on the street could not resist for long, not to mention that they were not wholehearted. Many people tried to pull others to resist and just wanted to escape by themselves.
With the return day in hand, Shui Miaomiao jumped out without hesitation, stepped on the wind and stood in the air, using the True Sword Art of Dayan. Thirty-six swords fell from the sky to form an array. With all their strength, they could only seal the swarm of bats away. This street corner.
Bats are like moths flying into a fire without fear. When they hit the sword array, they will be destroyed in a steady stream.
Shui Miaomiao knew that he alone could not destroy all the bats and could not save everyone, so he could only shout, "Quickly!"
He shouted to the panicked people on the street and also to Lan Jixuan. There were three people lying in this private room. Although there was one person standing, he couldn't use his spiritual power. "Take them and leave quickly!"
"Does Miaomiao think it's possible?" Who in this room can abandon Shui Miaomiao and walk alone. However, the people from the Immortal Alliance outside the private room ran very fast after discovering the bat covering the sky and the moon. He was rolling and crawling, but he couldn't use his spiritual power, so how could he escape from the circle of bats or huddle in the safety of Luochun Pavilion.
Lan Jixuan locked his eyes on the wine jar on the ground, picked up one and checked the remaining liquid. It was assumed that the substance in the wine could not be poison. With so many people present, it was inevitable that some of them could detect the poison.
There is no other discomfort from drinking so much, but it just blocks the flow of spiritual power.
Calm down, Lan Jixuan poured the wine into the palm of his hand, observed it carefully, and took a lick. He recalled the pain of forcing his spiritual energy to circulate so that his meridians felt like they were being torn apart. With that pain, Lan Jixuan did not dare to operate anymore. It was feared that the meridians would be damaged beyond repair, but it felt wrong because it was only running slightly at that time, and the blocked spiritual power could not cause the meridians to tear.
"What are you doing!" Shui Miaomiao suddenly saw Lan Jixuan suddenly crying and bleeding out of the corner of his eye, and was shocked, "You are crazy!"
"It's a golden thorn, it doesn't matter." Lan Jixuan wiped the blood from his mouth and stood up holding the door frame. He smiled confidently, then his eyes narrowed, and he threw out the red plum in his hand to block the spiritual power coming from Shui Miaomiao's back.
"You can use spiritual power!" Shui Miaomiao shouted in surprise, and then realized that Lan Jixuan had blocked a move for him. He frowned and looked back at the crowds of people who were running around and making a mess, and there were also people who took action righteously. , how to clearly distinguish who is good and who is bad, and find out who is behind it, who controls these bats! Didn't it mean that the Bat King is dead?
"Golden thorns are added to the wine. Although it will hinder the movement of spiritual power, it is only used to bluff people. As long as you are not afraid of the pain of damaged meridians and are not blinded by illusions, you can break through and recover."
Lan Jixuan shouted for recovery methods outside the elegant room, but who dared to be as desperate as Lan Jixuan. The pain was extremely painful, and there was also the fear of irreparable damage to the meridians. No one dared to try it easily as they looked at each other.
