Looking at the handsome young man in front of him, the strong man did not react for a moment.
He had already brought down the anger of losing money on the Yuan due to his drunkenness, but he felt that he had just fought off a few bugs buzzing in his ears.
It never occurred to me that such an ordinary thing would lead to someone taking action.
The strong man didn't even feel that he was at fault and shouted sternly at Song Yulong: "I came to Yunan City to purchase Yunanmu. I am your honored guest and your God."
"You're such a young kid, why are you chattering in front of me?"
"If I turn around and leave when I'm unhappy, I'm afraid I'll take you back and hang you up and beat you."
Song Yulong looked at the strong man in front of him and shook his head slightly. He had learned a lesson over the years, that is, never reason with unreasonable people.
Song Yulong flicked his sleeves, and as his big sleeves fluttered, a slight chill had already hit the strong man.
"Fat Song, why is the way blocked by a doll?"
"You just lost so much. It seems that everything will go wrong for you this time out."
"Would you like my brother to help you solve this little trouble? I still have some connections in Yunan City, unlike you who are new here."
The strong man who was called Fatty Song sighed, spit hard, and cursed:
"Wang Da Chong, put away your hypocrisy, I can't solve this little trouble."
As he said that, Fatty Song dragged his strong body and rushed towards Song Yulong, but Fatty Song was completely unaware of the serious smile hanging on the corner of the mouth of the man he called "Wang Da Chong".
It was also the first time that Fatty Song came to Yunan City. Otherwise, who else wouldn't know about the nosy Song Yulong?
And it was obvious that Wang Da Chong deliberately angered Fatty Song and turned the original verbal dispute into a physical act.
In Yunan City, it seemed that few of those who fought with Song Yulong had a good ending.
In the eyes of everyone, Fatty Song rushed towards Song Yulong with great anger, but his speed became slower and slower.
Even Fatty Song himself didn't notice that the icy coldness was constantly eroding his body.
He didn't realize what kind of situation he was in until he could no longer move forward and until a layer of frost appeared on his body.
His vision was slowly covered by a layer of frost, making it difficult to see clearly anything in front of him. Only then did Fatty Song's drunkenness dissipate in an instant.
But he was already trapped in the frost and it was difficult to say a word.
At this time, as Cai Tiehan, Tang Fengyin and several family attendants came behind Song Yulong, "Wang Da Chong" and a few other guys who seemed to have succeeded in their conspiracy turned around and left quietly.
"Hang this guy on top of the city for a day and let him remember it for a long time."
"Received, Master Yulong."
The attendant behind Song Yulong did not hesitate at all, walked out of the two of them, lifted up the strong man who had turned into an ice sculpture, and then walked away.
After Mao Feng, who was standing at the Yuan Gate, watched all the farce that happened, he slowly walked down the steps, came to Song Yulong and saluted:
"We haven't seen each other for several months, but Brother Song is still as charming as ever. Brother Song alone accounts for half of the charm of our Yunan City."
Song Yulong also returned the salute to Mao Feng and said with a smile: "Young Master Mao is just kidding. The reputation of Yunan City depends on Yunanmu and geniuses like you."
"Young Master Mao must be making a lot of money during this trip."
Mao Feng and Song Yulong are both monks in Yunan City and a young generation with good cultivation. Their friendship is not deep, but they have known each other since childhood.
It's just that Mao Feng devoted a lot of energy to doing business, so he couldn't be on the same path as Song Yulong, otherwise they might not become friends.
At least in Song Yulong's view, whether Mao Feng agrees or not, doing business consumes a lot of his energy.
If he devotes himself wholeheartedly to his cultivation, Mao Feng will definitely have the potential and talent of a genius.
At this moment, the two of them were adhering to a shallower and deeper relationship, and all their exchanges were just superficial pleasantries.
After some greetings, Mao Feng, Cai Tiehan, and Tang Fengyin also bowed each other, but they didn't say much and prepared to greet their families.
But before he had even taken a hundred steps, he heard Cai Tiehan's surprised laughter.
"Yi Ran, you are so unkind. It has been a whole year and a half and you haven't even come to have a drink with us."
"Did you stay in the sect for the past year and a half and never come out?"
Cai Tiehan, who seemed the most indifferent when he was drinking just now, actually seemed the most excited after seeing Yi.
Yi Ran touched his head and felt a little shy. He didn't expect that he would sense the three brothers Song Yulong before he even stepped off Yuan.
Even inside the kite, Yiran had already seen clearly what was happening outside through perception, and finally understood why Song Yulong had a reputation for being nosy.
If Yiran himself encountered this situation, he might not take action, because although Fatty Song shook everyone away, he didn't actually hurt anyone.
In the end, he took action because of other people's provocation and his own drunken impulse.
Since there was no intention to hurt anyone, there was actually no need to punish him like this after that. After all, in the world of spiritual practice, losing face to many people is equivalent to killing someone.
Yiran waved to the three of them, and then said: "There are many things in the sect, and I need to handle many things by myself."
"This is really the first time I've left since I returned to the sect. I just came to have a drink with you."
Of course, Yi Ran would not say that he just happened to be passing by Yunan City, and it was even less likely that he would say that he wanted to find three brothers for help for another friend.
Song Yulong looked at Yiran with a smile on his face, and his momentum reached its peak:
"Brother, I am already a Seven-Star Grand Mage. Although I don't want to admit your incredible potential, please don't let us catch up."
Tang Fengyin also laughed at this time and said: "Yi Ran, you really make us want to die. Look at Brother Yulong, in order to catch up with you, he has been practicing hard every day. After just one year, he stepped down from the three-star Great Mage. Entered the Seven Stars."
Feeling Song Yulong's fighting spirit and feeling the friendship between Tang Fengyin and Cai Tiehan, Yiran said with some embarrassment: "Drink, drink. My brother invites all my brothers to drink. We will make up for what we didn't drink last time."
Hearing Yiran's words, Song Yulong's expression turned cold, and he pretended to be angry: "Aren't you just slapping us in the face? How can you treat us when we get to Yunan City?"
At this time, another voice came from nearby.
"Brother Yiran, you've been hiding so much from me."
"You said that the brothers in Yunan City are actually Brother Song, Brother Cai and Brother Tang."
"In that case, it's better to choose a different day than to hit it. Let me be the host and invite the brothers to have a drink together. The kind of thing that will keep you drunk."
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