Hearing the call, the owner of the wine shop woke up.
Looking towards the door, I saw a man and a wolf approaching the store.
When he saw the monster wolf king, whose body was almost taller than the store door, he was huge and sturdy.
The shop owner screamed in fright, staggered, and almost fainted on the spot.
Fortunately, on the Lingwu Continent, it is not uncommon for spiritual warriors to have animal pets.
Moreover, Erha just followed Han Feng obediently, and the shop owner finally calmed down.
Han Feng sat casually at a wooden table and shouted to the shop owner again.
"Serve the wine!"
When the shop owner saw Han Feng's attire and demeanor, he was not taking it easy.
There is such a majestic demon wolf beside him, how dare he neglect him in the slightest.
He quickly brought a jar of good wine and prepared a few dishes of side dishes, then retreated to a corner and shivered, not even daring to say a word about the price.
Han Feng didn't say much, took the wine jar, poured wine into the bowl, and immediately started drinking bowl after bowl.
Du Kang is the only one who can relieve worries!
The spicy wine entered his throat, and Han Feng couldn't help but frown.
Although this feeling is uncomfortable, it seems to be able to temporarily suppress the pain in my heart.
Therefore, Han Feng drank even harder.
Not long after, Han Feng had already drank half a jar of strong liquor.
Although his physical strength was astonishing, he rarely drank alcohol. In addition, he was in a sluggish state and did not use the demon refining pot to refine the power of alcohol. At this moment, he was already drunk.
In his hazy consciousness, Han Feng couldn't help but recall the retreating figure on the cliff today.
Feeling like a knife was cutting through his heart, Han Feng raised his head and smiled, a bit sadly.
Ye Yu Liquor, getting drunk alone to relieve worries.
At this moment, Han Feng took advantage of the wine and recited loudly.
"Sentiment has been hurt by separation since ancient times, and it is even more embarrassing to be left out of the Qingqiu Festival!
Where did you wake up tonight? On the bank of willows, the dawn wind wanes and the moon falls. After so many years, it should be a good time and good scenery. Even if there are thousands of customs, who can tell them? "
Han Feng half-queen recited the words and sentences, but the owner of the wine shop was not familiar with writing and seemed to understand.
But at this moment, a clear cheer came from outside the wine shop.
"What a wonderful poem, very good, very good!"
As this voice came, a man wearing a raincoat and a bamboo hat stepped into the tavern on a rainy night.
The shop owner was stunned when he saw this, thinking that tonight was really weird.
At this time in the past, it was time to close.
Tonight, not only was it getting late, but the rain was getting heavier. Unexpectedly, there were still guests coming to the door.
He hurriedly greeted him and led him to an empty table.
"Sir, please take a seat."
The man waved his hand, walked to the table where Han Feng was sitting, and said with a smile.
"Little brother, we meet again, don't mind if I sit here."
Han Feng, who was immersed in alcohol, looked up when he heard the sound. The man just took off his raincoat and bamboo hat.
The visitor was dressed in brocade clothes, with a handsome and fair face under the bamboo hat, his eyes were deep and peaceful, and there was a slight smile on his face at the moment.
"It's you?"
Han Feng recognized the man in front of him. He was the man who exchanged the Feng Yue Crystal for his bloody knife at the Imperial Trading Company.
Han Feng still remembered that this person's name was "Gong Bei".
According to the immortal, he had been reminded that this person's strength was also unfathomable.
After Han Feng exchanged items with him, he left in a hurry. Unexpectedly, he would meet again in a wine shop in this suburban town.
If it were normal, Han Feng would naturally stay away from such an unknown and mysterious person.
However, Han Feng felt depressed and uncomfortable tonight. Drinking alone was better than having company.
At that moment, he waved his hand casually.
"It's a great pleasure to have friends from far away. Brother, you can do whatever you want!"
Gong Bei's eyes lit up.
"It's such a joy to have friends from far away, haha... What a great sentence!
The little brother is really a wonderful person, and his speech is different from ordinary people. "
Gong Bei praised him and immediately sat across from Han Feng.
Immediately, the shop owner brought the wine bowl, and Han Feng filled it for him.
"Dry!"
Han Feng and Gong Bei drank together, and the two of them drank three large bowls without talking nonsense.
I thought Gongbei was so handsome that he must be a heavy drinker.
Unexpectedly, after three bowls of strong wine, the other person's fair and handsome face did not change color at all.
He didn't even frown, but smacked his lips.
“Unfortunately, although the wine is strong, it lacks fragrance and does not have a long aftertaste.
But in the countryside, there is something interesting about drinking and company! "
As he spoke, Gong Bei's aged eyes, which did not match his appearance, turned to Han Fengdao.
"Little brother, I just listened to you reciting poems, and you are truly the most talented of all time.
Presumably, the little brother is a man with great talents, but the sadness of separation is very strong in the poem.
I'm sorry for being rude, but is it possible that the little brother is separated from his beloved? "
Han Feng was in a daze. Hearing this, he couldn't help but look at the other party in surprise, but remained silent.
Seeing this, Gong Bei smiled lightly.
"It seems that I guessed it right, but with my little brother's talent, what kind of woman in the world can't be obtained?"
When Han Feng heard this, he couldn't help but sneered.
"Haha... In this bullshit world, even if you have amazing talents and knowledge, what does it mean?"
If it were Han Feng's previous life, there was a saying that "Three hundred and sixty practices will lead to the number one scholar."
But in Lingwu Continent, martial arts is the most respected thing. In the face of absolute strength, the so-called "talent and learning" are just a mirror, and they cannot control their own destiny at all.
Just like when I faced Mu Qianxun and the old man in black, I was so powerless that I couldn't even control life and death, let alone the capital to negotiate with the other party.
This feeling is extremely frustrating for Han Feng!
As if he could hear the anger in Han Feng's heart, Gong Bei raised his head and drank a bowl of wine, then filled it up and said casually.
“Little brother seems to hate...the rules of how this world works.
I'm different, I like this world very much. "
Han Feng raised his drunken eyes and looked at Gong Bei, noncommittal.
Gong Bei suddenly asked.
"Little brother, do you know what I should do if I meet a woman I like and want to get her?"
Han Feng glanced at Gong Bei's handsome face, thought for a moment, and said casually.
"Selling lust?"
"Ahem...!"
Gong Bei just finished the wine in his mouth and almost spit it out, choking and coughing repeatedly.
Immediately Gong Bei shook his head and laughed.
"Haha... Little brother is indeed a funny person, but this is not my style."
After saying that, the amusement in Gong Bei's eyes disappeared.
The next moment, those eyes as deep as a quiet lake suddenly became as sharp as a knife and revealed their majesty!
This young man has red lips and white teeth, and is as handsome as a scholar.
At this moment, his body actually released an unquestionable domineering aura, and he said loudly.
“In Lingwu Continent, the strong are respected.
If I really meet a woman I like, no one dares to stop me.
I then killed him till the earth was turned upside down, and his blood flowed like a river. I killed him until no one dared to stand up and block my way, and then I was willing to stop. "
Gong Bei's voice was very calm, but it conveyed a sense of determination and certainty, leaving no one in doubt about his words.
Han Feng was also shocked by Gongbei's momentum and words.
His eyes, which were originally filled with drunkenness, were now a little more awake. He stared at Gong Bei intently and asked.
"Then what if those blockers are much more powerful than you?"
Gong Bei met Han Feng's gaze, his voice suddenly raised, and he said proudly.
“Spirit warriors, the higher their cultivation level, the stronger their strength, and correspondingly their lifespan will be longer.
It is rumored that if you can enter the "Sun Level Realm", you can live for hundreds of years or even longer. Even if your physical body is destroyed, it can be rebuilt immediately.
As long as there is time, even if my opponent is stronger than me today, he may not be able to beat me tomorrow.
Even if it takes a year, two years, ten years... or even a hundred years, if I don't give up, one day all my enemies will be trampled under my feet.
Until then, who can dare to say "no" to Bahuang alone with a sword in his hand? "
When Gong Bei said these words, Han Feng felt like he was struck by lightning!
There was a "boom" in the brain, like an enlightenment, a sudden enlightenment...
