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The choice between love and money was always a difficult one.
In the end, the Elementary Scholar chose to drink three cups of wine.
He poured three glasses and drank the first himself.
The second cup he toasted to Wushan Bo, with a solemn wine ceremony three worship Wushan Bo.
He poured the third glass back into the jug.
He raised his wine pot and began to drink non-stop. The wine flowed down his chin and he was completely drenched by it.
"A powerful individual like an elder can only drink wine, there is no difference between the two!"
Chang Lou took a sip of the wine and shouted the praises. It was as if he had suddenly realized something.
As compared to a steamed bun, the rich and powerful were only making wine and food, making the steamed bun even more delicious. How boring!
"You dare to resist me?" He had been tricked by this Elementary Scholar's three cups of wine and did not know whether he should agree or reject, but he had acted blindly without thinking and was afraid of encountering some obvious joke. He could only pretend that he understood and pretend that he understood.
Just now, Chang Lou's words had enlightened him. It turned out that this little fellow had turned the corner to reject him.
Being suppressed by his IQ, Uncle Wushan was very upset. He was naturally furious.
"Uncle, it's not that I'm rejecting your request, it's that your request is unreasonable!"
After drinking too much, the Elementary Scholar who was still in a daze borrowed the strength of his drink and slammed his hand on the table, spittle flying everywhere. He looked at Wu Shan, and it could be said that they were in a stalemate.
"Good!" Good! "Alright …"
After saying three words in a row, Uncle Wu Shan was so angry that he couldn't speak anymore.
"So scary!" "I'm so scared that I'm about to break out in cold sweat!"
Wiping his face with a handkerchief, those with discerning eyes all knew that there was no point in losing face and admitting that there was spittle on his face. They were just finding an excuse to wipe it clean.
"You dare to challenge this uncle-master? This Iron Tiger Pass can't possibly be a part of it. Who the hell do you think you are!?" You dare to shout at me? Someone! Kill him and throw him into the Stone Man Ditch. "
With a roar of rage, the men on the side immediately rushed over with loud shouts. They all knew that the young master always liked to reward people for their good performance. All of them were full of energy as they prepared to ask for a reward.
"Whose dog is barking here? Aren't you afraid of the wind sending you flying? "
Just when Chang Lou was about to make a move, an unruly sound came from outside the window, followed by a hand pressing on the edge of the window. The moment the hand appeared in people's vision, a head popped out.
Angele sat at the window and gasped for breath. He reached his hand out and pulled a woman up.
"I already told you how to enter the city through the main entrance, and you've already sweated so much due to your fatigue!"
As if she was looking at nothing, the woman wiped the sweat off the man's forehead as if no one else was around.
"So handsome!" "So beautiful!"
The beasts surrounding the two of them looked at the round butt of the woman and their saliva almost flooded the entire second floor.
"What a coincidence! I didn't expect to see you here! Would you like a drink? "
Chang Lou shook the wine jug in her hand with a smile, and invited Yue Tu, who was sniffing with his eyes closed.
"No!" Keep it for now! I came here to fight! "
Holding the woman's hand gently, Yue Tu caressed her hair gently with his fingers and said, "Xiao Die, look carefully …"
"You bunch of trash, why aren't you going? You've been scolded by others, you're really worse than dogs!"
Uncle Wu Shan was the first to wake up from his stupor. He roared and woke up the many experts who were in deep sleep because of their beauty.
"Attack!" The leader of the group shouted. A few of them, who had long cooperated with each other, surrounded Yue Tu and Fang Die in a semicircle.
"Humph!" "You're courting death!"
Facing the aggressive crowd, Yue Tu was not afraid at all as he pulled out the iron mace on his back.
The rain stopped. The blood-red true energy on the mace caused the chilly air after the rain to heat up, causing people to feel the sweat on their foreheads.
The slightly plump Uncle Wu Shan took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat off his face.
Naturally, Wu Shan Bo's men were not ordinary people. They were all Innate realm experts at the third level and above, and there were three of them at the fifth level.
There were so many experts, yet Yue Tu didn't even try to dodge. He welcomed them with his mace, the blood-red colored Zhen Qi was like a flame, instantly melting the expensive weapons in the hands of these experts into dirt, breaking them into pieces and making them appear extremely tyrannical.
"Legend has it that the God Slaughtering God Slayer's god-slaying trump card is truly tyrannical. As expected of one of the top five killing weapons on the Spirit Treasure List, how can an ordinary weapon resist against it!?"
As Chang Lou saw this extraordinary mace, he gave it a compliment and became even more interested in Yue Tu. Where did this guy come from? How could he carry such a great treasure?
After getting rid of his subordinates like crushing dry weeds and pulling rotten weeds, the Moon Slaughter Art did not kill them. It only beat them up to the ground and moaned, temporarily losing the ability to fight.
"What doggy uncle, it's your turn now!"
A dozen or so of them would still be enough to achieve a complete victory, which made Yue Tu slightly expand, and he pointed his mace at Wu Shan Bo.
"Child, you must be joking. I'm His Majesty's Duke of Qinfeng!"
"Since you want to spar with me for a few moves, then I can only accompany you."
Uncle Wushan — was not just a title! The title of 'Martial Arts' meant that one would be proficient in martial arts. Wu Shan Bo was not a hereditary title bestowed upon one, but rather a technique created with the strength of a fist.
Time had corroded his determination to become stronger, making his body fattened up. However, this did not affect one thing in the slightest, and that was when he defeated the moon diagram and obtained his divine trump card.
Wu Shan Bo's punch was so powerful that it made the air buzz. His fist still had a few pieces of power left, which made his confidence grow a lot.
He could tell that the owner of this Soul Treasure was only at the peak of the Innate Realm and was only at half-step into the Natal Opening Realm. With such strength, he would definitely be able to crush him to death.
A fist struck the air, and the buzzing sound rang out incessantly. However, the punch did not manage to reach his target.
"What's going on?" Uncle Wu Shan was shocked. He really did not understand why his punch to Yue Tu failed.
Such a strange occurrence was enough to make even the spectators in Chang Lou tremble in fear.
He could clearly see that when Wu Shan's fist hit Yue Tu, Yue Tu strangely appeared to the side when the fist landed on his body, coincidentally dodging it, as if Wu Shan Bo hit an afterimage.
His battle experience and intuition told him that it was not an afterimage! As a result, one thing became incomparably strange, causing him to be unable to see through it, repeatedly circling around the dead end.
"Hey!" Big brother, it's your turn to go up. You said that I was only responsible for these little scumbags lying on the ground! I can't go back on my word. "
In the blink of an eye, she appeared behind Chang Lou. Yue Tu smiled and pushed the door open.
"This movement technique!" In the instant that Yue Tu appeared behind him, he did not feel anything. This magical movement skill was like electricity to Chang Lou, causing him to fall into deep thought.
"Out of the way!" The aristocrats did not wait for anyone. Uncle Wushan did not know what Chang Lou was thinking nor did he want to know, so he threw a punch directly at him.
All he wanted was the spirit treasure, the trump card! This had to do with too much!
