Chapter 63: I can't help everything!

The Qingyang School is a school of magic.
The disciples of the disciples fight against each other, kill each other, the strong give birth to the weak and die...Such things, Shi Feiyu and Chen Xinglie have experienced many times, and Qingyang Sect never cares about it.
As for making fun, acting every time...
Isn't it the way people in the magic way should be?
Shi Feiyu was unable to refute, and only asked: "Last time, in this Feiyun Building? Senior Brother Xinglie told Cao Bi that he would leave Qingyang Sect. Why not take this opportunity to escape the evil spirits?"
Chen Xinglie smiled and asked, "Is the magic way bad?"
Shi Feiyu drank and said, "I have a bad reputation."
Chen Xinglie shook his head and said, "You should be at ease when you are in this world. Why bother with fame? You are still young. I don't know that the most famous people in the world are just hypocrites with different expressions. , They are all those who cheat the world and steal their reputations. You don’t need that kind of reputation!"
Shi Feiyu looked at the wine jar in his hand and said, "So, Brother Xinglie intends to keep going on the path of the magic way?"
Li Qinglian stood quietly behind Chen Xinglie, pouring wine and waiting, and now listening to Master Feiyu's question, she couldn't help but listen.
Chu Jingyue, who was singing and dancing in the middle of the hall, was also waiting for Chen Xinglie's answer, even her dancing posture was half a beat slow.
"The magical path of this seat is neither the Taoist harmony of heaven and man, nor the Buddhism transcendence of reincarnation, but great freedom, great freedom, and great liberation. Everything is up to me, not others..."
Chen Xinglie picked up the wine glass and said, "Fei Yu is still too young. I will tell you this now. It's too early. Come, come, drink, drink."
Shi Feiyu raised the wine jar and frowned slightly. He didn't understand. The two of them joined the Qingyang Sect at the same time. They were both sixteen or seventeen years old. They were both beautiful and magnificent. They were almost the same in age. Why did Chen Xinglie say she was too young.
At this moment, a figure appeared at the entrance of the cloud ladder.
Zhao Yumeng!
Why is she here?
Chen Xinglie gestured with his cup and said hello.
Zhao Yumeng responded with a smile, quietly looking at Li Qinglian who was standing behind Chen Xinglie and Chu Jingyue who was singing and dancing. She remembered that she had just heard those Chen Xinglie's statements about the magical path when she was on the ladder, and she couldn't help but stand still. The look in his eyes became a little complicated.
"Junior Brother Chen said it well!"
Zhen Yingxiong did not notice the arrival of Zhao Yumeng for the time being. He roared and toasted Chen Xinglie with a glass of wine. He said: "You should be at ease when you are alive! The words of Junior Brother Chen are so proud, it's really gratifying, let me do it first Respectfully!"
Zhen Yingxiong drank three glasses in a row.
Zhen Haojie also raised his wine glass and said: "It is a great honor for Sansheng to be our brothers under Junior Brother Chen..."
The two of them are worthy of being the old oil in the evil spirits. They slapped their horses and talked endlessly.
Chen Xinglie remained indifferent.
However, the atmosphere of the banquet has become much higher because of this.
Shi Feiyu remained silent.
Li Qinglian was shocked.
Why is Sister Yumeng here?
This time, it's all over!
Senior Sister Yumeng and Senior Sister Jingyue, all came to Feiyun Tower, I'm afraid they will fall into the hands of the Great Demon together.
The three of us, teachers and sisters, were swept away by the big demon!
Li Qinglian was trembling with fear. When pouring Chen Xinglie wine, the wine jar kept shaking and the wine was spilled everywhere.
"Xiaoqing didn't mean it...Xiaoqing damn..."
Li Qinglian hurriedly took out her handkerchief and hurriedly wiped the table.
At this moment, a cold voice sounded nearby.
"Let me do it."
Zhao Yumeng came over, spread out his five fingers, and poured out a fiery breath in his palm, instantly steaming the wine that was spilled by Li Qinglian, and then took the wine jar from Li Qinglian's hand, and sat beside Chen Xinglie, pouring Chen Xinglie.
Li Qinglian is dumbfounded!
Sister Yumeng, what does this mean?
Could it be that he came here specifically to pour the big demon?
But why does the big demon look as it should be?
Could it be that Senior Sister Yumeng, like me, had already fallen into the hands of the big demon, and had eaten the big devil's Piaoyuxian pill, so she had no choice but to serve the big demon honestly?
Li Qinglian stood blankly, unable to speak.
The sound of singing and dancing in the hall stopped abruptly.
Chu Jingyue held Pipa in her arms and stared at Chen Xinglie and Zhao Yumeng.
"Why did Senior Sister Yumeng pour the wine to Chen Xinglie herself and sit at the same table with him?"
"Could it be that Senior Sister Yumeng and Chen Xinglie have known each other a long time ago, and have a close relationship?"
"Senior Sister Yumeng has a high level of strength. She has already cultivated to the eighth martial arts soul change, but in front of Chen Xinglie, she puts her posture so low. Is Chen Xinglie's strength even higher than Senior Sister Yumeng?"
Chu Jingyue had previously felt that tonight's plan had been accomplished, and was faintly smug, but now her eyes were full of panic.
Zhen Yingxiong and Zhen Haojie had already closed their mouths the moment they saw Zhao Yumeng.
The two didn't know Zhao Yumeng. They didn't know that she was the famous Yumeng Fairy. They just felt Zhao Yumeng's martial arts aura, unfathomable, like a deep sea, and they were so scared to make a sound.
"Chen Lang."
Zhao Yumeng handed the wine glass to Chen Xinglie, and said quietly, "I am uninvited. Please also Chen Lang not to blame."
Chen Xinglie took the wine glass, drank it, and asked leisurely, "Why don't you invite me?"
"I heard that Chen Lang gave a big banquet to celebrate his friend's promotion as a true disciple, so I came." Zhao Yumeng toasted a glass of wine to Shi Feiyu and said: "Thank you Master Chen for the past two years. "
Shi Feiyu's eyes trembled slightly, his eyes were deep, and he raised the wine jar at will, which was considered a response.
Chen Xinglie shook his head and said, "This is not the truth."
"Ok."
Zhao Yumeng even recognized it directly.
Chen Xinglie said indifferently: "Between you and me, why be polite?"
Zhao Yumeng nodded, looked at Chu Jingyue who was standing in the hall dumbfounded, and said, "Chen Lang, please spare her this time, okay?"
Chen Xinglie smiled and asked, "Zhu Er came to Feiyun Tower just for this?"
"One is to congratulate Chen Lang's friends. The other is to plead with Chu Jingyue, and the third is..."
Zhao Yumeng looked at the empty long cases on both sides of the hall, and said: "Chen Lang has set up so many tables. Did you expect that there will be some uninvited guests at the dinner tonight? ?"
Who has no good intentions?
Who is going to smash this place?
Chen Xinglie was a little surprised, but on the surface he didn't care, and asked leisurely: "Tell me, who is the uninvited guest?"
Zhao Yumeng turned slightly, and took a look at the direction of the ruins of the collapsed high-rise building of the Shanhai Business League.
Shanhai Business League!
Chen Xinglie knew that after the high-rise building collapsed in the Shanhai Business League and the chief treasurer was beheaded, he would definitely not give up, and would definitely retaliate.
Never thought it would come so fast.