Chapter 242: Surprised by Kong Xuan

"Hahaha, drink this glass!"
"Senior, raising fish?"
"What do you raise fish? What kind of fish do you raise? What kind of predecessor is not the predecessor, in hundreds of thousands of years, you will be more capable than me! Call brother! Call brother!"
"Brother!"
"Hey!"
In the elegant room of the restaurant, the old and the young drank undressed, folded their shoulders, cuddled and cuddled... Well, the behavior was closer, and there was no sign of violating the etiquette for the time being.
People are drunk if they are not intoxicated. At the level of Baize Yangjian, if they don't want to get drunk, even after the fiercest immortal year, they will not fall in a thousand cups.
But if they all want to get drunk and don't need to be suppressed by their skills, then they are fighting for their own drinking capacity.
Obviously, Bai Ze's alcohol volume is far less than Yang Jian, and soon began to lose his eyes...
There was not much laugh and talk between the two. After Bai Ze was drunk, he sometimes cried, sometimes laughed, sometimes madly, and sometimes staggered.
Sometimes he sang loudly, and Yang Jian echoed the case; sometimes he chanted poems and made the right, revealing the free and easy style of the white clothes and towels of the year, chicly pointing the world.
"Why don't the seniors return to the Yaozu to enjoy the blessing?" Yang Jian asked casually.
"The demon court is gone, and both of your majesty have all died in battle. I go back, who can recognize me?" Bai Ze smiled, "Get magical powers, avoid disaster and seek good fortune, I was lucky not to turn into the ashes. But when you look back, you're all going forward, and you're tired of bones. Who is the result?"
Bai Ze leaned against the soft collapse by the window, and his words were mixed with eternal sadness, which made Yang Jian a little moved.
In the Lich War, who is it?
After the first robbery of the dragon and the phoenix, who did he achieve?
At this time, what is spreading in the predecessor is perhaps only the story after being rewritten.
Since ancient times, what is the giant hand that exists between the world and the earth?
Yang Jian had mixed thoughts, and was silent for a while, but really didn't know what to say.
"Boy," Bai Ze put his arms around Yang Jian's neck, his sloppy robe was full of wine stains, but at this moment his posture was flying, his demeanor and appearance were just like the demon army officer in ancient times.
"Don't think that you have great luck, you feel that you just want to rush and provoke those great powers and masters at will. You know, the great power that survives now, which one did not have great luck in the past?"
"I know this naturally," Yang Jian curled his lips indifferently, and didn't break it down.
"You are young and frivolous, I think you are young and frivolous!" Bai Ze pointed at Yang Jian's shoulder, his old face flushed, and he burped with endless aftertaste, "You, be honest, do what you should do, why go Do the wind and the rain!"
Yang Jian smiled and said, "Listen to the seniors, but do you know what I am doing?"
"This world affairs, if I want to know, there is nothing unknown!" Bai Ze waved his hand, quite domineering.
Yang Jian glanced at the isolation formation that hadn't dissipated around him, and asked: "Then senior is talking about my trip, why?"
"Hey, you wait."
Bai Ze Jiujin came up, stood up swayingly, walked to the opposite of Yang Jian, and sat down cross-legged.
He successively pinched different runes with both hands, and one run after another formed an inexplicable formation. Yang Jian only felt obscure fluctuations rushing back and forth in this small room.
"If you want to cast a magic weapon, you need the blood of the phoenix, the iron of the gods, the crystal of the colored gold, the soul of the evil dragon..."
In Bai Ze murmured, Yang Jian suddenly woke up from alcohol, and his complexion instantly changed.
But before Yang Jian could express his surprise, the old man Bai Ze suddenly raised his head and sprayed a mouthful of blood. It was spectacular!
The snarling dog outside suddenly opened its mouth wide. Obviously, he had never seen such a "blood spurting" scene.
"Senior! Senior, what's wrong with you, senior!" Yang Jian quickly got up to help the old man, but was blocked by a skinny old hand.
The old man Bai Ze held his forehead and climbed up, his face was tangled, his eyes were a little blank, then he looked at Yang Jian, and patted his forehead a little depressed, "Oh, I finally accumulated some luck. Lost!"
"Senior is hurt by backlash?"
"It's okay, it's okay, what I have sensed before is not too much of a secret," Bai Ze wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his face became paler, sitting there and sighed, "I ask you about these things. That's it, why have to... hey!"
Also sober up.
Yang Jian originally wanted to ask Bai Ze what he should pay attention to during his trip. It can be seen from this situation that he really couldn't bear to let this old man spurt blood again.
But he did not ask, Bai Ze took the initiative to speak, saying: "You must be patient where you are going on this trip. Those two divine birds are regarded as baby bumps by several masters of the Feng clan, let alone let them go. The blood is plucking root hair, those old guys will look for you desperately."
"Senior said, this trip is quite dangerous?"
"Exactly, otherwise, what do I do if I pull you to drink? There is no danger, I just go and grab it for you."
When Bai Ze said this, there was a little jealousy in his eyes.
He said: "Have you heard this name?"
While talking, Bai Ze dipped his finger in the drink and wrote two words on the table... two words that made Yang Jian a headache.
Kong Xuan.
Yes, the thing that worries me the most has happened after all.
"This Kong Xuan is not trivial. His mother is Shifeng, and even the first peacock in the world. She is terrifying with her feet." Bai Ze came to these politely and praised Kong Xuan's supernatural powers for fear that Yang Jian would not Thoughtful.
How dare Yang Jian not care about it? When he knew that Kong Xuan was sitting here, a retreat was already in his heart.
Kong Xuan, known as the first person under the saint, is a ruthless man who can kill the saint!
The five-color sacred light is invincible, can brush all things, can brush all the magic. His own strength is even more stunning, and he inherited Chufeng's strong destructive power. If he really wants to fight his life, the saint has to think about it a lot!
Such a cruel person can really suppress Master's ‘old antique’ who has been practicing hard for countless years.
Yang Jian actually yearned for Kong Xuan. After all, Kong Xuan dared to do things with the saints. He was arrogant and unruly. Although he had cannibalism, he was definitely respected by the monks. Awed master of the world.
How to deal with it?
In the battle of the gods that Yang Jian knew in his mind, he should have rarely lost the battle, but he could not pass Kong Xuan's level; in the end, it was the saint who took the shot to surrender Kong Xuan, and the saint Zhunti was ashamed.
"What? Afraid?"
Bai Ze looked at Yang Jian hesitated, smiled, contented.
Yang Jian frowned and said, "This senior can't be an unreasonable person. I will exchange treasures for blood. Maybe there will be some chance."
"Go, just go, if you can come back alive, I think your master has enough face."
Bai Ze's eyes were full of encouragement and provocation. He stepped on the table with one foot and a toothpick in his mouth.
The demeanor that had been inadvertently revealed before was perfectly concealed by the temperament of the old gangster in the market.
Yang Jian groaned a few times and said, "Is there really no chance for this trip?"
"Opportunity? Of course there is. Tiandao will leave a ray of life, not to mention this." Bai Ze grabbed the delicious food and said calmly: "I will find a way to divert Kong Xuan for you. How about you, take the opportunity to find that. Two little phoenixes, ask them to shed some blood and run quickly. Once the matter is over, even if it is paid back, calculate your cause and effect."
Yang Jian said hurriedly: "Is Senior too risky? This is my own business, so I don't have to bother Senior."
"Why, do you think I can't fight in front of that Kong Xuan?" Bai Ze pretended to be angry, and Yang Jian had to shook his head embarrassedly, and then sat there thinking carefully.
Is there any way to be smarter than Tiaohulishan?
If Yang Jian didn't know that the real Yuding had a great wound on his body, he might have encountered Kong Xuan's existence, and he would directly call his master to come and negotiate.
But Yang Jian didn’t want Master to fight against the ruthless people like Kong Xuan, or even let Master get involved in the Conferred God. He always wanted to mess up the Conferred God, mess up all this, and solve all the enemies in front of him. .
Kong Xuan.
Just with this name, there is infinite pressure like a mountain ~ EbookFREE.me~ Senior Kong Xuan, really can't make sense? "
"Haha, it doesn't make sense, it's unclear. Kong Xuan was a cannibal in the early years and was expelled by several human powers, but he didn't dare to confront him at all." Bai Ze shook his head, "In ancient times, Kong Xuan was already a terrible name. Outside, I am afraid that I am already a master at the top. There is no good way except for the method I said."
"What the predecessors said is not a good strategy," Yang Jian shook his head. "Even if you have taken the Phoenix blood, how can you get out?"
"Aren't you lucky?" Bai Ze asked back, and Yang Jian was speechless.
This, luck in the end!
Yang Jian got up and paced slowly in the elegant room.
Having already arrived outside the sky, this trip definitely cannot go back empty-handed.
But Yang Jian never regarded his opponent as a fool. If Kong Xuan had only super magical powers, it would be fine. Such a power that astounds the world must be a person with delicate mind and quick thinking.
Suddenly, I thought about whether I could have the style of Kong Xuan when I cultivated the eight or nine profound arts to the peak?
Just a name made himself frowning as the true monarch of heaven, and Bai Ze, who was an overly powerful and powerful, was not confident that he could'hold on' for too long.
"Is there a local expert who can call?" Yang Jian asked softly.
Bai Ze sneered: "You really think that I was the way I was when I was in full bloom. Ask everything and know everything? Go ahead and find out for yourself. By the way, let them add dozens of dishes. I can lose today. It's too big, just eat more good things to make up for it!"
After speaking, he began to concentrate on dealing with these fairy dishes on the dinner table.
Yang Jian smiled and shook his head, got up and walked out of the room, the snarling dog yelled twice, and followed his master happily.
Yang Jian walked to the railing in the corridor, holding on to the railing with both hands.
Kong Xuan...
Kong Xuan...