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Chapter 122 Suihuang, Wine and Son

Wu Yang leaned closer to the corner, and walked towards the gate of Yunjiu Hall little by little.

But actually?Now that the day is bright and the universe is clear, the guards and court ladies pass by them in an endless stream, staring at the front with ease, and leave calmly without changing their expressions, as if they did not see the big living person wearing the animal skin.

Wen Qian couldn't help covering his forehead, and stood beside Wu Yang. Wu Yang took ten steps, and he took a step forward. It took him some time to reach the gate.

Then I saw Wu Yang leaning against the gate, using his feet as a support point, trying to push the gate open with all his strength, but the veins on his head and neck were bulging, but the gate was still motionless, and there was an unbelievable expression on his face .

"What, what's the matter? I used to be able to push it open as long as I exerted such strength. Could it be that someone changed the door?" Wu Yang arched his body, supported his hands on his knees, and panted heavily.

Wen Qian looked at the door thoughtfully...

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"Your Majesty, His Highness Wu Yang has brought his new friend to steal your wine."

"Understood, you go down."

The first emperor of the human race, Suiren's Suihuang is sitting on his bronze throne at the moment, observing the practitioners below to show their abilities.

If Wu Yang were here, he would definitely recognize that the person who just informed his father was the maid who usually provided him with the whereabouts of Suihuang, and then yelled at the other party to stop, asking why the other party lied to him, and finally spent several months. Ignore each other.

After the palace maid left, Emperor Sui looked at the high priest beside him, Fengyao, the first mage under his command, and asked eagerly and cautiously: "Give me another letter, that kid really can't push the door open, right?" ?”

This is the third time Suihuang No.40 has asked Fengyao. Even though he was as calm as the high priest, he couldn't help but be a little speechless, but he still patiently explained: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, I set up the Thousand Mountain Formation at the gate. Non-heaven-level power cannot be pushed open, even His Royal Highness Wu Yang's innate divine power, it is impossible to push open the door of Yunjiu Hall."

Seeing Fengyao's confident demeanor, Sui Huang felt relieved and said in a low voice: "If my wine is missing another drop, you are guilty of deceiving the emperor, and I will definitely beat you up."

"..."

To be honest, it is unlucky to have such a leader at the booth. If it wasn't for Sui Huang's kindness, he would have quit a long time ago, not because he was afraid of Sui Huang's fist.

Suihuang was still a little worried at the moment, watching the practice of the monks below, but still worried about the Yunjiu Hall in his heart, and whispered to Fengyao: "I don't feel sorry for the wine, I don't want to hit that kid, but where are the rules? If you don't hit him, he will become more and more presumptuous."

"Okay, you are amazing, you are noble, you don't beat your son and courtiers, right?" Feng Yao secretly complained in his heart, but he comforted him: "Then you don't want to beat him, after all, it's just a small matter of hundreds of jars of wine, you just need to ..."

"Small things!!!"

Before Feng Yao finished speaking, Emperor Sui roared and stood up, and the table in front of him was overturned, so frightened that everyone present except Feng Yao knelt down, for fear of offending the violent emperor.

"Feng Yao! You're amazing! You're so fucking noble! It's not your wine that you're drinking together, so you can say sarcastic remarks so generously?"

Suihuang was furious, and shouted sharply: "That's the wine I personally brewed little by little. I usually only dare to drink dozens of jugs every day. That kid stole my ten-day amount a day, and I didn't beat him to death." He is a loving father!"

The corner of Feng Yao's mouth twitched, just about to say something, but suddenly his face changed, he stood up suddenly and shouted: "My formation has been unlocked!"

"Ah! Fengyao! You are good enough, wait until I come back and see how I beat you!"

Everyone felt that Suihuang's voice was getting weaker and weaker. Looking up, where were the figures of Suihuang and the high priest?
They bravely stood up, and their curiosity prompted them to start talking: "The formation of the high priest has been untied!? Isn't that right?"

"Can there be any truth to what the high priest said? I'm curious who has such a formation skill and can untie the high priest's formation."

"Isn't it? Even His Majesty Suihuang can only break open by force, and His Majesty Xihuang also said that the way of the high priest's formation is only inferior to him."

"Then shall we go..."

"If you don't want to live, go by yourself. We are here to make contributions, not to watch the fun and die."

After saying this, everyone became calm.

On the other side, Wen Qian frowned, and hurriedly shouted: "The formation is unlocked, but I didn't notice the small formation next to it. Our whereabouts have been exposed. Let's run quickly?"

"Untied? Hahahaha! You are worthy of being my good brother, wait for me to get a few more jars, and you and I will drink in a safe place."

Wu Yang smashed open the door with a look of excitement, took away the wine like Yunjiu Hall with a wave of his big hand, and was about to run away while grabbing Wen Qian.

However, Wen Qian sensed something was wrong, a tyrannical aura was flying towards them, like a tsunami, like a meteorite, like the sun, like an irresistible disaster.

Sure enough, just as Wu Yang laughed and took a step, he rose into the air and stood on his head.

In front of Wen Qian's eyes, a strong man with a height of two meters, wearing animal skins, with forearms thicker than his thighs, and a bronze crown on his head appeared.

I saw him holding Wu Yang's calf with his big hand, and slammed it towards the ground. He slammed forward twice, then slammed left and right, and finally threw it on the ground dozens of times.

The ground was already in a mess, and Wu Yang cried out in pain: "This trick again! Do you want to kill me? Am I still your son?"

"Son? How can wine be important to a son?"

Suihuang kicked Wu Yang's chest, kicked him back into the rubble pile when he was about to stand up, and continued to shout: "Besides, I hit you lightly and hard. Before, I hit you after you finished drinking." , has been benevolent and righteous.”

Wen Qian looked at Wuyang, the injury was indeed not serious, it was all skin trauma, and the bones and internal organs were all intact, which made him admire Wuyang's defensive power.

"Is it the formation on the gate that your kid unlocked?"

Suddenly Suihuang set his sights on Wen Qian, and on that bearded face, a pair of ferocious beast-like eyes stared straight at him, as if wanting to devour him.

Just as Wen Qian was about to speak, he heard Wu Yang shouting: "I untied it, he was only responsible for guarding me, don't touch my brother!"

"Little bastard, you don't write drafts when you tell lies, so fuck you!"

Sui Huang kicked Wu Yang again, embedded him in the gravel, and continued to look at Wen Qian.

Wen Qian was also fearless in the face of danger, and calmly responded: "It is true that I unlocked it, but the small formation inside is indeed exquisite. If the formation on the first layer is not unlocked, the small formation cannot be found at all."

"It's really you who unlocked it! Not bad! Very good, more promising than this kid. I just happened to be electing a new genius to work in the palace. With your ability to unlock the formation, you can serve as a little priest. What do you think?" ?”

(End of this chapter)