The Almighty Taoist of the Beautiful President

Chapter 673 Domineering Master Uncle
Li Changan and Daoist Shengyang searched for a long time at the border of Kazakhstan, and finally found a dilapidated small bar.

This is the border of the mountains, and the people inside look very similar to those in western China, and they also eat potatoes, tomatoes, beef and mutton, and a kind of triangular scones.

It was evening at this time, and a group of mercenaries who came from Afghanistan to carry out their missions could still be seen, shouting loudly, and the smell of spirits and gunfire filled the entire bar.

Daoist Sheng Yang was refreshed when he came here, he licked his lips and said, "Damn it, the wine in Kunlun Realm is so weak and tasteless, this world is the place to drink."

Li Changan smiled, and directly bought the best brandy and high-strength vodka for his uncle, mixed with a unique tomato wine here, and made a big glass.

Because the land is close to the borders of various countries, the consumption here is mainly in US dollars, Huaxia coins, and euros. The money on Li Changan's body is enough to drink some wine.

Daoist Shengyang drank the wine in one gulp, shouted refreshedly, patted the table and shouted: "Xiaoer, let's have another jar."

People around him looked at him strangely, and they couldn't understand his strong ancient Shaanxi dialect.

Li Changan smiled secretly: "Uncle, the world is not what it used to be, just wait, I'll go get some wine."

Daoist Shengyang looked around majesticly, and his momentum suddenly rose: "Hmph, a group of wild pigs! How can you behave like a farm slave?"

He spoke the Chang'an dialect thousands of years ago, which meant that this group of barbarians from the Western Regions, how could they be so stingy like beggars, even drinking good wine in small cups, it's really ridiculous.

Li Changan went to the back, walked directly through the back kitchen of the bar, came to the big wine cabinet, knocked out the only security guard here with a punch, then grabbed dozens of bottles of vodka and brandy from the freezer, and packed them into the box , and presented it to Lord Shengyang.

Daoist Shengyang drank happily: "Chang'an, I am in Kunlun Mountain, and I always miss you, but I think you should be doing well even if you are sealed."

He laughed.

Li Changan saw that his uncle's face didn't change at all, he was still so bohemian, even the little mustache on his chin was so individual.

He bowed his head with emotion: "Uncle, I also wanted to visit you in Kunlun, but you know, my identity is not suitable for the past, after all, I was a person who was expelled by Taoism."

Daoist Shengyang said hesitantly: "Those are bullshit. If my brother hadn't laid down the death rules for me before I left, I would have fallen out with those trash in Kunlun Mountain long ago. It's fine if you don't go to Kunlun. How comfortable this world is.”

He was talking, drinking bottles of vodka, and a red-haired woman next to him was stunned.

In this kind of place, men who can drink are naturally eye-catching, especially the bad ruffian smell on Daoist Shengyang, which attracts women in the dust.

The red-haired woman came over with a proud figure, holding a glass of beer, smiling and winking at Daoist Shengyang.

Daoist Shengyang frowned greatly: "The world has changed, Chang'an, is this woman mocking me?"

Li Changan was startled, and hastily said in a low voice: "Master, she has taken a fancy to you."

Daoist Shengyang's face darkened: "What do you mean?"

Before Li Chang'an could explain, a group of mercenary men surrounded him. The leading man hugged the red-haired woman in his arms, threw her on the sofa beside him amidst laughter, and then slapped her hard.

The leading strong man drank too much, pulled out a gun, dangled it by the woman's mouth, cursed, and then surrounded Daoist Shengyang and Li Chang'an with people.

"This girl is mine, where did you come from, do you know the rules!" The gun in the big man's hand dangled, pointing at Daoist Shengyang and gesticulating.

Li Changan frowned: "Uncle, you sit and continue drinking, let the disciple teach me a lesson..."

Before he finished speaking, Daoist Shengyang smiled and held him down: "Let me do it!"

Although these three words are an understatement, they are full of indescribable arrogance.

Li Changan stuck out his tongue, thinking that you, the old man, are going to make a move, and I am afraid that the whole bar will suffer.

But Daoist Shengyang stood up slowly, drinking a bottle of wine, and flashes of white light appeared on his body, which startled the mercenaries.

"Ha, magic?" The drunk leader pointed his pistol at Daoist Shengyang, his mouth slapped, and his face was full of sarcasm.

"Idiot, my uncle is sealing his own power, it's not like using Taoism to bully you!" Li Changan said coldly in English.

The big man was stunned for a moment, and then he heard a bang, his whole nose sank, blood spurted out from his mouth, and all his teeth flew out.

Daoist Shengyang only used one hand, didn't use all of his body's power, and only relied on his own strength to fight with this group of mercenaries.

He played very happily, very happy.

In the end, there were mercenaries lying on their stomachs all over the floor, and Daoist Shengyang actually received two punches. He flicked his ballistic robe and threw away the wine bottle to let out a sigh: "Shuang, drinking and fighting, how many years have I never played like this?" gone."

Li Changan stared at him dumbfounded: "Master, you were hit twice?"

Daoist Shengyang smiled and hugged his shoulders: "You don't understand this. Sometimes, it takes a punch to feel that your body is still young, still has strength, and still has the feeling of being alive."

The two of them left the bar and came to the outskirts of this small town. Under the bright moon and stars, looking at the distant mountains, Daoist Shengyang looked serious: "Chang'an, tell me now, the black flower in your hand What happened to Lian?"

Li Changan sighed, and slowly told what happened in Jiangning.

He himself was confused, but when it came to the "seal of the three coffins", Daoist Shengyang walked anxiously on the spot with his hands behind his back: "Chang'an, this matter is troublesome, damn it, sir! Trouble!"

Li Changan smiled: "Master, how much trouble is there? Is the sky going to collapse?"

Daoist Shengyang was stunned, and suddenly grinned: "Well said, the sky hasn't fallen, people are still alive, so what's so scary!"

Li Chang'an came over and talked about what happened in the Kunlun Forbidden Prison, and finally talked about the situation where the guards hid in fright when they saw him. Daoist Shengyang couldn't help laughing wildly: "Of course, your hands Let alone them, those old guys from Kunlun Mountain will be shocked when they see this black lotus."

Li Chang'an became more and more curious: "Uncle, it's rare for you to come out of the customs. What's going on? That Wan Guiyi is a person from the Demon Sect. The seal he wants to break must be a monster from the Demon Sect. "

Daoist Shengyang put away his smile, and after a long time he smiled wryly and said: "My child, my uncle can tell you everything, but this matter cannot be said!"

(End of this chapter)