I became a peerless master

Chapter 339
Chapter 339: A little flustered
"Huh, even if you let me go, I won't be grateful to you in any way."

"If there is a dispute with my underworld in the future, even if I die, I will bite off a piece of your body!"

On the Qingshiban street, Song Ye was dumbfounded, watching the old beggar in front of him turn around and leave cursing.

Until now, he is still in the circle.

The development of things is really a bit unexpected.

I thought that I would accompany the drunk old man into the play, and call him "dao friend" or something like that, which would make him put down his guard when he was drunk.

I never thought that this guy is the kind of person who doesn't like oil and salt at all. He talked nonsense with himself for a few minutes as an immortal cultivator, and then turned around and left.

Young master, I have repeatedly emphasized that "this seat will not do anything to you", is there any problem with this?

I'm just expressing my goodwill as a "friend of Taoism".

Sure enough, a drunk person is unreasonable, even if he plays with him.

Song Ye shook his head silently and sighed, and did not intend to catch up.

Although it is indeed a bit pitiful for the old man to live on the streets, but with his drunken appearance, what if he really regards himself as a cultivator and wants to fight with the young master.

When the time comes, I won't be able to find a place to reason with you when I get beaten.

"I wanted to appease you, and then send something logically, and do my best to help you live more comfortably in this pitiful state."

"Since you don't want to, forget it."

"There will be opportunities in the future."

"If you want to show kindness, there is no reason why you can't do good deeds."

Shaking his head wryly smiling and muttering to himself, Song Ye has already made up his mind.

Today the poor old man is drunk, so we won't help him for the time being.

Since he is living on the streets of Binhe City, there will always be a chance to meet again in the future.After all, it is basically difficult for mortals to leave a city in the face of the threat of various demons dancing in the world of cultivating immortals.

What's more, he is still a poor old man with no long possessions.

I can't meet next time, he is always in this state.

If he could drink alcohol every day, he wouldn't be living in such rags on the streets.

At worst, let Brother Li Jishan pay more attention, and give him some help when you meet him on the street.

The young master has a single life trajectory, but brother Li Jishan is a truck driver, and it is his job to go out.

Thinking about how to help the old man as much as possible in the future, Song Ye quickly poured the wine in the clay pot into the sewer next to the steps.

The wine is tainted by three dumb pets, but the crockpot still works.

As ordinary people live their lives, they naturally save as much as they can.

And the reason why Song Ye is so busy is because from the back of watching the old drunkard leave, from the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of a slow-moving Lingshi pickup truck at the end of Qingshiban street, who could it be if it wasn't her father Li Jishan...

wow~

The thought of liquid pouring into the sewer came after he wanted to move himself, and the body of Styx King Styx suddenly staggered on the street, his old face was full of pain.

He was already somewhat drunk, and it was normal for him to sway from side to side.

It's just that this wave of body trembling was not because of the drunken movements that he had become accustomed to after drinking, but because he was really stimulated.

That's something full of higher-level wine skills.

Buying this seat failed, and he just dumped it like this!

Simply…

A lot of yelling and scolding about ignorance and cherishing emerged in his mind. Although Styx was heartbroken and wished to turn around and talk to the other party, in the end he just left quietly a little faster.

Perhaps, this guy is demonstrating against this seat.

I couldn't wish for it, and even almost betrayed the Nadzu's treasure because of it. It's just a junk thing he can throw away.

This wave of pouring wine full of Tao charm into the sewer is not very harmful, but extremely insulting.

However, Styx is the sage who proved the way, and he is also a saint who has been loathed by the stylus for a long time, so he will not lose his mind because of this.

That's someone else's thing, and it's his right no matter how he handles it.

It doesn't matter whether he is demonstrating or insulting.

It is absolutely impossible for this seat to succumb to a stronger force, or to be hot-headed.

The future of the Ming clan is the most important, the overall situation of the underworld is the most important, and the great cause of Lord Nine Nether Emperors is the most important.

For the sake of the Ming clan, the old man is not even afraid of death, even willing to give up his life, so what is the temptation.

Yes, the Holy King of Styx made up his mind to come to the mortal world. Even after the other party exposed his aura, he resolutely chose to come here and meet the other party. He had already made plans to perish.

Use your own death to exchange a true and false innocence for Emperor Jiuyouming, who is recovering his strength in the void time and space.

The old alcoholic didn't see this as a pointless sacrifice.

Of course, it is related to the entire underworld and the competition for the holy position of the Great Dao of Reincarnation.

Once he appeared in front of the fake Nine Nether Emperor, he would definitely die without life, and the Holy King of Minghe knew this very well.

I didn't expect that when the two really met, the other party didn't even have any intention of making a move against me.

Although he took out a higher-level treasure of wine to buy me, but after being flatly rejected, he just let it go and let himself go, which is hard for the old man to understand.

Isn't he worried that after returning to the underworld, the ghost king and others loyal to him will be completely defeated and even die?
He has such a horrible layout for the underworld, and almost every detail misleads people towards the fact that he is the Nine Nether Emperor, how could he just let it go?
What's the matter, it really deserves to be an existence that can compete with Emperor Jiuyouming and others, and the old man can't understand it at all.

Doubtful about Gamon's circle, the fight didn't end, and what he was prepared to die for didn't happen, but Styx was a little panicked.

I just want to tell him that the other party will definitely not let me go so easily, and completely expose his false identity in the underworld.

But there was no other sign of conspiracy to be found.

"That's all, no matter what his plan is, I just need to do my own thing."

"To prevent any unexpected events, it's better to tell that boy Fengdu the truth now."

Stumbling drunkenly, he walked across the entire street, and at the corner, the old drunkard paused, and quietly struck out a seal in his hand.

In the dilapidated hut in the corner of the underworld, a figure exactly like the Holy King of Styx suddenly gathered.

The next moment, the sloppy old man appeared thousands of miles away.

The deity was exploring the mortal world, and the clone that he transformed into after exhausting his energy, blood and cultivation was hidden in the underworld. This was exactly what the Saint King of Styx had prepared.

The old man was really preparing to go to the mortal world with the intention of dying.

Once something unexpected happens to the deity, the avatar left in the underworld will immediately condense and appear, heading straight for the Holy King of Fengdu.

Moreover, this avatar was endowed with a holy obsession by the Sacred King of Styx, so there is absolutely no chance of anything going wrong...

(End of this chapter)