If you are lucky enough to be reborn, develop first and then take revenge.

Feng Yunping, the direct descendant of the Feng family of the cultivation family, became a disciple of Master Jin Chan of the Wanxiang Sect. It is said that Master Jin Chan got his name because he signed a symbiosis contract with Jin Chan when he was young. The last time Master Jin Chan took action was twenty years ago, when his cultivation was in the early stages of Hedao.

There are four disciples of Master Jin Chan, Feng Yunping is the youngest. There are three people in the Wanxiang Sect who are good friends with him. In addition, Feng Yunping is pursuing Li Yuer, the princess of Dachen Kingdom and a disciple of Wanxiang Sect.

Feng Yunping's practice has been completed and he is less than a hundred years old. Now he is only an inner disciple. If you are promoted to Nascent Soul, you will be promoted to a core disciple.

Who are your friends, how did you meet them, personal hobbies, places you like to go, etc.

This information introduced Feng Yunping in great detail. Xiao Muyu felt that this person was elegant on the surface, but he was actually impetuous on the inside. The reason why he attacked himself must be because he felt that he had lost face in front of women because of him. Now, Xiao Muyu planned to take revenge on him, but did not dare to go to his sect to find him. I can only think of ways to wait for him to come out.

According to information, one of Feng Yunping's closest friends grew up together and is now a fellow disciple. This man loves fine wine, and once he discovers it, he must try it. Otherwise, you won’t sleep well and won’t eat well.

And this man often wanders around the market in search of fine wine. In this case, this is also a way.

On a new day, Zhang Zhiang walked around the market as usual, and then went to a restaurant to see if there were any new products. This was his routine every few days. He also generally had no hope. After all, if there is really good stuff, the people below have already contributed it to themselves.

After inspecting the shop, Zhang Zhiang came to the second floor of the restaurant, planning to have a drink and return to the sect. A burst of fragrance made him unable to move. He ran all the way and came to a man in black.

This black man is none other than Xiao Muyu after his disguise, and he is drinking the third-level spiritual wine Monkey Wine.

"Brother, do you want to sell this wine?"

While he was talking, someone had already arrived beside him, staring eagerly at the wine bottle.

Xiao Muyu picked up the wine bottle and took a sip, then placed it away from him. Seeing Xiao Muyu drinking, this man was so greedy that he swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"Do not sell!"

"Is it okay to exchange it? I'll trade two pots of third-level spiritual wine with you for one pot."

Two different pots of third-level spiritual wine appeared on the wine table, and Xiao Muyu glanced at them.

"Don't change!"

Zhang Zhiang felt uncomfortable now. The wine he wanted to drink would not be sold or exchanged, and he was so anxious that he couldn't buy it.

"Brother, I am a disciple of the Wanxiang Sect. If it can be exchanged, how about I owe you a favor?"

Xiao Muyu smiled and said: "What? Are you using your identity to suppress me?"

"No, no, Zhang can't do anything to bully others."

The conversation between the two also alarmed the surrounding guests. People at a table not far away recognized Zhang Zhiang.

"Young man, don't push yourself too far. Mr. Zhang giving you face doesn't mean you really have face. Just accept it when you're happy with it!"

Xiao Muyu glanced sideways and saw that it was only the early stage of pill formation.

"Who are you, and you have the right to speak?!"

"you.."

The man wanted to get up and come over, but was pulled back by his deskmate. Zhang Zhiang didn't want to make a big fuss.

"Brother, I'm so greedy for the aroma of this wine. You can set the conditions. Just give me some."

Xiao Muyu had to lament that this man was really a wine lover. Xiao Muyu rolled her eyes. Not many people could be so down-to-earth for a sip of wine.

"If you want to drink my wine, you can. You can treat me to this table."

Zhang Zhiang smiled and said: "Of course you can."

He quickly sat down and took out a cup, poured out a glass of wine and tasted it carefully. It is indeed a delicious food that I have never tasted before. Excited, I called the waiter and ordered some appetizers. Drink together with Xiao Muyu

"Brother, if you invite me to drink, you are my friend. I am Zhang Zhiang of the Wanxiang Sect. What do you call me, brother?"

"Why can't you stop your mouth after drinking? Doesn't my wine taste good?"

Zhang Zhiang smiled and concentrated on drinking. This pot didn't look big, but the two of us drank one cup at a time for nearly an hour before we were ready to finish.

"Brother, you don't have much wine left in this bottle of wine. How about exchanging it with me?"

Zhang Zhiang still didn't give up. He drank the wine smoothly and wanted to drink it with his friends.

Xiao Muyu just stood up and sat down again, staring at him for a while. Know that he is sincere.

"Since you said you are a disciple of the Wanxiang Sect, I will give you a chance. We will have a fight in the ring tomorrow. If you win, I will change it for you. If I win, the two bottles of wine you have are mine. In addition, Don’t say I’m bullying you. If you think you can’t beat me, you can ask your fellow disciples to play. I’m in the late stage of forming the elixir. I can’t beat you even if the elixir formation is complete. Do you dare to accept this challenge?”

Zhang Zhiang said: "Why don't you dare! Boss!"

The boss heard the commotion and ran over, "Mr. Zhang, what are your orders?"

Zhang Zhiang handed the two jugs of wine to the boss, and upon seeing this, Xiao Muyu also handed the jug over.

"I'll leave these three jugs of wine with you first. We'll have a fight tomorrow. Whoever wins will get the wine! You should keep it!"

"Okay, okay, Master Zhang, don't worry."

Zhang Zhiang said with a smile: "Brother, let's have a good time tomorrow."

Xiao Muyu deliberately looked at him.

"You can't do it. You're in the late stage of pill formation. Find a senior brother who has perfected pill formation tomorrow. Otherwise, if you are defeated at the feet of your sect, it won't be your own shame."

After saying that, he left. Zhang Zhiang also knew what the other party meant. The other party felt that he was weak and he was also an inner disciple of the Holy Land Sect.

Back at the sect, Zhang Zhiang told his friends about the competition, including Feng Yunping. Some people suggested that Senior Brother Jiedan Yuanyuan should be allowed to play. After all, this was what the other party requested and it was not against the rules. Some people think that Zhang Zhiang must play in victory or defeat. You can count, but it would be a shame if you didn't dare to play. In the end, everyone discussed that Zhang Zhiang would come on the court, and the other friends would go off the court to see each other's strength. If it really doesn't work, let Feng Yunping play again.

The next day, the brothers came to the hotel early to seal the ring, and Zhang Zhiang stood on the ring waiting. Many people surrounded the arena, waiting to watch the excitement. Many people recognized this master disciple of Wanxiang Sect and couldn't help but wonder who the other one was.

Zhang Zhiang's friends were crowded in the crowd, waiting for Xiao Muyu to appear.

At this time, Xiao Muyu had changed her appearance again, then squeezed into the crowd and slowly approached Feng Yunping. Arriving at Feng Yunping's side, Xiao Muyu gently patted Feng Yunping's shoulder and left.

Feng Yunping, who felt someone tapping his shoulder, was about to turn around when his body froze. His body slowly turned into ice crystals and suddenly turned into powder amid the squeeze of the crowd.

"Ah, dead!"

The cry of a member of the crowd caused a large area of ​​the field to be vacated. There was only ice slag in the field, and everything else turned into powder. Zhang Zhiang called his friends to control the people around him and not move, only to find that Feng Yunping was missing.

"Don't move, we need to invite the elders of the sect at this time!"

A jade slip flew out, and everyone was wary of those around them. As everyone knows, the real murderer has long since escaped from Fangshi and has left.