My space becomes the world

The four of them were full of wine and food. Yan Qingqing patted the pan bell and said, "Go, pick up our champion and send him back to Wanbao Pavilion."

Panzhong has always been good-natured. Although he is the second oldest, he rarely makes up his mind. He always responds to Yan Qingqing and Thirteen's requests. To show off, you need to carry people.

At this time, Di Feng stopped him: "Isn't this bad? There are so many people on the street. Brother Wan is a famous celebrity now. If he is recognized and loses his dignity, he should hire a carriage." Di Feng has to say This man is honest and kind, and thinks very comprehensively.

Yan Qingqing had a bad smile on her face: "That will cost a lot of money. We are not rich. Don't you want to see the embarrassment of the champion?"

Thirteen's eyes were shining brightly, and his face was filled with excitement that he couldn't hide. He is very young. Although he has a cold and introverted personality, he is completely a teenager by nature. He recognizes Chu Xinghe's strength, but he is still very interested in "doing bad things".

The bad taste of the few people all came up. Di Feng looked at Panzhong and Thirteen Eyes who were eager to give it a try, and unanimously approved Yan Qingqing's proposal.

In this way, Yan Qingqing walked in the front, followed by the three of them. Among them, Pan Zhong carried the drunken Chu Xinghe on his shoulders. The four brothers and sister held their heads high and strode forward, looking like hunters returning home with a full load, and Chu Xinghe was their prey. Even Emperor Wantong smiled and acquiesced to a few people's mischief.

Chu Xinghe practiced very diligently, but it was undeniable that he was lonely. Since he was able to practice, he spent most of the nearly two years in the Hundred Thousand Mountains.

The only one who could talk to him was himself, a bad old man. Chu Xinghe was only eighteen years old, which was the age when he was young and frivolous. Emperor Wantong did not want to suppress his nature and trained him into a machine that only wanted to cultivate and avenge himself.

Everyone needs friends, whether they are critical friends or negative friends. Life has been passing by for decades, how many people can accompany you to fool around? How many more years can we continue to fool around? Therefore, Emperor Wantong was happy for his disciples to make friends like Di Feng and others, and it was harmless to joke around occasionally.

Someone quickly recognized them on the street.

"Isn't that Di Feng and the others? They are carrying Wan He!"

"Wan He, is this Wan He, the champion of our Imperial City Talent Competition?"

"Isn't that right? Wan He is super strong. He fights in melees and wheel battles without fear. In the last battle, he scared off Liu Mufeng, the genius of the Liu family."...

Insiders hyped up Chu Xinghe's performance in the competition. There was a person next to him who was holding a small notebook and quickly jotting down notes. He was a storyteller, how could he miss such an explosive scene.

There are still many people who survived the Imperial City Talent Competition. Originally, being drunk was nothing to look at, it was just normal. But if a person who drinks too much is the winner of the Tianjiao Competition, and is paraded through the streets like this, then that’s a different story. Passers-by surround the team to see what’s going on.

Chu Xinghe was feeling dizzy. Hearing the noisy sounds around him, he thought he was dreaming and continued to sleep without opening his eyes.

Li Ran happened to be on the street today. He saw Chu Xinghe being carried on his shoulders by Pan Zhong and stopped Di Feng and the others. He opened his mouth and asked:

"How much alcohol did you drink to make your body in the Dragon Subduing Realm so drunk?"

Di Feng and the others recognized that the person was Li Ran, who had some friendship with Chu Xinghe. Before Di Feng could answer, Yan Qingqing rushed to answer: "I was the only one who drank with him. Although Wan He is strong, he is not strong enough to drink. He didn't drink much. He's unconscious. Very bad. Now we're sending him back."

Li Ran said with a bit of regret: "It's a pity. I still want to have a big drunken time with Brother Wan. It seems that there is no chance."

Looking at the backs of several people leaving, he shook his head helplessly.

In this way, the four people sent Chu Xinghe back to Wanbao Pavilion and handed him over to Hong Lin. Hong Lin was shocked when he saw Chu Xinghe, thinking that he was injured. After he was sure that he was just drunk, he felt relieved and thanked the four people with strange eyes.

The four brothers and sisters left happily, and even Thirteen, who had always been taciturn, bounced a little when walking.

When Chu Xinghe woke up, it was already the next morning. He drank more than he did at Shi Lan's house. He was really broken. Fortunately, he had no memory of his parade, otherwise he would probably die on the spot.

He rarely lets his guard down like this. This time, it may be because he underestimated the enemy too much. Also, he has great faith in the character of Du Feng and the other four. After all, in the Tianjiao Competition, the four of them did not choose to besiege him at the beginning. After losing the round battle, He also happily admitted defeat, which is not something ordinary people can do.

On the other hand, colleagues like Xue Pao, Liu Mufeng and others have to lament that the gap between people is so big.

Chu Xinghe rubbed his temples, his head still aching. After running the exercises and dissipating the smell of alcohol, I felt better.

He got up and opened the courtyard door. A boy was waiting for Chu Xinghe. This was arranged by Hong Lin. He felt that Chu Xinghe would look for him when he woke up, so he sent someone to wait in advance. Chu Xinghe indeed thought so, "Qihun Huaimuzhi" " He was unwilling to miss out and wanted to find out about Situ Bolei and Cao Kun from Hong Lin.

Neither of them were polite when they met. Hong Lin asked straight to the point: "Brother, have you got the things? Is the information I gave you accurate?"

Chu Xinghe shook his head: "No, the news is correct, but someone got it first."

Hong Lin asked curiously: "Who took that thing away."

Chu Xinghe rubbed his brows and said, "This is also the news that I was about to ask Brother Hong. I wonder if he knows that Cao Kun, the elder of the Qingyun Sect's Law Enforcement Hall, and the branch of the Sophora japonica tree was taken away by his disciple Situ Bolei. "

Hong Lin also frowned: "Qingyun Sect is one of the largest sects in Yunzhou, and the Qinglong Kingdom is within its sphere of influence. The branches of the Soul-Dwelling Sophora japonica were taken away by its elder disciples. I'm afraid there is no chance to get them back."

"Brother, you should wait for my news. The two cultivation materials I promised you have been approved by the top management of Wanbao Pavilion. As soon as there is news, I can help you get them." Wanbao Pavilion has confirmed Chu Xinghe's investment Value, began to attract all-round efforts.

Hong Lin's promise made Chu Xinghe feel better, but the news was of little value. What he needed was something more specific. He didn't want to miss any material about the master's reconstruction of the body. It seemed that he could only Figured it out myself.

"Brother Hong, do you know where there is earth fire?" Chu Xinghe changed the question. He was looking for earth fire to refine weapons. He had a piece of meteorite in his hand. Ordinary flames could not melt it, so he had to find a high-temperature flame. Just fine.

In fact, he could ask a forger to help him forge weapons, but after discussing with Emperor Wan Tong, he felt that he should forge it himself. First, he could gain access to some knowledge of weapon refining, and Emperor Wan Tong could teach him. Come, he will continue on his journey.