I am omnipotent because of wine

The visitor saw the blood-stained man leaning against the table beside Style Style, as if blind, he pulled out the sword in his arms and swung it towards Style Style.

Father Ming and the others were startled and rushed over quickly, wanting to fight that person, but the other people behind him also rushed up.

The person who attacked Style had the sword in his hand caught between Style Style's two fingers, Style Style was puzzled, "Why did you kill me?"

The insight of that person just now came directly to the throat of Style.

"You dare to hurt my brother like this, even if I die, I will let you die." The man was startled when the sword was clamped between two fingers, but the red in his eyes became more obvious, showing his furious mood .

"Your words are wrong, why do you want me to die a bad death? If you are already dead, how can I be made a bad death by you?" Style never forgets to maintain his image, looking up at him .

At the same time, it also expresses the bad words of the immortal...

Of course, this kind of poor speech refers to words with low EQ.

At least the people in front of him saw that he had a sharp tongue.

"You..." When he said these words, the lights of the nearby candles lit up, and he could see clearly the face with his head bowed in the dark.

In a flash of shock, Style snatched the man's sword from his hand.

The other six people were startled when they saw Feng Style being pointed at with a sword. They all felt that his strength was not very good.

When did you have the ability to pick up blades with your bare hands?

Shock.

But it doesn't matter.

The man didn't only have a sword in his hand, he also had a dagger on the inside of his leg.

Shi Feng didn't even notice that when the dagger approached in front of him, he couldn't dodge it in time, so he could only turn his face slightly, and blood flowed down that flawless cheek.

The six people over there became even more angry!

Without saying a word, beat the others to the ground.

They came together and dragged the man who was caught with the sword aside, and it was a fat beating when he went up.

Shi Feng wiped the blood on his cheek, and looked at a loss, as if he didn't know why he only saved someone, but he still suffered from such an indiscriminate disaster.

Immediately, the Jianghu people present who had not escaped from the restaurant stared angrily at the man whose nose was bruised and his face was swollen from the beating, wishing he could go up and kick him a few times.

The man lying on the ground also thought that he was about to die like this, but unexpectedly woke up. After waking up, as soon as his inner strength was activated, he found that there was no problem with his body, maybe he was a little anemic?

What he saw when he raised his eyes was the immortal who he saw in a daze before, but why was there blood on the immortal's face?

With a 360-degree beautiful face, even if the big man lay on the ground and looked at his chin, he would feel that this is probably the most beautiful chin in the world...

When the person woke up, he was confused at first, and later found out the situation at the scene, and the man who had been beaten black and blue.

It took a little time to understand what happened. The big man first made a gesture of thanks to the style of the Jianghu talent seriously, and bowed to thank him.

After that, he kicked there, and the man with a bruised nose and swollen face sunk into his knees, and the man knelt down on one knee in an instant.

Style felt that he might be too imaginative, and instantly thought of the appearance of the brothers in the previous world when they proposed to the girl.

The villain in his heart shivered.

"What does this mean?" The style is unclear.

Sifu Mingfu came over.

The former snorted coldly.

The latter said, "Of course he has to apologize for what he did wrong. Is the wound on Brother Zishu okay?"

Style pretended not to understand the meaning of the previous sentence, and answered the latter sentence seriously, "It's all right now, the golden sore medicine I made a few days ago looks good, and when I meet the pharmacy, I will buy some medicinal materials Make it, and give you a few bottles."

A group of people were very moved.

The passer-by, Man A, kicked the half-kneeling man without a trace. Originally, he wanted him to kneel down, but he kicked his ass, and the man fell straight down...

What I saw when I looked up was the style of outer pants...

The hearts of the girls are exploding.

Style does nothing.

Ancient clothes, except fat times, there are outer pants and robes, which are so tightly covered that it is impossible to see anything, even if you see it, it doesn't matter, they are all men.

But girls don't think so.

Before the other men could react, the man lying there was beaten again.

Girl B, a passer-by, said while beating him, "I haven't even seen it, but you did! Go to hell, go to hell!"

style:……

Everyone: =_=

But even though the girls did it, it was all skin trauma. If you apply some medicine to reduce swelling and blood stasis, the man will be healed.

After talking about it, I found out that the big man who was poisoned before was a senior brother on Kunlun Mountain. This man played well with his younger junior sister and was engaged to get married.

But the little junior sister and the second child got involved.

The man who ranks second among the contemporary disciples of Kunlun Mountain, while his younger junior sister was still engaged, had sex with her, and was discovered by the senior brother afterwards, but the junior junior sister told the senior senior brother that the second senior brother was her Love.

Big brother is in pain.

I want to go down the mountain and meet the world of mortals.

The second brother felt that if he didn't die, he would definitely not be able to become the chief disciple and the next head, and married his junior sister.

So he poisoned him. It just so happened that a kind of fish was on the market these days. Although the meat of that fish was delicious, it contained something that made it more delicious when eaten alone, but it was just right when combined with that kind of poison...

If he hadn't met the famous medical sage in the Jianghu, the senior brother would definitely die.

The younger brother was about to cry when he got the news, and when he went down the mountain and led people to chase him, he saw the senior brother lying on the ground covered in blood, standing beside him with style, thinking that he had also attacked the senior brother.

However, the senior medical sage did not meet him, but met a barefoot doctor.

The barefoot doctor style faced the gratitude of the senior brother and the junior brother, with a god-man style, but rather cutely said, "People in the rivers and lakes, um, the road is uneven, draw your sword to clear the road."

"I'm a person in the rivers and lakes. If the road is uneven, I should draw my sword to help." Passerby Jia Nan has decided to become the butler of Style's next journey in the rivers and lakes.

"Yes, that's what it means." Style said without changing his expression.

The originally heavy scene suddenly became cheerful.

Everyone even started to complain about the style.

"Brother Zishu likes rabbit lanterns, and he has to take a bath every day. He is very skilled in martial arts, and he is obviously familiar with medical classics, four books and five classics, but he can forget even drawing a knife to help, hahaha." Simu laughed.

"Brother Zishu seems to be in a daze about these things, and he doesn't look like someone who can easily get rid of that kind of poison." The elder brother said with emotion.

"Zi Shu...Brother Zi Shu is not bad." The junior brother was arrogant and ashamed, and he felt extremely ashamed to avenge the favor of the senior brother's savior.

after that.

The pair of brothers left.

He said that he hoped to solve Kunlun's internal affairs in a short time, and that he could also participate in the new martial arts conference later, and hoped that his style would become famous all over the world at the martial arts conference.

At the same time, in the places they passed, the legends of style were left among the friends they met.

Ming's father and Ming's mother left together, and they also belonged to the same sect. To participate in the martial arts conference, you can't participate as a single person, and you need to take care of the sect.

Sifu and Simu also belong to the same family, but they are not related by blood. They also left after earnestly apologizing in the same style.

It is said that they will go to the master's gate first to meet up, and when they arrive at the martial arts lord's mansion, they will definitely play together.

Only passerby A male and passerby B female are left.

Style led the two of them to play everything in the city where the martial arts conference will be held.

The only places I haven't set foot in are probably brothels and watch houses.

They have been to the restaurant, and they encountered injustice.

Seeing the rough road, he drew his knife to clear the road, but he almost got stuck on a brown candy.

then.

Shi Feng went to a restaurant for dinner with Wang Lu and Zhao Mingyan.

I happened to meet a drunk man who was flirting with a girl in white mourning.

Zhao Mingyan had a strong personality, so she was naturally upset when she saw this, and wanted to go up and beat up that man, but Wang Lu felt uncomfortable, so he went over to hold her back.

Unexpectedly, the girl rushed directly to Style.

"This hero saved the slave's family. Although the slave's family sold himself to bury his father, he just wanted to sell himself into the young master's house as a slave. How can a girl from a pure and innocent family be a housekeeper?"

The way the girl cried was very pitiful.

Zhao Mingyan suddenly felt that something was wrong, so he didn't hit the drunk young master who looked very dandy.

The style is calm and indifferent, "But when this young master gave you money, you also accepted it. Nothing in this world can go as one wishes."

"You...how are you such a person?" The girl had a look of disbelief on her face, and she even took two steps back, as if her style had bullied her.

The style remembers its own personality, and its behavior is also consistent with "fair trade."

So girl, can you stay away from me?My pants are almost ripped off by you.

I know that people who sold their bodies to bury their fathers in ancient times, those who sold them to rich and ugly young masters, wanted to be slaves, and when they sold them to rich and handsome heroes, they wanted to give their bodies to each other.

But he is a fairy, and it depends on whether he is happy or not for a mortal to agree with him.

The style is cold.

Zhao Mingyan completely understood that something was wrong, Wang Lu looked at her like a fool, this kind of foolish woman is still following her husband!It's really hard to believe, I'm sure I won't be able to get married in the future, hum.

Wang Lu saw that Zhao Mingyan was calmly approaching the style, so he used internal force to expel the alcohol smell from the drunk young master on the ground, and said to the young master by the way, "You'd better deal with your own affairs, if you bother me If you don't care about our husband, I can relieve the alcohol in your body, and I can also make you poisoned by alcohol, and die quietly."

The young master got up cleverly and quickly got up, and yelled at the woman who sold her body to bury her father, "Since you said that you want to serve the young master as a slave to pay back the money for selling your body to bury your father, that's fine, young master, I don't mind." Sign a contract with the official, and you will never be allowed to be a concubine in this life, and will not have any relationship with you between men and women!"

The worry of life comes first, beauty is nothing, not to mention that although this woman looks pitiful and very weak, but the young master is just a whim, if he really dares to take a concubine and find a roommate, the old man at home can put her on her. The fat meat is beaten to a fatter circle.

"You..." The woman was angry.

With a slight movement of his fingers, a burst of energy flew out of his hand, intending to cut off the young master's head directly.

But was stopped by Wang Lu.

The young master looked dazed, and felt his neck was chilly. He even ran away with his servants, and he didn't bother to let this woman, who sold herself to bury her father, be his housekeeper and pay him money.

At this time, Feng Feng said in a flat voice, "If a girl knows how rough the skin of a woman who is so poor and sells her body to bury her father, and how thick her fingers are, she will understand how poorly she pretends."

Although the woman's fingers were not as beautiful as his, there were no more calluses except the calluses on the tiger's mouth, which were obviously left by holding weapons.

When did the person who pretended to snipe him become so unprofessional.

"Hmph, what a black and white Sanren, what a Feng Zishu! This seat will definitely make you die." I don't know what the woman did.

The original rough clothes on his body were instantly replaced by blood-soil brocade worth a thousand gold, and the red color rushing into his pupils made people feel uncomfortable, and he frowned in style.

The demon girl from the demon sect really thought that she was moved by her style, and just as she was about to say a few words, she was terribly annoyed by her style.

"Looking at red often makes the eyes tired, and looking at green can relieve it, but your whole body is red, is your eyesight not very good? If your eyesight is not very good, I have some plasters here. People in the world have martial arts, and their eyesight is poor It is excellent, and no one has tried medicine, so you should be quite suitable."

He spoke in a slow manner.

As soon as the words fell, the demon girl pulled out her whip angrily, and pointed it at Style's face.

Unlike others, this demon girl also likes a styled face, but she prefers other expressions on her styled face.

For example, pain and sorrow.

But it seems like it's just a dream.

Strong style.

Because of his lack of martial arts, the original owner was completely targeted during the struggle against the demon girl, and later was actually taken away by the demon girl and imprisoned.

And this time.

Style just turned sideways to avoid the vicious whip.

The foursome of the protagonist's parents appear.

The four of them were pleasantly surprised when they saw him, but they didn't expect him to have such a sinister side when they first met, so they shot immediately.

The rookies in the rivers and lakes are already strong, let alone four people joining forces. Although the Demon Cult and the Demon Girl are powerful, they don't want to continue, so as not to attract more people.

The final cold snort went away.

Because of this incident, Zhao Mingyan, Wang Lu and the two of them watched Style even more closely, and they resolutely forbade Style to run around before the martial arts conference started three days later.

Even if the style says, "I still have the ability to protect myself, Yanzi Alu doesn't have to worry so much."

Zhao Mingyan: "You can only be a thief for a thousand days. How can you guard against a thief for a thousand days? If you want to hurt you, you can only have a chance if you leave the martial arts lord's mansion. Of course, I don't have to worry about you staying here. After I investigate clearly, what is the reason? No matter what the reason is for such a villain to appear, Zishu will definitely be safe and sound, and he can play wherever he wants."

"Swallow is right." Wang Lu also nodded with a serious face.

Seeing Style's face seemed to be a little unhappy, Zhao Mingyan yelled at Wang Lu decisively, "Ah Lu, how can you call me Swallow? Only Zishu can call you Swallow!" Bullying and bullying others, let Style happy happy.

"Then don't call me A Lu!" Wang Lu Ying echoed.

The two immediately started fighting.

Completely abandoned his real life.

It was agreed to create some twists and turns in the relationship between the male and female protagonist's parents, but why did these two become the righteous side of the same camp.

Three days later, the martial arts conference started completely.

There are people coming and going in the residence of the leader of the martial arts alliance.

To come here for a conference, you need an invitation.

Style has nothing, but was invited in anyway.

People who come to the conference can not only directly invite sects, but when inviting a single person, that person can bring one person in.

The popularity of the style is revealed at this time.

Because of the martial arts conference, the very busy parents of the protagonist came to ask one by one, and took him in to participate in the martial arts conference.

Wang Lu and Zhao Mingyan were even more so.

Just a slight smile made the two of them fall into a trance, and then said, "I have an invitation."

Of course he had an invitation.

The senior brother and the junior junior brother are two people.

Except for the seal of the Martial Arts Leader's Mansion on the invitation card, it would not indicate in detail who was invited.

Otherwise, how could there be so many rivers and lakes legends.

The format of the martial arts conference is to compare young people with young people, middle-aged people with middle-aged people, and old people with old people.

Each chooses the strongest group and then competes with each other.

The leader of the martial arts may not be the one who wins No.1 in the competition, but he must have good morals and be able to represent the outstanding talents of the martial arts people to advance and retreat together and fight against the demon sect.

But even if No.1 is not the leader of martial arts, he can still make a name for himself in the world, and since then, his life has been accompanied by wind and cloud, and he has skyrocketed.

Style wasn't going to compete.

He just sat quietly in a relatively remote place, although because of his face, he still attracted a lot of people's attention.

But even so, there are still people who want to make things happen.

"I want to challenge Feng Zishu!" One person shouted after winning the Young No.1.

That person thought that he would be able to occupy a place in the arena in recent years, but he never imagined that the style alone has directly bagged all the hot spots in the arena recently.

It made his fiancée say how lucky he would be if he could meet Style.

It's a man, can this be tolerated?

The leader of the martial arts alliance is curious about who this Feng Zishu is?

He asked the people around him in a low voice, only to find that the young people turned their attention to Style, followed their gaze, and found it when they looked over. They were sitting there drinking a cup of tea with a cute expression style.

When Wang Lu saw his appearance, he felt amused, but instead of style, he said to everyone, "Brother Zishu is just a person who came down the mountain to practice, not a person in the Jianghu, and he doesn't participate in this kind of competition."

Of course, under normal circumstances, it is impossible for him to take the initiative to speak instead of style.