The Strongest Sect of All Times

Wang Guzong, after the kitchen.

"Boom boom!" Ma Yongning brandished a kitchen knife and cut the vegetables on the cutting board into rows and rows. From the point of view, it was obviously stronger.

One black and two black ran back and forth with the cut vegetables. Although he was busy, a bright smile always appeared on his face.

"Ziz!"

The pan is hot and oily.

"call!"

Deputy chef Qian Songbao left the palm in his left hand and set the fire in his right hand. He was focusing on cooking and was also very happy.

"Hoo!"

Liu Wanshi of the other stovetop leaned his hands on the cauldron with his eyes closed, the stove fire was released, and the most professional blind frying was in progress.

The dining hall is too busy.

What is this for? No need to ask, there must be a grand celebration banquet.

There are three celebrations.

First, the Demon Emperor's army is completely destroyed.

Second, the parents of the suzerain reunited.

Third, Xiao Guiji was resurrected in situ.

It’s a big joy to choose one at random, so Jun Changxiao decided to hold a grand celebration banquet, and invited the elders of all ethnic groups to participate.

"brush!"

"brush!"

The huge performance hall of the main peak is lined up with tables of eight immortals. The members of the dining hall come up with delicious dishes and drunken dreams.

"call!"

Jian Guixu and others took a deep breath and said with emotion: "Fragrant, really fragrant!"

After an hour of preparation, all the dishes were prepared.

"Seat!"

Yuan Gongzi said.

Wang Zongzhang and the big men of all ethnic groups and cities sat down and put their hands on the filled wine glasses.

"brush!"

Jun Changxiao picked up the wine, raised his head high, and said seriously: "This glass of wine, respect the dead!"

The Demon Emperor's army attacked the ancient world, and many warriors of all ethnic groups died in order to strengthen the formation. He will naturally not forget it, and will naturally remember it.

Iron bone mountain.

A land of feng shui.

Li Qingyang has been transformed into a hero mound.

All the souls who died in the war will be buried here, enjoying the worship of the world.

"son."

After the construction of the Hero Mound, Zhang Sanlai observed and sincerely said: "This place you chose is an excellent place for feng shui, and it is covered by the powerful luck of the ancient ancestors. , There are extraordinary achievements!"

"I can't be resurrected as the souls who died in the ancient world like the resurrection sin." Jun Changxiao arranged the tombstones and bowed to the front, saying: "I can only fight for a good afterlife to the best of my ability."

war.

There will be sacrifices after all.

Xiao Guiji could use the Lingyan Pavilion to get back to life, but those who died in battle did not have this privilege, and could only be buried in Feng Shui treasures to arrange a bright future.

This is also a perfect ending.

"brush!"

Vanguard and the martial arts of all ethnic groups stood up one after another and raised their glasses to drink.

This glass of wine respects the dead.

Respect their dedication and sacrifice.

Jun Changxiao poured the wine again, lifted it up, looked out of the ancient world, and said, "The second glass of wine, everyone here, respect the world!"

The sacrificed souls need to be remembered, and the living creatures need to be remembered even more, because they have also paid, and even fearless in the face of death.

"Gutter!"

Jun Changxiao drinks alcohol.

At that moment, he was very serious, and he was a master.

All ethnic groups and city warriors drank a glass of wine, then quickly filled it up, and stood up together, the king smiled often, and said in unison: "This glass of wine, respect the monarch and lord! Respect the ancient ancestor!"

The eternal world can be safe from the crisis. The greatest hero must be Jun Changxiao and his ancestors. Therefore, the spirits who live here cannot be described in words, and everything is in the wine!

"Come!"

"Cheers!"

...

After the toasting session, the celebration banquet officially began, and the slightly sad atmosphere was soon replaced by cheerfulness.

"Boom!"

Ye Xingchen sat down, placed the two altars on the table, and said coldly: "If you are not drunk, you will not return."

"..."

Xiao Guiji's expression was brilliant.

After a while, he picked up the two jars of wine under his feet and said happily: "Okay!"

"Can I join?" Su Xiaomo came over to join in the excitement, but he didn't pay attention, only brought one altar.

"can you?"

Ye Xingchen questioned.

"Uh..." Su Xiaomo pretended to be arrogant: "It's no problem letting you down!"

"Come!"

The three men at the same time shot off the wine jar mud seal, and then raised their mouths to drink.

"Oh." Liu Wanshi, who was sitting next to him, grumbled and said: "Don't just patronize and drink, eat some dishes!"

...

"Boom!"

After drunk and drunk, Su Xiaomo fell under the table.

He hugged the empty wine altar and said: "I...I can still drink...I am not drunk..."

Ye Xingchen and Xiao Guiji haven't got the difference yet. The two put their legs on the chair and picked up a pot of wine.

Seen from the surface.

The two were drinking wine.

From a deep perspective.

The two were drinking the same emotion.

As for Ye Xingchen, after seeing Xiao Guiji resurrected, why did he hit it with a punch, he didn't go into more descriptions, he understood everything, he said nothing.

The banquet lasted until midnight.

Many people are drunk and drunk, and the drink is crooked.

Ye Xingchen and Xiao Guiji drank too much, and under the control of alcohol, they jumped and jumped around the campfire, just like a gorilla dancing.

...

Four more days.

The banquet is over.

Many warriors and disciples were carried back.

Overall, they ate well and enjoyed themselves.

but.

As the protagonist of the celebration, Gongsun Ruoli sat alone on the tower of the Stone Statue City after the banquet, looking at the sky in a daze.

She tried to cover up her son and mother, and all the pain could only be sustained by herself.

"father."

At this time, Jun Changxiao came from behind and said, "You seem a little unhappy."

"No."

Gongsun Ruoli hurriedly wiped away the tears in the corner of his eyes, Qiang Yanhuan smiled and said: "I am very happy."

"I'm guilty."

Jun Chang laughed: "I have abused my mother for so long."

"That was when he abandoned his husband and abandoned his son." Gongsun Ruoli comforted: "My son does not need to blame himself."

"father……"

"The eternal world belongs to you. My stone figurine went to the village to follow the custom, and will be called my mother in the future." Gongsun Ruoli interrupted.

Jun Chang laughed and had no opinion. No matter what he shouted, he was his closest relative. This will not change, so he kindly shouted: "Okay, mother."

"Call a mother."

"mother!"

Gongsun Ruo put a hand on Jun Chang's smiling face and said lovingly, "Good boy, mother only has one wish, that is, no matter what happens, you must live well."

Feeling the temperature from the palm of her hand, the pain in her heart weakened a lot.

son.

Is the only one.

It is really wonderful to have loved ones.

However, the guilt in Jun Changxiao's heart grew deeper when he remembered that the blood of the stone statue was fused and that he was deceiving her.

"No way~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The system said helplessly: "The host is not malicious. "

"mother."

Jun Chang smiled brightly and said, "The son will live well, and will also perform filial piety in front of the second elder, and give you a carefree and nurturing life."

Gongsun Ruo blankly glanced at him angrily, and said, "I'm not old enough to take care of my life."

"Spoken!"

Jun Chang laughed quickly.

"Okay, okay." Gongsun Ruo waved his hand and said intentionally: "Don't let your daughter-in-law wait for a long time, hurry back to rest."

"..."

Jun Chang's smile suddenly turned red.

I rely on! The face of this product turned red! miracle!