Broken Night

Chapter Seventy-Eight ── Death of a Drunk Dream in the Lion-Waking Tower

At dusk, Xu Yan, Bai Yun and Zuo Chengzhe walked into a restaurant—Xingshi Lou.

Also named after the lion, this restaurant is the best restaurant in Night Lion City.

Xu Yan, who was carrying a huge sum of money, was naturally informal and said to Xiao Er, "Take us to the best box!"

The shop boy naturally wouldn't believe the words of a little doll like Xu Yan. He looked at Bai Yun and Zuo Chengzhe with questioning eyes. Bai Yun smiled and said, "Listen to him."

"Good customer!"

Under the leadership of the second shopkeeper, they went straight up and came to the third floor of Xingshi Building.

Compared with the two floors below, there is only one person sitting alone here, and the rest of the seats are empty.

The man just glanced at the three of them, but didn't say anything, and continued to think for himself.

Xu Yan waited for the three of them to sit down, and immediately said, "First come two kilograms of the best wine, and then bring any famous side dishes!"

With what Bai Yun said just now, the shop assistant immediately said, "Okay! Waiter, please wait!"

Perhaps it could be seen that the three of them were forthright, and the second shop assistant moved quickly, and immediately came to drink. Zuo Chengzhe frowned: "Brother Xu, your body is just right, and... you are only twelve years old, can you drink?"

Xu Yan rolled his eyes and patted his bald head: "I saved your life when I was only twelve years old, what do you think!" He didn't pour it into the cup, he just slapped the lid of the wine jar with one hand and poured it. He took a big mouthful and took a long breath: "Enjoyed!"

Seeing Xu Yan drinking more and more energetically, Zuo Chengzhe didn't say anything anymore, took another jug ​​of wine and opened it, and poured a glass for Bai Yun and himself.

"Respect to die hard."

"Done!"

The three laughed and took a long sip.

As if feeling the warm atmosphere between the three, the person drinking alone by the window glanced here.

The position between them is very delicate, Bai Yun and Zuo Chengzhe both have their backs to that person. However, Xu Yan was facing the man. He saw the man glanced here, and his eyes were filled with envy.

Xu Yan's expression changed.

He was a bold person, and immediately shouted: "That brother, why are you drinking and drinking at your own discretion over there? Do you want to come together? I will cover all the expenses!"

The man looked very young, probably in his teens or twenties.

He was also taken aback by Xu Yan's invitation.

They don't know who I am?

But soon, he laughed, knowing what? Don't know what to do?

This young man is not a hypocritical person, and he also clasped his fists and said loudly: "Even if the little brother sincerely invites you, it is better to be respectful than to obey."

The young man came over with a jug of wine.

"Come, come! Drink, drink!" Xu Yan was very excited to pour wine for the brother, and then started drinking. Zuo Chengzhe and Bai Yun looked at each other helplessly, but they also knew that after being bored for more than a month, Xu Yan was also mad because of boredom, so he had to let him go.

Zuo Chengzhe and Bai Yun only took a few sips occasionally, causing Xu Yan's white eyes to roll over again and again. But that Xiongtai didn't have such scruples, as if he was in harmony with Xu Yan, and the two of them seemed to be fighting over wine.

After drinking the third altar, Xu Yan, who had just recovered from his serious injury, also began to feel a little groggy. And the young man was also incoherent: "Little brother! I ask you! Why is God so unfair!"

He stood up abruptly, holding the wine glass but swaying: "I! Such a genius is stuck in this small mouth? Why! It's not fair!"

"That's right! It's unfair!" Although he didn't know what was unfair, Xu Yan subconsciously agreed, but he took another gulp.

"It's not fair!" The young man seemed to be really drunk, and he pulled at the front of his robe: "I thank Yubai, Xiantian Heart Palace! But at the age of eighteen, he couldn't even break through the realm of a palace!"

"How is that possible! Since God wants me to have no talent, why give me the Innate Heart Palace!"

Zuo Chengzhe and Bai Yun looked at each other and sighed secretly.

The tattooists are like thorns and thorns. If they can't break through the first palace at the age of twelve, even if they break through in the future, they will only be mediocre in the future, even if it is difficult to break through the second palace.

Probably only the first Tian Palace, the later breakthrough means the stronger the talent. Innate Heaven Palaces like Xu Yan and Lan Ming don't need to worry at all.

Innate Heart Palace, but a very powerful talent.

But trapped here, I have to say that God's will is messing with people!

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Xu Yan, who was so drunk, raised his head to look at the young man with his chest exposed. After taking another gulp of wine, he said casually, "Brother! You are poisoned. Naturally, no matter how you exercise your tattoo strength, it will not help."

"Poisoned?" The young man was stunned when he heard the words, and half of his drunkenness disappeared immediately: "What did you say?"

And when he looked at Xu Yan again, Xu Yan was already lying on the table and fell asleep, his mouth was still open and closed and he muttered: "I still want to drink..."

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The next day, Xu Yan opened his eyes, but he had a splitting headache.

Ah... Without Lan Ming, drinking without restraint is really not right.

That's how people are. When Lan Ming was there, he felt that the guy was always annoying. When Lan Ming was away, he could drink whatever he wanted, but he missed the guy who kept taking care of him.

"Brother, are you alright?" A head popped out of his sight, so frightened Xu Yan immediately shouted and sat up!

boom!

The two heads collided, and the two pressed their heads together and screamed!

"Who are you!" Xu Yan was furious, and he had to be frightened by his headache. Thinking of me is so easy to bully!

Although the man was in the same pain, he couldn't care so much: "Little brother, have you forgotten me? The brother who was drinking with you yesterday!"

Xu Yan frowned his caterpillar-like eyebrows, then looked at Zuo Chengzhe and Baiyun. Zuo Chengzhe looked at his nose and heart and ignored them. Bai Yun, however, put his feet on the window sill without any image and swayed: "This brother came back with you yesterday. You brat doesn't know how to drink in moderation, so don't want to drink in the future."

When Xu Yan heard the words, his face was bitter, and another one came to take care of him.

Even so, he gradually recognized the person in front of him: "Well, I remembered it. Xiongtai, as soon as you and I meet, there is no need to follow me back!"

The young man was stunned when he heard the words, and immediately opened his chest, seeing Xu Yan's "Hua Rong pale" and covering his eyes: "Brother! Xiongtai, calm down! I'm not a broken sleeve. !"

"No! What did you mean yesterday when you said I was poisoned?"

Hearing the young man's words, Xu Yan looked between his fingers.

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The young man was lying on the bed, and Xu Yan felt much more comfortable after drinking the sobering tea.

He frowned after taking the pulse of a young man, but didn't say anything. Then his fingers merged into sword fingers: "Offended."

His **** kept pressing or exploring something on the young man's chest. Although he felt a little nauseated, the young man also knew that maybe there was something wrong with him, so he didn't say anything. He had nowhere to go, and he could only gamble.

Although this boy looks like a doll, what other choice does he have?

For a long time, Xu Yan's sword finger stopped in one position.

That's probably between the heart and the armpit, and then the sword finger pressed hard.

"Ah!" The young man only felt a sharp pain, and the whole person sat up in pain!

He was panting, his face full of disbelief: "Then... what is that!?"

Xu Yan's face was calm: "As I said before I got drunk, you are poisoned."