Evil King

Jun Wuyi frowned slightly: "Moxie, you and I know in my heart that going to stay in Qinghan is really the housekeeper’s own housework, and it has nothing to do with my Jun’s family. Although Qinghan bears the name of the monarch’s parents and grandchildren, it is actually It is nameless, and even, because there was no time for the wedding ceremony in the future, Qinghan is not really a member of our Jun family in terms of etiquette or in fact. However, when you were new to Dage, Qinghan was overwhelmed with grief. In order to take care of her emotions and prevent her from making excessive behaviors, she had to do it."

"But Qinghan is still young. When there is another happy marriage, the two have a tacit understanding, and even the documents for the dissolution of the marriage have been drawn up. That was when Dage was just killed, your grandfather personally The draft is currently reserved. As long as Qinghan nods, our Jun family will immediately use all power channels, including family members, including government officials, to inform the world, and return her an innocent daughter!"

"If Qinghan decides to leave, we will be sincerely happy for her. If Qinghan is able to have a good match, our Jun family will marry her in the manner of marrying a daughter. It is too unfair for her to be single at Jun's family all the time! One point, do you understand?" Jun had no intention of raising his head and rumouring that he looked at the sky and the moon, his eyes revealing deep regret. "Qinghan, she is really a very good girl. It's our Jun family, you Dage are not lucky, right."

"Uncle San, if the sister-in-law can really find a good match, we are naturally happy for her, but I always think... the butler is a bit weird!" Jun Moxie frowned. Suddenly I felt a little uncomfortable in my heart.

"If the housekeeper is in vain to care about Qinghan's happiness, just to weigh his own interests, it is naturally another matter. The housekeeper is certainly Qinghan's family, my Jun's family is Qinghan's family, how can Jun's daughter be insulted!" Jun Inadvertently said violently, the demeanor of the Profound Sky Master was revealed in these words!

"Uncle San, he is really brave! You deserve to be a master of the Profound Sky, a generation of blood-clothed generals!" Jun Moxie applauded!

"Fuck off!" Jun unintentionally kicked Young Master Jun's ass. The master of Sky Profound's skill is extraordinary. Jun Moxie flew out like a mist, and then a dark thing volleyed over him and got into his. Arms.

"That's what you want!" Jun unintentionally chuckled, and Shi Shiran left. He was able to take advantage of his nephew once, but it was rare!

The Young Master killer made a wonderful roll in the air and landed safely in the legendary "Buttocks towards the sky, flat sand and falling geese", then slid forward for a while, and got up. Jun had no intention of exerting an extremely powerful force, just kicking him into the air, but it would not hurt him in the slightest, showing the strength of the Profound Sky Master...

Taking out the dark thing from his arms, Jun Moxie smiled mysteriously-a mysterious pill of a sixth-order profound beast!

The red sun slanted slightly to the west, and it was already the afternoon of the next day.

Jun Moxie carried two jars of wine, got on the sedan chair, the most unwilling transportation tool, and swayed towards Song Laosan's tavern all the way.At this time, Song Lao San's tavern was already full of people and anxious.

Song Laosan was originally scheduled to be open for half a day, but then after thinking about it, he simply didn't open any business today. Directly listed and closed, anyway, it is not bad for this day and a half of business. Then I started to organize the shop to prepare for the afternoon competition.

Drinking wine is the rarest and greatest pleasure in Song Lao San's life. This is not one of the pleasures, but the only real pleasure! That kind of excitement and excitement made him feel more nervous than fighting against a master of the same level.

Although I don’t know if that kid can really come with a hundred times better than himself, he can’t help being full of expectations, although he is sure that there is absolutely no such good wine in the world that can surpass himself, but since the kid dared Kuahaikou, although the wine he brought is not as good as he said, it is still enough to make people look forward to...

In the morning, this originally dirty tavern had become clean and spotless. The snow-white wall covering covered the surrounding area and the roof. Down to the ground.

On the ground, there is an extra layer of light green carpet. The original tables and stools with lack of arms and legs were all swept away. Instead, two long tables, table tops made of high-quality white jade, and several fine red sandalwood chairs were neatly arranged.

On the case table, the twenty-four white jade wine glasses were superimposed in the shape of a spire, and there were two totaling forty-eight.

At the corners of the wall, each corner is hung with a string of pearls the size of pigeon eggs, hanging from top to bottom, exuding a soft brilliance, reflected and refracted by the white jade table and white jade wine glasses, making the entire tavern full With the colorful and magnificent dazzling colors, once people enter this tavern, they will inevitably have a feeling of stepping into a dreamy paradise...

That day, the middle-aged man stepped in happily, exclaimed, and put his feet back, and looked around suspiciously: Yes, this is the location of Song Lao San's tavern, how can it suddenly become More clean and luxurious than my palace?

Here and there are still the sloppy taverns of the past, even if it is a heaven and a fairyland, isn't it an exaggeration? !

Song Laosan hurried over to say hello. The middle-aged people walked in with some uncertainty, watching and exclaiming: "Song Laosan, you are too weird. Today I said it was a fight for wine, but in the end it's not just tasting two glasses. Wine? As for making it so solemnly? The king was so scared that he dared not walk in."

This Song Lao San knew his true identity, in front of him, naturally did not need to be too scrupulous.

"You can't say that, wine, for others or trivial matters, is the most important thing in the world for me! And I have a hunch that this wine fight may be the dragon and tiger fight I have always dreamed of! Or maybe it is. The most precious memory of my life Song Shang." Song Lao San said solemnly.

"Songshang? So you are Songshang! The Songshang who'respects the monarch a glass of wine and gives him a wound' back then!" The prince was taken aback, and then smiled: "But why didn't you hide your identity in front of me today?"

"Does it make sense to continue to conceal it?" Song Shang smiled bitterly. Three days ago, the black-robed man broke his own foundation in one go. What else was he hiding? There is no point in concealing it any more. If it weren't for today's fight, I'm afraid Song Lao San would close the tavern three days ago and find another hiding place.

"According to legend, Song Shangjun is elegant, personable, and has a weird habit, that is, before killing someone, he must give him a glass of wine. He is known as the gentleman of the wine,'send a glass of wine to the king and persuade you to go to Yellow Springs', but he doesn't know Song Why on earth did my brother have changed this way?" Wang Ye asked with a slight surprise and smiled.

"It's unbearable to look back, and then mention He Yi." Song Shang shook his head slightly, his eyes were extremely bitter, and he fell silent.

But the prince did not continue to ask questions wittily. By his side, there was another teenage boy with pink make-up and jade, and a cute porcelain doll. He faced strangers and tried his best to make his face. He looked calm and calm, but secretly a small hand gripped the prince's clothes tightly.

"This is the dog, Yang Mo." The prince stroked the top of the little boy's head with a look of affection.

"The roots are good." A faint voice said. The prince and Song Shang turned their heads and looked at it at the same time, only to see that the man in black appeared on a chair silently for some time that day, and his expression was calm; as if he did not see the earth-shaking changes in this tavern. generally.

"Thank you, sir for the compliment." With his eyesight, the prince naturally knows that this man in black is quite extraordinary, and it is most likely to be one of the legendary figures, otherwise he would never be injured by the peerless killer Song. fear. But he didn't care about words that were indifferent to him. I thought in my heart, if his son could be favored by this strange man, it would be his great good fortune instead.

He didn't know that the black-robed man just glanced at the son of "the prince" indifferently, then turned his head indifferently, as if he had no interest at all. The atmosphere in the tavern fell silent for a moment.

At present, the party who fights the wine has arrived, and the two judges have arrived, but the other party who fights the wine has not been seen for a long time.

Is it stage fright? !

The big killer is naturally not stage fright, how about stage fright in a game that he wins, but how can the king never think that this small fight for wine, betting like a joke, the characters involved, but He is a Great Master in the world, a well-known Profound Sky Master, and a prince and son!

And now, these few people who can shake the capital of Rivers and Lakes by stomping their feet are sitting and waiting for... the arrival of the young master.

First class...n't come; second class...n't come yet, wait...n't come yet...

What a big shelf!

The three people were a little angry at the same time. Even the people in black, who are like the masters of the world, are no exception. These three people, no matter where they go, have always been others waiting for them. Where have they been waiting for others? It just happened to run into Jun Moxie but made them wait and see.

After a long time, the man in black raised his eyebrows slightly, and after two breaths, Song Lao San's face moved. When the prince heard the movement, the sedan chair had already reached the door of the alley.

After getting off the sedan chair at the door of the small alley, Jun Moxie ordered the other people to wait here. He brought only two people, each holding a wine jar, and walked in leisurely.

I don’t want to go in directly on the sedan chair. It’s because the location of this tavern is remote. The alley is a bit narrower, almost as wide as the sedan chair. If the sedan chair is really forced in, the pedestrians on both sides can only practice standing upright across the sedan chair. There is no room for maneuver at all.

Although he got off the sedan chair, the swaying energy that Master Jun walked on was even more exaggerated than sitting in the sedan chair.

This is actually not, no matter how you deliberately set up your story, it is that this vehicle is too turbulent, especially the roller coaster of the previous life. How can you not sway when you get off the sedan? !

As soon as the curtain was lifted and entered, Jun Moxie, like the prince, immediately took a step back, his eyes rounded, and after a long time he said: "Lao Song, today will not be your wedding night, right?"

Song Lao San was stunned. The prince laughed with a "poof".

Looking at the full room, Jun Moxie said dissatisfied: "Didn't you say a good afternoon? Why did you come so early?"

As soon as the words came out, the three of them glared at each other at the same time! Even the black-robed man could not help but his eyes widened.

You don't blame yourself for being late, but you still have the face to blame others for being early? This guy is really thick-skinned! (To be continued, if you want to know what is going on, please visit www.qidian.com, there are more chapters, the author is supported, and the genuine reading is supported!)

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