My Mobile Phone Connects To Another World

The next day, Chen Baiju recovered a lot and was even able to get out of bed.

After all, he is a ninth-grade martial artist who can draw the vitality of heaven and earth to temper his body. He will naturally recover very quickly from such an injury that has not damaged his roots.

Upon learning that Chen Baiju had woken up, Qin Hao immediately brought Xu Bingwen over to visit.

Naturally, Xu Bingwen, the famous name of the Flowing Light Sword, has been heard of. As a genius on the list of geniuses, Xu Bingwen's name is also famous in the world.

Everyone is a swordsman, and with Qin Hao as the middleman, the two naturally chatted happily and hit it off immediately.

Just as the three of them were reminiscing about old times, another young swordsman came here.

This man had a dull expression and seemed unmoved by anything around him. His back was as straight as a mountain, and his eyes were looking sharply.

The first time Qin Hao saw this person, he seemed to see a peerless sword of loneliness, loneliness and arrogance.

"Are you? Yangjianchi Jiansan?"

The young man shook his head and said:

"I have raised Jianchi, and I will no longer call him Jiansan."

Qin Hao was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said:

"Yes, looking at your sword spirit, you are already qualified to have your own name, so what should I call you now?"

The young man shook his head again and said:

"I haven't decided what to call it yet."

Qin Hao was stunned again, thinking that this person was really a complete sword fanatic, and didn't care about anything except swords.

Xu Bingwen looked at the other party in amazement and murmured:

"What a pure swordsman..."

"How about I help you think of one?"

Qin Hao asked tentatively.

The young man nodded and said nothing.

Qin Hao thought for a moment and said:

"You are the only person I have ever seen besides the Sword God who is below the ninth level and understands the sword's will. Such talent in swordsmanship is arrogant in the world. How about you be called Ao Jue from now on? It perfectly matches your aloof sword's will. .”

The young man gently repeated the word "Ao Jue", then nodded and said

"Okay, my name is Ao Jue."

In fact, he didn't care at all what it was called, the name was just a code name, and he only had the sword in his heart.

Qin Hao smiled and said:

"Brother Ao, it's been over a year since we said goodbye to each other in Jiangu. Brother Xu and Brother Chen are both here. How can we meet old friends without wine? We must get drunk today."

As soon as he finished speaking, an angry voice sounded next to him.

"no."

The four people who were in high spirits were suddenly startled and turned around to see Ling'er staring at Qin Hao with a straight face.

Qin Hao smiled awkwardly and said:

"Ling'er, we finally reunited as old friends, how could we not have a drink?"

Ling'er pointed at Chen Baiju and said:

"Brother Chen can still drink in this state? You don't want him to get better soon, right?"

Qin Hao was stunned, turned to look at Chen Baiju who was also stunned, patted his forehead and blamed himself:

"Oh, blame me, blame me. When I'm happy, I forget that Brother Chen is still injured."

Chen Baiju waved his hand and said:

"Hey, what does this injury mean? Drinking is not important, I..."

His voice gradually became quieter. Looking at Ling'er's serious eyes, Chen Baiju couldn't help but feel weak for a moment.

"Brothers and sisters, I'll drink less, it won't be a problem..."

Chen Baiju's sibling call made Ling'er's face turn slightly red, but she still said seriously:

"No, your vitality is severely injured and your meridians are damaged. The smell of alcohol will make your injuries worse. You can't drink at all."

Chen Baiju was speechless and could only laugh awkwardly at the side. Qin Hao knew that Ling'er, as a doctor, always treated patients with integrity, and even he couldn't make Ling'er change her mind.

He could only look at Chen Baiju helplessly.

Xu Bingwen's eyes turned slightly, with a warm smile on his face.

"Hey, sister-in-law, don't worry. The three of us will drink. I promise you that I will never let Brother Chen touch a drop of wine."

Ling'er was no longer as easily deceived as she was when she first came out of Medicine Valley. She looked at Xu Bingwen and hummed:

"Humph, I don't know about you? You three are so excited to drink there, but Brother Chen can't bear it while sitting aside?"

Xu Bingwen said seriously:

"Sister-in-law, if you don't believe it, then just come with us."

Ling'er was stunned for a moment, then sighed slightly and said:

"You are a bunch of grown men drinking. What am I going to do? Forget it, you go ahead."

Ling'er walked up to Qin Hao again, looked up at him and said:

"If Brother Chen comes back later smelling of alcohol, let's see how I punish you."

Qin Hao nodded quickly and promised:

"Okay, okay, even if Brother Chen wants to drink, I won't give him wine..."

Xu Bingwen helped by saying:

"Yes, sister-in-law, if Qin Hao gives Brother Chen alcohol, you will punish him not to go back to his room to sleep."

Ling'er's face suddenly turned red with embarrassment, she rolled her eyes at Xu Bingwen angrily, covered her face and said shyly:

"Oh, what are you talking about..."

With that said, he ran into the inner room.

Qin Hao laughed, hooked Xu Bingwen's neck and secretly extended his thumb.

Xu Bingwen raised his chin, waved his hand and said:

"Let's go, we're about to drink. Don't stop drinking. This is a poem you composed, Brother Qin."

Qin Hao laughed and said:

"Singing while drinking, what is life like? Brother Chen, Brother Ao, follow up quickly."

With that said, the two of them walked out of the house arm in arm.

The young swordsman named Ao Jue, looking at the appearance of the two people, his eyes as sharp as swords, unknowingly had a soft expression. There are some expectations for things.

Chen Baiju sighed slightly, couldn't help but secretly look back inside the room, and then followed out.

After a few people left, Ling'er opened the door curtain in the inner room and sighed helplessly as she watched their retreating figures.

She took out the prescription for Chen Baiju, added and subtracted, made some changes, and muttered:

"What's so good about wine? It's so spicy."

After finishing speaking, she couldn't help but add:

"Except beer."

Among the four, Xu Bingwen had the worst drinking capacity. What made Qin Hao, Xu Bingwen and Chen Baiju unbelievable was that Ao Jue actually drank for the first time in his life. The key is that this guy's drinking capacity was extremely high and he could not get drunk no matter how much he drank.

Chen Baiju was a little reserved at first, saying he didn't dare to drink because he was afraid of being scolded by Dr. Ling'er. But later he couldn't help it anymore and started to roll up his sleeves and drink.

With a rising voice, Qin Hao directly filled a large bowl of Erguotou, raised the wine bowl and said:

"Three brothers, what I, Qin Hao, am doing now is to exterminate the nine tribes. The three of them can leave their families and careers to come to help at this time. This friendship is unforgettable to Qin Hao. I don't like to say some high-sounding empty words. All the gratitude is in this bowl of wine, I drank it, and from now on, you are my brothers in life and death."

"Dry."

After saying that, Qin Hao picked up the wine bowl and started drinking.

Xu Bingwen's blood boiled with excitement. He stood up suddenly, picked up the wine bowl and said:

"I, Xu Bingwen, was born of a maid. I have never been looked down upon by anyone. It was Brother Qin who condescended to me, regarded me as a friend and brother, and taught me martial arts. Brother Qin, how could you do such a big thing that would change the world? Selfless? I did this, and from now on, I am willing to go through fire and water for Brother Qin, no matter what."

After saying that, he also started to drink heavily.

Chen Baiju stood up silently, holding the wine bowl and said in a deep voice:

"A ban on martial arts in the world has almost cut off the backbone of martial artists in the world. After reaching the ninth rank, 90% of the masters in the martial arts world have chosen to join the royal court or the royal family. This river and lake is like a pool of stagnant water, lifeless. I am here to break it. All this removes the shackles placed on the necks of martial artists. From now on, if Brother Qin has any suggestion, I, Chen Baiju, will risk my life and go."

After saying that, he raised his head, and everyone heard the sound of swallowing.

Ao Jue looked at the three of them, picked up the wine bowl, and stood up.

"In the past thirty years, I have only practiced swordsmanship. That day during the battle in Sword Valley, Brother Qin made me realize the way of swordsmanship."

At this point, he paused for a moment.

"From now on, I am willing to be the sword in Brother Qin's hand and move forward indomitably wherever the sword's edge points."