Chapter 173 Cooking Wine and Talking About Heroes

The leaves are rustling.

The sky is full of sunset.

Under the leaves of Xiaoxiao trees, Zhao Wu has a long body, a solid chest, a broad and stalwart, and a dignified posture, just like a god.

In this chilling atmosphere, he is still extremely elegant, elegant, unrestrained and elegant, poised, with a faint smile on his face, with a bit of cynicalism.

His hands are beautiful, with slender fingers and distinct joints, but they are like carved white jade.

Such a pair of hands is enough to make any woman envious and overwhelmed, and it is enough to make no one have the heart to hurt the slightest bit.

But at this moment.

The two flawless and slender jade fingers clamped the sword that made Yan Nantian, the divine sword, move and frighten.

Fifteen deadly swords.

This is no longer the sword of the world.

It is the sword of death and destruction.

However, such a sword was caught by the two fingers that were so perfect that it would melt in the mouth.

Incredible.

unimaginable.

"Amazing!"

Diao Chan's bright beautiful eyes that can make a stunner in the world lose their luster like a blind man seem to be shining brightly.

She looked at the peerless sword with bone poison between her fingers, her eyes were full of admiration and tenderness.

Her two slender, round and powerful legs were involuntarily clamped.

The same goes for Zhao Min, Zhou Zhiruo, Han Ji and others.

Even the little lolita Wang Zhaojun, with big watery eyes, was full of admiration: "Big brother, you are amazing!"

"Boom!!"

Qianqian, the little fox held in her arms, raised her two furry front paws and whined, as if applauding Zhao Wu.

In the wine shop, Lu Xiaofeng's eyes were filled with indescribable horror.

He looked at Zhao Wu's two fingers.

He looked down at his two fingers again.

No opponent is slender.

No one is perfect.

The opponent has no strength yet.

Not to mention the speed and skill of the opponent.

Lu Xiaofeng's eyes darkened.

He is most famous for his two beards, which resemble two eyebrows, so he is known as Lu Xiaofeng with four eyebrows in the Jianghu.

His personality is most famous for being greedy for alcohol, lustful and meddling in other people's business, just like he can't sleep without a woman at night, which is well known in the world.

And the most famous of his martial arts is "Consonance One Finger", which refers to Lu Xiaofeng's two fingers.

The famous master Kugua of Shaolin School has always been contemptuous, but he also looks at Lu Xiaofeng differently, because he always thinks that Lu Xiaofeng's pinching of two fingers is a unique skill that has never been seen before or since.

Even the lonely and unruly Ximen Chuuxue sometimes even wants to exchange his own fingers for his two fingers.

And this finger of consonance is also a unique skill that Lu Xiaofeng is proud of.

His two fingers can pinch any weapon that the enemy attacks him, including swords, knives, darts, hidden weapons, etc.

Everyone thinks that his finger is connected with his heart, so it is called [Consonant One Finger].

The ability of Lingxi Yizhi is to be able to defend against unfavorable situations and undefendable states.

Consonance Finger is not only powerful in the world, but also very popular with women.

Lu Xiaofeng wandered around and captured the hearts of countless women.

A consonant finger.

It is indispensable.

But today.

Lu Xiaofeng was hit hard.

His consonant finger is under Zhao Wu's finger.

Complete failure.

Whether it's an enemy or a woman, a consonant finger to him is a blow to dimensionality reduction.

"Could it be that this is the number one strength in the romantic list?"

Lu Xiaofeng stroked the beard on his mouth with his thumb, full of thoughts.

Under Xiao Xiao's leaves, Yan Shisan recovered from the shock.

He didn't expect Zhao Wu's strength to be so powerful.

How terrifying should the Valkyrie be?

Is it really a fairy?

But he was more puzzled than shocked.

Yan Shisan said, "Why did you save me?"

Zhao Wudao: "If you want to save it, save it!"

Yan Shisan said: "A person who wants to die, what's the use of saving it, won't he die in the end?"

Zhao Wudao: "Do you really want to die?"

Yan Shisan said: "People are in the rivers and lakes, they can't help themselves, so what if they don't want to die? People have to do something!"

Zhao Wu pointed at the startled salamander and said, "Do you know her name?"

Yan Shisan said: "Surprised salamander!"

Zhao Wudao: "Why is it called a startled salamander?"

Yan Shisan said, "Because of the sword."

Zhao Wudao: "The net killer takes the sword as his name, and he is the slave of the sword, the slave of the sword. People can die, but the sword can't be lost!"

Yan Shisan said: "Oh."

Zhao Wudao: "She is still called the startling salamander, but she is no longer the slave of the sword."

Yan Shisan said: "Oh."

His eyes lit up.

Zhao Wudao: "No matter how strong a sword is, it will eventually have its limit, but a human being has no limit. If your heart is infinite, your strength will be infinite."

Yan Shisan: "My life is yours."

After finishing speaking, Yan Shisan put the sword back into its sheath, turned and left without taking a cloud.

"What are they talking about?"

"I can understand every word, but I don't know what to say when I put it together, I don't understand it!"

"I still don't understand why Yan Shisan committed suicide?"

Looking at the back of Yan Shisan's departure, the warriors in the wine shop were still puzzled.

They looked at Lu Xiaofeng: "Hero Lu, do you know why Yan Shisan committed suicide suddenly at the peak moment of victory?"

Just as famous as Lu Xiaofeng's lust is his wisdom.

All eyes were on Lu Xiaofeng.

Lu Xiaofeng rubbed his beard, and pondered: "I don't know why Yan Shisan committed suicide, but it should be related to his inability to control the deadly fifteen swords!"

When everyone heard the words, they all speculated: "Could it be that Yan Shisan couldn't control the Fifteen Killing Swords, so he was backlashed at a critical moment?"

"Nine out of ten!"

"Otherwise Yan Shisan would have no reason to commit suicide!"

Listening to everyone's discussion, Jiang Feng looked at Yan Nantian and asked:

"Brother, what do you think?"

"It's true that Yan Shisan can't control the Fifteen Killing Swords, but even if he can't, this sword should kill the startled salamander. I don't know why he committed suicide."

"Maybe he didn't want to kill the startled salamander, so he could only end this sword with suicide."

"Because he couldn't control the sword, he could only commit suicide."

"Hero Yan is too benevolent. Yan Shisan is a killer. How could he commit suicide in order not to kill the startled salamander?"

"If it's Hero Yan, it's almost the same!"

In fact, Yan Nantian's explanation was close to the truth, but the warriors around did not believe that Yan Shisan would choose to commit suicide just to kill the salamander.

From their point of view, it is likely that Yan Shisan was unable to control the Fifteen Deadly Sword and was bitten by the sword.

Yan Nantian listened to everyone's rebuttals and flattery, but didn't care.

He just expressed his opinion.

What does it matter if they believe it or not?

He came to the white dragon chariot, bowed his hands to Zhao Wu who had already returned, and said: "King Wu's merits are related to good fortune, listening to your words just now is better than reading ten years of books, thank you King Wu for your guidance."

Wow...

Wow...

There was an uproar in the wine shop, unexpectedly Zhao Wu's conversation with Yan Shisan just now would benefit Yan Nantian a lot.

Could it be that King Wu's swordsmanship is so powerful?

But if King Wu has such a terrifying swordsmanship, why isn't he on the list of sword gods?

"Perhaps Martial King is not a real swordsman, what he said just now may be what he heard from Martial God!"

"However, although King Wu did not make it to the list of God of Swords, his martial arts are indeed terrifying, far surpassing Yan Shisan, who is ranked nineteenth on the list of Gods of Swords, Yan Nantian, who is ranked fourteenth on the list of Gods of Swords, and even surpasses Jing Xi, who is fifth on the list of Swords Gods! "

"If there is a list of gods, King Wu will definitely be at the top of the list!"

"Who said it wasn't, that finger just now was so powerful, it gave me goosebumps, trembling all over, and it was hard to breathe!"

"The amorous feelings of that finger directly penetrate into the hearts of the people, it is deafening, it makes people's souls tremble, and it will never be forgotten!"

...

Ignoring the amazement around him, Zhao Wu looked at Yan Nantian and said, "Hero Yan is very polite, meeting is fate, if the two of you don't mind, why don't you come up and talk about it?"

"Thank you King Wu."

Without hesitation, Yan Nantian brought Jiang Feng forward.

at this time.

Lu Xiaofeng came running from behind, and said with a smile: "The fragrance of King Wu's wine can be smelled from a long way down, I, Lu Xiaofeng, have always been good at wine, I wonder if I can ask King Wu for a glass of wine?"

"Have friends come from afar!"

Zhao Wu smiled lightly and said, "Why not?"

"King Wu is refreshing! I, Lu Xiaofeng, make you my friend!"

With a smile all over his face, Lu Xiaofeng followed Yan Nantian and Jiang Feng onto the white dragon chariot.

Once entering the white dragon chariot, the inside suddenly opened up, as if entering another world.

Lu Xiaofeng looked at the hall curiously, and exclaimed, "This carriage has its own space inside, it's really a treasure!"

"Please sit down!"

Zhao Wu was still sitting on the bed, gesturing with empty hand.

Three tables have been set up in front of them, and the tables are full of fruits and fine wines.

"Thank you King Wu!"

Lu Xiaofeng, Yan Nantian and Jiang Feng sat down respectively.

Lu Xiaofeng was not polite, he picked up the flagon and filled a glass of wine, the rich aroma of the wine permeated the air, refreshing and making people feel ecstatic.

"It's really good wine."

Lu Xiaofeng sniffed his nose vigorously, and said intoxicated: "I, Lu Xiaofeng, have drunk all kinds of fine wines, but none of them can compare to King Wu's fine wines!"

"What Lu Daxia said is true, this wine is not a mortal thing."

Yan Nantian is also a person who loves wine, smelling the aroma of wine, the glutton in his stomach is ready to move, he poured himself a glass and asked:

"I don't know what the name of this wine is?"

"This wine is called Xiantao Niang. It is brewed from spirit peaches and various other spirits. Under heaven and man, you can pour it in just one cup!"

Zhao Wu held up Diao Chan's full bottle of wine in front of him, and said:

"Meeting is fate, I would like to offer a toast to everyone."

"King Wu is too polite!"

Everyone drank it all in one gulp, a burst of refreshing air rushed straight to the top of the sky, every cell in the body seemed to come alive, and the whole person was indescribably happy.

Hearty.

Like those three seconds.

"Good wine! Good wine!"

"It's really a fairy wine in the world!"

Yan Nantian and Lu Xiaofeng, two drunkards, trembled all over, their eyes were full of excitement.

It was the first time for them to drink such fine wine.

After all, this is what the system signs in.

Although not the most precious.

But in this world, it is also rare to see the best.

With the identities of Yan Nantian and Lu Xiaofeng, it is difficult to drink wine comparable to Xiantao Niang.

Boom.

After Jiang Feng finished drinking a cup, his cheeks were flushed, his body trembled, he swayed, and then fell down on the table.