This wine is spiritual wine, which was previously awarded to Zhang Jing by Emperor Li Ye.

Nowadays, it is just right to entertain Chu Kuangren.

"Brother Zhang was joking. Although Brother Zhang's methods were indeed a little cruel, it was understandable after all. Anyone who was wanted would be angry in his heart."

"I admire my great admiration for Brother Zhang to slaughter the Demon-Suppressing Guards in his house in anger."

"It is normal to walk in the world and do things more ruthlessly. As long as you don't slaughter the common people for no reason, it's nothing. Those demon guards have killed a lot of people, and now they are just retribution."

"As for the Qingcheng Sword Sect, the same is true. They chased and killed the remaining disciples of the Iron Sword Sect, and they were not going to stay. Brother Zhang killed the Qingcheng Sword Sect and just reported it to him."

"I have been loved by the people in the world and called him a hero. I really don't dare to be a hero. Chu has never done anything to save the world. He does everything based on his preferences. He only gets this reputation because of his generous personality."

Chu Kuangren didn't care about Zhang Jing's reputation.

He can understand the things in the world, what is the right way? What is the devil way?

Isn't it all based on one mouth?

Some righteous figures do things more ruthlessly than most demonic people do.

"Haha, Brother Chu is a sensible person," Zhang Jing smiled.

"please."

"please."

"Sir, there are two people outside the mansion asking for you to see you, saying that it was your old friend," Zhang Ye walked to Zhang Jing's side to report.

"Oh? What does the person coming?" Zhang Jing raised his eyebrows.

In the world, he can be called a friend, but there are really few people.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to, but that most of the people he knows are killed by him.

"A monk, with a wine gourd hanging in his hand, a young man, carrying a long sword behind him, claiming to be his surname Feng," Zhang Ye said slowly.

"Brother Chu, Zhang will go to receive two friends," Zhang Jing stood up.

"Brother Zhang, please give me a gift," Chu Kuangren nodded.

Afterwards, Lord Zhang walked quickly to the door without any delay.

When Zhang Ye said that the person who said that he was a monk, Zhang Jing already knew who the person was.

He only knew such a monk in total. Who else could there be except Monk Wangyou?

"Brother Feng, Master, I've been neglected, I've been neglected," Zhang Jing arched his hand as soon as he saw the figure.

"I know I'm negligent, I'll have some good wine in a while," Monk Wangyou laughed.

"Brother Zhang, I haven't seen each other for several months, but it surprised me very much. I have heard of Brother Zhang's current reputation in the Snow Mountain Sect," Feng Wanli said with a smile with his eyes narrowed.

"What kind of reputation is a bad reputation," Zhang Jing shook his head.

"Brother Zhang is not humble, he is invincible under the Golden Pill, and he is the first in the Golden Pill. These names make me very envious," Feng Wanli said, his face seemed to be a little envious.

This is not pretended.

When we first met, Zhang Jing was only in the middle stage of the innate stage, but how long has it been since then?

Zhang Jing has reached the peak of his innate nature and has gained such a great reputation.

It's really surprising.

"Two, please," Zhang Jing laughed and led the two in.

Zhang Jing had basically guessed the reason why they came. It should have been for the sake of his pursuit in Southern Jin, but it might have been a little late.

"Come on, I'll introduce it to you two, this is it," Zhang Jing stepped forward and wanted to introduce Chu Kuangren's identity first.

"Hahaha, no need, I have always met Chu Daxia," Monk Wangyou laughed.

He has been traveling around the world for many years, so it is naturally impossible not to recognize a madman.

"Yes, I have met Mr. Chu several times, and I have to meet you before I know you, Brother Zhang," Feng Wanli greeted Chu Kuangren.

Zhang Ye was very eye-catching and moved two more chairs and wine glasses.

"Brother Feng, we're meeting again," Chu Kuangren nodded, and then looked at Monk Wangyou again.

"Crazy monk, again...you, have you formed a pill?" Chu Kuangren, who wanted to say hello, suddenly felt the deep breath of Monk Wangyou.

Monk Wangyou waved his hand and pretended to be indifferent and said:
Chapter completed!