"What do you think? Miss Mei, if we don't drink this cup, our friendship will be broken!"

"What kind of friendship do we have!" Mei Rui said angrily.

In his heart, he felt that Song Yunge was not worthy of his younger sister, so he never wanted to have any friendship with Mei Ying.

"Your words are so heartbreaking!" Song Yunge smiled.

Mei Rui said: "Song Yunge, are you pretending to be drunk or are you really drunk?!"

"Of course I'm really drunk!" Song Yunge said.

His eyes suddenly became clear and he looked at Mei Rui with a smile, then at Lu Zheng, and said with a smile: "Look, I'll sing a good show for you!"

"This..." Mei Rui suddenly realized.

Lu Zheng said: "What a good show?"

"Drunk and beat Meng Xuanyuan!" Song Yunge smiled and said, "You just think I'm really drunk!"

He then shouted: "Where is Miss Xian'er?"

The sound was like a bell, trembling the room, and the wine glasses and plates on the table jumped.

These rooms are very soundproof, but his shout contained the vitality of a master of heaven and earth, and a wall could not be separated from it.

Meng Xuanyuan heard it all at once.

"Good boy!" Meng Xuanyuan heard his voice and sneered: "This is a drunken madman!"

He could understand Song Yunge's frustration, which was the source of his pleasure.

If you are embarrassed by such a stunning beauty like Hu Xian'er, you will be so depressed that you will become crazy. If you use alcohol to put the fire, you will naturally get drunk soon. The alcohol will make the cowards brave, and now your courage will come.

The three young men smiled and said, "He is really brave enough. This is a provocation to you."

"Hey, he has the intention but not the courage, so he can only call him Miss Xian'er." Meng Xuanyuan became more and more proud.

Seeing others' distressed and helpless painful appearance, he is the happiest. He can feel a sense of superiority and accomplishment that dominates others and is above others.

"Meng Xuanyuan!" Song Yunge suddenly hissed, "Who are you? You are pretending to be crazy all day long and do nothing!"

Meng Xuanyuan's smile suddenly solidified.

The faces of the three young men also changed slightly.

Hu Xian'er's bright eyes shone with a ray of light and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised.

"Meng Xuanyuan, what are you? Your qualifications are mediocre. If it weren't for the good luck, how could you become the master of the sword?"

Meng Xuanyuan's face suddenly became gloomy.

He was also a weak person on Ziji Island at the time, and his luck suddenly improved after being assigned to Xuanwu Guard.

In a Tianmei invasion, Liushi Xuanwu Guard fought hard against a Tianmei master, both of which were injured and both were burned.

In the end, he was the only one who survived, took the big contribution, and then entered the Mount of the Shenshen to improve his qualifications and stepped into the Sword Master.

This matter has always been controversial. Some people suspect him and think that all the six Xuanwu Guards should not have been destroyed at that time. I am afraid he would have done something.

But this statement has no evidence to support it, and it is considered to be jealous of his monopoly of merit.

This has always been his taboo and cannot be mentioned.

Seeing this, his three subordinates shook their heads secretly. Song Yunge is really seeking death!

"What a tall man, I'll go and deal with him!" A burly young man stood up.

Meng Xuanyuan waved his hand, with a gloomy big pancake face, and grinned: "I want to change his habit of being innocent after drinking!"

"What a big deal? Why don't you use a ox knife to kill a chicken? I'll explore his bottom first!" said the burly young man with a smile.

This is an excellent opportunity to flatter you, how can you miss it?

If he doesn't do anything, even if the chief of the sect doesn't blame him, he will inevitably settle the accounts afterwards: "I will do it myself, why do you subordinates do it?"

"Bang!" A muffled sound came from the opposite side, followed by Song Yunge's shout: "Meng Xuanyuan, you are just a turtle shrunk. You can even curse in front of your ears, and you admire you! Hahahaha!"

Song Yunge laughed like thunder with a two-point crazy laugh.

"This kid is looking for death, I'll go and meet!" The burly young man saw that Meng Xuanyuan's face was showing signs of darkness and rushed out like a whirlwind.

"Bang!" A muffled sound made the walls rustle.

Then there was Song Yunge's laughter: "Such a little shrimp is still embarrassing. Meng Xuanyuan, you are really... hahahaha..."

Song Yunge's laughter was so crazy that Meng Xuanyuan's forehead was leaping, and two blue veins were like earthworms trying to break through the skin of his temples.

Song Yunge laughed arrogantly, Meng Xuanyuan was so angry that he was trembling, but he did not lose his calmness. He solved Zheng Xi in one move. Song Yunge was a little troublesome, so he underestimated him!

He waved his hand: "Xiao Zhao, go and call everyone!"

"Yes, what's the length!" Another thin young man turned around and left.

The three of them are at the peak of the Sword Lord, so they sat together, and the remaining seven were also in the Zuixian Tower, but they formed another table, on the lower floor.

"What a big deal, I'll go and see!" The last handsome young man slowly stood up and smiled, "I really underestimated this guy."

"Forget it, go there together." Meng Xuanyuan waved his hand with a dark face, turned his head and smiled reluctantly at Hu Xian'er: "Let Miss Xian'er make a joke."

Hu Xian'er shook her head gently: "This young master Song is really too bold, this is Zuixian Tower."

"He is drunk now, not to mention Zuixianlou, or even the military lord's mansion, he is not afraid." Meng Xuanyuan sneered: "You have to wake him up!"

He stood up like a giant bear, left the house lightly and vigorously, kicked open Song Yunge's door, and saw Song Yunge sitting in the middle of the big golden sword.

Song Yunge was holding a jar of wine and pouring wine wildly. When he heard the movement, he turned his head to look over. The wine spilled into the collar room, and the fragrance was everywhere.

Lu Zheng, who was sitting on the left, grinned, feeling extremely regretful, it was a sin to ruin the wine like this.

Mei Rui's eyes were bright and she glared at Meng Xuanyuan excitedly.

Meng Xuanyuan looked at his subordinate who was sitting like mud under the wall, and sneered: "Good boy, I have some skills!"

Song Yunge put down the wine jar with a "bang", making Lu Zheng grin again, for fear of ruining the jar of good wine.

"Meng Xuanyuan, who are you? A person who rises up by evil ways!" Song Yunge reached out to him, his eyes were like lightning, and he said coldly: "At that time, all six things were destroyed, only you survived, and you could still sleep peacefully, so no Liushi colleagues turned into evil spirits to ask for your life?!"

"Bastard!" Meng Xuanyuan shouted, and could no longer help it. The long sword around his waist turned into a purple lightning, and a small knife rotated at the center of his eyebrows, running to Song Yunge's eyebrows like lightning.

"It's ridiculous!" Song Yunge smiled disdainfully, and the long sword on his waist jumped out of the scabbard and fell into his hand. He picked it gently.

"Ding..." The long sword like purple lightning swept up, and the sword light followed the trend, and Meng Xuanyuan leaned back in a mess.

"Bang!" The wine jar flew up and hit his chest.

"Bang!" Meng Xuanyuan hit the wall and slowly slid down, Da Pingzi's face was covered with astonishment and disbelief.

The wine jar flew back to Song Yunge's hand again. He laughed loudly, raised his head and drank it hard again.

This sword was so smooth that it was perfect, and it seemed that it was extremely casual to defeat Meng Xuanyuan.

But this contains extremely powerful eyesight and prediction, and extremely rich fighting experience, which is the perfect combination of martial arts wisdom between Zhou Jiuyou and Li Qingchi.

Putting down the wine jar, Song Yunge laughed: "Meng Xuanyuan, you are so vulnerable, but you are bluffing all day long!"

Hu Xian'er's bright eyes flashed, thinking.

The same Sword Master's realm is so different. Song Yunge is even more powerful than he thought. No wonder he can escape under his master!

Another young man gritted his teeth and was in a dilemma. At this time, should he rush forward or wait?

If you rush up, you will be humiliated.

He gritted his teeth and wanted to rush forward. Even if he took the humiliation of himself, he would have to humiliate himself. He could not watch it and was resentful afterwards by Meng Xuanyuan.

Mei Rui stood up and came to Meng Xuanyuan, "snap" to shake off the white jade folding fan, swayed gently, and looked down at him: "Fengshui turns, Meng Shi is long. When you show off your mighty power in front of us, have you ever thought about what you are now?"

Meng Xuanyuan was so soft that he couldn't use his strength, as if his bones were removed. But when he saw Mei Rui coming to humiliate him, he was furious, and his strength seemed to come back and he was about to stand up.

"Bang!" Mei Rui kicked him in the chest.

Meng Xuanyuan hit the wall again, slowly slid down, and blood was already gushing out of the corners of his mouth.

Mei Rui didn't keep his strength, venting all his aggrievance and anger.

Fortunately, Meng Xuanyuan is the master of the sword and is strong and has only suffered minor injuries.

Song Yunge smiled and took a sip of wine, looked at Hu Xian'er in a drunken state, and said with a smile: "Miss Xian'er, you're rude!"

Hu Xian'er pursed her lips and smirked: "Young Master Song, this is Zuixian Tower, you can't do anything wrong."

"Yes, it's Zuixian Tower." Song Yunge nodded quickly and patted his forehead: "Look at me, I have forgotten where this is."

"Stop!" The footsteps sounded.
Chapter completed!