"Ahem!" Chen Liang coughed, "This is my master in the Demon Sect."

"Haha, hello master, take care of me in the future. My brother Lu Xiaofeng, just call me Xiao Lu."

Compared with the Forbidden City at the Top of the Forbidden City, Ye Gucheng lost his royal nobleness, and the pride of swordsmanship was polished to no end.

Unshaven, disheveled hair, simple coarse clothes and linen, look no different from ordinary citizens.

When Chen Liang brought him back, he practiced him for a few days, saying that it was a martial arts competition, but he became like this after a few days. Sometimes he muttered that the swordsmanship was boring and he didn't want to touch the sword.

The golden rank was abused by the king rank for a few days, and it would be nice if you didn't withdraw from the tour.

Lu Xiaofeng didn't recognize it as Ye Gucheng. He always thought he was an ordinary waiter. When he heard that he was a master, his attitude changed immediately.

Seeing that Lu Xiaofeng was about to get started, Ye Gucheng dodged, "It's better to go to the Demon Sect instead of going to the Qijue Sect. After entering the Qijue Sect, most of the people who came out were ruthless and unrighteous and had no emotions to kill machines."

Chen Liang followed Ye Gucheng's words, "Xiaofeng, listen to my advice, don't go to the Qijue Sect. I really want to learn martial arts. I will arrange a few teachers for you. It's no worse than these sects, and it's enough for you to learn for the rest of your life."

"Damn, I haven't gone yet, you two will pour cold water on me." Putting away your smile, Lu Xiaofeng said indifferently: "I know you are doing your own good for me, but I can't rely on you for everything."

"The opportunity is rare. I just go and try it. If it doesn't work, I will withdraw and join you. I will open the business today. If I don't talk about these, I will go and get some firecrackers."

A crackling sound of firecrackers sounded, and the two bosses Chen Liang and Lu Xiaofeng lifted the red cloth, and the two big words "Bugui" were deeply printed on the plaque of the century-old peach wood door.

The name of the tavern was chosen by Lu Xiaofeng, which means that you will not return without getting drunk.

The tavern opened and soon welcomed its first guest, the cool young man Yan Qing stepped into the tavern.

"Boss, come two bottles of beer!!"

"There are no two bottles, two boxes." Chen Liang smiled and said to Ye Gucheng: "Old Ye, go outside to pick up customers."

When the tavern opened, he told Yan Qing that the other party would come over if he had time, but he didn't expect that he could really come.

The three of them came from the Federation and were afraid that they would say the wrong thing, Chen Liang spent Ye Gucheng this time.

Unwilling to put down the broom, Ye Gucheng walked out of the tavern, stood at the intersection of the street for a long time and couldn't shout out a word, his face turned red.

Knowing that he couldn't shout, Chen Liang threw it hard and threw it over.

He caught it with one hand, Ye Gucheng leaned against the wall, and grabbed him with the first sip. His eyes lit up, and he became more and more excited as he drank.

"Team Yan, you're right here. Try this 18-year-old daughter-in-law red. I guarantee you haven't drunk it." The Demon Cult also has a lot of wine. In order to open the business, Chen Liang brought hundreds of jars, all in the cellar.

The sealing wax was opened and a strong aroma of wine came. The three people in the room sniffed deeply. Chen Liang, who didn't like to drink much, felt greedy.

The sky was blue and the wine was filled with fragrance. The breeze blew and it started to drizzle. The three people in the tavern were drinking and talking, and laughter came from time to time.

At the intersection outside, a down-and-out man was drinking against the wall, not knowing what he was thinking.

"What a delicious wine!" At some point, a teenage child appeared at the intersection of the street, wearing straw sandals, rolled his legs to his knees, and wearing a straw hat on his head.

Seeing that he was about to walk to the tavern, Ye Gucheng said lightly: "Child, this is not the place you should come."

"What does it mean that I should come? I will come if I want to come."

Seeing this boy speaking arrogantly, Ye Gucheng smiled, "I want to drink, do you have money?"

"Why didn't there!"

The child pulled his hand into his crotch, took out a few copper plates in a few seconds, and laughed, "Isn't this the money for wine?"

After saying that, he strode towards the tavern, and after coming in, he slapped the copper plate on the table, "Two taels of wine! It's so cool."

"Whose little brat?" Lu Xiaofeng thought again, maybe he was helping adults with alcohol, "wait."

He took a small wine pot of half a pound and placed it in front of the child, "You are not enough money for wine."

"Don't worry, I'm not short of money. I'll try it if it's good to drink first." The child pulled out the wine plug and started drinking. After a few seconds, his face turned red and his eyes were blurred. He got up and walked in a rude manner.

The three of them laughed when they watched this scene, and Chen Liang asked, "Children, what's your name? Where are you living in? I'll send you there."

"My master Jiang Yanjun, Jiang, burp, people from the rivers and lakes, you can make your home in the world, and you don't need to send it."

As soon as he finished speaking, he fell to the ground.

...

It was already evening when Jiang Yanjun woke up. The two doors of the tavern were half-closed, and he slept on a chair.

On the table, the lights as big as soybeans were swaying and made hissing sounds from time to time. At the table, the young tavern owner was flipping through a book.

"You are awake. Which child? I searched for several streets nearby but didn't know you?"

Jiang Yanjun was slightly surprised. As soon as he opened his eyes, this person knew that he had woken up. "Everyone said that people from all over the world are their homes. I'm anxious to pee. Where is your toilet?"

"Backyard, turn left... Forget it, I'll take you there, don't fall down in the dark."

He led the little kid to the backyard, and Chen Liang stationed outside waiting for him to pee.

In the urban area of ​​Tiannan City, a young man with yellow hair came out of the bedroom, wearing gray vest and shorts.

After vaining his head, the young man yawned and took out a can of beer from the refrigerator to drink it. He regained his energy and said to himself: "I was careless. I didn't expect how strong the wine was, but fortunately I ran fast."

Washing his face and brushing his teeth, changing into a black leather jacket, the young man went out with a snow-white knife, and the big word behind him was extremely eye-catching.

Chen Liang immediately discovered something wrong in the tavern. With his martial arts, his heartbeat could be heard, but the toilet was empty and there was no sound at all.

When I opened the door, the toilet was empty.

"That's a big deal. I met someone who drank the tycoon wine on the first day of opening?"

Needless to say, it is 100% of players from the Federation, and what he didn't expect would be a little brat.

He shook his head and laughed. Chen Liang didn't think about this. It was just a pot of wine. He looked up at the night scene, turned around and closed the tavern door, exited Kunlun, and came to the Demon Cult's headquarters when he entered again.

There is a pavilion in the back mountain, Dongfang Bubai dresses up in the mirror, and countless needles and threads are shuttled across the cloth. In a short while, a picture of flying swallows in the cold mountain was woven.

Hearing the footsteps, Dongfang Bubai stood up, "What are you looking for me?"

Chen Liang carried a huge sword box that was taller than a man, and said calmly: "Ren I will come out."

"I know, now I'm going to Shaolin to save Yingying."

"He will come here to find you sooner or later."

Dongfang Bubai smiled slightly, "Not only look for me, but you."

Ten years ago, Ren Woxing was no match for him, and now it is even more impossible. As a master, he has the pride of a master. So what if he comes, what if he fights?

And isn’t there any more Chen Liang? Ren Woxing will die when he comes.

Standing with his hands behind his back, Chen Liang said lightly, "I don't want to fight him, nor do I want you to fight him."

"What does it mean?" Dongfang Bubai's face changed.

"I want to lend him the Demon Cult, so please be a dead person for a while."

"This is impossible. Ren Woxing has the ability to take away the Demon Sect from me. Even if I die, I will be fine. But I can't do it if I want me to be a turtle with my head."

Chen Liang sighed, "I know you won't agree, so I came in person."

For some reason, the Kunlun system changed again and gave him a task, no, it should be said to be a benefit.

"Unified the Kunlun martial arts world and developed the Demon Cult into the largest sect, and rewarded a chance to enter the Kunlun backstage to modify."

On the first day of the game change, he was insulated from him when he entered the background, so he missed a lot of things.

This time, he would not miss it anyway.

Back to the headquarters of the Demon Cult, there are three things: the first is to take away those powerful martial arts secrets, the second is to ask Dongfang Bubai to take his weapons.

Unifying the martial arts world is not a small project. All the sects in the Central Plains can make him very tired, let alone forces such as the Western Xia, the Northern, the Southern Barbarians, and the Miaojiang.

With limited energy, Chen Liang planned to let Ren Woxing work first, and then come out when the crops are ripe or old Ren is unable to do so.
Chapter completed!