Chapter 1720： Dragon tooth (1/2)

However, such a graceful and moving body, with a cold and arrogant temperament, is not as good as Sun Mingyue, but it is rare to see. It is much stronger than those vulgar powders and can enter his eyes.

His confused and lonely thoughts receded, excited and excited, and he took the first two steps to follow the restaurant, came to the table where the woman was, and sat directly next to him.

The woman sat alone, meditating with her cheeks, and seemed to be in anxiety. Seeing Song Zhifan's pity, she could not wait to step forward and listen to her troubles, so that she could help her troubleshoot.

Unfortunately, he knew that if he rushed forward, he would definitely be regarded as a disciple, even though he had never had a relationship with a woman, he also knew this basic truth.

As the leader, he has to be reviewed by the congregation, and he has always been as an old man in the floating mountains. There is no trace of violations, so he has nothing to do with women.

He asked for a jug of wine and some side dishes, and then sat beside the woman to sip slowly and relax, looking at the woman.

Wearing white gauze can't see his face clearly, but if he eats, even the most powerful martial arts has to be removed, so he wants to see the woman's appearance clearly before deciding what to do.

After a while, Xiao Er brought up the meal, and the woman in white gently took off the white veil, revealing a mediocre face, and saw Song Zhifan suddenly disappointed, and sighed secretly.

Yeah, how many women are there like Sun Mingyue in the world? How can I have such good luck? At this point, I'm far less lucky than Chu, really a **** guy!

Thinking of the lame lame here, he drank the wine, and then continued to pour a glass for himself, and then drank it again. He drank a pot of wine in such a breath, and then asked for an altar.

After another, he drank ten altar wines in a while.

Under the deliberate purchase of drunkenness, he did not use any power at all, but deliberately stopped the internal force, so as not to break down the alcohol by himself, and the body of the gods was difficult to get drunk.

Without the internal hangover, I went to Shitan Liquor and drunk myself.

People around them avoided it as soon as they saw it, and Xiao Er in the distance was trembling. He was very pleased to see that the customers had asked for so much wine. He was also very happy that these spirits are the best and most expensive in the store. The wine can make a lot of money, but you can see that Song Zhifan was so drunk that he deliberately bought a drunk, and suddenly he was worried. In case he drank the king liquor, he would start a lot of customers.

Seeing Song Zhifan's appearance, Xiao Er didn't dare to come forward to persuade him, but resigned to worry and stared at this side.

After the Shitan spirits fell down, Song Zhifan was a little stunned, feeling indescribable enjoyment, fluttering like a fairy, everything became pleasing to the eye.

”Haha ...” He burst into a loud laugh and burst into the air with great pride.

He glanced around, seeing horrified eyes.

Although he suppressed his martial arts, and did not let the internal force flow to hang off the wine, at this moment he forgot to suppress it again, so the long laughter was mixed with the internal power of God, how could ordinary people stand it.

Fortunately, he just laughed twice, and everyone just felt thunder and throbbing, and his heart palpitations were about to jump out of the cavity and couldn't bear it.

Seeing their eyes, Song Zhifan suddenly felt boring.

No matter how prestigious and celestial beings are in front of these people, they are not incapable of defeating Chu Li, but also suffer the humiliation and sneer of Chu Li.

Thinking of this he hated himself even more.

”Bang!” Suddenly, his eyes shot out the electric mang, grabbed the sword on the table and disappeared.

”Ding ...” His chest suddenly exploded, and two lumps of white powder floated down, but Ning Xinpei exploded to protect his soul. At this time, his soul was blown open, and the soul was obviously fatally attacked.

”Despicable!” Song Zhifan snorted, stepping forward to welcome Chu Li.

Chu Li emerged from the void, and the sacred sword was already stabbed. I did not expect to be blocked by Ning Xinpei and shook his head helplessly.

Song Zhifan's sword light was suddenly bright, but he banged.

”You!” Song Zhifan knew immediately that Cheng Yingjian had been manipulated.