Chapter 259: The drunken chest is still open

An invitation from the Chu madman!

In the world, has anyone ever drunk with the Chu madman?

With Feng Ziyue's guess, there is probably none.

Since his youth, Chu Madman is said to have such an indifferent and proud "sexual" personality, and probably no one will believe him if he can make any friends.

At least, no one has ever stood up and said that they are friends with Chu Maniac.

Before the decisive battle, the Chu madman suddenly asked himself to drink, which was an interesting thing.

Feng Ziyue naturally would not refuse.

Chu madman is not only his grandfather, but also a strong man on the Tianwu Continent, although Feng Ziyue has only met him once, he is also heartbroken by his prestige.

Before the First World War, close contact was also what he longed for.

Feng Ziyue followed the ancient raiders out of the quiet room, and the ancient shadow followed him, quietly avoiding everyone, passing through the house, bypassing a small forest, and in front of a streaming stream, he stopped.

Under the osmanthus tree, there is a person, a burly figure, a black "colored" cloak raised, although it is only a back, but it looks like a god.

Chu madman!

The first Chu madman in the world is standing quietly under the osmanthus tree, looking up at the first quarter moon, not knowing what to think.

Behind him, there was a small table and two chairs.

A row of wine jars is lined up, and there are as many as seventeen or eighteen jars.

Although Feng Ziyue is not good at wine, he smells the attractive aroma of wine, and he also knows that this must be an excellent wine syrup.

"Little master, please take a seat!"

The ancient raider led Feng Ziyue to the small table, invited him to sit down, picked up a jar of fine wine, and brought it to him.

At this time, the Chu madman also slowly turned around.

Not much has changed since we met three years ago.

Chu Madman's age should be not small, but he has always been like a person in his thirties, with dark complexion, short hair, stiff stubble, thick eyebrows, blazing eyes, and the hard face line, which makes people look daunting.

It's just that this turn, the strong coercion, rushed to the face, only to hear the sound of popping, and a slight cracking sound came from the wind.

This was just an unconscious coercion, but Feng Ziyue also felt as if a stone wall was pressing down, or a feeling of thousands of troops rushing in.

When he first saw the Chu madman, he suffered under this kind of coercion.

But now, Feng Ziyue is already at the peak of his innate nature, purely in terms of cultivation, even if he is inferior to Chu Madman, the difference is not so obvious, and he can calmly resist this strong coercion.

Indeed, in today's world, there are not many people who can approach Chu Madman face-to-face, let alone sit at a table with him and drink.

Even if you ignore the temper of the Chu madman, it is this overwhelming coercion, I am afraid that few people can withstand it.

Seeing Feng Ziyue, the madman Chu nodded slightly, his eyes narrowed, walked to the table, and sat down slowly.

The ancient raider hurriedly hugged another jar of wine, patted off the mud seal, and sent it to the Chu madman.

Chu madman lifted the wine jar with one hand, shook it at Feng Ziyue, opened his mouth and inhaled, only to see that the wine in the jar turned into a silver thread and flew straight into his mouth.

It shook for a while just now, probably even if it was a greeting and politeness, Feng Ziyue also knew his temper, didn't think it was a pestle, smiled slightly, and gently threw the wine jar into the air, only to see the wine jar dripping and volleying around, but it didn't fall, the mouth of the jar leaked out of the wine, pouring down like a waterfall, Feng Ziyue opened his mouth to drink, very heroic.

Chu madman's eyes lit up, and he seemed to appreciate it very much, and with a light pat, he had smashed the wine jar in front of him.

The wine in the altar has been drunk by him in an instant, and there is no trickle left.

The ancient raiders were well-behaved, and at the same time that the Chu madman smashed the wine jar, he had already sent another jar over, and the Chu madman raised the wine jar and looked at Feng Ziyue again.

Feng Ziyue knew his intentions, and with a flick of his fingers, the wine jar that was "chaotic" in the air fell to the ground and shattered into several pieces, among which the wine syrup had already been drunk by Feng Ziyue.

The first time you drink, you naturally want to have a drink when you meet.

However, for such pride as a madman of Chu, one cup is far from enough.

At least an altar.

After the two finished the altar, although they still didn't speak, the atmosphere was much more relaxed and warm.

"Little master, your ability to drink is not bad, but it's a pity that the amount of alcohol is too bad to be happy, it's a pity!"

The ancient raider spoke on the side, obviously speaking for the Chu madman.

Feng Ziyue's amount of alcohol is naturally average, and it can't be compared with the massive amount of whale swallowing like Chu Madman, of course, he is now at the peak of his innateness, if he wants to use the power of heaven and earth to reduce the strength of wine, it is also an easy thing.

But in this way, it is not about drinking, but about competing skills.

What's so interesting about that?

Feng Ziyue knew that the amount of alcohol was very shallow, and he couldn't compare it with Chu Madman, so he smiled slightly, "There is not much wine, but I want to be happy, so why care about how much others drink?"

He lifted the second jar of wine, took a slight sip, and opened his mouth to praise.

This method of winemaking, I am afraid that it is also a unique secret, the taste is sweet, drink to the stomach, but a hot air rushes up, the whole body is extremely comfortable, just a breath of a jar, but there is no this small sip, to taste.

Gu Xianren said with a smile: "The little young master really knows the goods, this heart-breaking wine is also brewed by the master for ten years of mental effort, and the effect is not under the innate nine-grade elixir, ordinary people drink a sip, and they will also break their bodies and die, and there are really few people in the world who are qualified to drink this kind of wine, there are really not a few ......."

Feng Ziyue couldn't help but smile bitterly.

The fun of Chu madman is really flattering, but this kind of fine wine has taken such a strange name.

However, this wine is made of spiritual "medicine", and it is not like the innate pill "medicine" in general, paying attention to the monarch and ministers, suppressing the "medicine" power, but through fermentation, the "medicine" power bursts out in an all-round way, among which the "medicine" power is mixed, if the strength is slightly lower, take a sip, I am afraid that it will really break the intestines and rot the heart, so named, it is not bad.

Of course, for an innate peak master like him, this wine is not only harmless, but beneficial.

This boiling "medicine" and "sex", with Feng Ziyue's strength, can be easily controlled and guided to the whole body, whether it is internal qi or physical body, it can be enhanced to a certain extent.

The Chu madman didn't care what they said.

He just drank wine one jar after another, and each jar was a foot high, and he saw that he drank more than a dozen jars, and all of them were all the same, and he didn't even have some bulges in his abdomen, and he didn't know where he drank these wine syrups.

Feng Ziyue also knew that Chu madmen didn't like to talk much, and drinking at such a close distance was a rare opportunity in itself.

He didn't say much, just poured a low drink, accompanied the Chu madman, and drank a few glasses of wine.

Before you know it, the east is slightly white, and the sky is about to brighten.

Chu madman suddenly slammed the wine jar in his hand, stood up, turned around and left.

Feng Ziyue knew that he was already excited, and tonight's meeting would end here.

He also stood up and nodded slightly.

In an instant, the Chu madman had disappeared into the woods.

Rose up, came back with excitement, and overnight, without saying a word.

The demeanor and temperament of Chu madman also made Feng Ziyue quite appreciative.

It's a pity that although he is his grandfather, he has a deep origin, this kind of style, this kind of martial arts, are people that Feng Ziyue admires very much, but ...... This battle is inevitable.

Moreover, in this battle, Feng Ziyue must also win.

In other words, the Chu madman must die.

He is different from Long Buyang, Long Buyang can be defeated, but Chu madman cannot be defeated.

If the Chu madman is defeated, then there is only death.

This battle will be divided into life and death!

Presumably, the Chu madman also knew this, so he came to the bar where he had a drink tonight.

is also a congenital peak, there is no possibility of keeping a hand, with the "sex" personality of a Chu madman, he will not leave a hand on Feng Ziyue.

If Feng Ziyue is defeated, there is also almost no hope of survival.

On the Tianwu Continent, in the land of sealing demons, only these two people are the pinnacle opponents.

One mountain, but no two tigers!

There is only one lonely peak, if the two peaks stand side by side, one will fall!

Feng Ziyue sighed slightly, but this was a helpless thing, only to hear the ancient attacker smile and say: "Tonight, Lord Gongxing, thank you Feng Gongzi for your appreciation." ”

"Don't dare!" Feng Ziyue arched his hand and smiled indifferently, "I want to thank my grandfather for his hospitality." ”

The opportunity to call my grandfather in person is probably gone, and Feng Ziyue was a little polite between his words.

Gu Raider smiled slightly, "It's rare to have a fate, the lord has a gift for him, and if you want to ask the little master, you must accept it." ”

Chu madman is asking for wine and gifts, if he doesn't know that two days later, it will be the period of the decisive battle, but I am afraid that others will still think that they want to climb their relatives' family.

Feng Ziyue knew that Chu Madman was acting in the world, so he didn't feel strange, and nodded, "The elder gave it, if you don't dare to resign, then I'll accept it." ”

Gu Raider laughed and clapped his hands, "Gu Ying, don't come and see the lord yet!"

He turned his head and smiled at Feng Ziyue again, "Gu Ying is my righteous son, he didn't understand the rules since he was a child, and now he is entrusted to the little young master, but I have to ask the little young master to take care of it!"

Feng Ziyue was stunned for a moment, "Senior Gu, you said that the gift my grandfather gave me was him?"

He didn't expect that Gu Ying was twelve years old, but the assassination flow swordsmanship was close to the peak of the realm, and in time, although he could not become a peerless master, he was hidden in the secrets, and he was afraid that any peerless master would be threatened by him.

But he didn't expect that the Chu madman would give this killer who had been cultivated for ten years to himself?

Gu Ying was also stunned for a moment, but the life of the madman of Chu was more important to him than the holy decree, so he immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed respectfully to Feng Ziyue three times.

"Lord, the shadow is here, if you have any orders, you will never give up!"

Gu Raider smiled slightly, and nodded at Feng Ziyue, "Exactly, Gu Ying is stubborn, and he wants to trouble the little young master to take care of it......"

Feng Ziyue frowned.

He is not hypocritical, although this ancient shadow is young, he is proficient in assassination flow swordsmanship, and it is much better to take him by his side than to become a hidden enemy.

However, there are still some doubts about why the madman Chu gave this hard-cultivated child to himself.

You must know that even if a Chu madman wants to cultivate a genius like Gu Ying, it is not a simple matter.

The master of this kind of assassination stream itself has extremely high requirements for qualifications, not to mention that Gu Ying is only twelve years old, and he has such a powerful swordsmanship, and his future prospects are unlimited.

"Gu senior, I don't know why my grandfather gave me the ancient shadow?"

Since I don't understand, I just ask directly.

Chu Madman is not a secretive person, nor does he engage in any conspiracy, he acts above board, and asks directly, presumably he will not avoid questions.

Sure enough, the ancient attacker laughed, "Don't you understand, little master, this is just the meaning of the orphan......

His face was pale, but it was as if he were saying something insignificant.

"If it is the battle of Chongyang, the little young master can defeat the lord, as soon as the lord dies, no one will be able to protect the ancient shadow, the master of the assassination stream, in fact, there is no ability to protect himself at all, if no one is sheltered, sooner or later it will be a dead word, then it is better to let him take refuge under the command of the little young master, naturally safe......"

"If it is—"

Gu Raider smiled again, "If the little young master dies under the master's fist, then the ancient shadow will naturally return to the lord's door, what's the problem?"

Feng Ziyue smiled bitterly and nodded, understanding what they meant.

Chu madman really doesn't care about life and death, for him, victory or defeat life and death are just a given thing, all he has to do is to pursue a good result.

If he can not die, he will pursue the high realm of martial arts.

If you die, there will naturally be proper arrangements.

This is not to say how properly he cares, but this kind of indifference in the face of life and death, which is taken for granted, can't help but make Feng Ziyue feel speechless.

It is precisely because of this that in the eyes of the Chu madman, life and death are not a big matter, so in addition to ignoring his own lives, he also ignores the lives of others.

That's why he did it, threatening his son-in-law and grandson with his daughter's "sex".

For him, life and death are not a big deal at all.

In his eyes, what is important is the peak of martial arts.

Other than that, everything is nothing more than that.

Even his own life, too!

Maybe only this kind of person can enter the pinnacle of martial arts......

Feng Ziyue couldn't help but feel such feelings.

However, even if the Chu madman had really reached the peak, for Feng Ziyue, he was also an opponent who had to be defeated.

Just like Feng Ziyue himself said, he was reborn for thirty years in order to make the impossible possible, surpass the peak of the impossible to surpass, and defeat the impossible to defeat, so that he can change the tragic life of the previous life.

His spirit is to surpass the peak and become strong, no matter who stands in front of him, he will not succeed!

Because what Feng Ziyue is guarded by a sword is a priceless treasure for him.

This will make him ignite infinite courage and become an invincible being!

The decisive battle of Chongyang was just two days later.

At that time, the battle between the peak and the transcendence of the peak will be able to distinguish the victory and defeat and life and death.

Two days passed.

The sun is rising, and on the top of the lonely peak, the clouds disperse, revealing the bare mountaintop platform.

The ninth day of the ninth month of September, the day of the decisive battle.

It's here!