Pingchuan City, it was past noon.

Mo Wuxian and Amu were drinking in the tavern, but the drinking was slow and seemed to be boring. In fact, they made an appointment with Lishui and others to meet in the evening.

There are five days left before the birthday ceremony of Mozhen Mountain in the Hatless Valley. I heard that the content prepared by the Valley of No Hate is quite rich, and many guests are welcome to enter the valley two or three days in advance.

Because, in the Valley of No Hatred, there is a special place where you can trade and learn. It seems that this birthday ceremony, the Valley of No Hate will definitely hope to hold a grand event and expand the influence of the Valley of No Hatred.

Amu had already copied a copy of the jade slip left by Mo Wuxian's shadow son and passed it to Lishui, Gan Tianqing and others. As for the other three pavilion masters of the Xuantian Pavilion, Gan Tianqing has been arranging secret operations.

Mo Wuxian, Amu, really has a bit of the taste of sitting firmly in the Diaoyutai. Low-key, this is the idea of two people, try not to attract attention.

Because of the identities of the two people, they are too special. Now, they are just two casual cultivators who are waiting intently to see the Hatless Valley Shoudian, and they don't want to attract anyone's attention.

Suffice it to say, they basically did. In Pingchuan City, there were more and more monks from all over the Blood Moon, and no one really paid attention to the two high-level Great Perfections of Scattered Souls who were not high in cultivation and had ordinary appearances.

When Mo Wuxian and Amu were almost drunk, the two monks from Xiaoyashan entered the store.

"You two, you got drunk last night, didn't you just get up?" Mo Wuxian looked at the two of them with a smile.

"It's too much to drink, two Taoist friends, it's smiling!" Senior brother Chen Fanghu Chongmo has no hatred, and Amu hugs his fists.

"You're coming, or our brothers. Let's go, I'll have two drinks with you, and then we'll go back together!" Amu beckoned, "Get up in the morning." I heard you sleep soundly, I'm sorry to disturb!"

"Hehe!" I don't know if I remembered the good things last night, Chen Fanghu and Li Que from Xiaoyashan smirked slightly, and then they were not polite, and sat down directly.

Whether it's Mo Wuxie, or Amu. None of them saw the abnormalities of Chen Fanghu and Li Que, but in fact, they did not have any abnormalities.

Two dishes were added. Two jugs of wine were added. One qiē, all very comfortable. It seems as if nothing happened last night.

"Two fellow Daoists, when are we going to enter the valley?" asked Chen Fanghu.

"I'm going to go into the valley in a day or two! See more of the world!" Mo Wuxian said with a smile.

"Huh?" Actually, Chen Fanghu. I don't want to, because if I enter the valley one day earlier, maybe the black gauze girl will leave a day earlier. However, for some reason, it seems that he is not under his control.

"Well, that's right, our brother, we've never been to a fairy land like that! It's better to go there earlier, and go around!" Chen Fanghu said with a smile. But he's a little weird himself. How can you say that, you can only drink to hide your surprise.

Li Que also echoed in a low voice. Mo has no hatred, Amu. Didn't pay attention to any of that.

The four of them reached an agreement, and without entanglement, they talked loudly. Chen Fanghu and Li Que are more speculating about how the Hatless Valley is strong?

For example, whether the Valley of Hatred is a real fairyland, whether the monks of the Valley of Hatred are immortal, and whether the monks of the Valley of Hatred eat gold-level spirit coins as food.

All kinds of interesting and simple fantasies make Mo Wuxi, the young master of the Hatless Valley, and Amu, who has seen too many scenes, sometimes hilarious, sometimes helpless.

Compared to the Valley of No Hatred, Kogayama is too small and too small, like a different world. And people in two worlds, imagining each other's lives, is the most ridiculous.

The black and white day began to rotate, and the four of them returned to the store together.

At this time, the drunken demon Luo, the lights are on, and it is brilliant.

The Drunken Demon Luo of Pingchuan City is twice as large as Dawning City of the War Continent. Dawning City, although it has a great reputation on the Battle Continent, it is not as good as the second-level immortal city Pingchuan in the Blood Moon Continent.

Pingchuan Drunken Demon Luo, although it is not as good as the Drunken Demon Luo of the First Immortal City Demon Cultivation City of the Blood Moon, but among the seven major restaurants in the Blood Moon Continent, it is also among the best.

Within a radius of millions of miles, I don't know how many monks came here, just to be in the drunken demon Luo. On the Blood Moon Continent, there is even a saying: If you don't enter the drunken demon luo, how dare you be an immortal?

Hirakawa Drunken Moro, also three-layered. However, it is divided into the front building and the back building, and there is a compound road to connect it. The front yard is a restaurant and a stage, and the back yard is a brothel and a casino.

Unlike the Battle Continent, most of the people who can enter and leave Pingchuan City Drunken Demon Luo are immortals. And most of the monks below the immortal level are the disciples of the Hatless Valley, of course, there are occasionally monks from the Shura Palace who come from afar or scattered cultivators who have extremely powerful teachers.

At this time, the front building was noisy.

The lights are blurred, the incense mist is around, and the one, two, and three layers are almost full. On a wide round platform in the middle, there are ten women, the colored yarn is blurred, and the dancing posture is enchanting.

The dark fragrance floats, and the silk and bamboo are messy.

This Drunken Demon Luo in Pingchuan City has the same atmosphere as the Drunken Demon Luo in Dawn City. Even if you are a true immortal, you have to move your mortal heart. It's just that there are very few Xuan Immortals who have entered the Drunken Demon Luo. As for the immortals, it seems that there has never been, or there are occasional immortals, and everyone can't see it.

Drunken Demon Luo, the original meaning of the name, is to drunk all demons, all Shura. The immortals in the Demon Continent Shura Realm, all those who often enter the Drunken Demon Luo for the first time cannot be promoted for life. Their immortal essence is all consumed in the beauty of the wine glass.

It's just that the Shura monks, understanding this qiē, have been a long, long time later.

At this time, on the first floor of the building, near the stage, there was a middle-aged monk in red, but his temples were white, and he had the air of a fallout.

True Immortal Double! A realm that is neither high nor low.

The cardinal was drunk, but he kept drinking. It's just that whenever those dancers on the stage dance to him, his eyes are big, his neck is stretched out, and he looks extremely cheap.

Those dancing girls, on the other hand, were smiling, beautiful, and doing everything they could to provoke, and seemed to enjoy that feeling.

"Good! good!" The monks next to him were so happy to see that some of them threw spirit coins directly on the stage.

It turned out that at the four corners of the stage, there were four bronze tripods, which were full of spirit coins, mainly bronze-level spirit coins, and occasionally silver mangs. Those spectators, throwing the spirit coins on the stage, automatically entered those big dings.

If you want to fill the four big tripods, it is estimated that there will be millions of them. However, few people know, not counting others, these four big tripods alone basically have to be emptied once a month.

Drunken Demon Luo's spirit coins are too easy to earn. If you want to make money with the drunken demon Robbie, in the Demon Continent realm, except for the Shura Palace, everyone has to vomit blood.

"Okay!" At this time, the dancers on the stage made a few extremely bold and exposed movements. Under the colored veil, the carcass looms, infinitely tempting, even if it is an immortal, it is full of blood.

"Haha, happy!" The cardinal who was closer, I don't know if he saw the secret part, was so excited that he poured a sip of wine, and his beard was full of wine.

Then, with a sudden wave of his hand, more than 100 bronze-level spirit coins were scattered.

It is not uncommon for monks to throw more than 100 bronze-level spirit coins at a time in Pingchuan Drunken Demon Luo, but the cardinal's technique is quite peculiar.

There were a total of ten dancers on stage. The hundred bronze-level spirit coins were actually divided into ten groups, and every ten spirit coins were in a group, and they were spreading, as if they had turned into arms. Then, around each dancer, he turned around from head to toe, like a hand, touching the dancer from head to toe.

Then, the spirit coins were scattered, and then all of them entered the Ding. Those dancing girls, their faces did not change, and they were extremely excited. Some are even extremely cooperative, dancing lightly, and making various soul-hooking movements.

Wow -

At this moment, the entire building exploded in an instant. Because, no one has ever seen such a technique.

From the first floor to the third floor, the applause was thunderous.

Immediately, there were a few monks who followed the law, but none of them succeeded! No, the spirit coins were unevenly distributed, or they had just been formed, and before they could be touched, they were scattered into the Ding.

No matter how high or low your cultivation is, you can't do it!

Everyone couldn't help but look at the cardinal, the drunken and hazy cardinal, quite proud, and extremely enjoyable.

"Everyone, it's ugly!haha!" The dancers became even more excited and gave up their original dance steps altogether.

"Haha! Okay! Again!" the applause was like thunder.

The cardinal was even more proud, and five times in a row, it was as if he had pampered five dancing girls, and he was extremely comfortable.

However, by the sixth time, when he turned his hand, there were no more than a hundred spirit coins.

The bag is shy, the cardinal, and it seems that the wine has also sobered up a little.

"Alas, don't play, can't afford to play!" the cardinal looked lost, as if he had regretted his impulsiveness.

"Alas, fellow Daoist, get it again, I'll give out the spirit coin!"

"Fellow Daoists, stay and teach!"

"Fellow Daoist, stay and have another glass! Your wine money is all mine!" Fang Cai, the still unknown cardinal, instantly became the most popular person in the Drunken Demon Building.

The cardinal, however, was so excited that he shook his head and staggered to go out.

"I'm sorry guys, I'm not playing!huh!" said the cardinal, burping as he walked.

But at this moment, I only heard a somewhat immature and strange voice shouting on the third floor.

"The old man in red who threw stones, don't go! play with the young master!" (To be continued......)