Sword Demon Shinto

Chapter 332
The last taste, salty, picked up the jug, Lin Xuan took a sip, his face changed smoothly, resisting the urge to vomit, grabbed a teapot on the table, poured it into his mouth suddenly, and drank all the water in the teapot , There is still a strong sense of dryness in the mouth.

"Fuck me, what kind of five-flavored wine, return Xuanyu rare treasures, I think it's a tormenting thing, Wang Zhenxu, you old bastard!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a sense of alcohol rose from his stomach, rushed into his limbs, and then into his brain. Lin Xuan's mind fell into chaos in an instant, and his eyes gradually lost consciousness, as if he was drunk.

He staggered and fell on the ground. A strong smell of alcohol emanated from his body, spreading out, filling the whole room, and also spreading to the next room. The young man with the broken arm opened his eyes and glanced at Lin Xuan's room. Shaking his head, he continued to meditate.

The five flavors, sour, sweet, bitter, spicy, and salty, contain five kinds of life, like reincarnation, making people addicted and irresistible. Lin Xuan's consciousness is constantly reincarnated and honed in these five flavors.

Time passed, and it was a day in a blink of an eye.

"The elders have ordered that everyone gather in the council hall, and within 10 minutes, there must be no one missing."

An order came from outside, the young man with a broken arm sat up from the bed, his eyes fixed, he walked outside Lin Xuan's room, and knocked on the door.

"Brother Shen, the elder has an order, we have to go."

The young man with the broken arm stood for a long time, but he didn't hear any response. He frowned, opened the door, looked at the scene inside the room, and was slightly taken aback.

In the room, there were five wine jugs scattered on the ground. The strong smell of wine permeated the whole room and entered his nostrils, making him cover his nose involuntarily. The smell of wine was too strong.

One day later, he was still drinking, and he was so exaggeratedly drunk, lying on the ground with big characters, completely invisible, asleep, snoring, the young man with the broken arm snorted, and left directly.

The disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect were nothing more than that, yet they were so drunk as the battle was imminent. Maybe it was because they lived too comfortably in the sect and didn't know what tension was.

In the hall of Tianjian Academy, a group of people had already gathered, and people kept entering. After 10 minutes, the door of the conference hall was closed, and three elders walked out slowly in front.

"Is everyone here?" The faint question was from Elder Nanyang, with a serious expression on his face. Everyone nodded, but one person shook his head. It was the young man with the broken arm. on the young man's arm.

"Who hasn't arrived?"

"Elder, it's Shen Ye." The young man with a broken arm replied, not daring to look directly at Elder Nanyang, feeling a little uneasy.

"Why don't you come?" Elder Nanyang asked again, his eyes fell on Broken Arm Qing, the Broken Arm youth trembled, and stammered out a word, everyone's expressions froze instantly.

"What did you say? Say it again!" Elder Nanyang asked again, his voice raised a little, and there was a touch of anger in his tone.

"he's drunk."

drunk?

Everyone's expression was suffocated, each of them had a wonderful face, and they all suppressed their smiles. During the martial arts meeting of the eight sects, there was someone who was drunk. This person is really the best.

There was a burst of whispering, everyone was discussing Lin Xuan, and they all wanted to see who Lin Xuan was. The battle was imminent, and he was so relaxed, like a person who had nothing to do. up.

After some questioning, Lin Xuan's "information" was dug out. Shen Ye, a disciple of Tianjianzong, and an extremely talented disciple of Tianjianzong, but it is said that he injured his head and rested for eight years.

It seems that there is a reason for such a secondary school, and the brain has been messed up, no wonder it is like this.

"When is it, you still dare to drink, and you are so drunk that you can't wake up, come, someone, bring me Shen Ye!" Elder Nanyang was furious, shouted, and the young man with a broken arm came out tremblingly.

"But elder, he's already drunk..."

"Drag me, drag him to me, it's you, go, bring Shen Ye, if you can't bring it, you can get out of here!" Elder Nanyang said angrily, pointing his hand, It pointed directly at the young man with a broken arm.

"Yes!"

The young man with a broken arm had a bitter look on his face, but he had no choice but to nod, left the conference hall, and went to find Lin Xuan.

"Interesting, this Shen Ye is really a wonderful person, I really want to meet him, ha ha."

In a corner, the executioner wearing steel claws said with a smile, caressing the steel claws on his hands, a sinister look flickered in his eyes from time to time.

"Disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect, except for Bu Jingyu, others don't need to care about it, it's just cannon fodder at best." said the thin young white wolf, his face was indifferent, even looking at the three elders of the Heavenly Sword Sect, there was no change in their expressions.

"Shen Ye." Ying Sha frowned, a dark light flashed in his eyes, and he didn't say a word.

Bu Jingyu, standing in front of the disciples, with a sword on his back, with a trace of sword intent all over his body, with his eyes closed, as if he had sunk into his own world, he had no interest in Shen Ye at all.

"Chila!"

The door opened again, and the young man with a broken arm came in with a person on his back. Immediately afterwards, there was a strong smell of alcohol, which made everyone cover their noses. The smell of alcohol was too strong, how much must they have drunk?

With one hand behind his back, a little uncoordinated, the young man with a broken arm put Lin Xuan on the ground, Lin Xuan suddenly choked on alcohol, exhaled a big mouthful of alcohol, and a group of people frowned.

"Elder, Shen Ye... is here." The young man with a broken arm said, with a look of embarrassment on his face.

"Chenghe Detong, get up!" Elder Nanyang was furious at that time, and he yelled violently, shaking the entire conference hall. The conference hall fell into silence, but was interrupted by an extremely uncoordinated snoring sound .

When everyone looked over, they were startled, showing surprise and admiration. The elders were so angry that they didn't wake up.

"Shen Ye, get out of here!" Elder Nanyang yelled again, Lin Xuan's body moved, but he just turned over and found a better position to lie down. Everyone was so startled that their eyes almost popped out. up.

"A villain, really a villain!" Elder Nanyang was so angry that he wanted to slap Lin Xuan with his palm, but was stopped by Elder Wenhe.

"Wenhe, don't stop me. The battle is imminent, and you dare to drink like this, ignoring the clan rules. Such a disciple will embarrass the Heavenly Sword Sect sooner or later. Why don't I finish him early."

"Nanyang, calm down, Shen Ye must have a reason for this. The pain of losing his teacher, and the stupidity of these eight years, he really has too much pain in his heart. Let's give him a chance for now."

Xiao Wenhe persuaded, Nanyang's complexion kept changing, and finally he sighed heavily, but withdrew his hand, and glanced at the young man with a broken arm, a cold light appeared in his eyes.

"Bring this evil back to me!"

"Yes." The young man with the broken arm seemed to have been released, silently wiped the sweat from his brow, and left as if fleeing with Lin Xuan on his back.

(End of this chapter)