Chapter 791 Teasing Taboo Troupe

Zuo Jing and You Jing have been used to it for a long time. There must be people with taboo groups coming again. In the real beast war, after the five small school became famous one after another, there were one or two waves of taboo groups coming to the wine stalls every day. However, these people seemed to have agreed. Few times when they appeared at the Wave forces.

"It's a skin bag. It's really unlucky. Today it's all about gloomy characters."

"Listen to this name... Is it also a group of taboo forces?"

"I heard that there was a conflict with the people of the Flying Dance Troupe outside the city. There was a brief fight between the two sides, and some people were injured. When they almost had a big fight, the people of the Shen Dance Troupe happened to pass by and did not fight."

"The skin bag... The name always feels a little frightening. What's the origin? And what is the origin of this Shen regiment?

"It's not very clear, but, skin bag, listen to the name... Are they the same as the dead?"

"It's not like that. They don't have the same dead spirit as the dead group."

"Shh, whisper, illness comes from the mouth, and misfortune comes from the mouth!"

"Yes, yes, yes, let's talk about it later."

All of a sudden, the wine stall was so quiet that it was heart-fearing.

"A few guests, upstairs, please." Zuo Jing greeted him in person. The people in the skin group were very strange. Ordinary people greeted him, and it was difficult to speak. Zuo Jing's heart was a little hairy, but after more experience, he was bold.

"No need."

The five people of the leather bag fought casually in front of a table in the lobby, and the monks at that table immediately flashed.

"What do you need? I recommend 30 years of drunkard wine, matching..." Zuo Jing can't say anything. He feels like he's doing business at the gate of hell recently.

"A drunkenness for ten thousand years, reincarnation, and brothers..."

"One pot each."

"Quickly."

The voice of the people in the skin bag is a little buzzing. It doesn't sound like a human sound, and it sounds like a forced sound after the vocal cords are broken. It sounds extremely hard and horrible.

Zuo Jing sighed, and it was really for these three kinds of wine.

However, recently, the taboo groups have come to drink, and they are all fatal masters. It is useless to reason, and if there is a fight, the three main forces will not be there, and there is no doubt that they will die.

You have to use your brain to do business. The two sisters decided to relax the taboo group.

There is no brother's wine, but there is still one altar left at the bottom of the box for reincarnation and ten thousand years of drunkenness. Now it has been opened. Anyone who reaches the taboo group level can pick it one by one, which is about half a bowl. Zuo Jing and You Jing hope to survive until Wang Meng comes back.

This rule has also spread in the past few days. Obviously, not everyone knows that Zuo Jing can only calm down and explain it to the people of the skins, with a little nervous.

But the people in the skin group looked at each other, with a playful expression on their faces, and surprisingly, there was no trouble. "Come on, let's see!"

The name of the wooden emperor has no pressure on these people.

At this moment, there was a roar of footsteps outside the door. At this time, the other drinkers in the wine stall were quieter. It was the people who came in the Shen group.

The Luoshen group has suddenly become famous recently. In the previous Zhenyuan beast battle, it was tepid, and it was not like a taboo group at all. It sent a one-horned dragonfly that was obviously just been promoted to nine turns. Every battle was a narrow victory. However, recently, because it was just passing by, it made the skins The smoke and clouds dissipated between the dance troupes were obviously taboo as "the cranes compete with each other, and the fisherman is behind".

Moreover, the Luoshen group is also a real beast that is about to be promoted. It tastes a little forced to see the five small churches, and it is even more strange. Every time they win, it is a little weird and terrible.

There are a total of five people in the Luoshen group. Each of them is rich and handsome, with red lips and white teeth. The five people are dressed in the same way. They have long black hair, combed a bun, tie a silver-white Taoist crown, and a strong confident expression flows on the face.

The people in the skin group fixed their eyes and directly collided with the Luoshen group.

With a bang, the two sides secretly put together a sense of momentum. The drinkers in the middle of them were all unlucky and fainted. Fortunately, these two taboo groups were just a small temptation, otherwise they would die. After all, they were not as perverts like the dead group.

"Well, a few guests, upstairs, please." Youjing coughed and greeted him.

"Hehe, that's it."

Luo Shen Tuan smiled faintly and took the lead at the wine table next to the skin bag, and the monks around him immediately left.

No one knows their origin at all. They only know that they have a black leopard-shaped Zhenyuan beast that looks extremely powerful. In the Zhenyuan beast battle, every battle is to devour the other party's Zhenyuan beast with one move without even bones left. Unless you abstain directly from the beginning, you will not even have the opportunity to surrender Fang, however, no one can recognize the origin of the leopard-shaped real beast. Judging from the appearance, it seems that... it is just a leopard.

"Little girl, don't be stunned. Once you are drunk for ten thousand years, reincarnation, I heard that we can drink. If you want some dishes, just order some. The point is to be spicy. The more spicy the better."

Luo Feng said to Youjing. As soon as he turned his eyes, a soft light flashed and fell on the drunken who had just fainted. These drinkers woke up and blinked. For a moment, he didn't know that he had just fainted.

The eyes of the five people in the skin bag are a little dark, and they seem to be very prepared for the Shen group. On the one hand, it is gloomy, and on the other hand, they are very handsome, which is indeed a little weird.

For a moment, the wine and dishes of both sides were delivered at the same time. Zuo Jing and You Jing went to the battle in person, and there was no difference in time.

Luo Feng looked at the two sisters and said, "Really, I can't find an excuse to lose my temper. Where's your master?"

At this time, Zhang Yang dared to take the initiative to pick the taboo group...

Luo Fengjun smiled and said, "Little girl, don't worry. I'm just interested in the real beast of your holy church. I won't do anything to your master. Help me ask your master two questions. First, how did the thunderstorm fire phoenix be raised from the red melting bird? Second, can the armored dragon beast Time, the formation on his back seems to have something to do with us.

At this time, Zhang Yang's laughter came, "If several seniors come to drink, I recommend you to taste it carefully. If something else disturbs the mood of drinking, I'm afraid it's not beautiful."

Among the drinkers, there was a burst of silence. In the past, Zhang Yang, one of the eight saints of the Great Zhou Dynasty, had a reputation, which was called a loud voice, but now, I'm sorry, up and down, strange people, all kinds of masters of the divine realm are endless, and everyone's eyes are high. The eight Yes.

The smile on his face was full, but Luo Feng's eyes gently glanced at Zhang Yang...

Buzz... Zhang Yang's face changed dramatically, but he gritted his teeth and still looked at Luo Feng stiffly.

"Hahaha, Luo Feng, are you ashamed of a descendant?"

At this time, a loud laugh came from the outside, which was the laughter of the old man.

With a bang, the old man and the drunken scholar suddenly sat at the open table.

The look on the drunken scholar's face was obviously a little different, and there seemed to be a happy event. At this time, he patted Zhang Yang's shoulder and saw a trace of black blood flowing from the corners of Zhang Yang's mouth, but he woke up.

"Ha ha, it's really good to be young, but it's not good if you don't know how thick it is."

Luo Feng still smiled faintly and tasted the alcoholic wine with the other four.

"Hey, you guys, can you change to another place? It will affect my appetite."

He stared at the skin bag with a smile.

Luo Feng was also staring at the skin bag. The people in the skin bag were very quiet, and the atmosphere suddenly became solemn. This was going to happen.

The publicity is called a sweat. Don't do it here. These people will be useless here by flicking their fingers.

Just then, with a slap, the people in the leather bag stood up neatly, put down a universe bag on the table, and walked out neatly.

Zuo Jing quickly came forward to put away the universe bag, looked inside, and almost cried...

Youjing quickly came up and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong? What's the situation?"

"It's money! I finally received the money." Zuo Jing said excitedly.

With so many taboo groups coming to eat and drink, this is the first time I have received money, and I haven't given less money.

The old man was obviously a little embarrassed, and he lost his face... The drunken scholar's face had long been thicker than cowhide, and he patted Zhang Yang on the shoulder, "Do you have any wine last time?"

Zhang Yang wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, "Although you help me relieve the siege, it doesn't mean that you can eat and drink for nothing!"

The drunken scholar looked embarrassed, "Cough, don't worry, let's get married together this time."

Ling Ling smiled and said, "Little girl, I'll pay the bill later."

Luo Feng smiled and said, "The little girl went to the bar. Let's try ten thousand years of drunkenness and reincarnation. After so many years, I haven't heard such a big wine for a long time."

You Jing smiled sweetly and showed a small dimple. "Please wait a moment. You will understand what modesty is after drinking."

Compared with the gloomy skin bag, it is better for these regular customers who are not old and not small.

In a round of drunkenness for ten thousand years, everyone looked at the wine in the bowl...

"Are you sure you're right?" Luo Feng looked at Zuo Jing faintly, which was a little too neglected. "Even fairy wine doesn't have to be so expensive!"

"Luo Feng, you'd better say this after drinking." After finishing the novel, clean up your wine, and then close your eyes and don't speak.

The same is true of others, and they have seen it.

The people of the Shen group took a sip doubt, and soon everyone's faces changed greatly. After a while, they regained their calm.

There was no sound for a while.

"Is this made by Wang Meng?" Luo Feng was stunned.

"It's my master." Zuo Jing said proudly.

"Ha ha, he is there. I would like to know such a strange young man." Luo Feng said.

"Drinking, life must be full of joy, give me 50 altars first!" The drunken scholar finally became domineering.

He is poor and short-sighted. Ling Ling is coming. Obviously, he is no longer depressed.

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