Douluo Continent: A Fallen Immortal Descends to Earth, Slaying Gods with a Drunken Sword

Chapter 129: Li Zhexian's Ruthlessness in Crippled Dai Mubai's Hand (Bonus Chapter, Requesting Monthly Tickets)

Tang San, Dai Mubai, and five others entered the Shanxiangfang restaurant.

Their elegant and sophisticated interior decoration left them all stunned.

Even Dai Mubai, who was born into royalty, couldn't help but nod in agreement.

They were instilled with the concept of "remembering the bitter past and appreciating the sweet present" by Yu Xiaogang.

This is a luxurious restaurant with carved beams and painted rafters.

It has been a long time since I last visited this place.

"Tsk, tsk."

Oscar said enviously:

"I heard that Jianjiu comes here every few days to drink and have fun with his friends."

"They're so carefree."

Dai Mubai snorted coldly.

Tang San said expressionlessly:
"It's just a matter of wearing down one's will."

Ning Rongrong unconsciously tightened her grip on Xiao Wu's hand.

original……

After leaving the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

Li Zhexian lived such a carefree and joyful life.

Xiao Wu noticed Ning Rongrong's unusual behavior and turned her head to look at her with a probing gaze.

This reminds me of Ning Rongrong's unusual behavior during their day-and-night battle.

Xiao Wu vaguely felt...

Ning Rongrong's interaction with Jianjiu seems a bit off.

The Shrek team is quite well-known in Tiandou City.

After all, they were one of the five strong teams that emerged from the qualifiers.

Tang San, in particular, who revealed his twin martial souls, was hailed by some as a genius that appears only once in a millennium.

however.

Because of his grudges and entanglements with Jianjiu.

The people of Tiandou City have a rather complicated opinion about this team.

Many people keep their distance from him.

When they saw Tang San, Dai Mubai, and the other four.

The noisy diners gradually quieted down.

The shopkeeper jabbed the waiter several times with his abacus.

"We have guests! Didn't you see?!"

The waiter, with his neck stiffened, muttered with a pout:
"No, no, they don't get along with Lord Jianjiu!"

"I...I don't dare spit in their food, okay? I won't serve them!"

"Hey! You son of a bitch!"

The shopkeeper was so angry that he raised his hand as if to hit him.

He then reluctantly gave up.

"Alright, go and serve the other tables."

"I'll personally take care of these little brats."

Dai Mubai tapped his knuckles on the table impatiently and said:

"Such a large restaurant, and it doesn't even have a waiter?!"

"I'm coming!"

The shopkeeper bowed and jogged forward, his face beaming with smiles.

"We are really short-staffed, please forgive us, distinguished guests!"

Dai Mubai ordered several dishes with a cold face.

The shopkeeper hurriedly ran to the kitchen to give instructions.

Bai Chenxiang looked up at the spiral staircase leading to the upper floors.

"The sword wine should be on top."

Tang San picked up the teacup and took a sip.

"Wait on the first floor."

Going upstairs makes it easy to miss.

The safest course of action is to wait patiently on the first floor.

Xiao Wu bit her red lips with her pearly teeth.

She glanced at Tang San's profile.

In the end, he swallowed back the words of advice.

Ning Rongrong's mind was in turmoil.

She naturally didn't want to see Li Zhexian get hurt.

But deep in my heart.

Yet, a twisted expectation secretly began to grow within it.

If you could see Li Zhexian in a disheveled state, wouldn't it be easier to get along with him?

It's like that overly expensive bouquet of flowers.

If the petals appear slightly wilted.

perhaps……

Is it enough to reach the top of the branch?
"Go outside to relieve yourself!"

Li Zhexian's handsome face was flushed.

He stood up unsteadily.

"Hey!"

Feng Xiaotian immediately shouted:
"Brother Immortal! Do you want to go outside and gag your throat?"

Huo Wushuang shook his heavy head.

"Haha! Brother Immortal is going to surrender?!"

"Pooh!"

Li Zhexian spat.

To say he drank himself into oblivion is no different from insulting his blunt sword!
He kicked Yu Tianheng and Hu Yanli, who were sitting on the ground, clutching the wine jar tightly.

"Wait until I get back!"

"None of you will get out standing up!"

Say it.

Li Zhexian pushed open the door to the private room.

He walked out with unsteady steps.

Tang San, Dai Mubai, and the other four had finished eating.

After waiting for quite a while...

But no one showed up. "Shall we go?"

Xiao Wu tentatively spoke.

Ning Rongrong nodded quickly.

Her secret hope had been overwhelmed by reason, and she realized she had truly lost her mind.

anyway.

We shouldn't expect Li Zhexian to suffer a loss.

Dai Mubai tilted his head back and downed a mouthful of wine.

He was about to speak.

Tang San suddenly looked up and gazed at the stairwell on the second floor.

Dai Mubai and the others felt a chill run down their spines.

She quickly followed his gaze.

All I could see was the corner of the stairs.

A young man in a white robe leaned against the railing, his face flushed and his eyes unfocused.

His hair was loose, with a few strands of dark hair falling over his shoulders.

His lapel was stained with bits of wine and some unknown fruit juice.

The strong aroma of alcohol seemed to be detectable from a great distance.

Who else could this drunken youth be but Li Zhexian?
"Ha, finally caught him."

Dai Mubai slammed his wine glass onto the table.

"Sword Wine!"

When Li Zhexian stepped out of the private room, he had already sensed the presence of Tang San and his companions.

He dismissed it as a coincidence, too engrossed in his drinking to pay any attention.

Unexpectedly, Dai Mubai called out to him.

Li Zhexian glanced at Dai Mubai, chuckled, shook his head, and then looked away.

This disregard.

This made Dai Mubai clench his fists.

At this moment, Tang San's voice rang out:

"Swords and wine, our meeting is fate, why not share a drink together?"

"A word to someone who doesn't get along is too much, and a drink to someone who doesn't share your taste is just plain annoying."

Li Zhexian let out a burp and waved his hand.

"I'm in a good mood today."

"I advise you not to invite trouble upon yourselves."

"Oh?"

Dai Mubai's expression turned cold.

Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong instinctively wanted to stop them.

Several strands of Blue Silver Grass sprouted from Tang San's palm, binding the two women to their spot.

in the air.

An atmosphere of unease spread.

The diners stood up in alarm and huddled close to the wall to make room for Li Zhexian and Shrek.

Dai Mubai narrowed his evil eyes.

"Sword Wine, we sincerely invited you, and you're just being disrespectful?"

He lowered his voice and continued:

"I know that Zhu Zhuqing came with you."

"If you don't take my word for it today, I, as the captain of the Shrek team, might just kick her out of Shrek."

These words...

It's obviously just a bluff.

Even though Zhu Zhuqing was uncooperative during training, her soul power level was unmatched among the Shrek Seven Devils.

Yu Xiaogang was dissatisfied.

But we also have to consider the Soul Master Competition.

Li Bai was fully aware of this.

and so.

Dai Mubai's threat.

To him, it was like farting.

but……

Such blatant threats are more pungent than cheap liquor.

"Ah……"

Li Zhexian suddenly stopped.

Then, they walked to the table next to Tang San and Dai Mubai.

He sat down by himself.

He leaned back lazily in his chair.

"It seems..."

"Did you come here specifically to cause trouble?"

Dai Mubai stood up, walked slowly behind Li Zhexian, and patted Li Zhexian's shoulder with a forced smile.

"Don't say such harsh things..."

Dai Mubai didn't finish speaking.

Li Zhexian's hazy, drunken eyes suddenly flashed with a terrifying, murderous light.

He slammed it down with his backhand.

The iron-like fingers locked tightly around Dai Mubai's wrist.

He slammed his hand hard onto the table.

Followed by.

He swiftly grabbed a bamboo chopstick with his right hand.

laugh--

A cold glint flashed like lightning!

Pierce the air!

That seemingly fragile bamboo chopstick pierced Dai Mubai's palm in an instant, and even with its remaining force, it penetrated the mahogany tabletop.

Wood chips mixed with drops of blood splattered everywhere, and warm blood dripped down the edge of the table, making a chilling soft sound in the silence.

No one expected that the drunken Li Zhexian would be so ruthless.

Until Dai Mubai's scream ripped through the deathly silence.

Everyone in the lobby was suddenly jolted awake...

(End of this chapter)