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Killing intention! The priest already has the intention to kill.

However, the priest was obviously hesitant. Huo Shan was a member of the Xiao family, and killing him openly as a retainer of the Xiao family would be equivalent to declaring war on the Xiao family.

The two looked at each other and checked their eyes. They were both ruthless people.

A banquet with a full mouth is really only one percent.

Test each other.

"The priest has a grudge against the blue-blooded people? Are they robbing you?"

"We met once a few decades ago," Zi squinted her eyes slightly and whispered softly, "As the lights dimmed, the man raised his glass and sang..."

"That time, that scene!"

"Exactly like this at this moment~"

"Drink, priest," Huo Shan stood up and was about to toast.

At this time, a man wearing armor pushed the firewood door open and walked straight into the hall without caring about the mud on his feet. The armor on his body was still dripping with water.

"Tap tap tap!"

The steps are steady and the body is like a hill.

He walked into the hall, put his ear to the priest's ear, and said something.

The priest's eyes turned several times, looking shocked.

After saying this, the warrior did not leave, but just stayed by the priest's side.

"Master Priest, this person is..." Huo Shan, who was holding the wine glass, paused for a moment, unsure of what to eat.

"Just a general," the priest smiled.

Just as he was about to raise his glass, the warrior picked up a cup and blocked it in front of Huo Shan, "My gentleman is too drunk, so I'll drink for him!"

Huo Shan was stunned for a moment, then said boldly, "It's so refreshing!"

Holding the cup, Huo Shan walked into the hall and was about to clink glasses with the warrior. The warrior looked wary.

Huo Shan picked up the cup with both hands and drank it all in one gulp. At the end, he hung the wine cup upside down, not a drop of wine was left, and there was a huge amount.

When the warrior saw it, he immediately held the cup with both hands, raised his neck, and the wine fell into his stomach.

"brush!"

The warrior only felt the scabbard on his waist move slightly. When he finished drinking, he saw that there was nothing there.

"What a sword!"

"So fast!" The warrior was shocked. He was definitely an expert in drawing the sword. He didn't react at all.

Huo Shan flicked the bronze sword, and a metallic sound with a special texture came out.

The spine of the sword goes straight into the line, and is embossed with a dragon pattern. Its blade is round and can be seen in the light, and it also glows with a cadmium-plated blue under the candlelight.

Phew!

The bronze sword picked a sword flower in the air.

Huo Shan comes from a martial arts family, and his proficiency with weapons has been ingrained into his bones. He can dance with swords and look cool.

The warrior's expression changed drastically, and Ziwei was frightened and took half a step back.

Han Ling'er was shocked, Huo Shan was going to use force!

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

"This sword is famous!"

Keng!

The bronze sword fell over and the hilt was firmly delivered to the warrior's hand.

"You will lose your temper in the presence of a good sword, and you should be punished." He grabbed the wine bottle on Zi Weiji's desk and poured it into the wine glass in his hand.

"I punish myself with three drinks!"

The warrior held a sword in his hand. As long as Huo Shan dared to make any move, he was sure to cut off Huo Shan's head with one blow.

Huo Shan drank two glasses of wine without making any move.

The warrior's heart calmed down a little. He held the scabbard with one hand and inserted the bronze sword back with the other hand.

"belch!"

Huo Shan swayed past the warrior, turned around, and leaned against Zi Wei.

Ziwei was just about to make a move, but Huo Shan pressed the pipa bone with one hand, "It's getting late today, but we haven't had enough fun yet, let's drink while walking!"

The samurai also pulled out the big sword he had inserted, and looked at Huo Shan nervously.

Ziwei was still calm and gave the warrior a look, and the warrior retreated angrily.

In fact, it's no wonder he was so calm. There was a metal object pressing against his back. Judging from the shape of the object, it was a short dagger.

"Miss Han, pour some wine!"

Holding Ziwei down with one hand, he walked from the main seat to the nave!

Han Ling'er was overjoyed and said, "Great!"

He picked up the wine flask from the table without even taking a sip, and poured it for Huo Shan.

"Gentleman, let's drink in ten steps until we reach Qiucheng!"

"Mr. Huo, you are so elegant," Ziwei smiled.

The rain outside the door stopped, and the moonlight melted, illuminating the mountains and rivers.

Autumn is approaching, and the frogs on the ridge are buzzing, making it very lively.

When the cold wind blows, the green shirt on the body is pulled around, and the person feels like he is about to become a feather.

A kind of poetry is born in such beauty.

It's a pity that Huo Shan feels that he hasn't read enough books and can't recite a poem that suits the situation. He can only sum it up with two words: "Fuck".

In fact, there are many poems. One sentence is "After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather is late and autumn comes, which is also very good."

"drink!"

Huo Shan was drinking wine crookedly, and Han Ling'er behind him was holding a wine pot and two horses, slowly following behind.

Further behind were several torches. The warrior looked with a livid face as Huo Shan humiliated his gentleman.

The green color is crisp and darker after the rain, and because of the humidity, this green color is very attractive.

"There is no rain on the mountain road, the sky is green and people's clothes are wet." He blurted out.

There was no rain on the road to moisten it, but the green color moistened people's clothes.

Han Ling'er's eyes lit up, Wang Wei's mountain scene was very suitable for the scene, and Huo Shan's green shirt was indeed a bit interesting.

It was agreed that there would be one drink in ten steps, although there were no people there, but that was what it meant, one step at a time, very slowly.

Along the path, a group of people watched a man hugging another man and drinking.

They didn't know how long they had been walking. There was a faint light in front of them, but it was a group of cavalry.

Huo Shan squinted his eyes and saw the face of the cavalryman clearly.

There are more than twenty riders, and there is a big lump in the ground. Isn't this Yiyang's group or who is it?

"Sentence~" a whistle.

More than a dozen people grabbed the horse's legs and stopped far away.

He separated into a group of horses and stepped forward on the horse. He held a whip in his hand, stood high on the horse's back, and looked down diagonally.

Huo Shan frowned, wondering if there were too many people coming to meet him.

There was unconcealable joy on Yi Yang's face, leaving Huo Shan a little confused.

I'll let you explore the truth. Why are you so happy?

"Fish~" The reins were pulled, the horse's head tilted, and Yiyang jumped off the horse in one step.

"Captain!"

Huo Shan nodded, "How's it going?"

"Exceeded the target, the writer is really a damn talent!" Yi Yang's mouth twitched, he is definitely a ruthless person, too cruel.

"??" Huo Shan said doubtfully, "Be serious."

"The writer's record, 0-12-3! Crazy!"

A polite writer appears in Huo Shan's head. Isn't that right? He's a bad student?...

However, this was not the time to care about such trivial details, so he signaled Yiyang to be on guard.

"Master Priest, Huo has no drinking power left today, so you don't need to send any more!"

Ziwei sneered, "I have to give it away!"

After saying that, Huo Shan also drank the wine in the cup and motioned with his eyes to Han Ling'er to get on the horse quickly.

Han Ling'er also understood and quickly rode away.

Huo Shan relaxed slightly, turned over and got on the horse, flicked the horse's head, and walked off in a swaggering manner.

Ziwei's disciples were picking up their bows and arrows, but they didn't dare to move rashly. After all, Ziwei hadn't gone far yet, and if he continued to strike, he might hurt one of his own.

By the time Ziwei returned to the retainer, Huo Shan and his party had already disappeared.

Ziwei looked at the disappearing cavalry, thoughtfully, and did not accept the suggestion to pursue them, "They are extraordinary~"