"who!"

Liu Zhengyang was immersed in the fragrance of Chun Zi Yuhua wine, and suddenly turned around and scolded.

At the door of Xizi Villa, a young man with a sword on his back looked at Liu Zhengyang with a smile.

"Sword Madman? Why are you here!"

The old drunkard obviously knew the other party, but Liu Zhengyang frowned and did not speak.

"Chun Zi Yuhua wine! This thing is even a god who can't help but ask for a glass of wine when he sees it! I've seen Liu Zhizhang!"

"Sword Madness, Li Yufeng, is an interesting guy!"

The old drunkard disdained the ordinary people, just like Yan Luo and Zhu Heng today, they obviously could not catch the eyes of him! How could a person who could be called interesting by him be an ordinary person?

Of course, the name of this sword zombie is enough to illustrate some problems.

"Is it a pleasure to have friends coming from afar?"

Liu Zhengyang turned his hand and added a set of wine utensils.

Jian Chi looked calm and walked directly to the table and sat down.

Xiao Duomi couldn't help but raise her head curiously and look at Jian Chi.

Children's thoughts are often the purest. What makes Xiao Duomie curious is that she feels that the uncle around her is a pure person in his heart, just like him! It gives her a natural sense of intimacy.

"The little girl is so cute! It's a pity that I don't have anything to give you, so I can use this sword talisman to ensure you're safe!"

After saying that, he handed a golden little sword talisman to Xiao Duomi.

Xiao Duomi did not answer, but looked at Liu Zhengyang.

Only Xiao Duomi can collect the things that my father agrees! Otherwise, he can't move at all!

Xiao Duomi has implemented this sentence very thoroughly.

"Let's go ahead, thank you uncle!"

"Thank you uncle!"

Xiao Duomi was very satisfied with this little golden sword talisman. She couldn't put it down when she held it in her hand, and looked extremely innocent and cute.

Jian Chi stopped talking, but picked up the wine glass at the table, took a sip, and then narrowed his eyes.

After dinner, Jiang Xueqin got up to clean up the table, pressed Liu Zhengyang, and a sweet smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Xiao Duomie jumped away, and then layers of sword energy burst out from Jian Chi's body.

“Comfortable!”

Jian Chi sighed lightly: "President Liu, thank you!"

Another person who called Liu Zhengyang by the head of the sect made Liu Zhengyang raise his eyebrows.

For the Dead Wood Sect, this is undoubtedly a good thing.

Liu Zhengyang agrees with the saying, "It's not about fighting and killing, it's about human nature!"

He didn't know what happened to the Dead Wood Sect back then.

But he believed that with the ability of the Dead Wood Sect, he should not have no friends!

At least this kind of thing shouldn't happen when he becomes the head of the sect!

"President Liu, the situation outside is very unfavorable to you."

Jian Chi suddenly spoke.

The old drunkard also opened his eyes at this time, and a look of disdain flashed in his eyes: "Just a group of cowards! The so-called Kyoto Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, I think it's just a lying dog and hiding insect!"

The contemptuous expression was obviously a sign of darkness.

Liu Zhengyang didn't say anything, but just raised his eyebrows.

"Zhu Qiyu's current cultivation level is becoming more and more unpredictable. If he takes action, Liu Zhizhang might be in danger."

"Aren't he the most happy jumping back then? What he feared was nothing more than the Dead Tree's Spring Art!"

The old drunkard didn't know if he was drinking too much, or was deliberately mentioning Liu Zhengyang.
Chapter completed!