There was no food, and the three of them drank one cup after another for two hours. In the end, the two of them felt no pain and were fascinated by the smell of the wine.

Seeing that there was no sound in the bedroom over there for a long time, Lu Ling was about to come over to see what the three of them were doing. As a result, she saw the closed door and the smell of wine that was fragrant from afar.

After wrinkling her nose, she looked at the bedroom door and could imagine the scene inside. For such a long time, the three of them must have been drunk.

At this time, the scene in the bedroom was not much different from what Lu Ling thought. The three of them lay down in three directions, holding a jar of wine in their hands, and fell asleep while talking.

"The fat man's wine is not good, but Lu Feng's wine is good..." Chu Wuwei said intermittently while tugging the wine jar in his hand.

"You are rushing to drink if you don't drink well, you barbarian..."

Huang Tong heard the voice here and cursed and wanted to get up, but his fat body restricted him. He worked hard for a long time but couldn't do it. Finally, he lay down and fell asleep.

The next morning, when Lu Feng woke up from his sleep, he found that he seemed to be pressed by a mountain, and he had difficulty breathing.

The power of the operation shook Huang Tong's fleshy legs apart. Lu Feng tried hard to wake him up, looking at the mess on the ground, and smiled bitterly.

I actually got drunk!

I think he was a person who had been in a barbecue for 30 years in his previous life, but he was drunk with two people.

A groggy feeling came from his mind. He opened the bedroom door and let the smell of alcohol spread. Then he came to the practice room by himself and began to meditate and regulate his breathing, and expelled the anesthesia of alcohol.

Half an hour later, Chu Wuwei and Huang Tong also woke up one after another, but compared to Lu Feng, they felt uncomfortable when they moved.

I was anesthetized by alcohol last night and couldn't feel the pain on my body. They were scrupulous and desperately struggling. Unexpectedly, the sequelae are coming now.

The alcohol has passed and the pain has become stronger!

When Lu Feng completely dispelled the alcohol, he came back and saw two strong men moaning, supporting each other and climbing up from the ground.

"It's morning!" Lu Feng smiled and walked into the bedroom to greet the two of them.

They looked at Lu Feng with contempt. The two of them ignored him, took out the healing pills and took them, and then began to meditate and refine them.

Today they have to go out to submit tasks, but they don’t want to be laughed at by others. Moreover, there are so many people in the mission hall, if they go out like this, they will definitely be watched.

After cleaning up the room, Lu Feng disposes all the wine jars, then leaves, leaving the place for them.

Now there are wounded soldiers in the room. Lu Feng felt speechless when he thought of this, and his place has become a sanatorium.

Time passed in a blink of an eye, and soon a morning passed. At noon, Chu Wuwei and Huang Tong finally woke up. Most of the bruises on their bodies were healed, but traces could still be seen vaguely.

The three of them left the cave and first came to Tianling Peak, asking Chu Wuwei to submit the task, and then went to Tianxing Peak, waiting for Huang Tong to submit the task.

By the time the two of them had submitted their tasks, three hours had passed, and the sun was no longer so strong.

When they arrived at a tavern run by a registered disciple, the three of them ordered a few side dishes and a pot of herbal tea, and savored it carefully.

Chu Wuwei and Huang Tong are just ordinary outer disciples, so their accommodation conditions are much worse than those of Lu Feng.

I originally thought of coming to Lu Feng and practicing hard for a month with the powerful source gathering formation and improving my cultivation level.

But Lu Ling is now there in Lu Feng's cave. The two of them were so scared that they directly killed this idea in their minds.

"This senior brother, I am a registered disciple who has just joined the sect. I just earn a little source crystal through this business. If you take it, I will do it in vain this month!"

The three of them were eating when suddenly a voice came from the side, with a hint of begging in their words.

Turning his head and looking, they found that the person who was talking was the owner of the tavern. At this time, there were three outer disciples looking at him arrogantly.

"I don't care if you do it in vain or not. This is the territory of the White Tiger Gang. If you open a tavern here, you have to pay the rent."

The young man in blue in the middle of the three shouted loudly, poked out and pinched the right hand of the tavern owner, and took off the storage ring on his index finger.

"No, if you take my storage ring, then I will have nothing..." The owner of the tavern begged. It was already very rare for a big man to be humble in front of everyone.

However, the young man in blue didn't care at all and said, "This is the price of your refusal to pay the rent!"
Chapter completed!