Wine Sword Immortal: Divine Level Winemaker, Drunkenly Kills Tianmen!

Chapter 33 Qi Ling Yun Ying

Looking at the moon high in the sky, Wang Xianxian fell into deep thought.

"Is this... a result of drinking?" Wang Xianxian was a little unbelievable, "I actually slept through the night?"

After he was fully awake, he looked around and his heart jumped again.

Hundreds of killer apes were lying on the ground with horrified expressions on their faces.

After Wang Xianxian carefully investigated, he discovered that these killer apes were all dead.

what happened?

Wang Xianxian began to try to remember.

He only remembered that when he was drunk, he lightly swung his sword, and there was no memory of the rest.

After thinking for a moment, Wang Xianxian finally understood the current situation.

At that time, he controlled the fine wines and turned them into wine mist.

Those killer apes became drunk directly after inhaling the high concentration of alcohol mist.

And he directly cut off the killer ape's dream.

In the dream, all the killer apes were killed.

This move is called [Drunken Life, Dreaming of Death].

It is similar to a domain skill and can invade the dreams of drunk people and cause damage to them.

This move gives people the feeling of a spiritual skill.

In the dark, Wang Xianxian had a feeling that Jiujianxian had countless other moves like this.

too strong!

After suppressing the excitement in his heart, Wang Xianxian took advantage of the moonlight to take out the crystal nuclei from the killer ape's body one by one.

Just as he was about to rush towards the exit, a milky sound came from above.

"Hey, you thief, are you blind? My aunt is so big, I can't see!"

The sudden sound made Wang Xianxian feel like he was facing a formidable enemy, and he looked up warily.

There was a little bamboo bear lying on a thick bamboo.

For some reason, the moment Wang Xianxian saw it, a sense of intimacy emerged in his heart involuntarily.

"Little Bear Bear, I have bamboo leaves here, do you want to eat them~"

"Hey, hey, hey~ Come here, I have delicious food here~"

The weapon spirit fell silent, and Wang Xianxian's voice, like calling a puppy, was so harsh.

Unknowingly, Xiong Quan clenched tightly.

However, at this moment, Wang Xianxian was immersed in the joy of seeing the bamboo bear and did not realize anything was wrong.

"Hey, hey, hey, come on...ah!!!"

Before he finished speaking, the boy was holding the big bag on his head and rolling on the ground in pain.

Qi Ling threw away the bamboo pole in his hand, walked to Wang Xianxian, then grabbed his collar and said fiercely.

"You little thief, my aunt, how do I look like a bear?"

Wang Xianxian was completely stunned. The bamboo bear was said to be gentle to humans.

He looked at the other person's body, which was exactly the same as that of Bamboo Bear, and spoke cautiously.

"What's different about it?"

"What's the difference? Grandma, I'll tell you what's not the same right now!" Qi Ling gritted his teeth, "Listen up, the biggest difference between me and Bamboo Bear is..."

Silence is Cambridge tonight...

After a moment of silence, the weapon spirit continued to threaten fiercely.

"Do you understand? This is the difference between my aunt and a bamboo bear. If you dare to say that I am a bamboo bear, my legs will be broken!"

Wang Xianxian muttered in a low voice: "But I really didn't listen..."

"The third leg!" Qi Ling added silently.

"I understand!" Wang Xianxian's voice was loud.

"Very good. Those who know the current affairs are heroes. You already have one ten thousandth of the temperament of that thief boy." Qi Ling affirmed.

"Um, senior." Wang Xianxian asked tentatively, "Who are you?"

"You haven't found it yet?" The weapon spirit looked at Wang Xianxian with disgust, "I am your weapon spirit."

"Ah?" Wang Xianxian was dumbfounded.

He quickly communicated with Jiuxian Gourd consciously, and after three breaths, he raised his head in surprise.

"Calabash Immortal..."

"Don't call me Calabash Immortal. I have a name. My name is Yun Ying."

"Clouds, clouds, ding, ding, ding!"

Seeing Yun Ying's proud expression, Wang Xianxian was unable to ask what he was holding back in his heart.

"Hello Yun Ying, my name is Wang Xianxian."

Yun Ying raised his eyebrows: "Xian Xian, what is there to envy in Xian?"

"This name is just a joke. If I had known, I would have advised your mother not to give you this name."

This sentence directly silenced Wang Xianxian.

Yun Ying waved his little paw.

"Forget it, let's not talk so much. What era is it now? How many years has it been since Tianmen appeared?"

Wang Xianxian, who was proficient in history, spoke quickly.

"Twelve thousand years have passed since the coming of Heaven's Gate."

"Twelve thousand years..." Yun Ying murmured to himself, "Has it been this long..."

"Who won the battle between Tianting and Yi Huang?"

"Heaven?" Wang Xianxian was a little confused, "What is heaven?"

Hearing this, Yun Ying frowned directly.

"Then tell me the history you know."

Wang Xianxian simply organized his words and began to speak slowly.

Half an hour later...

After hearing what Wang Xianxian said, Yun Ying slowly shook his head.

"I don't know anything about what you said..."

Hearing this, Wang Xianxian was shocked: "Then when did you..."

Yun Ying suddenly woke up and covered Wang Xianxian's mouth.

"Little ancestor, don't talk nonsense. If you reincarnate again, I will be even more annoyed."

"Let's stop talking about past lives."

After saying that, it jumped directly to Wang Xianxian's head.

"Now that my aunt is out, you don't have to worry about anything."

Feeling the young man's soft hair, Yun Ying looked very satisfied.

"This is the trump card sofa. Your spiky-headed aunt in the previous life didn't like it long ago."

Wang Xianxian, who had an extra bamboo bear hat, looked a little excited.

"Am I very powerful in my previous life?"

"Just so-so." Yun Ying lay on Wang Xianxian's head and said weakly.

"You haven't reached the blood refining realm yet, so I still feel a little bit overwhelmed."

After hearing this, Wang Xianxian nodded slightly.

"Then let's go back and practice."

Yun Ying raised his eyes slightly: "Little ancestor, your current state is not good."

"Huh?" Wang Xianxian was a little confused.

"Your fighting skills are terrible..." Yun Ying hit the point directly, "And you can't control yourself when you're drunk."

"Your strongest means is to escape from the concept, which is the unselectable state described in the vocation panel."

"With your current strength, although you cannot completely enter the state of the Wine Sword Immortal, you can still integrate unselectable into the battle."

"For example, it's hitting, suddenly disappearing, and then..."

"However, because of your inner demons, you simply cannot fight as you wish..."

"Inner demon..." Wang Xianxian was silent.

Yun Ying patted Wang Xianxian on the head.

"Immortals should be free and easy, and immortals should be unrestrained. But now you are shackled..."

The young man looked down at the moonlight on the ground, wondering what he was thinking.

Yun Ying patted the boy's cheek with his furry bear paw.

"If you can cut off the shackles, just cut them off. If you can't cut off the shackles, then we will talk about it."

"From today on, you are no longer alone."

Hearing this, the corners of Wang Xianxian's mouth slightly raised.

He could feel the connection between himself and the other person from the depths of his soul.

It was an extremely gentle concern...