Chapter 1853
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In an instant, Qian Chengen, Tang Ye, and even the two guards at the peak of the Tong Shen Realm behind Song Que all looked at Ye Qiu in unison.
Ye Qiu’s face remained unchanged, and he said, “Senior Brother doesn’t know that I deliberately suppressed my cultivation.”
I’m worried that I will meet Ye Wushuang, so I want to paralyze him with this.”
”So that’s the case.” Song Que nodded approvingly and said, “I always reminded you before that when you go out, you must be cautious and cautious again. It seems that you have listened to what I said. Very good.”
Then, Song Que’s tone changed.
”Tang Ye, did you see that? Junior Brother Yun Jie knows how to pretend to be weak. Why don’t you know?”
”If it weren’t for your arrogance and carelessness, and underestimating the enemy, how could you have been injured by Ye Wushuang？”
”Although you are the First Holy Son, in this regard, you have to learn more from Junior Brother Yun Jie.”
Tang Ye was so angry in his heart that if he couldn’t beat Song Que, he would definitely tear Song Que into pieces.
”Damn it, why do you have to teach me no matter what you say？”
”Do I have a face that is bullied？”
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“Isn’t it just the Third Holy Son? What’s there to be arrogant about? I curse you to die a bad death.”
Tang Ye cursed secretly.
”Why don’t you speak？”
Seeing that Tang Ye didn’t say a word, Song Que said coldly, “Do you think I’m not qualified to teach you？ Or are you not convinced in your heart？”
Instantly, a cold breath emanated from Song Que’s body.
Tang Ye was shocked and said respectfully, “What Senior Brother said is extremely true. I will pay attention to it in the future.”
”It’s better that you think so in your heart, hum.” Song Que snorted coldly.
Ye Qiu smiled and said, “Senior Brother Song, Senior Brother Tang, City Lord Qian, it’s rare for us to gather together. Come, let’s have a toast together.”
Immediately, several people clinked glasses.
I have to say that the wine in the City Lord’s Mansion is really good. It is full of spiritual energy and has a milky aroma. It not only doesn’t choke the throat, but also has a bit of sweetness.
After Ye Qiu drank a glass, he only felt that the breath in his body involuntarily circulated and couldn’t help but say, “Good wine！”
”It seems that Saint Son Yunjie is also a person who knows wine.” Qian Chengen said, “This wine is called Qingfeng Lu.”
”More than five hundred years ago, I got a secret recipe for brewing wine, so I spent decades and finally brewed ten thousand catties of Qingfeng Lu.”
”I sealed five thousand catties, and the remaining five thousand catties have been drunk up over the years.”
”The Qingfeng Lu we are drinking now is the spiritual wine that I sealed for five hundred years.”
”The taste is sweet and the fragrance is mellow. The spiritual wine enters the throat and has a lingering aftertaste…”
Qian Chengen is obviously a drunkard. When it comes to Qingfeng Lu, he talks endlessly and has a intoxicated expression on his face.
”City Lord Qian, I didn’t expect you to be able to brew wine.” Song Que’s voice was a bit cold.
Qian Chengen didn’t notice Song Que’s dissatisfaction and said with a smile, “Divine Son, if you like it, I can give you the brewing secret recipe of Qingfeng Lu…”
“This Son has no time to brew wine. Before Qian Chengen could finish speaking, Song Que scolded: “No wonder you let Ye Wushuang escape. It turns out that you are researching such heretical ways as brewing wine.”
“Qian Chengen, you have a lot of nerve.”
“The Sect Leader ordered you to guard Doom City and appointed you as the city lord. Is this how you repay the Sect Leader？”
“Ignorant and incompetent！”
“Indulging in pleasures and losing one’s will！”
“Only knowing to seek pleasure and enjoyment, you deserve to die ten thousand deaths！”
Cold sweat broke out on Qian Chengen’s forehead, and he stammered： “Son, you have misunderstood. I…”
“What are you!” Song Que was not at all polite. “You brewed so much spiritual wine and hid it for yourself to drink. You didn’t even see fit to honor the Sect Leader. When I go back, I will report the truth to the Sect Leader.”
Qian Chengen was so scared that he directly knelt on the ground and begged for mercy： “Son, I was wrong. Please don’t tell the city lord.”
Tang Ye frowned and said: “Senior Brother Song, everyone has some hobbies. City Lord Qian likes to brew wine. It doesn’t seem like a big mistake…”
“And you!” Song Que’s cold eyes swept towards Tang Ye: “As the number one holy son of the Yin-Yang Sect, instead of diligently cultivating you are still mixing with this kind of trash. Do you want to degenerate?
“Tang Ye, if you don’t correct yourself, be careful that I ask the Sect Leader to depose you as the number one.”
Tang Ye heard these words and felt angry again in his heart, but dared not speak out. His hand under the table had quietly clenched into a fist.
Ye Qiu was somewhat emotional and thought, this Song Que is really a talent, and his means of attracting hatred are even beyond his reach.
Ye Qiu said： “Senior Brother Song, you don’t know that City Lord Qian guards a city and is very busy every day.”
”In his spare time, brewing spirit wine is also a way to relax and relieve fatigue.”
”Since City Lord Qian has guarded Desperate City, he has done his best. This time, Ye Wushuang escaped. It’s not the fault of City Lord Qian and Senior Brother Tang. It’s really that Ye Wushuang is too cunning.”
”Senior Brother Song, don’t blame them anymore.”
Qian Cheng’en cast a grateful look at Ye Qiu and then said： “Holy Son Yunjie is right. That Ye Wushuang is really too cunning.”
Tang Ye also said： “Senior Brother Song, when I see Ye Wushuang again, I will definitely catch him.”
Song Que snorted coldly： “Hmph, for the sake of Junior Brother Yunjie pleading for you, I will let you go this time. If you continue to seek pleasure in the future, don’t blame me for being rude to you.”
Qian Cheng’en and Tang Ye quickly thanked him.
”Thank you, Holy Son！”
”Thank you, Senior Brother！”
Ye Qiu helped Qian Cheng’en up and said, “City Lord Qian, get up quickly！”
”Thank you, Holy Son.” Qian Cheng’en said gratefully.
Ye Qiu said, “City Lord Qian, actually my senior brother is not unreasonable, but he has the important matter ordered by the leader in his heart, so sometimes what he says is hard to accept for a while. I hope you don’t hold a grudge against my senior brother.”
Qian Cheng’en smiled bitterly and said, “Even if you lend me ten thousand courage, I don’t dare to hold a grudge against the Holy Son. Moreover, what the Holy Son taught is all the truth. I will definitely work hard to correct it in the future.”
Song Que didn’t listen to what Qian Cheng’en said, but the look in his eyes when looking at Ye Qiu became softer, thinking to himself, “Junior Brother Yun Jie still has me in his heart.”
”Senior Brother, I’ll have a few drinks with you.” Ye Qiu pulled Song Que to sit down, and then several people toasted each other.
The atmosphere became more and more harmonious.
After three rounds of drinks.
”I have already delayed them for a while. Should Da Li and the old guy have succeeded by now？”
Thinking of this, Ye Qiu pretended to be drunk and said, “Senior Brother Song, I haven’t touched your knife for a long time. Can you show it to your junior brother？”
Song Que didn’t suspect anything either. He directly took down the blunt heavy knife from behind and handed it to Ye Qiu.
Ye Qiu felt it in his hand. This knife weighed at least tens of thousands of catties.
Although it wasn’t sharpened, it was full of sharpness.
This was a holy knife！
”What a good knife！” Ye Qiu exclaimed.
“Junior Brother Yunjie, if you like it, Senior Brother will give it to you.” Song Que said generously.
“Thank you, Senior Brother.” Ye Qiu said and directly put away the holy saber.
Song Que was stunned for a moment, and then laughed, saying, “It’s good that Junior Brother Yunjie likes it.”
Tang Ye was shocked when he saw this scene. He knew very well that Song Que never left his saber on weekdays. This bladeless heavy saber was simply Song Que’s life. He didn’t expect that Song Que really gave it away.
After the shock, Tang Ye cursed in his heart again： “Song Que, you are so partial to Yunjie, but you always scold me. I curse you to die a bad death.”
Just then——
In the backyard of the City Lord’s Mansion, suddenly the fire soared into the sky！
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