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Chapter 1247

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The Alcoholic Demon's personality was very much to Jun Changxiao's liking, and he was also very strong in martial arts, so he immediately had the intention to recruit him.

How to recruit him?

This was a big problem.

Dog Leftover came up with a plan. He purposely portrayed Ye Xingchen as a Wine Dao Sovereign, and then made him want to meet him!

Why not Li Qingyang or Xiao Ziji?

One had to know that any random disciple, even female disciples like Liu Wanshi and Yao Mengying, were much better at drinking than Ah Niu.

If one had to explain, it might be the Patriarch's love for his disciple.

Moreover.

Ye Xingchen's exclusive divine weapon evolved into a wine jar. In terms of external settings, it was quite suitable for the title of 'Supreme Wine Master'.

The system said, "The host likes to persecute Ye Xingchen. Even now, the people of the Soul Race Continent are still scolding him when they eat."

"Supreme Wine Master?"

The Alcoholic Demon's eyes lit up.

He could drink more than he could drink, which made him very tempted!

"Falling Star Continent? Ye Xingchen. " The Alcoholic Demon thought to himself, "If I can get out of prison one day, I will definitely ask you for a drink!"

If Ah Niu, who had just been carried back to his room by Li Qingyang and the others, knew that he had been given the title of 'Supreme Wine Master' by the Patriarch, he would definitely stand up and drink another bowl of Drunken Dream!



Jun Changxiao grasped the Alcoholic Demon's heart, but he stopped before going too far. Then, he simply asked and went to the teleportation array.

"Boss, are you going to the Sixth Level of Hell?"

"Yes."

"It's better not to go."

The Alcoholic Demon said seriously, "The main criminal imprisoned there is not to be trifled with!"

"Is that so?"

Jun Changxiao smiled and said, "Then I'm even more interested."

"…"

The corner of the Alcoholic Demon's mouth twitched.

He had persuaded him. If he really wanted to go, he couldn't forcefully stop him.

Jun Changxiao walked towards the teleportation array. Just as he was about to enter, a voice sounded in his ears, "Young friend, wait!"

The one who spoke was the poor guy who was curled up in the corner. He mustered up his courage to stand up and walk over. His eyes were filled with fear as he looked at the Alcoholic Demon.

"Hey!"

"How dare you stand up without my permission!"

The Alcoholic Demon was about to roll up his sleeves and teach the other party a lesson when he was stopped by Jun Changxiao. "What's the matter?"

The man walked over, paused for a moment, and asked, "You're from the Falling Star Continent?"

"Not bad."

"Are you looking for the Nine Thearchs?"

Jun Changxiao's question to the Wine Demon had been heard clearly even though he was hiding in the distance.

"You know him?"

Gou Sheng asked hurriedly.

From the first layer to the fifth layer of hell, although the author had neglected to write much, he had still inquired and made inquiries. However, in the end, there was no news of the Nine Great Martial Emperors.

"Hu!"

Suddenly, a wave of air gushed out from the man's body, blowing away his disheveled hair and revealing a slightly dignified face. He said, "I am one of the Nine Emperors you are looking for!"

Upon hearing this, Jun Changxiao's jaw dropped.

This pitiful guy who had been bullied in the fifth layer of hell was one of the Nine Great Martial Emperors he was looking for?

Don't talk nonsense!

Shouldn't the Nine Great Martial Emperors, who controlled the Falling Star Continent, be awe-inspiring without being angry?

When Jun Changxiao had transmigrated and learned that there were nine Great Martial Emperors in this plane, he had thought that experts of this level would definitely be more impressive than emperors. He had even dreamed of drinking wine and discussing the world's situation together.

If the pitiful guy standing in front of him was really one of the Nine Great Martial Emperors he was looking for, it was a huge contrast!

The system said, "The Nine Great Martial Emperors are very strong in the Falling Star Continent, but they are very common in the mortal universe. Especially when they are imprisoned in the Nine Layers of Hell and are in such a miserable state, it seems normal."

"That's true."

Jun Changxiao felt relieved.

The Nine Great Martial Emperors were regarded as the most powerful kings in the Falling Star Continent, and their image would subconsciously be associated with tall and mighty.

However, in the entire mortal universe, they were very common, especially the main criminals imprisoned in the Nine Layers of Hell. Not only were they powerful, but they also had their own abilities. It was not rare for them to be imprisoned and tortured and lose their dignity as kings.

"The Nine Great Martial Emperors?"

The Wine Demon said disdainfully, "So, they are quite famous."

This pitiful guy who couldn't outdrink him and couldn't outfight him had never looked at him in the eye.

That person clenched his fists, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes. However, after being tortured for thousands of years, he had learned to endure and pretended not to hear the other party's mocking.

"Which one of the Nine Great Martial Emperors are you?" Jun Changxiao asked.

That person tidied up his messy hair and clothes and said in a formal tone, "Du Yinqing, Spirit Emperor!"

These few simple words allowed Jun Changxiao to capture the remaining aura of a king, and he couldn't help but believe it. He said, "Do you have proof?"

Swoosh!

Du Yinqing opened his palm.

A gold-rimmed token with the words "Spirit Emperor" engraved on it appeared, and he said, "This is my token."

If Gou Sheng were a senior of a top sect in the continent at this time, he would definitely salute respectfully when he saw the token, because seeing the token of the Nine Great Martial Emperors was like seeing the real person!

"Not bad."

The system said, "This token is produced in the Falling Star Continent."

"You can tell?" Jun Chang Xiao inwardly muttered in surprise.

The system said proudly, "Don't think that the host is the only one who is constantly getting stronger. This system is also constantly leveling up."

Since the other party took out his identity token, Jun Changxiao was already eighty percent convinced, so he went forward and shook hands, saying, "Boss, I've wronged you!"

Gou Sheng liked to daydream.

For example, if he met the Nine Great Martial Emperors one day, would he be able to call them brothers and stand side by side with them?

Now that it really happened, the result was completely different from what he imagined, because not only did the other party not have a noble temperament, but he was more pitiful than a beggar!

"Sigh."

Du Yinqing sighed.

He didn't say anything, because if he said anything more, he would cry!

"Hahaha!"

The Drunkard Demon put a hand on his shoulder and grinned. "So you know the boss. We've known each other for a long time. From today onwards, we'll call each other brothers!"

People with bold and unrestrained personalities liked to forget grudges with a smile!

Du Yinqing broke down.

You f * cking tortured me for thousands of years, and you still have the face to call each other brothers?



Jun Changxiao didn't rush to enter the Sixth Level of Hell. Instead, he talked to Du Yinqing alone and asked, "Boss, which level of Hell are the other Martial Emperors locked in?"

After thousands of years of torture, the Spirit Emperor had lost his former sharpness, like a weathered old man who drank a mouthful of wine, saying, "We were brought to the Starry Fortress and separated."

Jun Changxiao asked, "What crime did you commit?"

"…"

Du Yinqing drank a big mouthful of wine, and the past instantly appeared in his mind. Then, he shook his head bitterly and said, "Let's not talk about the past."

How can we not talk about it?

I'm very curious about what crime you committed to be locked in the Ninth Level of Hell by the Starry Fortress.

"Plop!"

Just as he was about to continue asking, Du Yinqing collapsed. From the expression on his face, it was obvious that he was drunk to the point of losing consciousness.

"…"

Jun Changxiao was speechless and disdainful. He said, "I thought the Nine Great Martial Emperors were very strong, but I didn't expect them to be so weak!"

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

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