Chu Li agreed with a smile. Soon, the dishes were served.
Yang Lingfeng called for someone to bring in twenty jars of wine.
"Brother Du, this is the wine brewed by Snow Lunar Pavilion. It's definitely strong. Come!" Yang Lingfeng lifted the wine jars and filled everyone's bowls. He then raised his bowl and shouted, "Kill Feng Shaohua! Cheers!"
"Kill Feng Shaohua! Cheers! "The crowd roared.
Chu Li smiled and finished his bowl.
Their hatred and killing intent towards Feng Shaohua were palpable.
Although the dishes were not as exquisite as the ones at Sky Inn, they were fresh. Chu Li was not picky after a few bowls of wine. He chatted and laughed with the crowd. They talked about interesting things in the martial arts world and what he saw when he left the mountain.
Chu Li was easygoing and liked to listen. After a few bowls of wine, the crowd felt that he was not that annoying anymore.
Yang Lingfeng's alcohol tolerance was average. After a jar of wine, his tongue became bigger and his speech became less fluent.
"Let me tell you, Brother Du, Feng Shaohua's Light-body Technique is too f * cking powerful. If not, we would have killed him a long time ago!" Yang Lingfeng pulled on Chu Li's sleeve and said, "More than ten of our brothers and sisters have died in his hands. If you can really kill Feng Shaohua, you'll be our benefactor, and Sister Du Xia will be yours!"
Chu Li said, "If he is so hateful, why didn't the elders from your faction do anything?"
"We can't." Yang Lingfeng shook his head and sighed, "This is a rule set by the founders of both factions. When disciples fight, the elders cannot interfere!"
Chu Li frowned, "So we can only watch him kill."
"Sigh … If Master and Uncle-Master were to make a move, the old folks from Green Hill would make a move too, and then we would all be dead!" Yang Lingfeng scoffed, "We can only blame ourselves for not being strong enough to kill him!"
Chu Li pondered and nodded. He understood this.
This rule was set for the sake of each faction. If not, the elders would not be able to do anything and the faction would be doomed.
"Anyway, Brother Du, we are all counting on you!" Yang Lingfeng laughed.
Chu Li said slowly, "Don't worry. Feng Shaohua will not live long! "
"Brother Meng is right in front of me and I can't save him!" Yang Lingfeng shouted, "Feng Shaohua, f * ck you!"
"Brother Yang, you are drunk." Zhao Feihu pulled him away.
Yang Lingfeng cursed out loud. With tears streaming down her face, she leaned on the table and cried.
Everyone's eyes reddened as grief and indignation surged in their hearts.
Chu Li sighed to himself as he experienced this feeling of helplessness and hatred.
Zhao Feihu looked at them helplessly. "Brother Du, please excuse us. This bunch of fellows are too useless! "
Chu Li shook his head and smiled.
Zhao Feihu sighed. "It's all my fault for not being able to kill him!"
Chu Li patted his shoulder, not knowing how to comfort him.
His skills were inferior, and there was nothing he could do.
Yang Lingfeng and the others were all drunk. They cried and screamed. In the end, they all fell asleep on the ground.
Zhao Feihu was in a bad mood. He didn't drink much, but he was soon drunk.
In the end, Chu Li was the only one who was clear-headed.
He looked at the crowd. Where was he going to sleep tonight?
A green shadow flashed. Shu Qingdie appeared again in a light green gown.
A cold smile hung on her bright and beautiful face. "This bunch of good-for-nothings. As expected, they get drunk the moment they drink. They only have the ability to drown their sorrows in alcohol!"
Chu Li closed fist saluted at her.
"Come with me. I'll bring you to the guest house." Shu Qingdie wrinkled her jade-like nose and fanned it. "This smell! Let's go. "
Chu Li stood up. "Thank you, Miss Shu."
"You're Du Qiu's brother. You're not an outsider. You're welcome." Shu Qingdie led the way in front. Her tall and slender figure was like the reincarnation of a Victoria's Secret supermodel.
The two of them walked along the bridge and into the depths of the valley. After walking for a while, they stopped in front of a pavilion. "You can sleep here first. Let's go in and see if you're satisfied."
Chu Li entered the pavilion and went up to the second floor. There were a total of five rooms.
He randomly picked one. It was clean and tidy. As it faced the south, there was plenty of sunlight. It was not humid at all. The bedding was dry and warm.
Shu Qingdie followed him into the room. She leaned against the door frame. "If you have nothing else to do, stay here for a few more days. You can leave after Du Qiu recovers. She needs someone to accompany and comfort her."
"Okay." Chu Li nodded.
"Sleep early." Shu Qingdie waved her hand and left.
— —
Chu Li did not meditate or cultivate. He had a good night's sleep.
Although he did not see Xiao Qi, he could feel Xiao Qi's scent in the valley. He slept peacefully.
The next morning, when he woke up, other than the chirping of birds, there were also faint shouts. When he listened carefully, he realized that there were many people cultivating.
He opened the window. The entire valley was in front of him. Only the martial arts field was blocked by the forest.
A dense forest surrounded the martial arts field. From the Omniscient Mirror, he saw that the size of the martial arts field was not inferior to the Martial Arts Hall. There were fifty young ladies and sixty young men practicing their swordsmanship. They were clearly separated and occupied one side of the field.
This gave Chu Li a sense of familiarity. It was as if he had returned to the school in his past life.
The martial arts field of the High Duke's Public House did not have such a scene. The male and female Protectors practiced together.
He faced the morning sun and stretched his body.
There was a knock on the door. A man in a green shirt came in with water. He smiled. "Your meal is ready. Call me whenever you're hungry."
Chu Li thanked him. After washing up, he went downstairs and went to the waterside pavilion on the lake.
Su Ru sat on the bed with her legs crossed.
When she saw Chu Li, she opened her eyes. "They didn't make you drink last night?"
"They didn't make me drink, they made themselves drink." Chu Li smiled. "I'll leave after you've recovered."
"Really?" Su Ru's eyes lit up.
Chu Li smiled. "I have nothing to do now. I'll meet up with the Second Lady in four months."
"That's great." Su Ru smiled.
"When will Du Xia come out?"
"It's hard to say. She'll be out in a year or so."
"Do you want me to help you recover as soon as possible?"
"Of course not!" Su Ru waved her hand. "Sister Mo is also injured. If I recover too quickly, people will think it's strange."
She actually wanted Chu Li to stay longer.
"Alright." Chu Li smiled. "I'll go visit Miss Mo. I have to thank her."
"I'll bring you after dinner." Su Ru said.
"I've seen Miss Su yesterday." Chu Li smiled. "She really is a powerful person."
Su Ru said, "Sister Su is the Senior Sister. She's the strongest in martial arts. According to Master, she'll enter the Grandmaster's Boundary in the future."
Chu Li smiled and nodded.
It was no wonder. Snow Lunar Pavilion had its own Surpassing State. As one of the strongest in martial arts, Shu Qingdie was destined to enter the Grandmaster's Boundary. A future Grandmaster naturally had the right to be arrogant.
"But Sister Su hates men. Don't be mad at her."
"That won't happen. After all, she saved your life."
After dinner, they went to Sister Mo's place.
Although Mo Yanran's appearance was not as good as Su Ru's, she had a snow-white oval face with almond eyes and peach cheeks.
She had taken the Spirit Blessing Pill and other spirit pills. Her injuries were similar to Su Ru's.
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