Chapter 561 Zong Jia intends to ask for wine, but the prince has no intention of fulfilling his wish

"Is face so important? I regret it!"

Xu Fengnian was particularly uncool at this time. He also knew that he had done nothing wrong, but regret was still clinging to him, making it difficult for him to breathe and shouting hysterically.

"It's important. If a person loses his face, life would be worse than death!"

Xu Zongjia stared at Xu Fengnian with clear eyes, causing him to immediately stop his gaffe and silently stop talking.

Xu Fengnian was a little confused and unwilling. He looked in the direction where Huang left that day and stood there blankly.

Xu Fengnian didn't understand why the usually shameless Lao Huang suddenly wanted to show his face and even risked his life. Xu Fengnian even thought in his heart that it was Xu Xiao, a cripple, who forced Lao Huang to go to Emperor Wu City, but he couldn't go after all. Find this dead cripple to confirm this conjecture. After all, no matter whether this conjecture is true or not, Xu Laizi did it for him, so what can he do? He can't do anything for Lao Huang and the dead cripple.

Xu Fengnian has never been so powerless as now, hating that he has no power to restrain the chicken.

Xu Fengnian's eyes gradually became firmer. The only thing he could think of was to retrieve the sword box and Huang Lu from Emperor Wu's city for Lao Huang. However, this required practicing martial arts and becoming a master who could rival Wang Xianzhi. However, Xu Fengnian's previous efforts had been wasted. After more than ten years, it is still possible to become such a master.

Xu Fengnian looked at the Chun Lei hanging on his waist and held the handle of the knife with his left hand. Unfortunately, the treasure was covered in dust and could only be used as a gorgeous decoration on his waist.

Xu Zongjia took in all this and remained calm.

"Is this the Longyan sunken vat rice wine you left for Lao Huang?"

Xu Zongjia pointed to the wine bottle on the table and asked knowingly.

"Yes, it's a pity that he couldn't drink it. He was really poor. He didn't have the pleasure to drink this fine rice wine for a few more sips, and then left!"

Xu Fengnian cursed, but moved very gently. He picked up the wine glass, filled it up again, and poured it on the ground, as if he was toasting the old servant, and as if he was reminiscing about the unforgettable memories.

"Since Lao Huang can't drink anymore, and I'm craving for wine, please give me this batch of rice wine!"

Xu Zongjia was unreasonable and had no sympathy for Xu Fengnian's mood.

Xu Fengnian originally didn't want to give it to him, so he kept the wine as a souvenir, but then he thought that the old man was gone, so what was the point of keeping the wine for him, so forget it, let's give it to him.

"It's up to you. If you want to drink it, go to the cellar and get it yourself. Just don't let me see it!"

Xu Fengnian was a little dissatisfied with Xu Zongjia in his heart, but he still didn't show it. He also knew that Lao Huang and Xu Zongjia were not familiar with each other at all, so it was difficult to empathize with him at this time. Why should he bother with this person? He could let himself be quiet for a while and seek some peace.

"Refreshing and heroic, you are indeed worthy of being the Crown Prince of Northern Liang. He does things with dignity!"

Xu Zongjia picked up the jug and poured himself another glass of rice wine. The green jade-carved wine glass contained yellow and orange wine. It looked particularly tempting, and the aroma of the wine overflowed. Xu Zongjia lowered his head and took a sip.

"Your Majesty is a cheerful person, and I, the shepherd boy, am not a stingy person. I will give you a gift in return today as a courtesy!"

Xu Zongjia raised the wine glass and placed it in front of his eyes, watching the silver light sprinkle in the wine glass, bringing a bit of freshness to the wine.

"No, you can keep it for yourself!"

Xu Fengnian was not interested in Xu Zongjia's return gift. He drank wine without raising his head and vented his regrets wantonly.

"This is what you said. Don't you regret it when I get it?"

With a smile on his lips, Xu Zongjia stood up and walked to the courtyard, looked back at Xu Fengnian and shouted.

"Look carefully, haven't you always wanted to know what a martial artist can do? Today I will open your eyes and give you some motivation to practice martial arts, so that you, a coward, will not be a timid person. The hilt of the knife, I dare not take out the spring thunder from my waist."

Xu Fengnian suddenly raised his head. Ever since he knew that Xu Zongjia was also a master, he had been curious about Xu Zongjia's strength and how far a martial artist could go. Master Li Yishan had always said that martial arts was nothing more than a hundred enemies, and Xu Laizi was nothing more than a second-grade junior. The Grandmaster also conquered the rivers and lakes in Liyang.

However, Xu Zongjia was very disdainful when he heard himself say these words, which aroused Xu Fengnian's curiosity. He just asked Xu Zongjia, but he deliberately kept it secret and never satisfied Xu Fengnian's curiosity.

Wearing a linen shirt and thousand-layer cloth shoes, Xu Zongjia is simply dressed, but his image is excellent, like an immortal under the moon, with flowing clothes and fairy-like clothes, which makes people forget the secular world.

Xu Zongjia looked in the direction of Emperor Wu City and spoke loudly.

"You are a nobody, please give me some advice from the King of City Lord!"

Xu Fengnian looked at Xu Zongjia who was talking to himself, and was confused. He didn't know why Xu Zongjia was so crazy, so he wanted to ask.

At this moment, a burly old figure appeared in Wutong Garden and stopped Xu Fengnian.

"Don't make trouble, watch carefully, this is the most elite battle in the world today, and it will benefit you a lot in the future!"

The visitor was none other than Chu Kuangnu. He lived near Wutong Garden. Hearing Xu Zongjia’s invitation to fight, he immediately came to watch the fight, not wanting to miss this exciting duel.

Since Chu Kuangnu was taught a lesson by Xu Zongjia that day, he was like a mouse meeting a cat. He avoided Xu Zongjia all day long. Even if he saw him, he didn't dare to be presumptuous in front of him. Instead, he respectfully called Mr. Xu, and even more Not to mention regaining his position, it shows that Chu Kuangnu is a person who understands current affairs.

"Who should I fight with? Could it be Wang Xianzhi, but Emperor Wu's City is thousands of miles away!"

Xu Fengnian's eyes widened in surprise. His eyes had never been so wide as they were now. He excitedly grabbed Chu Kuangnu's sleeves with his hands, wanting to confirm this bold guess in his heart.

"That's right, for a magical person like Mr. Xu, a thousand miles is just one step away."

Chu Kuangnu had great respect for Xu Zongjia. He was a person who could afford to lose, his skills were inferior to others, and he would never blame others and harbor resentment in his heart.

Emperor Wu City faces Jieshi in the east and has a view of the sea. It was the dead of night when a loud shout suddenly resounded throughout the city.

Wang Xianzhi appeared on the city wall in an instant, looking up in the direction of Beiliang, with an excited expression, her long hair flying back, unable to suppress the fighting spirit in her heart.

The brilliant swordsmen and famous masters who were watching the battle between Jian Jiuhuang and Wang Xianzhi in Emperor Wu City had not yet left the place. They were also awakened in an instant. They jumped up to the roof and looked at Wang Xianzhi. Among them was the leader of Yue Wang Jianchi. People, the two masters of the Wu Family Sword Tomb, and the world-famous Cao Guanzi are all included in this list.

"What kind of magic is this? It can actually carry the message thousands of miles away. It's such a clever method!"

Cao Changqing thought about it for a while, and looked through the world's masters, but no one matched him. I don't know where such a master appeared from. It seemed that the muddy waters in the world were very deep, and his plan seemed to need long-term planning.