Douluo: I love Qian Renxue alone, but I can kill with nine swords in a box!

Chapter 27 Completely Giving Up
  "Uncle Jian, come on, let's have a drink!"

The lonely moon hangs alone in the deep sky, and the cold breeze makes the few greens curl up slightly.

In a small pavilion on the top of a mountain in Qibao Glazed Sect, three figures were going back and forth to raise glasses and drink together.

During this farewell banquet, several people tacitly agreed not to use their soul power.

For soul masters at their level who want to experience the feeling of being drunk, this is the only way.

At this time, as the leader of the sect, Ning Fengzhi seemed to have a low drinking capacity, and his cheeks were already red.

The words he spoke were all a bit drunk without realizing it.

"Come, Uncle Jian, Feng, Fengzhi toasts you with another drink. I hope you will get what you want."

"it is good!"

Although Chen Xin had not drunk to the extent of Ning Fengzhi, it was obvious that he was a little drunk in his eyes.

He reached for the wine bottle and was about to add wine to the empty wine glass in front of him.

I tilted the pot several times, but still no wine spilled.

"No more? What a disappointment!"

Chen Xin lost his usual cool demeanor at all. Seeing that there was no wine in the pot, he threw it to the ground.

With a "pop" sound, the clay pottery instantly broke into countless fragments and scattered on the ground.

Seeing this, the drunken Ning Fengzhi lowered his head slightly, and a strange light suddenly flashed through his cloudy eyes.

"Uncle Jian, this little thing is not worth getting angry about. Come on, Fengzhi still has some wine, open it up and drink!"

As he spoke, the storage ring on Ning Fengzhi's hand flashed, and a wine jar exactly like before appeared on his hand.

"Come on, Uncle Jian, I'll fill it up for you!"

Ning Fengzhi stood up unsteadily, and when he bowed to pour the wine, the wine swayed back and forth due to his drunkenness, and a lot of it spilled out.

"Come on, Uncle Bones, Uncle Jian, let's drink this!"

As soon as the words fell, the three of them raised their wine glasses together, and the wine glistening under the moonlight flowed down their throats and soaked into their bodies smoothly.

"Good wine!"

Chen Xin sighed in admiration, raised the jar and poured herself another glass, then drank it all in one gulp.

"Why don't you drink anymore? There's still wine here, keep drinking?"

"No, we have finished drinking the wine. This jar... is specially reserved for you."

Seeing Chen Xin drinking alone, the faint words coming out of Ning Fengzhi's mouth seemed particularly baffling.

Then, he took out his handkerchief, wiped his hands soaked in wine, and stood up slowly, with no hint of drunkenness on his face.

"Uncle Bones, do it!"

As the handkerchief soaked in wine fell to the ground, a light command came out of Ning Fengzhi's mouth without any emotion.

"Yes!"

After the words fell, Gu Rong stood up quickly and stepped forward without any hesitation.

With a gleam of resentment in his eyes, he turned his hand into a claw and struck decisively towards Chen Xin's throat.

"Huh? Gu Rong? What are you doing!!!!"

It was just like Chen Xin waking up from a dream. In just an instant, he was mostly awake from the wine.

Seeing a bone claw that was already close at hand, he immediately turned around and retreated to the edge of the pavilion.

"Oh? I can avoid this for you. It seems that Uncle Jian is very lucky."

Ning Fengzhi, who was behind him, walked slowly to Gu Rong's side. Facing Chen Xin's disbelieving gaze, his expression was calm.

"Ning! Feng! Zhi! Are you trying to kill me?!!!"

The anger in Chen Xin's eyes seemed to be about to burst out, and he stared at Ning Fengzhi, as if he wanted an explanation.

"Yes, you want to go to Zhaixing Tower, and I will have a battle with them sooner or later. I can't let you go back to the mountain."

"The best way I can think of is to keep you here forever. Only in this way can our Seven Treasures Glazed Sect possibly escape this disaster."

Ning Fengzhi's tone was very calm, and she didn't feel that she had done anything wrong. It’s also a loss, but at least this way, it won’t be a loss and a greater distance from the Star Reaching Tower.

"I said! I will mediate the relationship between the two parties with Mr. Qin! Why do you..."

Chen Xin's appearance at this time was very different from the past. He was wearing a shawl and looked like an angry lion that was completely cornered.

"Okay, you don't have to waste your efforts. It's impossible to reconcile between us."

Before Chen Xin could finish his words, Ning Fengzhi interrupted him, clearly indicating that he didn't want to delay it any longer.

"It's almost time. You should feel the effects of the medicine taking effect."

"I put something in the last jar of wine, although it didn't have much effect on the titled Douluo."

"But I guess within one stick of incense, your soul power will be useless."

"So you don't have to struggle anymore, Uncle Bones, just give him a good time."

"Gu Rong?"

Seeing Gu Rong, who was surrounded by white bones, walking toward him, Chen Xin's expression suddenly seemed to calm down.

"Are you going to kill me too?"

"Fengzhi is kind to me. Without him, I wouldn't be where I am today."

"Besides...you went too far!"

As he spoke, Gu Rong suddenly raised his half-remaining palm, his eyes full of resentment.

"It's because of him that my hand is what it is now. How can I accept you joining his Star Reaching Tower?"

Gu Rong's body was approaching Chen Xin step by step as he spoke.

When the last word fell, Chen Xin had no way out.

"Okay, go with peace of mind. Only the two of us will know the news of your death."

"Your reputation is enough to protect the Qibao Glazed Sect for several more years. By then, we will already have a new way out."

"Haha, hahahaha!!!"

"Okay! Are you going to kill me? That's great!"

Under the confused gazes of Ning Fengzhi and the two men, Chen Xin suddenly started laughing loudly.

The laughter was filled with sadness.

Listening to this laughter, Ning Fengzhi suddenly felt an inexplicable uneasiness in his heart, which was originally strategizing.

"Uncle Bone!"

Gu Rong understood in his heart, raised his hands, and bone spurs surged out of the ground and stabbed Chen Xin.

"You...disappoint me so much!"

The light in Chen Xin's eyes completely dimmed.

The next moment, he waved his hand, and the Seven Killing Sword suddenly appeared in his palm.

At the same time, under the incredulous gazes of Ning Fengzhi and Gu Rong, nine soul rings as dazzling as the sun slowly rose into the sky.

"Impossible!!! Haven't you already drank the medicine? How is it possible that you can still activate the martial spirit???"

Ning Fengzhi's expression at this moment was simply horrified.

He had obviously watched Chen Xin drink the wine with his own eyes, how could it be possible that nothing happened now?
  "Are you surprised?"

Chen Xin's tone had become extremely cold, and her faint voice seemed exceptionally calm.

"Ning Fengzhi, I have watched you grow up, do you think you can hide your thoughts from me?"

"You already knew...then why..."

Ning Fengzhi's expression suddenly stiffened, and she asked Chen Xin with dull eyes.

"Because I want to see if you can really do this kind of thing, so that I... give up completely!"

(End of this chapter)