Chapter 345

The contact point of danmen.

In the huge courtyard, jianwushuang was practicing swordsmanship, and in front of the stone table next to it, Yang zaixuan and Su Rou, who had come to life, sat there quietly.

Although Su Rou woke up, her face was still pale and her expression was a little gloomy. It was obvious that she had not completely come out of the shadow.

There was no way. As soon as ye Chen's true face was revealed, the blow to Su Rou was too great. Even her constitution had changed, and she could not be completely recovered now.

"Third." The sound sounded, and Wang Yuan ran in.

Jian Wushuang stopped his swordsmanship and looked at Wang Yuan. "Is there a result?"

"Well." Wang Yuan nodded, but his face was extremely ugly. "My father said that danmen would not appear."

"What?" Yang zaixuan and Su Rou changed their complexions.

This crisis, the holy palace is bound to have the Emperor himself. If Dan men doesn't come forward, how can they resist it alone?

When Jian Wushuang heard Wang Yuan's words, he raised his eyebrows and looked unhappy.

"I don't understand why my father made this decision, and I've asked him repeatedly, but he said that you are special. Dan men didn't come out because he was afraid of the holy palace, but because there were some special reasons that made him helpless, so..." Wang Yuan said this, paused, and then stretched out his palm.

"There are two elixirs here, one is the three pattern healing pill, and the other is the yin-yang Xuanlong pill."

"Sanwen fulingdan can be called the highest level healing holy pill in Nanyang continent. Even though it is our danmen, no one can refine it in this era. This pill can restore spiritual power and injury in an extreme time, which is equivalent to a life."

"Yin Yang Xuanlong pill is a pill that can increase strength in a short time, and the side effects are not too great."

"These two pills were given to you by my father. He said that this is the only thing that danmen can help you."

Jian Wushuang glanced at the two pills in Wang Yuan's hand and nodded secretly.

He has heard of both the three pattern healing pill and the yin-yang Xuanlong pill. These two pills belong to the top pills.

The elixir, like the magic weapon and the secret script, is also divided into three grades. Among them, the three stripe healing elixir is already a second grade high-level elixir.

The yin-yang Xuanlong pill is worse, but it is also a second-class medium-level pill.

In the whole Nanyang continent, there are probably few alchemists who can refine such pills.

And these two pills are of great value.

"Third, sorry." Wang Yuan looked at Jian Wushuang apologetically.

"I'm not from danmen, and danmen also has its own scruples and constraints. It's normal not to appear. What's wrong with me? Besides, danmen gave these two pills, which was a big help to me." Jian Wushuang smiled calmly and took the two pills with a wave of his hand.

He and Wang Yuan are brothers, but they have nothing to do with danmen. Danmen can give him a three pattern healing pill and a yin-yang Xuanlong pill, and he is very grateful.

Even these two pills, in the eyes of Jian Wushuang, are still a favor. If he doesn't die this time, this favor will definitely be repaid in the future.

"Third, don't worry. When the emperor of the holy palace comes, I'll go with you and die together. Then I don't believe my father can stand it." Wang Yuan murmured.

"Don't be silly." Jian Wushuang glanced at Wang Yuan.

"I'll accompany you, too." Yang zaixuan looked at Jian Wushuang.

"Third." Su Rou's eyes also have a sense of determination.

Their four brothers are brothers and sisters. Naturally, they live and die together. No one will leave anyone behind.

Seeing this scene, Jian Wushuang was moved at the bottom of his heart, but the corners of his mouth tilted slightly and said with a smile, "let's not talk about this first. Our four brothers haven't been together for a long time. Come on, have a drink together."

"OK." Wang Yuan nodded heavily, "I must have a good drink today."

The four people came to the stone table. Jian Wushuang waved his hand, took out a pot of wine and poured a cup for each person.

"What kind of wine is this? It smells good." Wang Yuan took a deep breath and couldn't help admiring the aroma of the wine.

"The smell is really strong." Yang zaixuan also nodded.

"This is a rare good wine. I managed to get it. Come on, have a drink." Jian Wushuang raised his glass with a smile.

Wang Yuan, Yang zaixuan and Su Rou didn't hesitate. They raised their glasses one after another, and then drank them all in one gulp. Jian Wushuang just sniffed at the tip of his nose with a wine glass, but didn't drink.

"Third, why don't you drink?" After drinking that glass of wine, Wang Yuan saw that the wine in jianwushuang's glass was still full, and he couldn't help frowning, but immediately he found that his face turned red and his head began to faint.

"This wine..." Wang Yuan's voice was a little weak, and then the whole person directly fell on the stone table.

"Third, you..." Yang zaixuan also felt dizzy, and his consciousness began to become blurred. He shook his head desperately to keep awake, but the result was still unable to resist the alcohol, and he fainted directly.

Su Rou's face was also flushed. She took a deep look at Jian Wushuang, and then fainted.

After a glass of wine, all three of them were drunk except for the sword.

"I guessed you would." An old figure came in slowly.

"Jiuzun senior." Jian Wushuang got up and smiled.

"How about my 'three-day drunkenness'?" Jiu Zun asked.

"My three brothers fell down with just one cup." The sword is unparalleled.

"That's right. This wine was brewed by the first Brewing Master in Nanyang mainland thousands of years ago. Just one cup, let alone these little guys. Even the old man has to sleep for three days and nights." Jiuzun smiled faintly, and then looked at jianwushuang solemnly, "little guy, are you really going to face the holy palace alone?"

Just yesterday, Jian Wushuang went to Jiuzun and asked him for a pot of "three days drunk". At that time, Jiuzun had guessed the purpose of Jian Wushuang.

"Otherwise?" Sword unparalleled bitter smile.

"With the blood and soul imprint, I can't hide. There is no other way except to face the battle head-on, and my three brothers... I know their temperament. If they don't get drunk for three days, I'm afraid they will face the emperor of the holy palace with me."

"I can solve the grudge between me and the holy palace alone, so I don't need to implicate the three of them."

Jian Wushuang glanced at Wang Yuan's three people lying on the stone table, clenched their hands, but their eyes were very firm.

Not to mention that this crisis was originally directed at him alone, even if it was directed at any of Wang Yuan, Yang zaixuan and Su Rou, he would be in the front.

"To be a brother, we should share the blessings and difficulties... I'll be!"