In the pavilion, King's Landing sat opposite the storm.

Junlin turned the teacup in his hand, and the tea lingered in the cup, quickly stirring it out of the cup, but it did not spill.

"Last time I parted, I always wanted to see you again, but unfortunately I always missed it, and I didn't have a chance. I didn't expect that I finally had the chance to meet today." Jun Lin smiled at this moment.

"Well. You're not bad. During this period, your name is always buzzing around me like a fly, and you can't even hide." Lieyang said with his ears: "It's OK, boy, the talent for truth is so awesome, it's a pity that my body is still too weak. Why is it that the king is just now? It's nine planes, and you're almost catching up with Ulric's garbage."

Lieyang said as he poked Junlin's chest with his fingers.

Damn, it hurts so much.

Jun Lin smiled bitterly: "You were plotted by Nietzsche's old turtle son, hung up, and your clone was resurrected, and your realm was whereabouts. You don't know."

"I know, but this cannot be a reason for you to retreat. You, you still have too few actions and too few challenges!" Lieyang shook his head: "Didn't Nicholas challenge you? Why is the stimulation so weak?"

"Nicholas caused me a lot of trouble, but some of them were avoided by me." Junlin replied.

"Yes, I heard it. This is what Nikola doesn't like you."

Jun Lin was stunned: "Nicholas don't like me? He has never said this."

"He didn't say it because he didn't know it himself. Nicholas had too many unknowns. He didn't even know which is more important, wisdom, courage or strength. He was very confused, so he didn't eliminate all possibilities." Lieyang's tone was a little arrogant.

But Junlin didn't feel proud of the sun.

He knew that this was Lieyang's nature, just as Lieyang knew him, he also learned about Lieyang's information.

Lieyang was born in the military. Before becoming a voter, he was a famous soldier king. He was passionate and aggressive all his life, but he was also loyal and patriotic. He was able to become the strongest man in the Xia army, not only because of his strength, but also because he was the one who had always been charging forward for the Xia army.

If the government had to make a trust choice between Lieyang and Junlin, then the government would definitely choose the trust of Lieyang. However, Junlin's talent is too strong and too terrible, and its importance is more important than Lieyang.

For this reason, the arrangement for Lieyang is not Villa No. 2, but this mountain courtyard. In a sense, it is not expected that they will have a gap.

Fortunately, Lieyang doesn't care about this.

Lieyang is an extremely confident person, and in a sense he can also be said to be conceited. Therefore, he is a way of guiding everyone, and Nicholas is no exception.

Because this is his talent.

firmly believe!

Only those who believe in it will be accomplished!

It is a bit like the absolute truth that speaks the Dharma, but it is different.

His firm belief can only be effective for himself, so he can't improve his combat power and he will be powerless to other aspects. Moreover, the effect is not that strong, and he still has his own limitations, so Lieyang is not even a saint in the red robe.

He is an ordinary saint.

The only ordinary saint among the top ten.

At this moment, Jun Lin said, "So do you think Nicholas actually hopes that I will work harder?"

"That's the standard he set from the beginning."

"But as you said, he is not sure."

Lieyang grinned: "Yes, so although he is not very satisfied with this, he does not deny this. It's like when you look at a story, you are not satisfied with a certain plot, but you will not deny the value of the whole story because of this. You can't even be sure whether this plot is wrong or is it just that you don't like it personally."

"The vast majority of readers will consider what they don't like as wrong."

"But God will not make such a mistake."

"So God is more modest than man." Jun Lin shrugged: "My style cannot be changed just by saying it. Absolute truth is not a firm belief. Sometimes we have to adapt to reality."

"Then do you know what reality you are facing?"

“That’s why I came.”

The sun is full of joy.

He suddenly slapped his hand and the tea case in front of him was slapped to pieces.

Then he pulled over the stone table next to him and pulled it between the two of them.

A jar of wine was taken out from the dimensional skin, and it was swept on the stone table. The stone table cracked, and the wine jar was nothing.

"If you don't drink tea, it's done by the wise man. If you have a rough man, you have to drink wine. I slaughtered a dragon in the Obsidian plane and asked Erniang to use her bone-transforming hands to taste it. It's definitely delicious."

Junlin leaned over to look at the jar.

As red as blood.

After sniffing for a moment, I felt dizzy in front of me.

"It's poisonous."

"Delicious!" said Lieyang.

"I'll introduce you to my friend, and I also like to make poison into delicious food."

"You mean Ryuzaki Iwaki? I know him, and I learned this from him."

"Is he willing to teach?"

"Under the fist, everyone is atmospheric."

Junlin was no longer polite and poured a bowl and started drinking.

The two of them just poured each other one bowl by one.

The wine jar is like a bottomless pit, and it is dissatisfied no matter how it falls.

While falling, Lieyang muttered: "It's a pity that you don't join the Xia army, but you do things like a person, not like some people, who are a little abilities and are as arrogant as anything, and you don't even recognize your ancestors."

"You mean the weird monster?" Jun Lin was a little dizzy when he drank.

The alcohol is very strong and toxic, which makes him so exciting that he is so excited that he is so excited.

With his physique, it is difficult to put him down with ordinary wine, but it seems that he can't finish the wine in one jar, but he has to pour it down even though this jar may not seem to be able to hold a pool.

But what made him even more happy was that when he digested the toxicities, his life span was growing rapidly, and his physique increased accordingly.

"Well, you guy didn't cheat, are you? You can drink it very well." Lieyang actually showed a rare expression of reluctantness.

"Uh..." Junlin hiccupped: "I want to cheat, I'll give you ten jars to drink."

"Just this jar, I won't give it if there is too much." Lieyang muttered.

Then his eyes suddenly dimmed.

Holding the wine jar, a little drunkenness appeared on his face.

He murmured, "The weird monster... this scattered person is not worthy of being a Chinese. I can't kill him, and I can't do anything about him, but this time it's a chance."

"Opportunity?" Jun Lin was vaguely sleepy: "You mean... the weird monster will come here in person?"

Lieyang shook his head: "No, he won't come here in person. This guy is very terrible. Like that Nietzsche, he will never take action easily, and will only hide in the dark."

"A person who only hides in the dark will not be threatening once it is exposed."

"Yes." Lieyang grinned and smiled.

He said: "I used to be good friends and good friends... but even I don't know many secrets about him. I don't expect you to kill him, but you can find his problems and find his weaknesses. If the weird monster is not weird, there will be no more deterrence."

"I can't guarantee this. After all, this time, it's a big move by the three top ten people joining together." Jun Lin sighed.

"Three? Aren't the monsters and Zen Buddhism?" Lieyang was stunned.

"Kishimoto Hachichiro should come too," said Jun Lin.

"Fuck! How could it be that crazy?" Lieyang shouted.

Suddenly he remembered something and looked at Jun Lin in surprise: "Tifa?"

Junlin nodded: "Look, you know... there are always people who talk fast."

Lieyang shook his head: "You are causing trouble for yourself."

Jun Lin replied: "I also pick people. Whether it is weird or crazy, they are not good things, and they are not against China. They are just breaking the deadlock, and they have to see who they have. This time I take the time, so I don't mind having fun with them."

Lieyang punched his shoulder: "Be careful, he is not a person who doesn't hold grudges."

"There is not much difference between three and four." Junlin grinned.

Lieyang nodded, covered his head and shook wildly. He seemed to be a little drunk, and he wanted to sleep.

Junlin was very dissatisfied and shook him desperately: "Hey, aren't you? You're going to sleep now. You are the legendary macho man at least."

"Don't bother me, I don't want to resist... I'm so drunk, isn't it?" Lieyang muttered.

"That won't work. You didn't explain to me about the situation on Woz...hey...hey...you're talking."

Under the setting sun, Junlin shook the sun desperately, like two old drunkards, with their tongues wide and chatting.

In the distance, a group of guards were silently guarding.
Chapter completed!