Ding…Liquor Sword Immortal Inheritance Points 0.02%.
After drinking a mouthful of wine, before the alcohol dispersed in his body, Ying Hong threw away all distracting thoughts and focused on practicing his swordsmanship.
Well, it was taking turns to draw and retract the sword.
However, this time, with the combination of wine, every time he drew his sword, he would receive double the inheritance reward.
Not only that, but the feeling of emptiness had also disappeared. What was left was only satisfaction and freedom.
......
"Hahaha, the sword of the great river comes from the sky and flows into the sea without returning…"
"If there's wine today, we'll be drunk today. Tomorrow's worries will come tomorrow's worries…"
"Kill a person every ten steps, leave no trace for a thousand miles…"
"No one can understand my sword! Hahaha…"
As the sun gradually set in the west, Ying Hong himself couldn't even remember how many times he had pulled out his sword and how many times he had stabbed it back.
He only knew that as the tipsy feeling rose, the only thing left in his mind was to draw his sword and put it away!
Moreover, although the alcohol in this era was not as high as the alcohol in the later era, it was not something that ordinary people could withstand if they drank too much.
Gradually, Ying Hong became drunk.
If a modern person were here, he would definitely know who Ying Hong was.
His eyes were blurry, his body was crooked and his footsteps were staggering. Sometimes, when he pulled out the Heavenly Questions, he had to stab them in several times.
As for the words he shouted, as long as one had played the game, there was probably no one who did not know.
It wasn't that Ying Hong was pretending to be 13, but that he was doing it subconsciously.
He only felt that these lines were very suitable for his current state of mind. It would be much more carefree to shout them out.
......
"What happened? What is Gong Zi Hong doing?"
In a corner of a courtyard in Ze Tai Palace, a figure gently landed and asked a big tree in a low voice.
"Uh... Drinking? Or practice the sword?"
A black shadow slowly appeared from behind the trunk of the big tree. The corner of his mouth twitched as he answered the question.
"Bastard!
I'm asking you, not you.
You've been here for quite some time, don't you know what Gong Zi Hong is doing?”
The man was so angry that he almost laughed.
His Majesty had personally instructed him to seriously investigate the matter. His subordinates actually dared to slack off. Did they not want their heads?
"Sir, please calm down. It's not that I'm neglecting my duty.
Forget it, Milord, come with me. You'll know when you see it for yourself.”
The black shadow, which was the subordinate of the person who came, felt wronged. He did his duty to monitor Gong Zi Hong without any neglect.
Even so, he really didn't know what Gong Zi Hong was doing!
Even though Gong Zi Hong was drinking, he was still holding the Tianwen sword that the Emperor had given him.
They were practicing their swordsmanship, but who would drink and practice their swordsmanship at the same time? They were so drunk that they almost couldn't hold their swords.
The black shadow opened and closed his mouth a few times in the face of the person's reprimand, but he could not say anything to refute it. He could only bring the person to the courtyard and let him see it with his own eyes.
"Humph! Lead the way. I want to see what the situation is.”
The group of people followed the black shadow to the courtyard where Ying Hong was.
......
"A poem, a bucket of wine, a long song, a sword to the end of the world…"
"Between eternity and an instant, there is only me and my sword…"
“......”
Before they even got close, Ying Hong's drunken and carefree voice had already reached their ears.
"This is Gong Zi Hong?"
"Milord, it is indeed Gong Zi Hong.”
The person asked in disbelief, and he received an extremely firm affirmation from the black shadow subordinate.
"That shouldn't be the case. In my impression, Gong Zihong is quite similar to the Eldest Young Master. How could he do such a thing?”
Young Master Hong was deeply loved by Ying Zheng, and Ying Zheng had come to Ze Tai Palace many times to see him. As the leader of the Shadow Secret Guards, although Zhang Han had never come into direct contact with Ying Hong, he was still quite familiar with this young master.
This morning, after Ying Hong took the Tianwen Sword from Ying Zheng, Zhang Han was ordered by Ying Zheng to keep an eye on Ying Hong's movements.
Apart from that, he had to investigate who had been in contact with Ying Hong recently.
Although Ying Hong had said in the main hall of the Xianyang Palace that he had a sudden feeling of affinity with the Tianwen sword, and that was why he had come straight to Ying Zheng to ask for it.
At that time, Ying Zheng did not ask any more questions because he had considered the abnormal situation caused by Ying Hong, but that did not mean that he believed Ying Hong's nonsense.
Hence, the current scene had occurred.
The reason why Zhang Han didn't come over was because he had arranged for other secret guards to investigate.
While they were talking, the two of them had already quietly entered the courtyard where Ying Hong was. Zhang Han also saw Ying Hong, who was drinking wine while pulling out his sword.
"Sir, in your opinion, is Gongzi Hong drinking or practicing his sword?”
He continued to hide behind a big tree. The shadow subordinate first nodded at his Shadow Guard companion who was hiding behind another tree, then asked Zhang Han for advice with a solemn expression.
"This... It should be..."
Looking at Ying Hong, who had started to sway left and right, but still didn't forget to pull out his sword, Zhang Han's mouth couldn't help but twitch.
This was completely nonsense!
Drinking was not like drinking, and practicing the sword was even less like practicing the sword.
He finally knew why his subordinate could not answer his question just now.
"Hehe, my lord, tell me!”
The black shadow subordinate saw that Zhang Han was unable to say anything, so he snickered.
"How dare you talk to me like that?
Also, focus on Young Master Hong and stop talking.”
Zhang Han felt embarrassed by his subordinate's teasing. He glared fiercely at the black shadow subordinate and ignored him…
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