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Chapter 635 Wine Table

"Everyone eats and drinks, we just pass by and make some soy sauce."

Seeing that the atmosphere was wrong, Geno's smile calmed down and coughed twice and explained loudly.

But these thoughts cannot be erased in just a few words.

A Vastaya, who was as strong as a bear, stood up, and her tower-like body blocked in front of the three of them, lowered her head and stared at Anne tightly with her tiger eyes.

"I said, guys, you're in my way. You don't look like I'm a Tibers. Do you want a bear hug?"

Anne showed a sweet smile. Although the strong Vastaya couldn't understand Anne's words, she could understand Anne's intention to raise Tibers up to scare him.

"I said, guests, don't fight here. Today, the drinks are free, how about sitting down and drinking well?" When the tavern owner saw that the situation was wrong, he immediately brought a bowl of great sake to the strong man Vastaya with a smile.

He heard people talk about the battle and knew that if this fight started, his tavern would be blown up.

"Not what? I just buried my brother yesterday, and he was burned to death." Navastaya slapped the wine bowl and groaned. The wine bowl made of ceramic immediately fell to pieces and the wine spilled all over the floor.

His pupils shrank, and the atmosphere became tense in vain.

The strong man of Vastaya didn't know that the giant flaming bear was Tibers. He reached out and wanted to slap Tibers. Just as he was anxious, a long sword piercing across the ring suddenly crossed in front of him.

"I can guarantee that Geno and the others have no malice, and this little girl was just used by the Noxus." Yi held a long sword and intervened in the dispute.

"Master Yi, it's just right, it doesn't affect your mood for drinking, right?" Jeno nodded to him. He had seen Yi in the tavern for a long time, so he didn't say much. Otherwise, Jeno would immediately call Arrelia and wait for her to come and clean up the mess.

"It's okay." Seeing that Geno nodded, Yi nodded, so he didn't have to be too polite.

Seeing Yi stopping him, Navastaya's strong man snorted coldly and sat back on his original position. Geno looked back at Syndra. He didn't know when this guy had already rubbed several dark magic balls, but he was almost thrown out.

"It turns out that he is an acquaintance of Master Yi. With Master Yi's guarantee, it's okay. Let's continue drinking." The owner of the tavern was disgraced by the Vastalians and was not angry. He went back and took out a broom to sweep away the broken porcelain, and hummed a cheerful little song in his mouth, because Master Yi's arrival made his tavern shine brightly.

No one would be unable to get over the promise of the Sword Saint, and soon the tavern returned to normal liveliness, at least on the surface.

Yi led Geno and others to his table. In addition to Yi's surprise, Wukong and Yasuo were also sitting by the table.

Geno greeted him one by one, and then asked the boss for a glass of milk. The boss still remembered him because there were very few people buying milk in the tavern, and most of Aionia drank home-raised goat milk, so there would be less milk.

As for why the tavern sells milk, it is because the Navoli plain is vast and the water and grass is abundant, which is most suitable for grazing. Basically, every household raises sheep, which is just a matter of more or less.

Syndra was thinking of sitting on the chair, while Anne leaned against herself on the bench, only one head higher than the table. But she was not timid at all, and looked at Yi wearing a helmet with curious eyes.

"The weird guy with a lot of eyes, and the little monkey who carried me to the tree!"

Wukong is not small in size, no different from a human, but compared with the angry Tibers, he is really a little monkey.

"Only by having more eyes can you see more clearly."

Yi did not make any statement about Annie's curiosity, while Wukong nibbled a peach and shouted in a confused manner.

"When the Noxus soldiers come to the city, you can let me out of the city. I can sweep away thousands of troops alone! Drive these invaders back to their hometown to eat dirt!"

Anne understood only one Noxus, but her eyes lit up and she clapped excitedly.

"How many dishes? Drink this way! I won't do this if I eat a peanut."

Listening to Goku's big talk like he was thinking of eating fart, Geno knew that he would be so rude after drinking too much. He didn't know if he knew that he would be so ashamed to the sky after he woke up.

In fact, even if he blushed, he couldn't tell because he was originally a monkey.

But there was another person who caused Wukong to drink too much. Yasuo sat next to Wukong and showed a cramped smile, holding the wine pot and moving it horizontally on the table. As long as the wine glass in front of Wukong was empty, it would be filled immediately.

Wukong was also afraid of drinking, but it was difficult to respond to other people's enthusiasm if he didn't drink it, so he had to say that he suddenly wanted to eat peaches and took a pickup to eat it. As long as he kept talking, he would not have to drink for the time being.

Master Yi did not help his disciples block the wine. In fact, he did not drink. For a cultivator, drinking is not as interesting as practicing.

He was the only one who came to the tavern to drink nothing. If he hadn't been worried that Wukong would not be able to concentrate, he would have started meditating now.

And Yasuo, the drunkard's intention was not to drink. He drank Wukong, just to skip Wukong and let Master Yi directly practice sword skills with him.

Only the fast-moving sword technique and the mysterious Wuji sword technique have always been a topic of discussion. Although Ionia does not advocate internal struggle, there are always people who will compare the two, and even Irelia's blade dance has not been spared.

Although Yasuo repeatedly bypassed Master Wukong and wanted Master Yi to make a request to compete for swordsmanship, Wuji Zhidao regarded himself as a arrogant sage when he was founded. Master Yi simply disdained to compete with him, and just wanted to pass on the Wuji swordsmanship without any dispute with the world.

Because he practiced in Wuji Mountain for many years, Master Yi did not know much about ordinary etiquette, and even in life he deliberately kept a distance from others. He did not want to say a few words to Yasuo, and it was basically impossible to expect him to compete with Yasuo's sword.

If you want Master Yi to take action, Yasuo has only two choices.

First, he joined Master Yi, questioned Yi in the name of teaching and solving doubts, and then made a legitimate sword. But Yasuo was arrogant and arrogant and could never do this.

The second is to go to Wuji Mountain to dig Yi's ancestral grave and force him to draw his sword to face him, but he is a swordsman and not a swordsman. He will never be able to do such a crazy thing.

So Yasuo could only continue to drink the slutty wine. Yi was not satisfied with him, so he cheated Yi's apprentice and expressed some dissatisfaction.

The situation at the table was clearly seen by Geno. Soon, the boss brought the porcelain pot for milk to Anne. She obediently said thank you in a not-so-standard Ionian language. It was Geno who taught her.
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