"It turns out that he is the commander of the city and the commander of the military commander of the two departments of Public Security. As the commander of the military commander, why did he personally welcome me, the insignificant disciple of Jianzhai?"

Su Fu said calmly, his mind turned sharply, and suddenly remembered that since the merger of the five demon king caves, Dawangshan’s demon soldiers have become more respectful to him. Could this be a flaw?

Guhetu made a light gesture of asking for help, without saying a word, and led the way in front of the corridor.

Su Fu had no choice but to follow. Not long after he walked, he came to a palace courtyard. There were six floors in front of the hall, and a purple-gold plaque with the words "Qianqiu Palace" hanging on the stone door of the hall wall.

When I stepped into the hall gate, I saw a large screen with red sandalwood framed blue and white rock. When I turned around, it was a mountain-passing corridor with carved beams and painted buildings. There were wing rooms on both sides of the corridors. Not far away, I saw a few maids wearing red and green standing respectfully.

Behind the maid is a magnificent hall, with various birds carved on the thick beams and columns and lattice window walls, among which is a lifelike picture of a colorful jade-tailed peacock, which is carved on the top beam, and the door of the hall is already wide open.

His Majesty the Demon Emperor has six disciples in his life. The fifth disciple Guhetu is a character in Juzhou that will shock Juzhou with one stomp. Of course, half of his power comes from His Majesty the Demon Emperor, and the other half is closely related to the Three-legged Wugu family. These are all told by Nine Destiny.

When he stepped into the hall, Guhetu really prepared a banquet. The maid standing outside stood up to wait for Su Fu to step into the hall and then closed the door.

Su Fu didn't care. He sat at the big round table with a sumptuous banquet as usual. He glanced at the surroundings and found that the decorations here were very simple. Unlike the luxury of the building itself, it was only two or three decorations.

"This place is a place where the master gathers with our disciples every ten years. Although he likes to show off, he does not like the luxurious place of his residence. Therefore, he looks like this."

Gu Hetu sat on the left, raised a cup and said, "Fellow Taoist comes from afar, first toast a glass of wine." After saying that, he drank it all.

The size of a human porcelain bowl is about two wines.

Su Fu picked up the wine cup that had been poured, glanced at the liquid like jasper inside, and was not vague, and drank it all in one go.

As the wine was in his mouth, his face changed slightly, and a spicy gush rushed straight into his nose and brain, and then it rolled down his stomach, and the liquid like burning was rolling in his stomach. This was a strong wine that Su Fu had never tasted before. A faint redness quietly floated on his cheeks, and his brain began to feel dizzy.

Gu Hetu's face was calm, and he personally held the pot, poured two more cups, and said lightly: "I wish you another cup of Taoist, thank you for celebrating your birthday to my master." After he finished speaking, he drank it twice, his expression did not change at all, and he seemed to be a fairy in wine.

The reason was far-fetched. Su Fu was a little dizzy, but he didn't say anything. He raised the wine cup and poured it into his mouth. The wine was drunk. He felt dizzy and could not sit steadily. He could only try his best to breathe smoothly, but he was unwilling to fall down just now.

There was a hint of admiration on the surface of the Guhe Map. He continued to hold the pot and pour the wine without a trace of shaking his hand. This time he smiled softly and said, "The wine is named Biyun, from Tiangongfang. One tael is worth tens of thousands of taels of gold. It is a huge amount of fellow Taoists. It is already seven taels of drinks in a row. It is better to drink another one and make up a pound, which means a complete meaning..."

Su Fu poured it into his mouth without saying a word. After the cup was drunk, his eyes suddenly returned to clearness, and the dizziness miraculously disappeared. He was not a greedy person on weekdays, and this wine was not spiritual wine, nor was it a face. But he knew from the beginning that if he didn't drink these three cups, he would not even have the qualification to talk to Guhetu.

This hall is of great significance to the ancient river map, and he somehow brought Su Fu here.

"Good wine!"

Su Fu praised softly: "Biyun, Biyun, it's really like a jade cloud. I just feel that I am above the clouds and am so happy that I am more than a god. Is this wine to entertain me? "

Gu Hetu smiled lightly: "Wine is not precious, but whether the person who drinks it understands it. If he understands it, it will naturally be precious. If he does not understand it, it is just ordinary water and wine. The fellow Taoist obviously understands it, otherwise he would not wake up so quickly."

"Shame, I realized it after three cups!"

Su Fu played with the wine cup and said with a smile: "But Master Jun hasn't eaten this cup yet. You can't just rely on me as a guest?"

Gu Hetu couldn't help laughing: "Fellow Daoist is very funny." After saying that, he drank it all in one go, and a faint blush flashed across his delicate face, which showed that it was not a thousand cups that could not fall.

Su Fu then held the pot in reverse and said strangely that the pot was only a little bigger than the wine cup, but the wine poured out had already exceeded the limit it could accommodate, but at this time, there was still a jasper-like wine overflowing, which was really strange.

"This cup of anti-Jing Junshou Master!" Su Fu didn't say any reason, and poured it into the entrance. He felt that all the spicy food was gone before, and the entrance turned into sweet and delicious jade dew, which made him feel very enjoyable.

The ancient river map did not drink it, but said lightly: "My fellow Taoist drinks three cups of green clouds. Even if I am a guest of the ancient river map, I will bring it here. But fellow Taoist should know that Juzhou is Juzhou of the demon clan. If you don't want to do it or not, I will only ask the fellow Taoist one, why should I take up the throne of the Great King Mountain?"

Su Fu's face was calm and he poured a cup of Biyun on his own. He had already guessed the intention of Guhetu to invite him here, so he had already planned to deal with it. At this time, he said calmly: "Because I killed Du Zhi."

Gu Hetu frowned slightly, but he drank first, and then poured himself a cup of wine on his face, and then said, "You are a distinguished guest in Juzhou. To put it bluntly, if Your Majesty had given Jianzhai a little bit of thin air, you are nothing in Juzhou. How dare you kill the demon king of Qu Lian's thirty-six caves?"

At this time, Gu Hetu's aura was slightly exaggerated, and the pressure of the demon coach's realm was faintly condensed above Su Fu, almost making him unable to breathe.

Because of the blue clouds, they were still wandering around the clouds, but they were suddenly knocked to hell, making it like falling into an ice cave.

After sobering up a little, he clearly knew that he was facing the demon coach. After pondering for a moment, he suddenly said curiously: "Why don't I dare? Just because Du Zhi is a demon king? And I, Su Fu, are just human cultivators?"

Su Fu raised his cup to drink it. This was his fifth cup. He smiled coldly: "Du Zhi deserves to die, so he died. What does the demon coach want me? Just say it clearly."

After drinking the ancient river map, I said lightly: "I am really thinking about how to use the law to rule you so that you will not be too arrogant in my Juzhou. The dignified demon king in the world said he would kill him. But what I am even more curious is how did you do it?"

The delicious food on the table has not been moved yet, and every person and demon is now feeling dizzy.

Biyun has another nickname, called Biyun's Three Heaven, which means three cups are a cycle. Its drunkenness will become stronger with the number of cups. That is to say, the sixth cup is the strongest cup in the second cycle. If you can't hold on, you will fall down. If you can hold on, you can start the third cycle.

Su Fu fell down the sixth cup, but he didn't move, and said calmly: "Du Zhi is not a big demon, what else is needed to kill him? I have reached the highest level of practice of "Haoran Du Mie". I have the sword weapon "Manzhu Shahua", which was created by our masters with all their strength. I have two "Sword Finger" and "Star Sword" that are almost magical. Among them, "Star Sword" is also my own sword technique. Why don't I dare to kill him?"

After speaking, he drank the sixth cup, his eyes almost chaotic, and there was no focal length anymore.

Gu Hetu laughed "haha" and then drank the sixth cup. He gracefully put down the wine cup and said with a smile: "You are such an interesting sword cultivator, unlike those old-fashioned sword cultivators, but you lost..."

He shook his head and gasped suddenly, like a broken bellows.

"Then... it's not...must..."
Chapter completed!