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Chapter 88 Drunk

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    Zhou Lu couldn't figure out such a result, and he couldn't understand it. The suffocation in his heart made his chest almost explode. He grabbed a horse and galloped all the way crazily. He didn't know where he ran. The majestic mountains were faintly visible in front of him.  There are endless ups and downs. Zhou Lu is riding a horse and roaring loudly in the rough mountain scenery. The birds in the forest flutter and fly away. From behind a pile of gravel, a frightened mountain badger runs away dizzily.  out.

    Zhou Lu reached out and took off the stiff bow from his horse, took out a sharp arrow and shot it out, nailing the mountain badger horizontally into the rubble.

    Zhou Lu jumped off the tired and foaming horse, grabbed the mountain badger, lit a fire beside the pile of rocks and roasted the mountain badger, and then angrily tore off two pieces of meat.  The oily thighs were bulging out and chewing bitterly while walking forward aimlessly and leisurely.

    The horse was so frightened by the fat man that it ran away to nowhere while Zhou Lu was having a barbecue. Behind him, the bonfire burned the remaining mountain badger meat, and Zhou Lu ignored it.

    After climbing over a low slope, there turned out to be a tribe's settlement area behind the mountain. Zhou Lu walked to a felt tent in a daze, touched his pocket, and found that there was no sword in his newly changed clothes and armor. Finally, he gritted his teeth and used his sword as collateral.  I bought a large gourd of strong liquor from the gray-bearded old Ayi in the tent, and drank as much as I wanted on the mountain badger's thigh.

    The wine was too strong. After drinking half the gourd, Zhou Lu was so drunk that his eyes were blurred and he stumbled while walking. Zhou Lu bravely drank a few big sips, burping from the wine, and staggering while carrying the big gourd.  The ground lurches forward.

    His heart was filled with loneliness and sadness.

    No matter how hard you try, you can¡¯t do it. Do you have to fight me in the end?  It's a pity that Zhou Lulian still doesn't know who his biological father is.

    Why do those idiots in his eyes just have to be powerful and handsome to make girls approach them happily, and just have to be noble to bully others and gain glory for nothing? But if he wants to get anything, he has to go to great lengths to make it happen.  By all means?

    Is it because I¡¯m a stupid fat guy?

    Zhou Lu giggled like a nervous wreck, his head felt dizzy, and a surge of vomiting surged in his belly. He held on to a gable wall and vomited, making a mess.

    A passing tribesman carrying a big basket stopped and looked at the fat man smelling of alcohol in surprise, pointing at the fat man¡¯s back.

    Recently, there are too many war hunting teams stationed here in Western Xinjiang. They are afraid that war hunting will disturb the tribesmen, so the discipline requirements for war hunting are stricter. Hunting supervisors holding military sticks to enforce discipline are everywhere.  Therefore, it is almost impossible to see a war hunter who is so blatantly drunk.

    Why is this fat man so bold?  Aren't you afraid that the hunting warden will catch him?

    Some tribesmen have even seen a group of hunting supervisors not far away running towards us with murderous looks on their faces, armed with military sticks.

    "If you openly violate military discipline and are caught by the hunting supervisors, you will be beaten with thirty army sticks and imprisoned for three days and three nights. In serious cases, your leather armor will be stripped off and you will be expelled from the hunting team.

    For a wasteland that advocates the spirit of warriors, such a punishment can make a man unable to hold his head high in front of his tribe for the rest of his life.

    The hunting supervisors who came over from that team all had ferocious expressions on their faces: Damn it, does anyone really dare to openly drink alcohol, are they looking for death?  Take him back and torture him severely.

    The hunting supervisors were filled with murderous intent.

    "Look, isn't that the fat man?"

    The tribesman carrying the basket suddenly screamed.

    "Which fat man?"

    ¡°You¡¯re so stupid, you haven¡¯t recognized it yet, isn¡¯t it the fat Eagle Wing Army, the one who saved our lives!¡±

    "It's really him, it's really him"

    "Look, everyone, it's really the fat man who saved our lives." Several tribesmen waved their hands desperately in the distance, and the crowd was in an uproar.

    Many people recognized Zhou Lu. The bandits attacked a few days ago. This fat figure snatched dozens of lives from the bone spears of hundreds of bandits and sent them to the Array of Fire Pavilion.  Here in Western Xinjiang, how many families have portraits of Fatty worshiping in their tents every day, and how many families have legends about Fatty risking his own life to save others.

    The noise spread far away.

    More and more tribesmen with tears in their eyes swarmed over from all directions. The tribesmen in the wasteland value "righteousness" the most. For the tribesmen, the kindness of saving lives is higher than the sky. They don't care about those murderous hunters.  The tribesmen who surrounded them one after another angrily pushed the hunting supervisors out of the circle. They used their bodies to form an indestructible human wall to protect the fat man. They used their bodies to fight with the hunting supervisors with swords.  Confronted in a tense manner.

    They will never let that team of hunting supervisors take the fat man away.

    If that countsAfter walking a few feet away from the secret cave entrance, there is a thick and solid stone door in front of it, firmly blocking the end of the cave.

    The master of the pavilion walked over and gently rubbed the side of the cave wall. The thick stone gate rose up silently. Inside was a narrow stone path that spiraled and curved all the way down, extending underground for unknown distances.

    Zhou Lu followed in with surprise and uncertainty, turned his head sharply, and watched the gate like a city wall behind him quietly closing silently, blocking all the future roads. He was so frightened that he couldn't find his way around.

    Zhou Lu has been in the Formation Fire Pavilion for a long time. He never thought that there is such a dangerous and secret place here. Is this a forbidden area?

    The two of them walked down for an unknown amount of time, and passed at least four more dangerous thick stone gates along the way. Such a heavily guarded forbidden area made Zhou Lu dizzy. Finally, the pavilion master led Zhou Lu to a place with a cold face.  In the majestic wide cave, there are towering strange rocks and numerous stalactites. The ticking stalactites sound so beautiful in the silence.

    This big hole has obviously penetrated tens of feet into the mountain.

    In the big cave, a slender figure is standing with his back.

    The master of the pavilion brought Zhou Lu in, gave Zhou Lu a self-conscious gesture with a stern face, and then quietly bowed and walked out. Zhou Lu was a little frightened, and looked at the back of the person in front of him.  Wearing an animal skin cloak, his body is hidden in the cloak, looking low-key and mysterious, but his back is as straight as a faint green mountain. It is so majestic that people can't help but have the desire to worship.

    "Who are you? If you don't say anything, I will leave. I really will leave"

    Zhou Lu threatened with a pale face.

    It turns out that the pavilion master was calling him for others.

    The master of Xijiang Array Fire Pavilion, who is able to work hard, goes out to find someone in person, and can make the master not dare to take a breath and retreat quietly like a servant. Who is this person?  Is it possible to deal with such a big thing just by dealing with a fat man who caused a little trouble and violated military discipline?

    Zhou Lu¡¯s nervous forehead was covered with beads of sweat.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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