Chapter 91

Xiong Jing nodded, also fully agreeing: "That's right, I and your brother are drinking heartily, what business does a little girl like you have butting in?"

Xiong Jing would only dare say this now; if Yang Chan were here at this time, I estimate the fate of those bull eyes would be worse than Yang Jian's.

"You're the little girl!" Yang Chan flared up: "I've already attained immortality for a long time, why can't I drink!"

Having said that, Yang Chan again turned her pleading gaze toward Chen Nuo: "Shopkeeper Chen, you say I can or cannot drink?"

Seeing Yang Chan blinking her eyes, Chen Nuo smiled helplessly: "Of course you can, and moreover, the more women drink, the better the beauty and complexion effects."

What Chen Nuo said were all true facts: the alcohol content of Peach Blossom Brew is low, and the taste is clean and sweet; relatively speaking, it is indeed more favored by women.

Beauty and complexion!

Upon hearing this, Yang Chan's eyes instantly brightened, her whole body nearly turning into a residual shadow; in an instant, the Peach Blossom Brew in Peng Xiong's arms was reduced by a jug.

"Ah, my Peach Blossom Brew!" Peng Xiong's face changed.

Approaching the crystal ball, Yang Chan quickly paid the bill, proudly shaking it and saying: "Now, this is mine."

"You know the place; if it's not enough to drink, just go get more—this jug is just right for me." Yang Chan smiled, but then happened to see Chen Nuo's teasing handsome face.

Thinking of her own just-now uncontrollably wild actions, Yang Chan's pretty face turned slightly red.

Lowering her head, she hurriedly hid behind Yang Jian's table, seeking to block some gazes.

The previously somewhat arrogant little girl had now become like a little quail, wishing to hide her entire self.

Seeing this shy posture, Chen Nuo felt a bit like a monk of eight feet unable to grasp his head—what was going on?

Chen Nuo was no fool; he naturally knew Yang Chan's shyness was directed at him, indicating affection, but precisely because he knew this, Chen Nuo felt inexplicably strange.

His words and actions were all quite normal, and he hadn't said anything flirtatious or made any such gestures.

How could Yang Chan be like this toward herself?

However, Chen Nuo didn't know that the saying "conquer the heart by first conquering the stomach" also applies greatly to women, and moreover, there is the favor of resurrecting Yao Ji.

Liu Yanchang should still not have appeared by now, right?

Chen Nuo secretly thought in his heart.

As for Liu Yanchang, he himself also had no fondness for him, not because of anything else, but because Liu Yanchang went to take the imperial exam, passed by the place where Yang Chan was worshipped—that is, the San Sheng Mu Temple—and entered to avoid the rain.

Upon seeing the statue of the San Sheng Mu, he immediately came up with a lascivious poem; who would do such a thing normally?

Just a lustful person, perhaps.

What difference does this have compared to Zhou Wang inscribing poems in the Nüwa Temple?

In Chen Nuo's view, Liu Yanchang is no better than Zhou Wang; at least Zhou Wang, before being deluded, was still a king, and governing the Shang Dynasty was still passable.

On the contrary, Liu Yanchang, claiming to go to the capital for the exam, after meeting Yang Chan, what exam did he still take?

Purely just Yang Chan, inexperienced in the world, being deceived not lightly.

Out of consideration for being my customer, I will kindly point him out someday.

Chen Nuo secretly thought.

Seeing Chen Nuo speak, Yang Jian also felt embarrassed to say anything more, only able to raise the jug and apologetically say to Peng Xiong: "My younger sister is young and unaware, letting Peng brother see the joke."

"No problem, no problem; your younger sister speaks correctly, if not enough to drink, I and Brother Xiong will just go get another jug." Peng Xiong laughed and waved his hand.

"Come, let us drink together this wine."

One person and two demons were raising cups and drinking heartily when suddenly a noisy sound came from the doorway, from far to near.

"Xiong, it's not your Peng brother boasting, I simply disdain to fight with Yang Jian's goods, which is why I let him have the nominal position of Heavenly Court War God."

"If your Peng brother were serious, ten Erlang Gods wouldn't be enough for me to beat."

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"If you have the ability, let him appear before me, see if I don't make him call me grandfather!"

From the moment the voice just rang out, Chen Nuo already knew who it was—this smug tone, besides Tian Peng, he couldn't think of anyone else.

The figure stepped through the door, and indeed it was him.

"Shopkeeper Chen, good morning." Tian Peng greeted Chen Nuo with a silly grin.

Along this road, blowing cow with Xiong Jing had made him feel great; unexpectedly, just casually, he could receive such a compliant little follower.

Tian Peng casually glanced around the room and said: "Xiong brother, Peng brother, drinking? Yang Chan younger sister is also here!"

Chen Nuo said nothing, only inwardly mourning for Tian Peng.

Life in this world is not easy; blowing cow, he can't do it, young man, your path has narrowed.

After greeting, the familiar Tian Peng in one step came to Xiong Jing's table, looking at the person with their back to him, and asked: "Xiong brother, who is this? I haven't seen him before."

Xiong Jing said nothing, but only twitched the corner of his mouth—this not seen before?

You all want to fight people who already call you grandfather.

Yang Jian today came in casual clothes, not wearing battle armor, so Tian Peng, seeing his back, didn't recognize him.

No one spoke; Tian Peng grew more curious, and he indeed wanted to see what kind of divine being this was.

Just slowly stretching his neck to look, in the instant of seeing, Tian Peng's whole body felt like an electric shock, and he pulled his neck back.

His back broke out in cold sweat.

"How come, how come you're here?" Tian Peng's whole body felt unwell.

Yang Jian laughed hehe, glanced at Tian Peng, and said: "If I hadn't come, I still wouldn't know someone wants to beat me into a grandson."

"Master? How did you come?" As soon as the sharp-sniffing Xiao Tian entered, he immediately smelled it out.

Master?

Xiong Jing froze for a moment, then reacted: this is Xiao Tian, so his master must be Yang Jian, right?

At that moment, Xiong Jing's anger flared, a two-faced fool who dares to rob my Peng brother's Heavenly Court War God position also dares to act arrogantly in front of my Peng brother!

"Halt! Are you that Yang Jian? What Heavenly Court War God—I see you only know how to flaunt your tongue, dare to duel with my Peng brother?" Xiong Jing's anger could not be contained, and he shouted loudly.

"Damn!"

Chen Nuo stared wide-eyed, looking in shock at the large black bear before him—this must be Xiong Jing, quite fierce, wasn't he supposed to come with Tianpeng?

Could this be the legendary pig teammate?

The two demon kings and Yang Chan were utterly shocked—who would have thought this black bear spirit would suddenly utter such an explosive remark?

Tianpeng's heart was filled with regret—Exclamation of Shock, this damned fool!

Had I known I could truly encounter Yang Jian, I couldn't possibly have bragged with this black bear spirit for so long.

This left him now utterly convinced of himself.

"You're crazy, saying such things!" Xiao Tian rushed forward and growled lowly at the black bear spirit.

Earlier, when the two of them were bragging, he hadn't bothered to intervene, after all, he was still preoccupied with the matter of the Sword Fly in Bone bloodline.

But who would have thought this stupid fellow would utter such a line in front of so many people—now even if they don't fight, they must fight.

"How about it, want to give it a try?" Yang Jian placed the wine jar he was holding back onto the table.

"Ha, no need, no need—this lively atmosphere is wonderful; fighting would spoil the harmony." Tianpeng forced a laugh and chuckled.

"Erlang Shen, you're going too far!"

"Peng Ge merely looks down on fighting you, afraid you'd embarrass yourself in public—don't think he's really afraid of you; when my Peng Ge gets serious, he can make you call him grandpa!"