Ye Xunhuan walked in the surging streets of the imperial capital with some confusion, wearing a brand new priest suit, holding a staff of light in his hand, and a green flute hanging around his waist, which was a bit inappropriate.

After experiencing life and death, he should have been indifferent to life and death, but humans are emotional animals after all. If they have feelings, they have concerns. How can they completely see through life and death with concerns.

Ye Xunhuan looked up and saw a bar next to him, so he pushed the door open and entered.

This bar is different from the adventurer bar full of all kinds of religions. It is decorated in antique and elegant. There are not many people inside. The decoration looks like aristocratic class. They chat and laugh and drink softly, trying not to affect other people.

"Dear Mr. Pastor, is he alone?" The beautiful waiter's eyes lit up and walked over with his waist twisted over and asked enthusiastically. It is rare to see such a young and handsome pastor.

Ye Xunhuan nodded and was led to sit in a corner, but he still attracted the attention of everyone in the bar.

After all, priests are very respected in any country, and priests are different from other professions and belong to clergy, that is, people in the temple. Only the temple has the right to deal with it, and no other country's forces cannot control them. However, the temple is now more majestic than before.

Therefore, some powerful sects and countries no longer respect this regulation.

Of course, no one is willing to offend the temple without involving the core interests and the life and death of important figures.

Moreover, Ye Xunhuan dressed so weird that she was like an unruly bard than a priest.

"I want your strongest wine, remember, it is the strongest one." Ye Xunhuan said.

The beautiful waiter was surprised. The clergy seemed to be forbidden to drink strong wine, and could only drink some light fruit wine.

But the customer is God, so she made the bartender start mixing with a hint of suspicion.

"Mr. Pastor, this is the strongest wine in our bar - the fiery heart." The beautiful waiter put a cocktail with a layer of flame on it in front of Ye Xunhuan, and the wine was as bright as blood.

Ye Xunhuan picked up the wine glass, put it on his lips and drank it all. A spicy and strong smell rushed into his stomach from his throat, and a burning feeling suddenly appeared in his stomach. Then this burning feeling permeated all over his body, as if the whole person was burning.

The waiter exclaimed and covered his mouth. The flames of burning hearts are famous throughout the East Wilderness Great Six. No one dared to drink a cup in one gulp, but usually tasted it one by one. She once tasted a small mouthful, but ended up getting drunk for a day and a night.

"Okay, what a flame burns the heart. The wine smells strong and fragrant. It enters the throat like a knife, dissipates and dissolves in the stomach, but it feels even more hot. The internal organs are burning like a ball of flame, especially the heart, like being placed in a fire, give me another glass." Ye Xunhuan said after exhaling a sip of hot wine.

Ye Xunhuan drank one glass after another, ten consecutively, which made everyone dumbfounded. A person's alcohol tolerance could reach this level. Although his face was flushed, his eyes were still clear. While drinking, he was talking to everyone about how to taste and identify the fine wine. His profound knowledge and unique insights made the professional bartenders in the bar feel inferior, and many people also listened with relish.

Ye Xunhuan exuded the loneliness and melancholy that surged in his heart in a special way, but in his excitement, a door to an elegant room at the bar suddenly opened, and a bar waitress was out in disarray and ran out crying.

"Little beauty, don't run away. After I am the prince, I will enjoy endless wealth and glory." A young man in gorgeous clothes shouted and chased him out. There were two sword masters holding swords behind him, probably his bodyguard. At a glance, he knew that he was a playboy with a good family background and took a second lackey to tease a good woman.

Everyone here is a noble gentleman with status. The real nobles look down on such people. However, when they saw this young man, they all tactfully closed their mouths. Who dares to offend Long Yu, the eighth prince of the empire, today, who dares to offend him?

Two sword masters blocked the waitress's retreat from the left and right, and obviously they did a lot of such things.

The waitress looked around for help, but no one came forward to help her, even if she was the one who claimed to be a gentleman or the good sister who played well.

Long Yu bullied himself, grabbed the waitress's lapel and pulled it, and then heard the sound of the cloth cracking. The waitress's entire shoulders and half of her breast were exposed to the air.

The waitress screamed and squatted down with her hands in her chest, her delicate body shook, and looked at the demon claws that Long Yu stretched over again, and her eyes showed despair.

"I don't know how animals could come in such an elegant place. It's really a disappointment." At this moment, a lazy voice sounded in the quiet bar. Long Yu's demon claws stretched out and turned his head fiercely to search for the owner of the voice. In the imperial capital, no one dared to talk to him like this.

When he saw Ye Xunhuan wearing white priest suit, he smiled indifferently: "It turns out that he is a broken priest. You immediately kneel down and apologize to me, and you will spare you for the sake of the temple."

Ye Xunhuan laughed, narrowed his eyes slightly, and slowly got up and walked over.

"Grandpa, I haven't killed pigs for many years. Today I have to force the young master to return to my old job." Ye Xunhuan cursed, and smashed the light staff in his hand hard on Long Yu's head.

The two sword masters next to him quickly shouted and rushed up. Ye Xunhuan did not diminish. He flew up and kicked the sword master on the right. Then he used the rebounding force to kick the sword master on the left with another whirlwind leg. The light staff in his hand hit Long Yu's right shoulder at the same time.

The two sword masters flew backwards in unbelievable eyes, smashed over several tables and fell to the ground, spitting blood and unable to struggle.

The Eighth Prince Long Yu's face turned pale and shouted like a pig holding his right shoulder. He clearly heard the sound of his shoulder bones cracking.

"I haven't beaten anyone for a long time. It seems that I'm unfamiliar, and I'm even worse than the accuracy." Ye Xunhuan said as he put away the staff of Light and lifted Long Yu. The iron fist of the bowl fell one after another on his handsome face.

Long Yu half-kneeled on the ground, the blood from his eyes, nose and mouth dyed his whole face brightly red, looking very scary.

"You...you dare to beat me, you know me...ah..." Long Yu pointed at Ye Xunhuan with a trembling finger and shouted.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Ye Xunhuan kicking his stomach like the wind. His voice suddenly stopped abruptly, and his body bowed together like a big shrimp.

ps: The update of Chapter 5 is completed, everyone should take a shower and go to bed!
Chapter completed!