Pluck out the nose hair and kill a pair of silver pills!

The strength of the old drunkard surprised Zhuo Bufan.

is also a hidden master, I am afraid that if I come hard, I will not be able to bargain.

"Little brother, someone killed you for it, can you give the old man a sip of wine?"

When Zhuo Bufan heard this, he showed a wry smile.

was begged for a drink by such a hidden boss, and Zhuo Bufan seemed to have no choice to refuse.

"Okay, I'll give you a bite. ”

Zhuo Bufan's voice fell.

The palm of his right hand gently patted the bottom of the wine gourd, and the plum saliva wine in the gourd gushed out, crossing a graceful arc in the air.

When the old drunkard saw this, he immediately slid to the place where the wine had fallen, opened his mouth, and swallowed the wine impartially, and swallowed it into his throat without a drop.

Zhuo Bufan's slap was very powerful, and it was just a mouthful, which made the old drunkard smile happily.

I saw him squint and swallow the plum saliva into his stomach with satisfaction.

Then he smiled, and the old face showed a flush.

"The old man tasted a smell of young girl's salivation, the rich fragrance of plum blossoms, this is a pot of plum saliva wine?"

The old drunkard deserves to be an old drunkard, and after just taking a sip, he actually guessed the name of Zhuo Bufan's pot of plum saliva wine.

"The predecessors are powerful, and this pot of wine is called plum saliva wine. ”

Zhuo Bufan arched his hand and said.

"This plum saliva belongs to the category of saliva wine. The most saliva wine, the name is 'plain girl hundred flowers and salivation'. It is a unique secret of the Su Nu Sect. ”

"Cultivating for the virgin of the Jindan realm, chewing a hundred flowers, chewing ten chews per flower, gathering spirits every chew, and then salivating in the cold ice pure jade altar sealed. Fermented for a hundred years, it can make people have an endless aftertaste. ”

"Drinking it on dog days, it is even more in the ice cellar, refreshing, appreciating the century-old glacier and tasting the dust of history. ”

"And thou shalt salivate, and among the hundred flowers, thou shalt only take plum blossoms. Mei has arrogant bones, Ling Han and let go, and is born to dominate the crowd. ”

"The person who chews flowers, no, to be precise, it should be the demon who chews flowers, scorching its brilliance, and the demon power is less than 800 years. ”

"This demon has a simple mind, a childlike heart, every plum blossom, every bite, has its own precious emotions. Happy, uncomfortable, bitter, excited, like!"

"Different emotions release different tastes. ”

Just one bite made the old man feel an innocent and romantic little girl, her loneliness, her excitement, her joy, her entanglement, her pride, and her fun. ”

"That strong friendship makes the old man feel very happy. ”

"Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful. This sip of wine, the old man's heart is very happy, his heart is very happy!"

"It's a pity that your plum saliva wine has not been brewed for a long time, if it can be fermented for a hundred years, it will not be weaker than that plain girl's ambergris. It's wonderful, wonderful!"

The old drunkard actually uttered so many sighs in one breath after drinking a sip of plum saliva wine brewed by Xiaomei.

What shocked Zhuo Bufan even more was that this old drunkard even guessed Xiaomei's demon power and Xiaomei's identity, which was simply amazing.

And what the old drunkard said, Xiaomei froze her emotions every time she chewed it, and the taste of saliva secreted by each emotion was different.

Speaking eloquently, the gods chattered, and Zhuo Bufan couldn't help but take a sip of himself.

Take a sip of ambergris into your throat.

Sweet and delicious, refreshing, full of fragrance.

Zhuo Bufan drank wine before, always gulping it down, drinking it all in one go, and he didn't have too much aftertaste, and cultivated directly.

And this time, after hearing the old drunkard's emotion, Zhuo Bufan began to taste every drop of wine.

Suddenly, Zhuo Bufan seemed to really feel the various emotions that Xiaomei brewed when she brewed this plum saliva wine.

Brew emotions!

Zhuo Bufan finally knew that emotions could really be brewed.

This sip of wine made Zhuo Bufan better understand Xiaomei's thoughts and feelings.

From the bitterness at the beginning, to the slow sweetness, and then to the happiness later.

Joyous!

One of the emotions that Zhuo Bufan felt the most was joy.

Xiaomei brews plum saliva wine for Zhuo Bufan.

Maybe it was forced at first, so the sake brewed came with its own emotions.

But later, Xiaomei volunteered to make wine for Zhuo Bufan, and it was brewed with joy.

Savoring it so carefully, Zhuo Bufan can better understand what the old drunkard said about being full of affection and feeling happy.

"Little brother, can you still let the old man give me a sip?"

"Old man, I'm hungry, I'm hungry. ”

The old drunkard has been completely conquered by Xiaomei's plum salivation.

After Zhuo Bufan heard this, his eyes wandered, and then he smiled slightly and said.

"The seniors picked it up. ”

Zhuo Bufan gently patted the bottom of the gourd again, and then a stream of wine flew out from the mouth of the gourd, drawing an arc in the air.

And then it fell into the mouth of the old drunkard.

"Senior, the kid is going to this killing hall, are you willing to go with you?"

"Of course you do, of course you do, but you have a sip of wine?"

"Absolutely. ”

Zhuo Bufan relied on a sip of plum saliva wine to deceive the old drunkard into his own way.

Zhuo Bufan could see that this old drunkard should not be a bad person.

Otherwise, with his ability, he would have snatched the wine gourd in his hand a long time ago.

But the old drunkard is trying to be extraordinary, and he is rewarded with a sip of wine.

Zhuo Bufan didn't want to take advantage of the old drunkard too much, so he pulled him on his own boat, which could be regarded as a guarantee for himself.

"Alright, let's go. ”

Zhuo Bufan put on the wine gourd, and then climbed the white jade steps and came to the outside of the killing temple.

The old drunkard followed, and his gaze basically wandered on the wine gourd in Zhuo Bufan's hand all the time.

He has become a captive of the ambergris.

"Such a powerful murderous aura, what do you think of this temple, senior?"

Zhuo Bufan looked at the old drunkard behind him.

The old drunkard was stunned for a moment, then his gaze moved from the wine gourd in Zhuo Bufan's hand to the Killing Temple in front of him, and then narrowed his eyes slightly.

"If the old man is not mistaken, this temple should be the place where the Red Emperor stayed before his enlightenment. ”

The old drunkard is a master, and he naturally knows a lot of things.

Zhuo Bufan also took the opportunity to ask him for advice.

"How did the seniors know that this was the temple where the Red Emperor stayed? And why was it before enlightenment? and not after enlightenment?"

When the old drunkard heard this, he squinted and smiled.

"It is rumored that before the Red Emperor became enlightened, he cultivated the Dao of Killing. He preached by killing, and the killing turned the world upside down, and the sun and the moon were gone. Directly killed the Nine Heavens. ”

"At that time, everyone was terrified of him, thinking that he was a murderer and a godsara. ”

But later, the Red Emperor became the emperor and completely changed his appearance. No more killing. After the Red Emperor became enlightened, he only killed one person, and that was himself. ”

As soon as these words came out, Zhuo Bufan was stunned.

"Kill yourself?"

"That's right, when the Red Emperor attained enlightenment, he divided into nine evil thought clones. These nine clones were all transformed by his killing aura. ”

"In order to prevent these killing clones from causing disaster to the world, the Red Emperor embarked on a path of killing himself. ”

When Zhuo Bufan heard it, he was shocked.

He hadn't thought about the story of Emperor Chi, and he didn't have to be bland.

Obviously, the Red Emperor is also a man with a story. To be precise, the four emperors have their own stories.

"More than 200,000 years have passed, and this temple is still murderous. I think it should be the palace where the Red Emperor lived before he became enlightened. ”

"If the little brother wants to go in, be careful!"

The old drunkard squinted at Zhuo Bufan and smiled.

"Thank you for the reminder. Senior, take another sip of ambergris. ”

After Zhuo Bufan finished speaking, he gently patted the bottom of the gourd again, and a drink flew out.

The old drunkard hurriedly caught it, and his heart was delighted.

It's time to kill the temple, and Zhuo Bufan's sip of wine is naturally to please the old drunkard.

In this way, once he enters the temple, the old drunkard will be able to keep him safe.

After seeing the old drunkard drink the wine, Zhuo Bufan smiled, and then without hesitation, stepped into the temple.

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