But as soon as he took a step, he was grabbed by Ming Jiutian behind him, and then fell to the ground, Ming Jiutian grabbed Yang Yuer's ankle and slowly dragged it back.

"Come on, hehe... I'm still embarrassed, hehe..."Ming Jiutian was lying on the ground and was grabbing Yang Yu'er who had fallen to the ground back into his hands.

"Bastard, I must kill you..."At this moment, Yang Yuer burst into tears and couldn't cry anymore.

What's the use of just scolding? How could Yang Yu'er, who had just crossed the middle stage of the Earth Immortal Tribulation, be able to get rid of the entanglement of Ming Jiutian.

When the fierce battle of Meng Feitian was in full swing before, Ming Jiutian hid a group of women in the Ten Thousand Realms Spirit Box, and after the war, he naturally wanted to release the women.

However, because Yang Yu'er had low strength and was unable to give up the flowers and plants planted in the Ten Thousand Realms Spirit Box, she did not leave the Ten Thousand Realms Spirit Box, but who knew that she had just escaped from the wolves, and now she was in the mouth of the tiger again.

There was a sound of tearing clothes, accompanied by bursts of crying, uh... Of course, there is another sound that cannot be described.

Another few days passed, and a pleasant birdsong came, waking up the sleeping Ming Jiutian.

Grabbing the unkempt hair on his head, Ming Jiutian looked around, and at this moment he only remembered that he had entered the space where the wine was stored.

I drank seven or eight sips of the wine in the cellar in a row, and the wine turned out to have a very strong stamina, just like the one I drank in the immortal stone statue.

Then he got drunk, and when he was drunk, Ming Jiutian remembered who helped him into the stone room, and then he didn't know what happened.

But seeing that his current state is indeed a little different from before, Ming Jiutian can truly realize that his strength has advanced from the early stage of the first emperor to the late stage of the first emperor.

Could it be the effect of drinking wine from the cellar? It's really incredible, drink some wine and sleep and advance to the late stage of the first emperor.

Pick up the rag-like clothes on the ground and put them on, will this be your own clothes? It seems that people who are drunk are confused enough, Ming Jiutian shook his head and changed into a new set of clothes to wear on his body.

After walking out of the stone room, Ming Jiutian remembered that the women had already gone outside, and the person in the Ten Thousand Realms Spirit Box should be Yang Yu'er, but he didn't see Yang Yu'er's shadow after watching it for a long time.

Ming Jiutian searched around and didn't find anyone, so he simply stopped and looked at the strong carrots growing in the field.

After looking around with a mouse's eyebrows, Ming Jiutian found that there was no one, so he sneakily took two carrots, sat on the ground and gnawed them without washing.

"Whoosh...", there was a sound of breaking through the air.

Ming Jiutian hurriedly lowered his head, only to see a sickle flying over his head impartially.

This is bizarre, in the spirit box of the Ten Thousand Worlds, it can be sneak attacked, and the weapon used is so different, it is actually a sickle, it should not be Yang Yu'er who treats her unkempt hair as a weed.

Thinking of this, Ming Jiutian turned around and saw Yang Yu'er still holding a sickle in his hand, staring at him with fire-breathing eyes.

"No, it's just two carrots, don't be so desperate" Ming Jiutian looked at Yang Yu'er with the half-gnawed carrot in his hand.

"Bastard, I'll kill you..."Who knew that Yang Yu'er raised her sickle when she heard this, and rushed towards Ming Jiutian.

Although he didn't quite understand why Yang Yu'er reacted so violently, Ming Jiutian still stopped Yang Yu'er as soon as possible, and snatched the sickle in Yang Yu'er's hand with a backhand.

"It's only been a few days since I saw you, what's wrong with you, you're stupid to farm?" Ming Jiutian didn't understand it very much, he hadn't seen him for a few days, how could this Yang Yuer become so hateful to herself.

"It's all a good thing you did, what? When you wake up drunk, do you still want to pay your bills? Yang Yuer cried, but he couldn't break free from the shackles of Ming Jiutian.

Hearing this, Ming Jiutian seemed to remember some scattered fragments, but those fragments were very vague, like a dream.

At first, Ming Jiutian still felt that he just had a beautiful dream of spring, but it was difficult to realize that the woman in the dream was Yang Yuer.

At this moment, the two of them are really embarrassed to look at each other, should this kind of thing fall on their heads after drinking? In that case, wouldn't his image of being wise and martial, tall and mighty be a bad thing?

"That's... Yu'er, did I do something after drinking too much? Ming Jiutian also knew that he seemed to be a little unreasonable at this moment, and his voice became smaller and smaller.

Looking at Ming Jiutian's embarrassment, Yang Yuer actually burst into tears and smiled, and showed the temperament of a little woman.

"If you admit it earlier, it will be fine, if you do something bad, you will get cheap, and if you don't admit it, how can there be a person like you in the world" Yang Yuer said and rolled her eyes.

It seems that Yang Yu'er is not angry, Ming Jiutian directly reached out and grabbed Yang Yu'er's hand at this time, with a lewd smile on his face.

"So, aren't you angry?" Ming Jiutian grabbed Yang Yu'er's hand and sent it to his nose and sniffed it gently.

"I'm going to die..."Yang Yu'er hurriedly withdrew her hand shyly, her cheeks were a little hot: "Everything has already been done, not to mention... What's more..."At this moment, Yang Yuer also lowered her head shyly.

"What's more, you are reluctant to kill me, right..."Ming Jiutian saw the opportunity and directly pulled Yang Yu'er over and hugged her.

At the same time that the two of them were in love, Xiaoxue ran over, and the two realized that it was a little bad to be looked at by others like this, so they hurriedly let go.

"Uh... It's okay, I'm just a baby who has eaten too much, come and dig two carrots for a change of taste, that... You go on," Xiaoxue saw this, and in order to resolve the embarrassment, she hurriedly dug up two carrots, then turned around and ran.

Right now, after waking up from sleep, the realm of Ming Jiutian has advanced to the late stage of the Immortal Emperor, and the advancement seems to be a good thing.

But it's not a good thing for Ming Jiutian, it seems that the next period of time needs to be compressed all the time, otherwise it won't be able to achieve the effect you expected.

At this moment, Ming Jiutian entered the previous wine cellar again, and there were at least thousands of jars on that scale, even if there was only a small sip in each jar.

I think there are a lot of jars in total, and the wine in this cellar is extremely strong.

Last time, it was because I drank two more sips, and as a result, Ming Jiutian, who was known as a thousand cups and not drunk, was also drunk, and he also did indescribable things.

It seems that just one sip of these wines can make people improve a small realm in a short period of time.

The reason why Ming Jiutian improved the two realms was because he drank too much, if it weren't for the fact that he had nine dantians in his body, the true yuan required was extremely large, and I am afraid that he would be able to break through to the Saint Emperor realm in one fell swoop.

At this moment, Ming Jiutian started to screen the wine jar in the wine cellar, in order to prevent the immortal brew in the wine jar from being destroyed, Ming Jiutian had to check it with his spiritual sense every time he picked up a wine jar.

If the volatilization is too fast, it is already empty, and the remaining mouthful is put in a pile, so to speak, according to the number of leftovers.

Soon more than two thousand jars were inspected, and it didn't seem to be as good as Ming Jiutian thought, because most of them had already volatilized, and only a very small number of wine jars were still left.

Further inside was an altar, on which was a small black-brown jar, the size of a palm, which looked very ordinary and had nothing special, and there was a very small bamboo board next to the altar.

The bamboo board is very small, about a finger long, Ming Jiutian picked up the bamboo board and wiped it gently.

Although a long time has passed, and the handwriting on it is a little blurred, it is still vaguely legible, and the number of words is very small.