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Chapter 107 Qiankun Wine Gourd (Seeking Subscription Monthly Pass)

Jiang Zhou felt that although the strength from the other end was getting weaker and weaker, it was far from weak, and the big gourd was still struggling violently.

Then he took out another willow leaf, turned it into a golden knife, and turned it into a ray of golden light.

"puff"

There was another muffled sound.

The big gourd wobbled for a while, then gradually became quiet.

[Slaying Qiankun wine gourd and wine insect one, rewarding and breaking the wine curse one]

[Curse of breaking alcohol: Alcohol is the root of all disasters, so it should be eradicated. ——Recite this mantra, be good at drinking and drinking, and be righteous. 】

【Number of True Spirits: 卌六】

"..."

There are such boring spells...

Jiang Zhou relaxed his whole body and stood up straight.

Although this reward seems to be of no use to him, at least there is one more true number.

Also got a weird gourd.

Jiang Zhou didn't release the demon-binding lock immediately, and tried to pull the big gourd over.

There was no resistance at all.

Seems to be really dead.

Or the gourd wasn't alive in the first place, and it was just the wine worm doing the trick.

He hadn't run away yet, and the tavern guests who stayed to watch saw this, with a bit of surprise on their faces, but they couldn't help but move their feet and approached.

The "person" who drank heavily in the store before turned out to be a big gourd.

This gourd can still jump and jump, which is definitely a rare thing.

Didn't they risk their lives to stay before just to see the novelty?

Now the monster seems to be subdued by the official of Su Jingsi, so naturally he can't stand it anymore.

"Hiss, such a big gourd, so shiny, isn't it all made of gold? How much is it worth?"

"It's none of your business how much it's worth. It was laid down by Su Jingsi's official. What has it got to do with you?"

"Even if it's not mine, I'm not allowed to take two breaths of wealth? I'll do it! Suck~suck~"

"..."

Hearing these weird comments, Jiang Zhou twitched slightly and ignored them.

Standing in front of the big gourd that was almost as tall as himself, he looked at it.

This thing has a purple-gold color all over it.

I don't know if it's really all made of Zijin.

This is something more precious than gold.

Such a big one, if it is really purple gold, its value is really hard to measure.

There are many cloud patterns engraved on it, which is quite mysterious.

There is also a big word "wine" on the gourd belly.

Tentatively, he reached out and tapped, then shook again.

There is a clear and clear hollow sound, which is indeed metal.

There seemed to be the sound of liquid sloshing inside.

This thing, the Qiankun wine gourd, could it be the legendary magical treasure that can hold mustard seeds in the universe?

The few stones of wine that the wine worm drank before were all put in it?

No wonder then.

I just don't know if it can hold other things besides wine.

Thinking of this, Jiang Zhou touched the two cuts poked by the willow leaf golden knife, feeling a little distressed.

He already regarded this thing as his own, but fortunately he didn't poke it through.

Unfortunately, it's too big.

Jiang Zhou only had this idea in his heart, and the big gourd suddenly jumped.

startled him.

Thinking that this thing is not "dead", I just wanted to tighten the demon lock.

Seeing the big gourd swish, it suddenly became smaller.

In the blink of an eye, it became a purple gold gourd the size of a human palm.

"hiss!"

Size as you wish?

baby!
Jiang Zhou hurriedly hugged the gourd in his arms, seeing the two marks on it, his heart ached even more.

"Hello!"

"This gourd is fun, give it to me!"

Jiang Zhou was hugging the gourd, when a gust of fragrant wind hit him, he saw Mr. Xibei rushing to him.

Excitedly pointing to the gourd in his arms.

"How about you sell it to me for as much money as you want?"

Mr. Xibei raised his head proudly, as if he saw Jiang Zhou agreeing to her ecstatically.

Jiang Zhou looked at her like an idiot, and said decisively, "Not for sale."

Then he turned around and said to the tavern manager, asking him to go to Sujingsi Yamen to settle the case in a while, the tavern manager naturally agreed happily while feeling distressed.

He didn't dare to ask who he should ask for compensation for the lost wine.

Then Jiang Zhou greeted a few sword bearers and was about to leave.

Mr. Xibei raised his eyebrows again, with a dissatisfied expression on his face, he stood in front of him with his hips akimbo: "Hey, I'm talking to you!"

"Why don't you sell it?"

Jiang Zhou curled his lips: "If you don't sell it, you don't sell it. Why do you still want to buy and sell by force?"

Young Master Xibei suddenly stretched out a slender finger, almost poking him in the face.

Jiang Zhou leaned back slightly, and said in a daze, "What do you mean?"

"Ten thousand taels of gold!"

Mr. Xibei raised his jaw high: "Sell it or not?"

Jiang Zhou chuckled, and then, in the complacency of her "it's just that", he directly reached out to press her head, twisted it hard, and turned her aside.

"Go away, little man."

"you!"

Mr. Xibei was furious, and stood in front of Jiang Zhou again: "You are not allowed to leave!"

Jiang Zhou squinted and said, "What's the matter? Want to fight?"

Mr. Xibei said angrily: "Do you believe that I can make that little bastard Yan Xiaowu beat you to death?"

Looking at the other party has no deterrent effect at all, but makes people look more and more "vicious" with the urge to bully her.

Jiang Zhou let out a breath: "What do you want to do?"

He didn't know what the relationship between her and Yan Xiaowu was, he really didn't know how to do it.

Hearing his words, the anger on Mr. Xibei's face suddenly disappeared, his eyes rolled and changed into a smiling face: "You can do it without selling gourds, then you have to promise me one thing."

"No." Jiang Zhou didn't even hesitate for a tenth of a second before spit out a word expressionlessly.

Disdainful in my heart, how about playing a dog blood drama with me?

Mr. Xibei was slightly dumbfounded, obviously he did not expect such a result.

Isn't it very effective to say that it is very effective to retreat to advance?
He couldn't help but gritted his teeth and said, "No one has ever dared to refuse me!"

Jiang Zhou spread his hands and said, "Now we have it."

"Little official, Brother Patrol~"

Jiang Zhou's resolute refusal, Mr. Xibei did not continue to threaten, but immediately changed his tactics.

Biting his lip, his big eyes were about to cry, tears were rolling in his eyes, he stretched out his hand and shook Jiang Zhou's sleeve, staring at him eagerly, his voice was long and greasy.

hiss……

Jiang Zhou resisted the urge to shiver.

"Little official ~ little Ge Ge on patrol ~ you just agree to him, he just wants you to teach me the trick just now, 咻咻~"

Mr. Xibei made a gesture of throwing a knife, imitating nondescript voices in his mouth.

It turned out that I fell in love with his willow-leaf golden knife, so why don't I play with him here?
What a little fairy.

But this trick is useless to the man of steel, girl.

Jiang Zhou repeated his old trick and pressed her head again.

There is no way, this girl is really a bit short, this movement is too smooth.

This time, Mr. Xibei didn't let him succeed easily, he hurriedly hugged him up, and stared at him: "Don't turn my head away!"

"Then get out of the way."

"No."

"Step aside!"

"No!"

Hey?Are you excited?

Jiang Zhou was a little annoyed and tried hard with his hands, but he didn't expect that the girl was also strong.

He held his arm and pressed it hard, but he couldn't push her.

"Bold!"

An old, cold voice like a night owl came.

Jiang Zhou felt a mountain-like pressure coming from all directions.

At this moment, it felt as if the heaven and the earth were gathering around him, trying to squeeze him into mud.

Invincible!
"Mother Wang, stop!"

At this incomparably terrifying moment, Mr. Xibei's exclamation sounded, but it was too late to stop it.

Jiang Zhou didn't have time to think about anything else, and clouds of five colors gushed out from between the seven orifices.

At the same time, a willow leaf has turned into a golden knife, turned into a golden thread and shot out...

(End of this chapter)