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"Father, what's the matter? Is there poison in the wine?"

Nangong Xu asked, so many people are still waiting for Nangong Mu to give an explanation, but Nangong Mu put the wine back into the bottle on his own, without caring about others. .

"Poisonous? Fart poisonous!"

As soon as Nangong Muhu blew, his tone was a little repulsive. He took a sip just now, and as soon as the wine entered his stomach, a strong fire energy instantly burned in his dantian, and the Lihuo true energy that had not grown for a while The kung fu has increased a circle out of thin air.

Nangong Mu has stayed in the middle stage of Wu Zong for many years, and his skill has grown less and less in recent years. That wine can actually enhance his skill, one can imagine how excited Nangong Mu is.

Such a bottle of wine was almost wasted. Nangong Mu was both remorseful and a little angry. He was so angry that he blamed Chen Dasheng to death. This kid didn't explain such a good thing to himself. , I really thought it was an ordinary bottle of wine, and generously gave it away.

If Chen Dasheng knew what Nangongmu was thinking, he would probably be more wronged than Dou E. He kept it in a broken box in order to keep a low profile. Who would have expected that Wang Chufei and others would come out like this, and he himself would stop it. However, they just didn't take it seriously.

"Shibo, is Fei'er okay?" Nangong Mu's words meant that there was no poison in the wine. Wang Shifeng was really worried when he saw Wang Chufei's miserable condition.

Re-sealed the wine bottle, Nangong Mu held the wine bottle in his hand, feeling very angry at this moment, when he heard Wang Shifeng's words, he immediately said, "What can happen? This wine is too powerful, this kid is beyond his control , was supported by Yao Jin!"

"Is it supported by the power of the medicine?" Everyone was stunned when they heard the words. It's just half a glass of wine. Can a fat man in the realm of a martial artist really be supported like this?

"Uncle Shi, please save Fei'er!" After being stunned, Wang Shifeng said to Nangong Mu anxiously. Nangong Mu is a congenital martial artist, so he must have a way to save Wang Chufei.

This kid was sloppy, and drank half a glass of his own good wine. Nangong Muzheng felt that he had suffered a lot. Hearing this, he immediately waved his hand in annoyance, "Don't worry, this kid has a strong physique. Take him back and use his skills to transform him." Open the accumulated energy in the body, if you can bear it, your skill will improve greatly, don't look at him in such pain, this kid has made money this time, it's a pity for my good wine!"

He just took a sip of the wine just now, and he felt a little hot. Wang Chufei dared to drink half of the glass. drank.

"Earn it?"

They are bleeding from all seven orifices, and only half of their lives are left. They even said they made a profit. No one knew what to say. Wang Shifeng didn't dare to question Nangongmu's words, but he still cared about his son's safety, so he asked more. One sentence, "Then what if Feier can't handle it?"

"If you can't make it through, you can only blame him for not being so good. At most, his meridians will be damaged and he will become a useless person!" Nangong Mu said directly.

"A useless person?" Wang Shifeng was dumbfounded, and Wang Chufei's mother next to him couldn't help crying.

Nangong Mu waved his hands annoyedly, "It's still early, take him down quickly, and dissolve the energy in his body as soon as possible. Although the power of alcohol is brutal, as long as he can hold it, it will definitely be beneficial and harmless!"

Nan Gongxu didn't dare to be negligent, so he quickly greeted the two servants, and lifted Wang Chufei down lightly. Wang Shifeng and his wife didn't dare to stay any longer, and they also retreated after apologizing to Nangongmu .

Seeing this scene, many people couldn't help wiping the cold sweat off their foreheads. Fortunately, the wine was not poisonous, otherwise, today's matter really does not know how it will end.

Everyone was silent, Nangong Mu turned to look at Zhuang Shaoxian, Zhuang Shaoxian trembled all over, he was speechless, Nangong Mu shook his head, "In the future, we have to speak according to the occasion, not everything can be said indiscriminately!"

"Yes Yes!"

Zhuang Shaoxian's face changed abruptly. Although Nangong Mu's tone was already very gentle, Zhuang Shaoxian could feel that Nangong Mu was dissatisfied with him. At this moment, he calmed down and thought about it. He insisted that Chen Dasheng poisoned the wine just now, which was indeed a bit hasty up.

If Chen Dasheng was really poisoned, then Chen Dasheng would undoubtedly have no chance of turning over, but Nangong Mu personally confirmed that the wine was not poisonous, his character changed completely, and the clamor just now was completely embarrassing.

Nangong Mu shook his head, turned his face to look at Chen Dasheng, Chen Dasheng shrugged, and quickly turned his face away, as if he had nothing to do with himself.

"Stinky boy, I'll settle the score with you later!" Nangong Mu glared at Chen Dasheng.

"What's none of my business?" Chen Dasheng muttered.

It's not easy to reprimand Chen Dasheng at this time, so Nangong Mu put it aside for the time being, turned around and waved to the crowd, and said with a smile, "Okay, a misunderstanding is all due to the old man's carelessness, please sit down again!"

There was no show around, and once Nangongmu spoke, everyone went back to their respective positions, each of them whispering about the episode just now.

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Everyone sat down again, Nan Gongmu immediately pulled Chen Dasheng to leave, wanted to find a place to ask Chen Dasheng about the wine, Chen Dasheng couldn't hold him back, so he could only go with him.

"Hey, old friend Nangong, what kind of wine makes you so precious, can I let the poor monk and others taste it too?" After walking a few steps, an old voice came from beside him.

Nangong Mu stopped and turned back, but saw the old men in the seats next to him staring at him. The one who spoke was a bald man. Chen Dasheng recognized him. He was the abbot of Laolin Temple, Master Dingming, whom he had just met yesterday. But Dingming's two eyes were fixed on the wine bottle in Nangongmu's hand.

As soon as Nangong Muhuzi blew, he was suddenly out of breath, "You old monk, a monk still wants to drink, and you have practiced for decades, do you want to be ruined?"

Dingming smiled coyly, "Amitabha, the so-called wine and meat pass through the intestines, and the Buddha kept it in his heart. Although the poor monk does not want to ruin his practice, it is only a glass of fruit wine. The poor monk can taste it!"

"Haha, Master Dingming is a monk, so you don't have to drink alcohol, so you don't need to give it to him, but we are begging for a drink from your old man, you will not begrudge it?"

Laughter came, the person who spoke was an old man with a white beard and hair in Taoism, Chen Dasheng also knew this person, Nangong Mu had introduced him just now, it was Deng Jiugong from Jiugong Mountain who had a small grudge with Chen Dasheng, but in With the help of Nangongmu, the hatred has been resolved.

There are several heads next to them, all of whom are big figures in Chinese martial arts. Their eyes are full of curiosity and longing, and they are all thinking about the bottle of wine in their hands. Nangong Mu's face trembled. With so many mouths, How much do you have to drink yourself?

All him? A pack of wolves!Looking at the faces full of smirks in front of him, although the strength of the people at this table is not as good as his, they are all figures of great status in the Jianghu. So many people want him to beg for wine, is he ashamed not to give it?

If it was given, there are still so many people here, not to mention a mouthful for everyone, even if it is a drop for everyone, it would not be enough for him to take out two bottles of wine together. Holding the bottle in his hand, he was extremely entangled in his heart.

Chen Dasheng looked at Nangongmu's appearance, but he couldn't help laughing. It is rare to see this old man have such an expression.

"Hey, it seems that old friend Nangong wants to eat alone? Forget it, poor monk, let's eat some vegetarian food!" Dingming suppressed his smile and shook his head pretending to be disappointed.

As soon as Dingming finished speaking, Deng Jiugong also shook his head and said, "That's right, how dare we drink what the grandson-in-law gave us!"

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A group of old men and women, all of them were suffocating, and wanted to give the wine in Nangong Mu's hand a taste. After all, there are absolutely not many things that can make Nangong Mu lose his composure.

Nangong Mu's face changed again and again, then he stroked his beard and smiled, and walked over with the wine bottle in hand, "Everyone is underestimating this old man, it's just a bottle of wine, it's not that this old man doesn't want to share it, it's just that the wine is overbearing. I'm afraid you can't bear it!"

His skin is thick enough, but he still refuses to show it. Deng Jiugong and the others are a little disappointed. It seems that Nangongmu is determined to become an iron rooster. It is not ordinary difficult to pluck the hair from him.