The Daughter of God's Destiny

Chapter 1792 Prison Spirits

at this time.

The Pavilion Master of the Xuanhui Association bent down and picked up the token that fell on the ground, wiped the dust on it, and took it back when it was clean.

The three of them looked at the figure on the stage.

"I've never heard of any technique that can reshape an arm without pills. It's unheard of in the past or now."

The head of the Xuanhui Pavilion is in a complicated mood.

Elder Hu had doubts on his brows, and after thinking about it, he couldn't come up with any results: "I have lived with Lao Lu for so long, and I have never heard of such a strange thing. How did he and Miss know each other... ..."

The three looked at each other.

Seems to be stuck in the same problem.

The Pavilion Master of Xuanhui Association hesitated for a while, and said to the two of them: "Grandfathers, there is something I haven't told you yet. This person has entered the cliff of Fu District."

"what?"

The faces of the two changed.

A person entered the cliff and came back safe and sound?

Elder Lu glanced at the people around him, lowered his eyes and asked in a deep voice, "Where did you get this news?"

"Just now you also saw that I only started investigating him yesterday." The Pavilion Master of Xuanhui Association paused: "Since he was brought here by the Coordinator, I will not investigate him again in the future."

Elder Lu and Elder Lu glanced at each other, Elder Hu said in a low voice, "We already know about this matter, you must remember that this matter must not be spread any further."

"I see."

The head of the Xuanhui Pavilion responded.

Time passed little by little.

As if in a blink of an eye, an hour had passed.

Except Elder Sha, no one dared to challenge Luo Qingxie.

And in this hour.

The boy in red had a very leisurely life, but in the end, he stopped drinking and closed his eyes, as if he was resting.

Luo Qingxie sat on the transformed chair, holding the wine given to her by the boy in red.

Thoughts move.

There is an extra wine glass in my free hand.

Lift off the red cloth with special material on it.

Luo Qingxie smelled it, and the corners of her lips twitched inadvertently, it was so strong wine.

She has been drinking wine for so many years, and this smell is the strongest wine she has ever smelled.

He twirled the cup and slowly poured a glass of fermented rice.

All in one drink.

There is a gleam of light in the ink eyes.

Good wine!

strong!
Luo Qingxie chuckled a few times, this is good wine.

She took back the wine glass in her hand, raised her head slightly, and drank directly from the wine jar.

On the stage, the six people who were still fighting were refreshed.

They smelled of wine.

Very strong smell of alcohol.

In the audience, everyone also smelled the smell of alcohol.

"The taste of this wine..."

Elder Lu cast his eyes on the young man in white, and squinted his eyes slightly, with a trace of surprise in his eyes: "This kid is actually drinking poisonous wine..."

The two people next to him were taken aback, and Elder Hu looked at Elder Lu with a more serious expression: "Are you sure? Could it be that the wine he drank was prison strong?!"

The complexion of the Pavilion Master of Xuanhui also changed.

In terms of the most poisonous wine in the world, I am afraid that there is only this prison liquor.

Prison spirits existed as early as the Shenmang period. Ordinary people would die if they drank a drop.

Those with lower cultivation levels will die if they drink a cup.

Even the god king and powerhouse in the Shenmang period couldn't bear the strong poison of this wine, and could only drink two cups.

He'd never drank it, only heard of it.

I didn't expect this wine to actually exist.

Elder Lu closed his eyes, then opened them slowly, with a somewhat complicated tone: "After living for so many years, I am very familiar with the taste of this wine."

(End of this chapter)