The Daughter of God's Destiny

Chapter 1887 You want to drink me to fulfill you

The corners of the middle-aged man's lips twitched. He felt like he wanted to pat this person to death. What should we do? Is there still time to pat this person?

Just like that, the middle-aged man looked at Luo Qingxie for a while: "It's not bad, you can drink a whole jar of prison spirits, your talent is indeed superior, but you are still far behind, I can drink three times a day." Altar prison spirits, you can't compare."

How proud the middle-aged man is, he has to raise his dignity in front of the young man, he is not bragging, he can indeed drink three jars of prison spirits in one day, and this is his limit, not only from Soul, or body.

Hearing this, the young man seemed to take the middle-aged man's words seriously, he looked at the middle-aged man very seriously, and then said: "I can drink ten altars, do fellow Taoists still have prison spirits?"

The appearance of the young man seems to be in a hurry?
Very strange appearance.

The middle-aged man had returned to his original appearance, but froze again.

What the hell?
Do you want to drink prison spirits again?Or ten altars?

What the hell are you thinking that prison spirits are ordinary alcohol?

I'm afraid, another ten altars?within a day?It is impossible to do something, what kind of crazy boy is this, and it is getting more and more wrong.

The middle-aged man stared blankly at Luo Qingxie, with a strange look in his eyes: "Are you serious, kid?"

Even the bald man would be moved, let alone him.

Wine is no ordinary wine after all.

Therefore, it is prison spirits.

The young man looked so drunk, he smiled and said, "Since I have the heart to prove myself, fellow Taoist might as well show it to me for a try."

The middle-aged man took a deep look at the young man, his expression was even more strange, he couldn't see what the boy was trying to do, after a moment of silence, the middle-aged man stood up: "Forget it, I don't have so much wine with me, you Come with me to the wine cellar."

"it is good."

Luo Qingxie nodded slightly.

The middle-aged man didn't say much, he reached out and grabbed Luo Qingxie, and the two disappeared from the spot.

This kid really thinks that prison spirits are ordinary wine. Although prison spirits are precious, to him, prison spirits are the process of making wine, and he doesn't feel bad about ten jars.

If this guy can really drink ten altars of prison spirits, he may not be able to turn loach into a dragon in the future.

If he can't drink ten altars, it can also reduce his vigor, let him do things in a low-key way in the future, and maybe he can at least become the overlord of the mainland in the future.

"These are the wines of fellow daoists?"

The figures of the two appeared in the dim space, and soon, the surrounding night pearls slowly lit up, and the light appeared, allowing her to see the surrounding environment clearly.

The perfect wine cellar.

The temperature is also right.

There is enough space, and there are many wine jars, large and small, bottles and cans, which have never been opened.

"These are all the wines I brewed in my spare time," the middle-aged man looked at him, "Since you want to drink, you must be prepared. You should still have the elixir that Xiao Shan gave you. If the time comes, your body can't bear it." , it’s okay to eat a few pills.”

Luo Qing still smiled evilly: "Fellow Daoist, I will not do things that I am not sure about."

The middle-aged man shook his head without saying a word, swept his sleeves away, and in front of the young man appeared a full ten wine jars that were exactly the same as just now.

prison spirits.

Luo Qing Xie closed her eyes, and lost a trace of joy, but the middle-aged man didn't see it, thinking that the young man regretted his previous choice, and said lightly: "This is all prison liquor, you want to drink my wine? Complete you."

(End of this chapter)