The Daughter of God's Destiny

Chapter 303 Testing Talent ([-])

Luo Qingxie paused for a moment, her gaze fell on that delicate white hand, then she smiled, and slapped Yin Qianyue's outstretched hand: "Luo Qingxie."

The breeze blows, and the fallen leaves fall with the wind. The two people sitting in the courtyard under the tree are so peaceful.

Luo Qingxie picked up the wine glass on the table, staring at the transparent and clear wine in the glass, she couldn't help being a little dazed.

The color and taste of the wine are not inferior to any fine wine in China.

Seeing Luo Qingxie's appearance, Yin Qianyue looked smug, took a glazed silver pot and poured a small half of it into her own cup, took a small sip, and sighed unsatisfactorily: "How is it? This wine is heavenly wine. The famous Muyun wine, except for the two empires, even if you have money, you can’t buy this kind of wine, isn’t it interesting, buddy?”

"Pure and transparent, full-bodied and fragrant, it is indeed fine wine." Luo Qingxie drank the wine in the glass after a meal, and the mellow aroma of the wine lingered on the tip of her tongue.

Yin Qianyue glanced at the empty wine glass in Luo Qingxie's hand, endured the pain in her heart and said, "I thought I was the number one prodigal in the world, but I didn't expect you to be even more prodigal than me, and I only have four pots of wine Well, if you drink Muyun wine like this, you will drink it up sooner or later."

"Of course the wine is for drinking. Wouldn't it be a waste if you don't drink it?" Luo Qingxie lazily raised her eyelids, took the glass and silver pot in Yin Qianyue's hand, and poured herself a glass.

Yin Qianyue looked at the missing pot in her hand, and then looked at Luo Qingxie's hand. Isn't what he was holding was his Muyun wine?
Less than a while after the wine was in Luo Qingxie's hands, there was less than two-thirds of the full pot of wine left, Yin Qianyue's mouth twitched, and she said in a tone of resignation: "Forget it, forget it, this pot of Muyun wine Think of it as my brother who gave it to you."

"How can a pot be enough for big brother's meeting gift?" Luo Qingxie played with the empty cup in her hand, looked at Yin Qianyue and said with a smile.

Yin Qianyue curled her lips: "There are only four pots in total. Now that you have drunk one pot, there are only three pots left. Muyun wine is a rare and cherished variety. I have kept it for nearly two years... ..."

Yin Qianyue subconsciously covered the space ring on her finger while she was talking, and kept chattering, "It's not that I'm not mean enough, brother, I also want to give you a few pots, but I brought one pot today, and there is nothing extra. bring……"

Luo Qingxie raised her eyebrows, she naturally noticed Yin Qianyue's little tricks, but she didn't want to talk about it.

"That's a pity." Luo Qingxie shook her head and sighed, and put the empty cup on the table: "I wanted to tell you how I met the suzerain, but I didn't expect..."

Regarding Yin Qianyue's claim that he was the suzerain, at first Luo Qingxie thought she had heard it wrong, but later, she discovered that this person's voice was the same as that of the previous suzerain.

Only then was it confirmed that this person was the suzerain of the Illusory Spirit Sect.

Luo Qingxie sighed again, he got up slowly and brushed his sleeves.

"and many more!"

Yin Qianyue also got up in a hurry, knocked on the head suddenly, and suddenly said: "I suddenly remembered that I took another pot today, since you want it, I will give it to you."

Yin Qianyue took out a pot, Luo Qingxie hooked her lips, took the wine in his hand and put it into her ear, raised her hand and yawned, with a trace of sleepiness in her eyes: "It's okay! ,meet tomorrow."

Yin Qianyue wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Luo Qingxie.

He smiled at Yin Qianyue: "You also rest earlier."

(End of this chapter)