Doomsday Sanctuary

Di Ping knew how fragrant the best Yuluchun was. At this time, the whole hall was full of wine scent, pure and strong, rich and sweet, and many people were already a little drunk.

At the first few tables that were in full swing, the fragrant wine before drinking seemed to turn into swill when I drank it, and I couldn't swallow it.

One by one they threw down their wine glasses with disgust, and cast their eyes on Di Ping’s table. Looking at the wine bottle, there was envy in their eyes, and some people were already swallowing saliva. For a while, the whole hall was extremely quiet, and their eyes were cast on Di Ping. Flat body.

It was the extremely cold young man who couldn't help but sweeping his eyes to the wine on Di Ping's table. He wrinkled his brows when he held up his wine glass and put it on his lips. He put down the wine after not drinking, and he felt the same way. The wine in the glass is bitter and tasteless.

Involuntarily inhaled his nose, suddenly his body shook, and his face was shocked. He closed his eyes quickly, as if he was feeling something. After two or three seconds, he suddenly opened his eyes with surprise on his face. The look in Xiang Di Ping's hip flask became extremely eager.

This was completely different from the face he had been cold without any expression before.

Di Ping watched the eyes of the invisible, tasting the wine carefully, picking up a peanut from time to time, unspeakably at ease.

Xiaojin, who was squatting on a chair and gnawing at the fruit, saw Di Ping take out Yuluchun, his eyes lit up, and he squeaked and pointed at the wine glass and then pointed at himself, looking anxious.

Di Ping saw Xiao Jin's appearance and smiled immediately: "You little alcoholic! Drinking more actively than anyone else!" However, he still took a cup, poured a glass for Xiao Jin, and said with a smile: "Your wine is not good, at most A cup, is it too much!"

Xiaojin threw the fruit aside anxiously, screamed and nodded, stretched out his hands to take the glass from Di Ping, and then licked it impatiently. As soon as he tasted the taste, his eyes brightened and he was excited. Squeak.

Xiao Jin is an extremely awkward beast. He usually only eats some mutated spirit fruits or some spiritual plants that it picks, and does not eat ordinary meals including mutated animal meat.

However, it was extremely enthusiastic about this superb Yuluchun brewed with Linggu and Lingcao. Di Ping gave him a taste of the superb Yuluchun once while drinking, and this caused a big deal. From then on, Xiaojin mutated into a little drunkard. As long as you see Di Ping drinking, you have to take a bite.

Di Ping didn’t care about it before. As a result, the lees in the room was destroyed, and Xiao Jin was completely devastated. Xiao Jin’s wine was not good. He was drunk and punched everywhere, but he broke a lot of things and almost changed. Body, if Di Ping rushed to take him into the petting space when it was not a critical moment, this guy would definitely come to Bi Mawen and make a big noise in the palace.

Therefore, Di Ping, in view of the poor quality of Xiaojin wine, is extremely controlled, and only gives one drink at a time.

Such a waste.......

This is the voice of many people, and many people can't wait to **** Xiaojin's glass of wine, with pain on their faces, as if Di Ping was pouring their wine.

"Brother, I don't know if you can transfer this wine to me!"

Finally someone couldn't help it. There were three or four tables across Di Ping, and three people were drinking. One of them was shirtless, with a double-winged tiger tattooed on his chest. The very strong man shouted at Di Ping.

Di Ping turned to look at him from the window, shook his head slightly and said, "I'm sorry, I only have one bottle to keep for myself!"

The brawny man didn't give up, he said loudly: "Brother, your wine is very fragrant, brothers all want to taste it, even if you ask the price, you will never lose out in Heihumen Hei Biao!"

Di Ping looked at him, and then at the tables around him who were eager to try, he shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, this wine is only enough for me to drink, so I can't take it out!"

Originally a bottle of wine was not a big deal, but he couldn't give it. Once this Hei Biao got the wine, he was afraid that the tables would come up to ask for it, so he would not give it.

If you don't give it, you look down on people. If you give him so much wine, he brought three bottles when he was full. He didn't have enough to drink!

So, simply, no one will give it, and everyone has nothing to say.

"Snapped!"

Hei Biao's face was cold, and just about to speak, a black-faced burly man at the same table couldn't help it. He suddenly slapped the table and shouted angrily: "Fuck, don't be shameless, if you want to drink it Brother Biao gives you face, and you are still trembling, so hurry up and bring the wine, or I will let you never have to drink!"