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Every time he met Chu Mubai, Zhuo Bufan thought he would take advantage.

But every time he would find that he was the one who suffered in the end.

Of course, Zhuo Bufan didn't suffer much this time, but it did disgust him.

He was just about to buy a few sips of wine from Chu Mubai, but when he heard that the Da Dao wine was brewed by an old profiteer, Zhuo Bufan felt sick to his stomach.

Of course, the worst thing is the old drunkard.

He became extremely torn and conflicted between delicious and disgusting.

Along the way, Zhuo Bufan and the old drunkard stopped paying attention to Chu Mubai's sales pitch.

"You are discriminating! Who stipulates that saliva wine must be brewed by virgins? What's more, I am also a virgin?"

Chu Mubai couldn't stand the disgusting looks of Zhuo Bufan and the others.

The wine brewed by virgins is delicious, but the wine brewed by an old virgin is disgusting?

Chu Mubai wanted to seek justice and an explanation for his Daojiu.

However, even the old drunkard who was addicted to alcohol began to feel upset when he saw Chu Mubai's Daodao Liquor.

His Avenue Wine will never be a bestseller.

…

After being disgusted by Chu Mubai once, Zhuo Bufan and the others finally walked out of the Temple of Killing.

The Temple of Killing has a back entrance that leads directly to a wide tunnel.

After exiting the tunnel, they came to an underground palace.

This underground palace is exactly the same as the one where the Red Emperor's Gate was located before.

And there is also a huge stone door on the cliff.

This stone door was blue, but it had already been opened by someone, which made Zhuo Bufan slightly surprised.

"Could it be Xuanyuan Hao who can open the Qing Emperor's Gate?"

Zhuo Bufan guessed.

When I turned around, I found that the old profiteer was doing indescribable things while holding the huge stone door.

"What are you doing?"

Zhuo Bufan found that the old profiteer was hugging Shimen, exerting all his strength, and rubbing it hard.

"Of course I have to tear it down. If such a door is sold to the sects outside as a treasure, it can be sold for eighteen million at least!"

Chu Mubai said to Zhuo Bufan seriously.

"Are you crazy! Do you want to tear down the Qingdi Gate?"

"Isn't it possible? Lao Chu, I have demolished the Red Emperor's Gate. Do you want to take a look?"

"Nani?"

Zhuo Bufan couldn't help but speak foreign language. He was obviously shocked by Chu Mubai's shocking behavior.

"Did you really tear down the Red Emperor's Gate?"

Without saying a word, Chu Mubai flicked his right hand, and the brilliance of the Najie shone in the air.

boom!

A huge vermilion door appeared in the entire underground palace, leaving Zhuo Bufan stunned.

"Let me go, did you really tear down the Red Emperor's Gate?"

"Isn't this nonsense? You tomb robbers are so unprofessional! Old Chu, I have to show you what it means to be an authentic gold digger. That means leaving nothing behind."

Zhuo Bufan rolled his eyes at him. He was no longer able to complain about this weird Chu Mubai.

Bang!

While speaking, there was only a clang sound, and the Qing Emperor's Door on the left was really pulled out from the wall by Chu Mubai.

Then he was taken into the Najie.

"How about I give you the one on the right to offset the two hundred thousand spirit stones?"

Chu Mubai looked at Zhuo Bufan seriously and said.

Zhuo Bufan waved his hands repeatedly.

"I don't want it, you guy will get retribution."

Zhuo Bufan has never seen such a shameless person. This is no longer tomb robbing, this is simply robbery.

Bang!

As a result, he demolished the door on the right faster, using the instant technique, it was demolished.

"The more I do this, the better I get. Keep working hard, there are still two more!"

Seeing Chu Mubai's calm pretense, Zhuo Bufan found that his usual pretense was weak.

What is pretentiousness? This is the real pretentiousness. Invisible pretense is the most deadly.

It looked like Chu Mubai was playing tricks, but the old drunkard beside him was so shocked!

He had never seen such an awesome madman.

…

After dismantling the Qing Emperor's Gate, Zhuo Bufan took the Qing Emperor's Gate and the Red Emperor's Gate into Najie, and then looked at Zhuo Bufan aside.

"Brother Zhuo, aren't you being chased by a woman named Bai Su?"

Chu Mubai stepped forward and hooked up with Zhuo Bufan.

Zhuo Bufan chuckled after hearing this.

"This guy really knows my identity."

"I heard that your Talisman Temple has issued a reward. If anyone catches Bai Su, the reward will be 800 million spiritual stones, plus a priceless eight-level talisman."

"Let's go, brother, I'll take you and tie her up!"

Chu Mubai really took a fancy to the sky-high bounty.

As long as Bai Su is tied up and sent to the Talisman Temple, he will be able to get 800 million spiritual stones plus a priceless eighth-level talisman.

Just thinking about it made Chu Mubai tremble with excitement.

"Hey, after tying her up, we can do some indescribable things."

Chu Mubai smiled at Zhuo Bufan with a cocky smile.

Zhuo Bufan rolled his eyes at him.

"Don't come! But kidnapping her is a good idea."

Zhuo Bufan chuckled.

He felt that he might be led astray by the old profiteer.

Then Zhuo Bufan and Chu Mubai hooked up and walked into the Qing Emperor's Gate, which had been demolished by the old profiteer with his bare hands.

The old drunkard was left behind, messy in the wind.

After passing through the Qingdi Gate, Zhuo Bufan and the others came to an underground pool. There were three rows of stone piers above the pool, and opposite the stone piers were three white waterfalls.

"The aroma of wine, I smell the aroma of wine."

Standing at the edge of the pool, the old drunkard couldn't help but tremble.

"How does he smell the aroma of wine? Why can't I smell it?"

Chu Mubai sniffed the air and smelled nothing.

"Yes, it really smells like wine. It's in the waterfall on the far left."

The old drunkard pointed to the waterfall on the left and said.

Apparently, there are three caves behind this waterfall, leading to three different spaces.

"Let's go to the right."

Chu Mubai pointed to the waterfall on the far right and said.

"Why go to the far right?"

Zhuo Bufan rolled his eyes at him and asked.

"Because I feel that Bai Su went to the right side."

"Feeling? Is your feeling accurate? I feel like she is still in the middle!"

Zhuo Bufan said.

"Then let's go to the middle."

Chu Mubai, who had no idea, compromised with Zhuo Bufan so easily.

"Well, you two, I'm going to look for some wine. I'll take my leave now."

The old drunkard decided to separate Yu Zhuo Bufan and the others.

His goal is the fine wine brewed by Qingdi, which is naturally different from Zhuo Bufan and the others.

Seeing this, Zhuo Bufan nodded and said.

"Senior, thank you for your help three times. Please give me your surname!"

When the old drunkard heard this, he smiled and replied.

"The green mountains will not change and the green waters will flow forever. Just call me an old drunk! Brother, thank you for the plum wine. I will remember you."

After the old drunkard finished speaking, he jumped onto the stone pier leading to the far left.

"Old beggar, why don't you thank me for the avenue wine?"

But halfway through the dance, Chu Mubai's words came to his ears, and the old drunkard almost stumbled and fell off the stone pier.

Chu Mubai's Da Dao wine was the darkest memory in his life.

Well, another crazy day is over!