The Evil Emperor is So Sultry

"The news that xiaoqianmo can refine the wall breaking pill must not be spread out!" Purple Mu Cheng took a deep breath, the expression on his face suddenly became very serious.

"That's for sure." Mo Yan agreed, "so far, only the two of us know about how little Momo can refine the wall breaking pill."

Su Jiujiu and Zhu Jiuyin also know.

But these two are big demon elders, not human beings.

There's nothing wrong with what he said.

"I see."

Purple Mu Cheng's face is more serious, feel pressure mountain big, "I will stick to this secret, won't bring any trouble to small field!"

Mo yanken told him that it was to trust him.

Think of him as one of your own.

He can't live up to Mo Yan's trust. You can't fool your most important niece.

Zimucheng has no children at his knees. He always regards ziqianmo as his own daughter.

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More than your own daughter!

"Let's wait and see."

Mo Yan took Zi Mu Cheng and sat down on the stone table outside the alchemy room.

On the stone table, there are good drinks.

It was brought by candle nine Yin before.

"Third uncle, have a taste."

No matter what you say or do, it is absolutely impossible to spread to the outside world.

When Mo Yan talks, he doesn't have so many scruples.

Open your mouth and shut your mouth. It's the third uncle.

Zimucheng didn't object, but he was smiling.

Jokes.

Such a good uncle, of course, will not object.

Mo Yan is worthy of little Momo. The most important thing is that he is infatuated with little Momo and considers her wholeheartedly.

This heart, in this world, I'm afraid I can't find a second person!

"The taste of the wine --" Zimu Chengcai took a sip, and his eyes suddenly widened, full of shock. "It's so unique! Good enough

This is the smell.

It's the only thing he's ever seen.

Zimucheng is also a good drinker.

Especially in the seven years when his eyes were blind and his muscles were broken, he would inevitably be decadent and drunk. He has drunk almost all the wine in Beilan.

He even tasted some of the famous wines of the four countries, which came from the Empire of Zhongzhou.

He can be regarded as an excellent wine connoisseur.

Can Mo Yan give him drink of this generation, that kind of strong wine smell, all the taste buds on the whole tongue seem to burst in an instant.

The explosion made his scalp numb!

"If you like it, drink more." Mo Yan's eyes, across a warm color.

Zimucheng is not polite.

Cup after cup.

He was never drunk.

But this half pot drink down, unexpectedly also a little can't support, dizzy in the brain, in front of the eyes also appeared double shadow.

Mo Yan, sitting opposite him, became one, two, three, four

Mo Yan saw that he was slightly drunk, so he knew that he was drunk.

"I'll go back and bring a jar for my third uncle."

Candlelight is a stingy dragon.

But he's stingy. It's for outsiders.

He has always been very generous to his own people and demons.

Nothing else.

With this wine, Zhu Jiuyin brought three whole jars for the people and demons of RI Lun pavilion to taste.

Su Jiujiu is not good at wine.

A jar was given to the third uncle, but there were still two jars left, which were enough for the friends of RI Lun pavilion to drink.