"Hey, I'm back. Do you want a sip of wine? I'm treating you today."
Xuan Ming stood at the threshold of Huangquan Tavern, waving his hands and shouting loudly.
Hearing Xuan Ming's words, Jiang Lixing just curled his lips. The reason why he came here is because Xuan Ming's Huangquan Tavern is the junction between the human world and the underworld. He broke through time and space and returned here with the least amount of spiritual power.
In the battle at the tomb of King Wu on the top of the mountain, although Jiang Lixing did not exert any effort, it still consumed a lot of his spiritual energy, and he was always suppressed by the law of heaven in the earthly world. Therefore, he should naturally save his spiritual energy when he can. .
"I'll have a drink with you someday when I have time! I don't have time today! Huanxin, let's go."
With that said, Jiang Lixing took Ning Huanxin and walked out. At this time, Cui Can was already waiting outside the tree-lined alley in his car.
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"It was a pleasure to leave."
Looking at the backs of Jiang Lixing and Ning Huanxin, Xuan Ming raised his eyebrows in disgust, there were guys of the opposite sex who were inhumane.
"Boss, there's no more wine."
At this time, a pleasant female voice suddenly came from the Huangquan Tavern.
Xuan Ming shuddered subconsciously when he heard the female voice. He turned his head and looked at the woman sitting in the tavern, occupying a large table with a smile on his face.
This woman had long hair hanging over her shoulders. It was obviously winter, but she was only wearing a thin long skirt.
She lowered her eyes and fiddled with the empty wine glass on her table. The woman's nails were painted with red nail polish, which was very bright and had a faint luster.
"No more wine!"
At this time, she suddenly raised her eyes and looked at Xuan Ming.
If Ning Huanxin were here, she would be very surprised because she had seen this woman before.
This woman in a long skirt was the mysterious woman she met when she took Mo Yu and Mo Xiao to Boss Shen's private restaurant for dinner when she just returned to Yanjing from Yancheng.
"Are you a barrel?"
Hearing the woman's words, Xuan Ming rolled his eyes. Damn, he drank a large barrel of his wine, which he had personally brewed for a long time.
This woman is really annoying.
"Don't scold me in your mind, I'll be angry."
As if she could hear Xuan Ming's thoughts, the mysterious woman suddenly whispered coldly.
Xuan Ming:…
Nima, forget it, I didn’t think about anything!
Resigned to his fate, he went to the wine cellar. After a while, Xuan Ming brought up a glass goblet. There was more than half a glass of wine in the glass. The bright red color and rich fruity aroma made people salivate.
"This is all that's left, but it's the last stock in my private collection! You should know if I lied to you or not!"
Xuan Ming put the wine glass on the table, then quickly turned around and left. He didn't like being too close to her, and the feeling of being seen through was not fun at all.
"Thanks."
The mysterious woman held her chin with one hand, tilted her head slightly, and looked at the goblet Xuan Ming placed in front of her. At this moment, a black butterfly flew over. The beautiful butterfly flapped its big wings. It fell on the edge of the cup.
It seemed to be attracted by the pure aroma of wine.
Seeing the butterfly, the mysterious woman squinted her eyes, with a trace of blurred drunkenness in her eyes.
She lightly snapped her fingers, and the butterfly suddenly flew to her body. Finally, it turned into a black butterfly mark on the back of her neck.
"A small butterfly can cause a big storm by flapping its wings, but the wings of fate... are already quietly flapping at this moment."
The mysterious woman whispered to herself.