Being looked down upon by others, what Wu Qian hates most in her life is being looked down upon, and immediately said: "You little boy runs on the old man here. This is indeed the first time that the old man drank such spirits, but it is impossible for him to be inferior to you. dry!"
After speaking, he picked up a bowl with Wu Zheng and looked at Wu Zheng. Wu Zheng had already eaten a bowl and drank faster than before.
"Good wine, why didn't you realize this wine is so interesting before. You have to taste this wine today. My nephew suddenly found that this wine has a pretty good effect on promoting vitality and blood circulation. This wine has the right symptom, and the uncle must taste it."
Wu Qian was convinced of this, because he had just drank it and felt it. After drinking the alcohol into his stomach, the heat that exudes made him feel the urge to go back in time.
Wu Zheng smiled. There is a word he hasn't said yet, that is, the effect of this wine in promoting vitality and blood circulation is not bad. It can be described in two words. It is quite vigorous. You always drink so quickly and so quickly. , I don't know if your old body is still tough or not, and you can't stand it.
At this moment, Wu Qian was eating a bowl of wine, but Wu Qian's green face was flushed, and not only blushed, but even his eyes were red.
But for Wu Qian, that feeling is there, the feeling of returning to the youthful body full of vitality is getting stronger and stronger.
No one doesn’t want the beauty of turning back the years, but there are a few in this world who can be as lucky as the little demon of Luan Yin to be able to make the "Phoenix Sutra", and even the "Phoenix Sutra" can only make the years Go back once, no one is young and never grows old.
Not to mention Wu Qian, who has been buried in his neck by loess, this feeling of regaining his youth really makes him more and more happy when he grows old.
I don’t know if the alcohol started to irritate the old man, or the old man really felt that he was full of youthful vitality. In short, Wu Zheng hadn't asked Xiao Qiao to pour the wine in the third bowl. The old man poured himself a bowl first, and laughed shamelessly at Wu Zheng: "The nephew's words are true, and the two bowls of spirits actually made the old man feel young back then. I don’t know the name of this wine?"
Without waiting for Wu Zheng to persuade him to drink, he poured a bowl of burning knives in two or three mouthfuls.
The feeling of youth really makes Wu Qian so cool. He wants to keep this feeling. Even if this is an illusion, he also wants this illusion to last longer, as long as it can be. .
Is this old guy crazy
Wu Zheng held his wine bowl in surprise and looked at this old guy who was drunk and more interested. He wanted to get this old guy drunk, but he never thought about getting this old guy drunk to death!
A master at the Grand Master Realm, I believe that Murong Jing doesn't have many hands! If this is reimbursed by himself, he won't come to find himself desperately
"That uncle..."
Wu Zheng just wanted to interrupt Wu Qian's madness for drinking, but as soon as he heard his voice, he heard a pop. The wine bowl in Wu Qian's hand finally fell to the ground as if relieved, and it broke into pieces.
"Shi Bo? Shi Bo?"
After yelling twice, there was no response, Wu Zheng stood up and prepared to get closer to see if the old man was drunk.
Xiao Qiao shook his head at him, and Wu Zheng glanced at him and said, "Drunk?"
Xiao Qiao smiled and said, "Drunk and not awake. Son, shall we..."
Xiao Qiao took the palm of his hand and stroked his neck. The meaning was so obvious that Xiao Qiao actually wanted to kill this old product.
"Forget it! Behind this old guy, I believe that Murong Jing doesn't have many people like this. It's easy for us to kill him, but the aftermath is a troublesome thing."
Xiao Qiao said with a reconciled look: "What should I do? Just let her go? But if the son is like this, it would be too uneconomical, right!"
Wu Zheng smiled slightly and said, "Isn't this old man saying that our wine makes him feel younger? If this is the case, then we might as well let him do something young people should do."
"What young people should do, what is it?"
Wu Zheng smiled mysteriously, and said: "Tell someone to set up the carriage. Tonight I will take my young uncle with a sword to visit the brothel."
"Go to the brothel?" Xiao Qiao looked at Wu Zheng in amazement.
"That's right! This is what a bloody man should do! Maybe the old tree will send a new branch, and this guy will give Wu again... (End of this chapter)