v2 Chapter 1811： in the same boat (1/2)

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That hate in Huode's heart!

The hate of the teeth is itchy, and even kills Gu Qingfeng's heart. !

Once in the Xuantian Ship, three 10,000-year-old Zhu Guo ancient breeze did not leave one, and now there is one drop of **** impermanence wine.

This kid's cheap is not even a little bit!

Damn it!

Huode's straight scolding mother could be hindered by Weiyang Mo Emperor Ren Tianxing's presence. He was not good and did not dare to say anything.

”Cheer up! Cheer up! It's his mother's cheering !!!”

In one breath, after drinking alcohol, the ancient breeze that is drinking is full of black smoke.

This black smoke is not the other. It is the special aroma of Hell's impermanence wine, which is emerging from the various holes of the physical body of the ancient Qingfeng. It looks very evil.

moment.

Gu Qingfeng hit a full, wiped his mouth with his sleeve, and said, ”Fuck! It's been so long since I haven't drunk for a long time. Hell impermanence is indeed **** impermanence. Drinking is really refreshing!”

Since the end of the ancient times, after the ancient breeze disappeared and reborn, most of the world ’s fine wines have been drinking. For ordinary people, they may be called fine wines, but for the ancient breeze, it is almost the same as boiling water, especially this. After the rebirth of the second silence, the flesh was rotten, and all the wine was drunk, and there was no taste. The strongest spirits in his stomach were as colorless and tasteless as boiling water.

This makes Gu Qingfeng very unhappy.

Fortunately, when I met Ren Tianxing, I was fortunate enough to drink a **** of impermanence, which is more or less a wine feeling.

”My brother.”

Gu Qingfeng sat down again, turned the empty wine jar aside, looked at Ren Tianxing, and said, ”If you remember correctly, just now you seem to say that there is enough tube to hold and hold it today. Still count? ”

”Ren Mou always has a good word. Since he says he is full, he won't break his word.”

I saw Ren Tianxing lifted his hand and fluttered. At the moment, a lot of fine wine piled up in the eyes of Gu Qingfeng. Good guy, there were hundreds of altars, and every sigh was impermanence.

Looking at this scene, not only Huo De was dumbfounded, but even Gu Qingfeng, an omnipotent Emperor Jiuyou, was there as shocked as a ghost.

Others may not know it, but he knows clearly that Hell Impermanence is made from tens of thousands of devil flowers, Taiyin ancient springs, etc., and then brewed with the fire of **** for tens of thousands of years. It can be said that it is more precious and more Precious. Throughout the world, there are not many masters who know how to refine the impermanence of hell. The most important thing is that **** is not accessible to anyone who wants to enter, and it may not be possible to get in.

Although Gu Qingfeng said that he was addicted to drinking, he did n’t know much about brewing wine. He could drink **** impermanence at that time, relying on pits to cheat and burn and rob, and he knew that Ren Tianxing was a demon despite being a demon. However, Ren Tianxing would never do it, such as grabbing and drinking. To be precise, he would disdain to do it, not to mention his knowledge of Ren Tianxing, which is not very interested in the stuff of wine.

”Where did your kid get so many hellless wines?”

”Pick it.”

”What? What? Pick it up? I'm going!” Gu Qingfeng almost suspected that he had heard it wrong, and said, ”Is there such a good thing? Where did you pick it up? You asked me to pick it up?”

”Picked up in a revitalized ancient cave house, it should be accurately presented to Renmou by an old senior.”

”real or fake?”

”Really.”

If Ren Tianxing said it was true, then it must be true.

”Fuck, why can't you do such a good thing?”

Gu Qingfeng was quite depressed, and even some envy Ren Tianxing had such good luck. In order to vent his unhappiness, he drank two **** impermanence wines continuously until he drank five altars violently, then he ceased, and his inner depression disappeared.