C5 (2/2)

How do you feel?” asked the little monkey anxiously. ”How do you feel?

Duan Hong pursed his lips and said, ”Other than being a little greasy, a little spicy, and a little sweet, there doesn't seem to be anything special about it —”

As soon as he finished speaking, his internal organs felt as if they were on fire. All the hairs on his body stood up, his heart was beating crazily, and his originally pitch black eyes turned red. His body began to tremble uncontrollably.

Second Master, you — what exactly did you add here?” What? I'm so excited right now, so excited.

Duan Hong's body was like a balloon as he rushed in.

Deadgrass's excited expression was even more exaggerated than Duan Hong's as he danced with joy. ”Success, success, hahaha.

Duan Hong said coldly, ”Second Master, if your wine cellar is not destroyed like last time, tell me quickly what should we do now? I can't seem to control all the strength in my body. ”

In the blink of an eye, he had returned with a push iron chain. Without saying a word, he bound Duan Hong's body with it, and while he was still worried, he took out a cow tendon rope that was as thick as an arm, and wrapped it up into a dumpling for Duan Hong.

< p > Despicable and shameless!

He was simply an animal!

Duan Hong said hatefully in his heart. If it were four years ago, he definitely wouldn't have dared to think like this. After getting along with him for so long, and adding to that, he would always be the one who was tricked.

The three teachers became more and more shameless. Every time some withered grass was brewed into a new wine, Duan Hong would test it out on them. In the past, they would at most drink it and pull it out for a few days.

Duan Hong regretted saying it out loud, and just directly smashed his wine cellar down. There was no need to say anymore, in the end, he was the one who got the worst of it!

Withered Grass sat on Duan Hong's body with a victorious look on his face as he held the wine jar and gulped down a few mouthfuls.

Comprehending the wine,” he said. ”It's a good thing you reminded me. In fact, I've taught you the Lotus Codex, so I can convert this energy into Qi and let it sink into your dantian. It'll be fine after a while.

Duan Hong's face was currently completely red, the black and red in his eyes had taken turns to change, and his mind was completely clear.

Yue Wumu had taken down Xiangyang City for the first time that year. He could be said to be a ferocious tiger, and every time he appeared on the battlefield, he would drink a bowl of this kind of wine. He was like a tiger or lion in the battlefield.

Duan Hong mouthed the Lotus Codex to himself and tried to keep his mind as calm as possible.

Deadgrass's face was filled with yearning, as if he had become Yue Wumu. He continued, ”If every warrior had drunk this divine wine back then, why would they fear a golden soldier? It was just that the supplies were scarce and the traitor was in charge. Yue Wumu wrote down his name for the last time: Earth and Dust, Cloud and Moon of the Eight Thousand Li Path. Don't be idle. Your hair is white. Just what kind of boldness is this, what kind of magnanimity is this!? ”

Duan Hong knew that this poem was extremely popular. When Wu Mu wrote it, he was already past the age of ten, but what did it have to do with alcohol?

When Wu Mu died, all that was left was a bowl of turbid wine. A bowl of turbid wine that smelled so good!

He smashed the wine jar to pieces and turned around, grabbing Duan Hong with both of his hands as he looked him in the eye.

”If I didn't have a disciple like you, I don't think I would have brewed this Wu Mu wine.

Duan Hong felt that his body was really like what the withered grass had said. As long as you try your best to control it, you would be able to recover back to normal soon, at least without the swelling feeling just now. He said: ”Second Master, based on your words, this Wu Mu Wine seems to be specially made for this disciple?”

Naturally. Do you think there are a lot of people who possess such a ruthless aura?” he thought to himself.

This Wumu Divine Wine might really be able to help you.

Duan Hong lied on the ground and suddenly felt the ground shake. He was secretly happy and immediately shouted: ”Third Master, Third Master! Second Master is going to torture this disciple! ”

Deadgrass was frightened to the point of trembling. He extended his hand to touch Duan Hong's mouth and whispered, ”You stinking brat, how dare you call an old man.” ”Be careful, I'll poke you with a bottle —

< p > ”Pa!”

The ten-centimeter thick wooden door of the wine cellar was kicked into smithereens, and a short, fat man came in bare-chested, swinging the fat on his body.

This person had a wooden spoon in his hand and a black metal buddhist pearl hanging from his neck. He looked like Chen Pi, but his face was full of murderous intent.

Just as he walked past the wine cellar, Duan Hong immediately sensed his thick and heavy body and shouted loudly.

In addition to the musk that Duan Hong gave him, he was feeling happy when he saw that his body was covered with a spiderweb. He immediately became angry.

While speaking, Withered Root took a big spoon and poked at the dead grass.

Deadgrass immediately stood up and hid the bottle of Wumu Shen Wine in his arms. ”Let's go!” he shouted. Who let you in? Let's go!

The dried up roots untied the ropes on Duan Hong's body.

Duan Hong said: ”Third Master, what new Wumu Divine Wine did Second Master get? The smell is really good, it's just that he just hid it, that old brat wants to take it for himself!”

< p > ”Hm?”

Just a moment ago, he was only thinking about Duan Hong, and didn't notice that the air was indeed filled with a strange fragrance.

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