C1023 Drinker (1/2)
Shen Longxuan was also interested, he had initially wanted to quietly cultivate in the City Lord's Mansion, to quickly increase the strength of his fleshly body, because his cultivation had already begun to reach a bottleneck, and he would not be able to break through it again in a short period of time.
Therefore, the increase in strength of the body was extremely important. Although the fourth stage of the Profound Dragon Transformation focused on speed, to be able to reach the maximum speed required a very high level of fitness.
Without a strong physical body, one would not have a strong explosive strength. Without an explosive strength, one would not be able to reach the limit of speed. Therefore, this level of cultivation was a combination of strength and speed.
Cultivating this kind of body would require a lot of resources. Although he had it with him, it was the foundation for rebuilding his sect in the future. If he couldn't move these things, he would be a pauper now.
Thus, City Lord's Mansion's resources became his first choice. Seeing how the Fatty Cat in front of him was full of food, he must definitely control a large amount of resources. If he wanted to snatch food from the cat's mouth, he had to make him submit.
Shen Longxuan ripped open the wine seal and immediately, the spirit-drunk alcohol's fragrance filled the entire house, Fatty Cat's nose twitched, smelling the fragrance, Fatty Cat's bones became soft, he gulped and gulped down saliva, but he immediately sobered up.
He then took out a jar of wine and said, ”Your wine is clearly more feminine. It is mellow enough, but it lacks masculinity. A man must drink a burning knife. It cuts into his throat like a knife and is extremely refreshing. That is what drinking is.”
Fatty Cat opened the wine seal, and suddenly a ball of flame shot out with a strong alcohol smell. The alcohol smell was not very fragrant, but people could not help but want to drink it.
Shen Longxuan could not help but secretly nod his head, ”As expected of the scalding knife, a man's wine!”
Fatty Cat was very pleased with himself when he heard this. He had won this round's test, and although Shen Longxuan was the mayor, he lost to him …
But before he could feel proud about it, Shen Longxuan said, ”But your wine is too single, it does not suit the taste of the masses. My spirit-drunk alcohol is thousands of times stronger than you.
The most valuable part of it is that no matter what type of wine you want to drink, as long as you want to drink, he will be the wine you want! ”
Fatty Cat's nose twitched, expressing his dissatisfaction, ”How can there be such a strong wine? If it's really like that, then this is divine wine. You might as well go sell it, then you will have everything!”
”You can try it if you don't believe me!” But if it's really like that, then you have to pay for the wine because we're not familiar with each other, so I can't treat you to such expensive wine! ”
Shen Longxuan's words almost made Fatty Cat fall to the ground.
”I don't believe it!”
The Fatty Cat saw that he was about to win, and was flipped over by Shen Longxuan, to get himself killed. However, his Liquor worm had flared up, so even if this liquor took his life, he still had to go drink it!
Fatty Cat picked up the wine jar and poured a bowl, he did not feel any changes, but when he drank it all, it was as if a flaming steel knife had pierced his throat, and from the tip of his throat to his stomach, it was boiling hot like a dragon.
It was so comfortable that even his pores were open, and even his soul felt waves of trembling. Awesome!
”Good wine!”
Fatty Cat, who was a Liquor worm, praised the dish from the bottom of his heart. After drinking the spirit-drunk alcohol and looking at his own burning knife, it was like heaven and earth.
”Wahahaha …” It really was a godly brew! Another bowl of Burning Cloud! ”
Dong, dong, dong …
Fatty Cat drained dozens of bowls consecutively before he finally stopped with an unsatisfied mood. The wine jar was dry!
”Am I wrong?” Shen Longxuan asked with a smile.
The Fatty Cat shrugged his nose and licked his lips, ”The City Lord's wine makes me understand that there is a heaven above the world, and your wine is divine. To be fortunate enough to drink it once, it is truly a blessing gained from generations of cultivation.
If City Lord has anything, just call me. If there's nothing else, I'll be taking my leave! ”
Fatty Cat finally regained his senses. The wine was a good wine, but when he thought back to the City Lord's words just now, who knew what kind of price he would have to pay to quickly flee.