The wooden boat was broken at the beginning, and the school flower begged to be on board for an inte

165 times Meng Fang, you don’t drink it as a wine bottle today

“How long until we reach the summit?”

Follow the prestige.

Only to see Su Lan leaning back in a rocking chair.

While sunbathing, Mizizi drank his own sake.

It’s just very moist.

The Night Candle Dragon, who was the leader of the Demon Sect, couldn’t help but show envy when he saw the scene in front of him.

Then.

He took a step forward and said softly, “According to this speed, we will be able to reach the Ascending Immortal Peak tomorrow morning.”

The sound is sonorous and powerful, and the sound is loud.

Between the words, it was full of great expectations.

Just because.

As long as they are the first to reach the peak of the Immortals before the Buddha’s house.

Then he can deploy.

So.

When the Buddhist disciples come, they will strike at them with a devastating blow.

Su Lan heard that and nodded.

“Tomorrow morning, that’s not too far away.”

Said.

He lifted his glass and took a sip.

And then.

Reached out and pointed to an empty position next to it.

“Don’t be stunned, accompany me to drink and talk about interesting things in this endless sea.”

The words came out.

The Night Candle Dragon smiled, rubbed his hands, and was no longer polite.

And then.

Wrist shakes.

A four-cornered square statue suddenly appeared in his hand.

This square zun.

It was he who salvaged it from a warship.

Although there is no great effect.

However, as long as the cracked wine is placed, it will emit a strong wine smell, which will make people obsessive1 and addictive.

Except for this Fangzun.

And of course there is also a delicate jade pot.

Then.

He slowly walked over to Su Run’s side and smiled lightly, “Daoyou, then I won’t be polite with you, and ask you for a glass of fine wine.”

Said.

With both hands, he held the four-cornered square figure and placed it in front of Su Run’s body.

With Su Lan’s character, how could he refuse?

So.

A big wave of the hand.

Crash…..

The fine wine brewed with the god Ding turned into a small column of water and fell straight into the four corners of the square.

In a flash.

The aroma of wine is pervasive.

It made people sniff lightly.

It can be described as a fairy spirit.

The Night Candle Dragon only took a sip.

In an instant, the demonic qi in the body seemed to be ignited by a fiery flame in an instant.

Rumble……

In the blink of an eye.

The magic qi runs every week.

What struck him.

Just for a moment.

The dark disease in his body actually had a hint of recovery.

At the moment of awareness of this.

The mood is uplifting.

Then, without hesitation, he raised his glass again, ‘grunted’, and drank it all.

Rumble…… In a flash.

There was a sudden sound of sound waves in the body.

In this moment.

The body is translucent.

It’s like a god.

When he reacted, he quickly turned to look at Su Lan and asked in shock, “You….. What the hell are you making this from? This…… It’s just horrible’.

Between the words, there was already some stuttering.

Even, the body trembled involuntarily.

Just because.

With this sip of wine alone, it is possible to completely recover his dark disease.

To this.

Su Run laughed playfully, “What? Still want?”

For the night candle dragon questions, and the bed directly answered.

This is simply unanswerable.

In fact.

The raw materials used to make his sake are all fairy-grade fruits.

Then through the cultivation of the gods, fermentation.

How can it not be against the heavens?

And the immortal-level fruit may be a dream for ordinary people.

But for him, it was an ordinary thing.

As long as the spirit can be salvaged, it will be given to the crew.

That’s it.

100,000 times back.

Immortal Grade Fruit, isn’t it handy?

If you can go to the forbidden area and salvage the Holy Grade Spirit Treasure, or the Immortal Grade Fruit, then you can do so.

He may get god-level fruit.

Wouldn’t it be possible to make a god-like wine?

Presently.

On the warship, there is a shortage of a winemaker with super powers.

As his voice fell.

The Night Candle Dragon nodded its head like a chicken pecking at rice.

Then.

He licked his cheeky skin and hurriedly lifted up the four-cornered square statue.

“Thank you very much for the fulfillment of Su Lan Daoyou.”

Obviously.

This is begging for drinks again.

To this.

Su Run is also not stingy.

Snap your fingers slightly.

Sou……

A column of water condensed from spirits falls straight into the four corners.

Then.

The Night Candle Dragon thanked him.

Then, drink it all.

The majestic spirit suddenly swept through his whole body.

It makes him feel good.

Comfortable.

Well? But just then.

On the deck, there was a sudden sound of surprise.

I saw Win Yan slowly walk over.

With each step, the breath emanated, and the cold night candle dragon was terrified.

It was like a heavy hammer, pounding his heart, faintly painful.

Merely.

Win Yan’s eyes looked at Fang Zun in the hands of the Night Candle Dragon, and the corners of his mouth outlined a look that seemed to be smiling.

Until he came to Su Lan’s side, he glanced at Fang Zun and asked in surprise, “Do you drink with this?”

The words came out.

Su Run also heard the sound of the strings.

But.

He did not continue to inquire, but sipped the wine alone.

On the contrary, it was the Night Candle Dragon, who suddenly heard this and did not dare to hide anything.

Instead, he nodded hurriedly.

“Yes, senior, what’s wrong?” Is there anything wrong with that?”

Between the words, full of puzzlement.

Especially.

He also looked down at Fang Zun, and a look of doubt appeared in his eyes.

To this.

Win Yan did not answer this question directly.

Instead, he asked, “When you got this Fangzun, was there still a night pot?”

The voice dropped.

The Night Candle Dragon’s eyes shone with essence, nodding its head like a chicken pecking rice.

“Yes, senior, do you know the origin?”

Win Yan heard the words, there was no chuckle.

“I kind of know to put it.”

“I also ask my seniors for advice.”

The Night Candle Dragon hurriedly said.

Forehead……

Next second.

Win was stunned.

Under the original unique beauty, it exudes a strange color.

“Forget it, you’d better not know, or you’ll regret it.”

This is true.

It is better not to say it.

In this moment.

When the Night Candle Dragon heard this, his heart was even more curious.

Then.

With a determined look, he said word by word, “Please also ask the seniors to inform me that I will definitely not regret it.”

Su Lan, who was beside him, heard this.

Curiosity also arose in my heart.

Then, slowly opening his mouth, he suggested, “Since he wants to know, then you can just say it, and I will listen to what he can regret.”

In this moment.

Su Lan spoke.

Win Yan also stopped persuading.

Instead, he groaned for a moment and said bluntly, “Actually, this is not a wine bottle for drinking, but a night pot for the strong.”

“And that Fang Zun is the spittoon of the nobleman’s son.”

Poof…

The Night Candle Dragon, who was originally drinking fine wine, suddenly heard this county.

Suddenly stunned.

And then.

I didn’t hold back for a moment, trying to squirt out the wine in my mouth.

Think about it.

This wine is so precious, I can’t help but spit it out.

So.

After learning that this is the spittoon of Fang Zun, he endured the nausea in his heart and swallowed it hard: