Yang Chen's series of affectations had already made the appetite of the wine immortal high. How could he still remember the bet? There was nothing else in front of him except this glass of wine.
When he smelled the wine, the wine immortal already knew that he had lost in a mess. In this world, there was really such a good wine. Just the smell of the wine could make some of the shallow guys drunk.
However, the wine was in front of him, smelling the smell, where could the wine immortal be reserved. He grabbed the small jade cup and looked at the amount that was not enough for a sip. He couldn't help but be reluctant.
He put it under his nose and sniffed it for a while, enjoying the rare taste. The wine immortal finally couldn't bear it anymore. He took the wine cup and sent it to his mouth, looked up, and poured it all into his mouth.
He immediately felt the most delicious stimulation on the tip of his tongue. It was just a small amount of wine, and it was just enough to moisten his tongue. After tasting it in the mouth for a long time, the wine immortal reluctantly swallowed it into the abdomen.
A burning feeling passed directly from the mouth to the soles of the feet and rushed back to the top of the head, and then it was replaced by a cool feeling. Between the cool and the hot, the whole body's spiritual power seemed to be burning, the pores naturally opened, and a burst of wine gushed out. Then, under the control of the wine immortal, it quickly drilled back into the pores.
The wine immortal senior could no longer maintain the posture of sitting upright. He closed his eyes and looked up to the sky. The kind of intoxication and enjoyment appeared in the eyes of the onlookers.
The people who lined up for the wine, one by one, stuck their heads out and kept sniffing. The sound of the sniffing at the scene did not stop, as if everyone wanted to suck up all the wine smell in the air.
"Another cup!" The wine immortal senior finally opened his eyes again and put the wine cup on the table, but he was not willing to let go. He still pinched it with two fingers and said to Yang Chen.
Yang Chen was not stingy, and poured a full cup for the wine immortal, looking at the wine immortal with a smile.
However, at this moment, the wine immortal had no interest in arguing with Yang Chen. This glass of wine was simply the Jade Nectar, which hooked all the wine worms buried deep in the body of the wine immortal. His throat seemed to have stretched out a small hand, constantly waving, wanting the wine immortal to pour this glass of wine into his mouth.
After a long time of deep intoxication, the wine immortal finally took another sip of this small glass of wine into his mouth. With this action of Jiu Xian, there was a sound of swallowing saliva on the scene, which directly shocked Sun Qingxue behind Yang Chen.
Sun Qingxue did not expect that a single drop of Yang Chen's wine would be so delicious. When she was young, her family was well-off and she drank a lot of good wine. Although he wasn't greedy for the wine in his cup, he could still tell if it was good or bad.
The smell of wine made several people hungry, but Sun Qingxue was standing so close, but she was fine. Obviously, her drinking capacity was not bad. But Sun Qingxue still couldn't imagine that there would be so many people swallowing saliva at the same time.
These were all the disciples of the Blue Cloud Sect. Their performance made Sun Qingxue very embarrassed. In front of Big Brother Yang, couldn't they show some face for the Blue Cloud Sect?
However, looking at the appearance of the wine immortal, who was a Yuanying stage senior, Sun Qingxue could not blame those disciples more. Such a wine was not a delicacy that should exist in the world!
After giving two cups to the wine immortal, Yang Chen did not intend to give it to the wine immortal anymore. He turned around and directly stuffed the wine pot into the small hand of Sun Qingxue: "Little Xue, keep it."
"Big Brother Yang, this is too expensive!" Sun Qingxue also knew the good and bad, understood the value of this pot of wine, and hurriedly refused.
"Oh, it's not a good thing, it's just distilled yeast." Where would Yang Chen let Sun Qingxue refuse, and directly forced it back: "Take it first to satisfy your appetite, and wait for the day to let you taste the distilled yeast with a specially brewed wine, that is the best delicacy."
These words made the people who listened around, including the wine immortal predecessor, all stunned. Such a good wine was actually not a good thing? But Yang Chen's words were very reasonable. The distilled yeast with water, of course, was not as good as the distilled yeast with a special wine. This was common sense.
This also meant that there was another more delicious wine. The eyes of the wine immortal predecessor had already lit up, staring at Yang Chen, as if staring at a peerless treasure. However, while looking at Yang Chen, he did not forget to follow the wine pot in the hands of Sun Qingxue from the corner of his eyes.
The special wine was of course wonderful, but wasn't there no such thing? At present, the only thing that could satisfy his appetite was the pot in the hands of Sun Qingxue. The wine immortal predecessor had begun to rack his brains to find a way to get the glass of wine in the hands of Sun Qingxue. Rob? As a predecessor, and also a guest of the Blue Cloud Sect, he could not do such a thing in the Blue Cloud Sect. It seemed that there was only one way to exchange things.
"Senior, this wine, how does it taste compared to the Qingyun Immortal school?" At this time, Yang Chen asked such a question again, and the time made the wine immortal immediately recall the kind of carefree feeling of two glasses of wine, and couldn't help but salivate.
He wanted to shake his head and not admit it, but the wine immortal looked at the wine pot in the hands of Sun Qingxue, and he couldn't say these words. In the end, he could only nod heavily: "I lost!"
The wine immortal was also a hoodlum, and directly threw his Qiankun bag on the table: "You see what you want, take it yourself!" Under his control, the mouth of the Qiankun bag had been opened, waiting for Yang Chen to choose himself. This was the bet, and under the eyes of the public, the wine immortal would never renege on it, not to mention that there was a pot of wine next to the wine immortal.
This bet was taken by Yang Chen, and there was no thought of politeness. He opened the Qiankun bag directly and began to check the things inside.
As a Yuanying stage predecessor, there were still a lot of good things in the Qiankun bag. However, those so-called advanced magic weapons, Yang Chen did not see any of them. Instead, a small thing that was thrown in the corner of the Qiankun bag by the wine immortal caught the attention of Yang Chen.
It was a wooden sign, very irregular in shape, with some crooked text-like patterns on it. The age was already very old. If there was no trace of spiritual power to protect it, it would have already decayed into what shape.
"This?" The wine immortal looked at Yang Chen and actually chose such a broken wooden sign. It was a little unexpected, and he couldn't help but ask: "Are you sure?"
"Of course!" Yang Chen replied affirmatively.
"Weird!" The wine immortal stared at Yang Chen strangely and said: "This is what the old man got by chance. No one knows what the patterns on it are. If you want it, you can take it!"
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