Chapter 6561: Wine is not drunk, people are drunk

I don't know what Changlin did before, and when Ye Qian looked at Chang Lin's storage ring, there was always the illusion that Chang Lin was just bankrupt.
The 800 million high-ranking Lingshi gave his future big housekeeper the fifth law of one billion, gave Wu Liang three hundred million, and Ye Qian himself had four hundred million, which is also a return to the net worth, not to mention the massive amount. The treasures are not treated, they seem to be affluent, but they are all imaginary. With Ye Qian’s current cultivation, you can buy a high-end Tiandi Dibao with two or three million high-level Lingshi. If it is not a Star Temple, it will appear in time. He can not be harmed by this point of view. The seven peaks are all two numbers. After all, Ye Qian is the body of the source of the law. He can eat resources and can eat Ye Qiansheng.
Xingsu Tiangong gave the seven masters of alchemy to the high-end resources of the mid-to-late period. Ye Qian had already seen it. It was given by the normal cultivator. For Ye Qian, it is not enough. There is no other resource for improvement, so it has been useless.
"I always feel that something has not been done?" Ye Qian tried hard to remember, and finally understood.
Since Zhang Chu left his expression and left, Ye Qian always felt that something had not been done. Now I want to come. Blue Moon and Zhao Congwen have lived in Peach Blossom for more than a month. Although Ye Qian has already thanked Zhang Chudao, In terms of reason, Zhang Chu is just the general manager. This thank you should say to the owner of the peach blossom.
Not to mention, the owner of Taohuaju, Tushan Honghong, in Ye Qian’s opinion, is a very special friend. This time, I should check it out.
"Should you send a hand letter or something?" Ye Qian turned his storage ring, as if there was nothing for a woman. Forehead, if you want to use this bottle of emperor as a gift, Tushan Red is not a three-tailed fox. Oh, just use it, but I think that Tushanhonghong is the big demon who peeks at the eight-fold situation. It should not be missing the emperor's stream. I will send the emperor that I bought from Taohuaju as a gift and send it back. I think it’s all brain damage.
Do you want to send alcohol? Ye Qian thought of one night, Tushanhonghong asked him to thirsty a good wine, it should be a good drinker, no, a beast.
It’s just that Ye Qian’s seized spoils have some good drinks.
The most famous one is the Feixian wine found in the storage ring of Fei Xuejiao inner door elder Wang Xuesong. It is brewed with all kinds of precious high-grade heavenly treasures. It is said that the five hundred years are even more glimpsed. Can not resist the power, Ye Qian found a whole three altar.
An altar should be enough! Ye Qian has a bit of pain, he has a lot of hobbies, and there are only a few kinds of wine. He is also a bit sad about this good wine, but he thinks that the two altars that Tushan Honghong took out made him drunk and a good wine. On the scene of an altar, it is definitely not good to see. Ye Qian still decided to take the two altars. Well, it is best to drink an altar on the spot and find some losses.
Drinking is of course a more atmospheric drink at night. I have to say that Ye Qian can really have no face and no skin for drinking. He waited until the sun stone of the demon fairy city went out in the morning, and then went to the peach blossom house to see Tushanhonghong.
There was no change in the peach blossom house. The same was true of the small red building in Tushan. It was still quiet and clear. When Ye Qian saw the redness of Tushan, she saw that she still leaned against the window and looked at the bright moon in the midair.
I don't know why, at this moment, Ye Qian felt that it was like a place where time was stagnant. The last time it was Tushan Honghong was like this. This time, too, I don’t know that in the past seven hundred years, Tu Shanhong Every day of red is all this way.
"When the moon is empty, how can there be no wine!" Ye Qian did not hesitate, directly took the Feixian wine from the storage ring and threw it to Tushan Red and Red, while he himself jumped directly to the same as last time. Sitting on the eaves of the first floor of Tushan Red and Red, the back rested under the red window of Tushan, and took out a jar of wine.
"Eight hundred years of Feixian wine, it seems that I went to Xianxian, and the harvest is quite rich!" Tushan red and red will cover the mud seal, and the nose slightly to smell the diffused wine, revealing a smile. .
"Ah, eight hundred years..." Ye Qian felt so sad. He once spent decades in Fei Jijiao in Fang Jibo's original soul world, knowing that Feixian taught brewing Feixian wine. It’s already set up the year when it’s out, and it’s the red jar that has been in his hands for five hundred years. It’s purple for thousands of years, but he didn’t think that Wang Xuesong could actually be in the storage ring. I haven’t been drinking for more than three hundred years. I’m sick of neuropathy. Of course, it’s also possible that someone else honors him. Wang Xuesong didn’t have time to drink.
"How many years have you seen my altar?" Ye Qian quickly slammed the window and asked the wine on his hand to the window.
"It is also eight hundred years!" Tushan red and red sniffed.
"That, it’s too wasteful to drink!" Ye Qian’s heart was happy and painful, putting the wine back into the storage ring, and then taking out two wine glasses, heartbroken, a look that was very much for Tushanhonghong. Last time, our two altars were too wasteful. Would you like to drink slowly?"
Never seen such a brazen and shameless person! Tushan red and horrifiedly watched Ye Qian put the cup on the window, then took the jar from his own hands and filled the two cups.
"Come here! I haven't seen you for a long time, let's have a drink!" Ye Qian saw Tushan Red and a red face, and calmly put the wine glass in the hands of Tushan Red, and she made a cup, and squinted blood red. Drink the wine.
A scent spreads the whole body, Ye Qian hits a spirit, and then the whole person has a feeling of fluttering.
"Shameless!" Tu Shanhong red and white Ye Qian glanced, whispered a drink to the cup of wine, and in a flash, two red clouds appeared on the cheeks, and the eyes of the cold have become blurred.
"Good wine!" Tushan red red directly threw the wine glass, grabbed the wine jar from Ye Qian's hands, and poured a few mouthfuls directly on his head.
"Hey, the wine is not so drunk, big sister!" Ye Qian looked too distressed. Seeing Tushanhonghong almost killed the half altar and did not stop. He quickly pulled Tushan red arm and stopped Tushanhong. The red beating behavior, when someone else sends something, does not feel wasted.
"You are the big sister, called the sister!" Tu Shanhong red red face, his eyes faintly glaring at Ye Qiandao.
"..." Ye Qian is speechless, big sister, you are at least seven hundred years old, even if you are still young in the monster, but let yourself be twenty years old, um, twenty years old is still a teenager, ah, Absolutely count, call my sister, this product is really not ashamed.
"Come on, call my sister!" Tushan Honghong held the jar in one hand, grabbed Ye Qian's clothes, and pressed Ye Qian's forehead to his face.
"Sister!" Ye Qian struggled to struggle, and decisively recognized, the older sister, you are also drunk too fast, the style of painting has become not generally fast.
"Brother is good!" Tushan red and red drunk smiled and loosened Ye Qian's clothes, and also helped him flatten his pleats, flat and flat, Tushan red arms directly licking Ye Qian's neck, crazy and silly The two lines of tears rolled down directly. "Brother, you are back!"
What happened to this special! Big sister, don’t be so schizophrenic, the mood changes so fast, I really can’t accept it!
Ye Qian is not good for the whole person. He is not wearing Tushan Red. He is not pushing it. It is so sloppy that he looks at the sky with his neck and his hands are behind him. Drunk? In the future, if he drinks again with Tushan Red, he is brain-destroyed.
"Brother, don't go well!" Tushan red and red eyes blurred, his face was crying and laughing, his head was getting closer, his face was getting closer and his lips were getting closer and closer, and he thought he was in Ye Qian. When the evening was not guaranteed, Tushan's red head wiped Ye Qian's cheeks, put it on his shoulders, and squatted slightly, and his mouth vomited a squeaky sound.
"Tushan red red you admit the wrong person!" Ye Qianxin is a little stable, the knot is considered to be temporarily saved, in this case, let alone Tushan Honghong grows relatively ordinary, is more like a fairy, Ye Qian did not Take the risk of taking people, half-pushing interest.
"Brother, you are all known as gray and red, but you certainly don't know what it is like now. It's been more than 700 years. The little girl grew up, but it's beautiful, but it doesn't let others see it. "Hey!" Tushan red and red drunk and biting Ye Qian's ear, the fiery breath of Ye Qian hit a beggar.
It turned out that this is not the appearance of Tushanhonghong. It was very beautiful! Ye Qian was not surprised at all. He didn't mean to treat her as a friend when he painted the red face of Tushan.
"Want to see?" Tushan red and red hands put on the shoulders of Ye Qian, the two returned to the position of close-sighted, people smiled very sweet, like a fox who stole honey.
"I don't want to!" Ye Qian took a deep breath. He never had much confidence in his own fucking. Don't look at what he just thought was righteous. If the Tushan red and red are really like a fairy, he may not be able to Persevere to live.
Ye Qian thought of this, and did not give Tushan Honghong the opportunity to continue to drink alcohol. The mental power directly turned into a thorn, and it was tied into the red heart of Tushan. In an instant, the instinct was the same. Tushan Red was pressed by Ye Qian. In the palms of the shoulders, two thick and powerful spirits emerged. The source of the spiritual spirit in Ye Qian’s body resisted for a moment, and was directly broken up. A blood spit out, and Ye Qian flew out and fell into the small building. In the lake.
Tushan Honghong suddenly woke up, no confusion in his eyes, looking at his own hands, Tushan red red bowed his head and thought for a moment, a smile appeared in the corner of his mouth.
"Tushan red, your uncle, Laozi should take you on the plane!" Ye Qian rushed out of the lake with a look of anger, standing outside the small building, madly pointing at the Tushan red and red road, seeing pity He Ye Qian is not easy to do back to the righteous gentleman, especially if he is directly smashed, replaced by others, was painted by Tushan Honghong, not seriously injured and have to recuperate for a month, to know Tu Shanhong Red is a sneak peek at the eight-fold cultivation, even if a casual blow is not affordable for the average person.