Chapter 65: Qianjun brewed!

At this moment, Chu Jingyue's alluring aura of the big oiran, who was so beautiful, had disappeared, and only panic remained in her eyes, and she only hoped that Chen Xinglie could really open the door and spare him this time.
As for resistance?
Even Zhao Yumeng could only intercede in front of Chen Xinglie and kindly persuade each other. In Chu Jingyue's view, this means that Chen Xinglie's strength must be higher than that of Zhao Yumeng. Otherwise, with the lonely and arrogant disposition of Senior Sister Yumeng, it would never be possible to beg others in a low voice!
Escape?
This place is Feiyun Tower, not Feihongzong's Qianzhang cliff. After jumping down, he fell on the street of Donggang, and the Black Duck of Battle Beast was not by his side...
Conditions are not allowed!
Chu Jingyue stood respectfully, maintaining a posture waiting to be heard.
Chen Xinglie looked at the true disciple of Tu Shanzong in front of him, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and unexpectedly raised his hands and applauded.
Bang bang ......
Chu Jingyue was stunned.
"The song and dance performance just now was very good."
Chen Xinglie graciously expressed his approval, and then asked, "Excuse me, Chu Jingyue, what are your dreams?"
This question made everyone confused.
However, no one thinks what Chen Xinglie said is wrong. After all, the people in the magic way have always been elusive, especially the big demon, whose behavior is even more treacherous and difficult to understand. Where can I use common sense to speculate?
"dream……"
Chu Jingyue was asked, and she didn't know how to answer.
Chen Xinglie asked calmly: "Tonight, your dream is to murder this seat?"
"No...it's not." Chu Jingyue trembled with fright, and hurriedly shook her head to deny.
Chen Xinglie picked up the wine glass, gently shook the drink in the glass, and sighed: "Before, this seat has been thinking about what kind of death can I give you to make this seat happy. Now, your senior sister has interceded for you. , This seat is very compassionate, and I will give you a chance to explain it. If this seat is happy to hear, it’s okay to spare your life.

Chu Jingyue would not know how to answer for a while.
Zhao Yumeng didn't speak either. She asked Chen Xinglie for affection earlier, only thinking that Chu Jingyue had a fellowship with him. As for whether Chen Xinglie was going to kill Chu Jingyue or spare her on the net, Zhao Yumeng no longer wanted to intervene.
Li Qinglian stood silently, feeling that the big demon's words and deeds, every move, were completely different from those she had known before, and there was a distinctive freshness everywhere...
Only Master Feiyu seemed to feel a little heavy, and looked at Zhao Yumeng from time to time.
Before he knew it, Shi Feiyu's free and easy eyes had changed. It was no longer the same as before, his eyes were indifferent, and he was indifferent to anything. Now he has a bit more fighting spirit...
"I..." Chu Jingyue said hesitantly: "I want to seduce Master Chen first, and then... seduce Master Master again, so that you two will be jealous and fight hard... in this way, Sister Qinglian will know that you are just a scumbag... scumbag, it's not worth her to pay for you wholeheartedly..."
Chen Xinglie asked calmly, "What else?"
Chu Jingyue shook her head and said, "No more."
"Ha ha."
Chen Xinglie jokingly smiled and asked, "Do you think that with your present dress, you can make me jealous with Feiyu. You can't help but value yourself too much. I think your plan tonight should be more than that? "
Chu Jingyue shook her head and said, "No, really no more."
Chen Xinglie shook his head, reached into his sleeve, slowly pulled out the hilt of the big sword, and sighed, "You joke, it's not funny at all, I'm not happy."
"Don't! Don't... there's more!" Chu Jingyue was so scared that Huarong was pale, her voice trembled, and said: "I also brought a bottle of Qianjun Brew..."
As soon as these words came out, Shi Feiyu's expression changed in shock.
Qianjun brewed!
This thing is a kind of medicine. When it is used, it is usually added to wine.
In the great empire, Qianjun Brew is very famous, not because of how precious this kind of thing is, but because of its strong medicinal properties and poor reputation. It is so notorious that everyone knows it.
Even ascetic monks who have practiced asceticism for a lifetime, or the old Taoist priests of the Qingxiu life, as long as they eat Qianjunzheng, they can’t control themselves. They just want to go to the brothel and do a lot...
A pound of thousands of military brews is enough to make thousands of troops out of control!
This is simply a must-have medicine for the flower picker to travel at home!
The woman ate it, and it worked!
If Shi Feiyu drank wine with Qianjun Niu, he would definitely not be jealous with Chen Xinglie, he would definitely be jealous with Chu Jingyue...
Om...
A stern blast of knives appeared in Master Feiyu's palm.
Sister Feiyu is angry!
Chu Jingyue was worried that Chen Xinglie would also have murderous thoughts, and quickly explained: "I...I haven't poisoned..."
Chen Xinglie put away the big sword, looked at it with the wine glass, and said, "This joke sounds good."
Chu Jingyue breathed a sigh of relief.
Chen Xinglie raised his eyes and asked, "Where is Qianjun Brew?"
Chu Jingyue quickly handed over a small jade bottle.
Chen Xinglie opened the cork, dripped a few drops into the glass, added some special effects to the wine, and said lightly: "For your senior sister's sake, I will spare your life for the time being. The grievances between you and me are wiped out. How ?"
"Good... good." Chu Jingyue stared at the wine glass, her eyes trembling.
"Tonight, if you come to a banquet, if you don't even have a glass of wine, wouldn't the world be jokes that I don't understand how to treat guests after this matter?" Chen Xinglie picked up the wine glass, handed it to Chu Jingyue, and said leisurely : "Come on, finish this glass of wine."
Chu Jingyue shook her head repeatedly, only to feel her scalp numb.
Special effects are added to the wine, how dare she drink it.
"Could it be that you look down on this seat?"
Chen Xinglie's eyes sank, and he said coldly, "Don't you dare to show your face?"
"Don't dare! Don't dare!" Chu Jingyue's face was pale, but she had to put down her pipa, picked up the glass of wine with special effects, and drank it all in one fell swoop, but she had nothing to do with Chen Xinglie.
She stomped her feet with anger and turned to leave.
"slow!"
Chen Xinglie pointed to the pipa placed aside, and said, "Your talent, I like it very much. Come on again, and then leave after singing."
Chu Jingyue was very angry. She understood that Chen Xinglie was deliberately delaying time. He was willing to let her go until the toxic attack occurred, but she did not dare to resist. She could only play the pipa and sang a sad song. Small song.
Chen Xinglie knocked on the table and said, "Have a different time!"
Chu Jingyue let out a long sigh, changed to a small song, made music in hardship, and sang happy songs in the saddest mood.
The singing is cheerful.
The Feiyun Tower was filled with a happy atmosphere.
Happy time is always short.
Not long.
There was a crunching sound from the ladder.
The master of Shanhai Business League, here comes.
There were also more than ten sergeants in armor, surrounded by the mighty middle-aged generals with crescent halberds.
These two are both celebrities.
The elder Keqing of Shanhai Business League, Guan Shanyuan.
The Great King Empire Xifeng Army, commander of a hundred thousand elite army, Zhangkong Wuji.