Chapter 3098: Specialty wine

Some people are worthy of making friends, and some people are only suitable as partners-partners of interest.
At this point, Xilan is more suitable for the former, Heloise and others are more suitable for the latter, and the Blue Witch is suitable for being a wife. As for Tuo Tuo, a little milky dog ​​who only has milk and can only As a half pet.
What is a half pet?
Wang Xingren is a whole pet. Its life trajectory is mainly divided into two parts. One is the physical need, which refers to eating and drinking to mate, and the other is the psychological need, which refers to the loyalty to the king and protects the lord. , The dog is not too poor.
Tuo Tuo, it does not have psychological needs, but only respects physical needs, so it can be regarded as half a pet at most.
In addition, it's okay to regard the Blue Witch as a pet.
This woman is a bit like a lazy cat, especially in terms of eating and changing temperament.
But one thing she is more stable than the cat is that she is lazier.
Regarding this point, I can accept it with pleasure.
The main reason is not that I am too forgiving, nor that I am lazier than her, but my fiancee, Barbara, is similar to her in terms of laziness.
Since I can stand the lazy Barbara, naturally I can stand the lazy blue witch.
The only difference is probably in the size of the share in the heart.
But the weight of things depends on accumulation and getting along, and the tacit understanding of understanding, these are all cultivated slowly, and can't be anxious.
The maximum speed of the locomotive situation is constant. If the speed is exceeded, the locomotive will disintegrate. It looks like a model airplane with important parts removed and dropped on the cold marble floor with a crash and shattered to the ground.
The scene was quite shocking, but after the shock, the Blue Witch and Tuotuo and I had to walk to the next town, and it was very likely that there would be a terrible scene where we played, wherever we went.
After all, we are all foodies, and the food is in the trunk.
If the locomotive is scrapped, what else can be done besides eating grass?
Speaking of eating grass, I feel quite touched. I remember that before I became an adventurer and was not taken in by the proprietress, I was poor and hungry, and because of the birds and predators in the forest, I didn’t dare to enter the forest without authorization. I can only sway around, swaying around, I'm even hungry.
This person, once he is hungry, he can't care about anything.
At that time, I saw flowers and grass and grass, and finally survived.
For a period of time after that, I ate flowers and grass and bark, and I even categorized the bark of the flowers and plants, the one that was delicious, the one that tasted ordinary, and the one that was not tasty. , The toxic category, the highly toxic category.
In fact, the so-called toxic and highly toxic are not accurate, and the conclusion is based on the intensity of the reaction in the stomach after eating.
But my stomach is not so accurate, because some are not highly toxic, but the herbs that are responsible for excretion are likely to be listed as highly toxic by me. It is really too violent.
And some weeds may be really poisonous, but because I have nothing to do after eating them, I will be classified as non-toxic.
Perhaps, my physique immune to toxins has emerged since then, because after the proprietress took me in, I was fortunate to borrow a lot of plant-related books from the library management, and accurately found a lot of poisonous, but I ate it. There is no poison in the fart.
This is my long experience of eating grass. Now I think about it, and I miss it a bit, but if I want to try it again, I will never be willing.
Many things are just enough, but too much is too late.
The locomotive was still driving steadily, with only two bumps in the middle, hitting two raised stones one after another.
However, it was only these two bumps that the Blue Witch was hit.
This girl was eating a lollipop, and suddenly there was a bump, and the lollipop hit her teeth mercilessly, and it hurt her for a long time.
In the second bump, she just picked up the cup and drank milk, and then she spilled all over. Although her face was irritated and trembling with anger, she had to say that the blue witch sprinkled with milk was quite tempting.
It’s impossible to get off the bus and change clothes. There are a lot of towels but no spare clothes.
But I forgot to prepare, but the distance between the two towns is only one day, only one day. There is no need to change clothes. When you get to the town, you can take a bath before changing.
I just didn't expect that such a thing would happen on the road.
Because of this, the Blue Witch was unhappy, neither eating nor drinking, bulging her cheeks, staring at both eyes and staring forward.
I thought she was helping me find the way. Unexpectedly, when she was about to pass the third block, she actually rolled down the window and spit heavily.
Hey, this girl, kind of grudges.
However, the blue witch who had spit on her face obviously improved and she seemed to let out a bad breath.
I really want to grab her cheek and scold her: "You can compete with a rock, you are so capable."
But I was worried that the blue witch would not die with me because of this, thinking about it, had to do it.
After a few more hours, we reached the next town safely.
The locomotive still has to stop outside the city, mainly because there is no place inside the city.
Parked the locomotive outside the city gate on the other side, we got off the car, packed lightly, and entered the town.
This place is also as chaotic as the first town. The adventurers seem to have taken gunpowder, and all sorts of confuses, stunned with blood and flesh, corpses all over the place, and stunned people.
Fortunately, the food that these adventurers in the town ate is taken from countless large and small villages. If you rely on this group of adventurers to cultivate by themselves, you can just follow this style of play, without waiting for the difference in strength. Well, Quanteme starved to death.
In other words, the grain that the apostles ate was also collected from the hands of those in the devil world, and the special wine that the apostles drank was all obtained from these grains.
If it hadn't been for the support of the farmers in the Demon Realm, they would still be pretty good, and they would have gone down to the fields to farm.
I couldn't help but meditate maliciously.
While chanting, I was thinking about the apostle’s special wine.
According to Xilan, the apostle’s wine is a rare treasure, and it is extremely difficult for anyone to buy it except for the apostle.
The taste, as long as one sip, will be unforgettable for a lifetime.
When he said this, Xilan didn't forget to smash it, as if he had drunk it.
I did run against him with these words.
Xilan nodded calmly and said: "I did drink it, but I only drank a few cups."
I was very curious, so I asked when Xilan drank the wine.
Anyway, I don’t believe that the apostle would kindly invite him to drink.
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