My brother is so stable

Really, we have made a big leap in retreat this time, and Master has to praise us a few words...

"Uh!"

Jiu Jiu looked down at his beloved little wine gourd and shook it lightly, but there was no sound of water in it.

Oops!

I drank all the wine before retreating, only to regain the feeling when I broke through the bottleneck, and entered the realm of enlightenment!

嘶

Taking a deep breath, Jiu Jiu didn't care about posing anymore, and hurriedly fell back to his attic, where there was a sound of rummaging through boxes...

Damn, how could I have stock!

There is no way to keep wine!

"Fifth brother!

help! "

Jiu Jiu rushed out of the attic and ran to Jiuwu's attic in a hurry, but from a distance, he saw that the formations around the Jiuwu's attic were fully opened, and there was a wooden sign saying 'I'm out on business' in front of the door.

"Oh!

Xiao Shou Shou!Can you advance your wages? "

Jiu Jiu quickly summoned the big gourd, and holding the big gourd, he soared into the sky, rushing in the direction of Little Qiongfeng;

Yukong's speed was as fast as a mirage of light, and he stunned a few fellow students passing by...

A moment later, Little Qiongfeng.

Ling'e, who was practicing quietly, suddenly heard the sound of heavy objects falling outside the thatched cottage;

Ling'e was immediately alert, her spiritual sense probed outwards, and Rou Ning grabbed a few porcelain bottles;

However, just as she was about to stand up to check, she found that the formation outside her hut had been forcibly broken through!

A gray shadow rushed directly into the door, swayed its feet, and fell to the ground, so frightened that Ling'e almost threw the porcelain bottle out of her hand...

No, this hateful scale, and the amazing elasticity that can bounce back the body...

"Little Master?

What’s wrong with you! "

Ling'e hurried forward, shouting anxiously.

Jiu Jiu was lying on the ground limply, and slowly turned his head, revealing...a dejected face like that of a mortal who is about to die of thirst in the desert...

Ling'e was so startled that she was at a loss for what to do.

"Little uncle, don't scare me! My brother just went to Potian Peak!"

"quick……"

With trembling lips, Jiu Jiu stretched out a hopeful little hand to Ling'e;

As if exhaling the last breath, with the last strength, brought out a word...

"liquor……"

Chapter 80 Yuan Ze: This matter will definitely be a success!

"what

Cool! "

Jiu Jiu, who had just passed 'ton ton ton', was lying on the low table with a red face, holding an empty flagon in his hand, and let out two soft sighs of comfort and satisfaction.

At the side, Ling'e was a little dumbfounded, and persuaded: "Master, you are too dependent on wine."

"Hey hey," Jiu Jiu sighed softly, "It's a good thing, you can't just throw it away!

If you lose it, you will lose your energy!

Little Ling'e, I haven't seen you for a few years, and she looks beautiful again.

Come, let the uncle take a look! "

"Uncle, the formation is broken, don't make trouble..."

Ling'e dodged lightly with a wry smile, the slightly drunk Jiu Jiu was not reckless, pinched Ling'e's face and lay back on her stomach.

For the little uncle, sitting is too tiring, and it is always better to lie on the stomach for comfort.

"Ling'e, what is your senior brother doing at Potian Peak?"

"Should have gone to the Daozang Hall, and it is estimated that he will return soon."

"Oh, Daozang Hall..."

Ling'e gathered her skirt, knelt gracefully by the side, and prepared a new pot of immortal drunk for Jiu Jiu.

Fortunately, the senior brother also left some drug in her place... Cough, the original liquor, otherwise Ling'e was really afraid that the little uncle would go crazy in the situation just now.

"Thank you, little Ling'e!

Hehe, Xiaoqiongfeng's people are nice, they speak nicely, and they have wine to drink. I really like it here. "

Jiu Jiu muttered: "When it comes to cultivating the Tao, everyone's Tao is different. Our Tao is wine, isn't that okay?"

Ling'e chuckled, "Of course it's possible."

Jiu Jiu raised the jug, poured the leftover wine to his mouth twice, smacked his lips, and licked it;

I was a little anxious to drink just now, but at this time sleepiness also surged up.

"Little Ling'e, let me borrow your bed..."

Before he finished speaking, Jiu Jiu had already carried his gourd to the bed, turned over and lay down, and fell asleep.

Ling'e smiled wryly, cleaned up the cups and plates on the table, and sat there again, stunned at the 'crime' of the little uncle...

Finally, with a faint sigh, he took the futon and went to meditate in front of the thatched cottage.

The formation outside the house was broken by Uncle Jiu Jiu;