Gao Wu: Letting you take pictures, you wholesale supernatural powers?

Within the inheritance of the Wine Saint.

Zheng Kexian held Kang Erdong's head between his legs.

"Twenty-eight points, let's count three-seven points."

"Hey, you kid still won't let go?"

"Fifty-five, it can't go any lower."

"Whatever you say, I helped you divert your attention."

"Otherwise, Wu Che might have brought someone in if he noticed something was wrong just now."

"Don't be dissatisfied."

"No matter how you wipe off the aura on these three stone tablets, I will feel it in person."

The suit button on his chest had completely collapsed.

This scene...is a complete beast in clothes.

When Zheng Kexian said [-] points, Kang Erdong almost agreed subconsciously, and then he thought of Su Yu.

At thirty-seven minutes, his heart moved and he thought of Su Yu again.

It’s fifty-fifty at the moment.

For some reason, Su Yu seemed to be saying in his mind that you should take care of yourself.

So Kang Erdong gritted his teeth and said, "Teacher Zheng, these three protective stone tablets can cover half of the resources."

"These three protective stone tablets are for you."

Kang Erdong looked heartbroken and reluctant.

Zheng Kexian saw this and felt his tooth hurt.

Why do I often see the shadow of Su Yu's brat in other people recently?

Those brats in the Halloween Forest, and this one in front of me.

At a glance, he looks exactly like Su Yu.

"What if I can help you completely erase Wu Che's induction?" He raised his eyebrows.

Kang Erdong was stunned for a moment.

Not to mention, the all-out blows of three eighth-grade and fourth-forged experts are very similar.

However, he thought of Su Yu's heroic appearance.

"Do you want money?"

Zheng Kexian paused as the words reached his lips.

His grandma, I really want to be violent! ! !

He took a deep breath and tried his best to remain a teacher.

"I am your teacher, how can I still collect money from you?"

Kang Erdong looked pitiful.

"Teacher, I am not from Sifang Martial Arts School. Our primary school is poor."

Zheng Kexian:? ? ?

"Gungun, give me the book inside."

"Go in and practice quickly."

"You can't even defeat your junior brother, so why are you bargaining here?"

"Okay~" Kang Er Dongma slipped away.

Zheng Kexian rubbed his eyes.

Damn it, the more he looks at it, the more he looks like that brat Su Yu.

......

time flies.

Nearly a month has passed for the outside world.

In front of the cabin.

The man in white robe is surrounded by a large wine jar.

Su Yu has a big wine jar in his hand.

The two of them had no idea how long they had been drinking.

Anyway, the good wine that the man in white robe brought out has been consumed by now.

Su Yu looked unsatisfied.

The man in white robe is somewhat doubtful about life.

"Isn't this kid really close to the Taoist body?"

"I have so much fairy wine that I can't get this kid drunk."

"Is it possible that after so many years as a wine sage, I finally had to rely on the alcohol in the world to get drunk?"

Muttering in his heart, he realized that Su Yu had his mind set on the purple gourd he wanted to sell.

He immediately waved his hand and said: "I am not a wine bottle!!!"

"Really? I don't believe it!" Su Yu was a little confused.

The man in white robe looked helpless.

After drinking for so many days, I don’t know how much wine this guy cheated me out with these words.

"I really didn't lie to you this time." He looked sincere.

Su Yu pursed his lips: "Okay, just pretend you didn't lie to me."

Man in white robe:? ? ?

"Come on, come on, watch it for me. Do you think there's any wine in this?"

The man in white robe stopped Su Yu, opened the purple gourd and stuffed it into his eyes.

"Hold it farther, hold it farther, you can't see clearly!" Su Yu shouted quickly.

"Can you see clearly now?"

"Tsk, there really isn't." Su Yu looked pityful.

"You don't use such a gourd to hold wine, but just hang it as a decoration?"

The man in white robe stopped talking.

The next second, Su Yu continued: "You don't need to hang it anyway. Why don't you give it to me and I'll pack some wine and take it back for Xiao Qinghuan to taste."

"Didn't you say that little girl can't drink?" said the man in white robe.

"Why are you so ignorant of flexibility? What kind of wine is this? This is wine brewed by the Wine Saint!"

"If you can't drink it, you still have to smell it!" Su Yu looked proud.

The man in white robe thought about it and nodded: "It does make some sense."

"However, this gourd is not a wine gourd."

"Just tell me if you can hold the wine!" Su Yu said immediately.

The man in white robe choked: "Okay, but..."

"You won't be reluctant to part with it, right?!" Su Yu said again.

"Give it, give it! Take it, take it!" The legendary wine master was furious!

"Don't say I'm reluctant to part with it. It's not easy to find someone who can drink after all these years."

"Take it, take it. My future disciples may not want this little gourd."

"But let's talk first!"

"When you get stronger, remember to come back and help me make wine."

Su Yu, who was holding the purple gourd, was stunned: "Huh? When did I promise you?"

The Wine Saint was angry again: "What did you say when you went up to the altar of wine? Have you forgotten now?"

Su Yu touched his chin and thought about it carefully.

"It seems to be the case."

"How much taller does it have to be?"

"Thirteenth grade is fine, it's not too high." The Wine Master said as if it was a trivial matter.

Su Yu hugged his shoulders.

He twisted the gourd with one hand without letting go, and slapped the wine master on the chest with the other.

"Little problem! I've been in six realms for half a year, and I'll be in seven realms soon!"

"Thirteenth grade, just give me another half year!"

The Wine Master raised his eyebrows and glanced at the young man whose face was flushed.

"Drunk."

"Who's drunk?! I haven't even gotten down yet!" Su Yu looked around.

The next second, there was a snap and he fell to the ground.

The Wine Saint wiped the cold sweat from his forehead: "I almost got drunk by that brat."

A wave of hands.

A jar of wine enters the purple gourd.

The starry river water like a breeze lifted Su Yu and floated to the outside world.

Along the way, the skull tempering, which had not progressed at all in the past month, began to increase crazily.

Su Yu had no idea and hugged the purple gourd tightly.

Talking about young men while drinking.

"Xiao Qinghuan, this wine is very sweet, but you can't drink too much."

"Ababa, I really can't drink anymore."

The Wine Saint watched Su Yu disappear, his drunkenness dissipated.

He slapped his forehead and was stunned.

"The gourd I prepared for my future disciples was just fooled away by this kid?"

"It's a mistake to drink!!!"

.......

the other side.

When Su Yu approached the mountain gate, he suddenly woke up.

The odor of alcohol dissipated, and the whole person felt refreshed.

"Oops, drinking made things worse!"

Thinking of the purpose of this trip, he shouted bad.

The realm has not improved, and it seems that the real spiritual wine has not been drunk.

In the end, I got such a broken gourd.

By the way, how did I get this broken gourd?

Su Yu looked at the purple gourd in his hand with a look of doubt on his life.

There seemed to be a missing memory in his mind.

Unconsciously walked out of the mountain gate.

Zheng Kexian, who had been waiting for a long time, saw him.

Just about to make a joke.

In the next second, his eyes widened and he was dumbfounded.

"No? What's going on with you?!!!"