I am omnipotent because of wine

"This is saved up for you by others. Doesn't your conscience hurt? Regardless of whether you feel pain or not, it is saved for you anyway, and you will give it to you." Hu Sanyao said from himself He took out jar after jar of wine from his space ring and stuffed them into Style's arms.

The style was very smooth, took one altar and stuffed it into his own space ring, and so on, and finally looked at the fox's shining pupils, and said solemnly, "Since you are so proactive in giving, I am too polite, it seems that it is not good. "

"Cut, Brother Feng, you are still so shameless." After all, after living for another thousand and 800 years, Hu Sanyao became a little more courageous, thinking that he should not easily let his style be beaten black and blue.

"To each other." Style accepted the compliment very bluntly.

Faced with the fox's desire to play with him, Style agreed quickly, and he was short-handed, so it didn't matter if he played with him.

It was Linglong and Fatty who were trembling.

If the two of them are strong in blood, then the fox is strong through his own cultivation. The latter is more pure than the former in strength. Their bloodlines cannot be compared, but their quality is comparable.

Linglong looked at Hu Sanyao very timidly.

Fatty is relatively calm. It doesn't matter who is strong or weak among these beasts. Anyway, the strongest among them will always be style.

Hugging his thigh, does it matter who is stronger and who is weaker?

Just be calm.

The style of returning to the camp faced everyone’s curious inquiries about where he had gone, and answered seriously, anyway, it’s not a big deal, Hu Sanyao can become a human being in the previous modern society, not to mention this A world with special powers.

"Let me introduce to you, this is Hu Sanyao, my friend." Style pointed at Hu Sanyao, who was half a body taller than him, with an obviously unhappy expression on his face.

And he doesn't feel bad about his small body of twelve or thirteen years old. Looking at his tender face and youthful appearance, the girls in the school like to make some snacks for him, and his style is not bad.

I feel that if I sell the food in exchange for my appearance, I will not eat it for nothing!

But no matter how good-looking Zhengtai is, he is still Zhengtai in the final analysis. He can only look at it, but can't really do it.

But adults are different.

Hu Sanyao successfully drew the attention of everyone in the camp, including the heroine and the teachers.

The big fox is still laughing foolishly, probably because he feels that he has gone back to the days when he wandered around with style thousands of years ago.

No, after breaking away from everyone's siege, the fox walked to Style, "Brother Feng, there are no vampires here. I haven't eaten roasted bats for a long time. Is there any delicious food you can recommend to me?"

The style unceremoniously betrayed Linglong, "This is a dragon, and I want to eat it very much. You can see that she should be an adult too. Her skin is rough and her flesh is thick, so she must have a good taste."

Linglong hugged her dragon egg and smiled wryly, "Don't be like this, my lords, dragon meat is not tasty, dragon meat is bitter, if you say you can eat dragon meat, it must be earth dragon, the dragon meat of earth dragon is very muscular , definitely tastes better than mine."

So can the two adults let me go?Don't look at me with covetous eyes and drooling expressions, okay?

Big Fatty chirped, "Actually, I really want to eat it too. When I was fighting with her before, I wanted to eat her eggs, but she refused to give them."

She couldn't beat Hu Sanyao, who had evolved into a nine-tailed sky fox, and she couldn't do the style of an elf, an unknown species, but Linglong felt that it was easy for her to bully Big Fatty, just two slaps.

Beat the head of the little chick so dizzy that stars appeared, "Old man, this is said to be an egg, but it is actually my son, but my son has not yet broken its shell. If you want to eat my son, you are not allowed to eat it with me." Got into a fight?"

"Hmph." The little chick who was beaten and circled flew in mid-air and hid behind Style, pretending not to see Linglong.

Coming back from the forest today, Hu Sanyao maintained the image of a human being, and Linglong simply turned into a human image. Although Big Fatty is strong, his IQ is not enough. Whether a monster can transform into a human form depends on IQ and strength. Coexistence is possible.

Except for a few boys with red faces, looking at Linglong, and sneaking over to ask Feng Linglong who she is, what her name is, what her family background is, and where she lives, the girls' attention is on Hu Sanyao.

A good-looking face is not everything.

But it is absolutely impossible to have a bad face.

Three particularly good-looking creatures in human form, plus an ugly and cute flying chick, the style leading his younger brother is almost covering up the halo of the heroine.

Even the green luan bird that was born doesn't seem to be as popular as Big Fatty, at least Big Fatty's ugly cuteness has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

And the heroine's green luan bird is too proud, it makes people want to slap it up.

At the end of the training, he won the No.1 style, stepped into the private treasury of the dean of Fengyun Academy with a painful face, and won a very high-quality magic wand.

Originally wanted to get some swords or something.

But then think about it.

Using a staff to strike at your own people has no pressure on your style, but using a sword gives you the feeling that you are holding a sharp weapon against your companions.

He copied one end of the magic wand, and knocked it on the head of Hu Sanyao who was drooling while sleeping, "Now you eat mine, use mine, and wear mine. You don't clean the room every day, and now you are still in my house." Drooling in bed, I think you are drifting, or do you think I can't wield a knife?"

The big fox has rough skin and thick flesh, and is stronger than Linglong's physical fitness, so if he really stabbed him with a sword, sparks might come out.

"What's wrong with drooling? It shows my love for this world, it shows that I still have a desire for food, and it shows that I still have the desire to live in this world!" Hu Sanyao said with a high-sounding sound.

If he sat up from the bed, he didn't use the quilt to cover the saliva marks.

"Shut up." Style disliked him very much.

Linglong and Fatty stood obediently aside, afraid that Style would hit them both with a staff in the forehead.

Their heads are not comparable to Hu Sanyao, who has rough skin and thick flesh.

"Are you awake? When you are awake, go to the dwarves with me. I heard that there is a ruin there. It is said that it is the tomb of a human magician in ancient times. There should be many things in it."

The style is ready to dig a grave, and it looks dignified.

By the way, fool a few to do coolies for themselves.

"If there are many things, there are many things. Anyway, we don't lack those low-quality products. Brother Feng, you actually disturb my sleep because of a little low-quality products. You don't love me anymore." Hu Sanyao held his heart, expressing his own heart It hurts so much, it looks like I won't love again.

"Never loved." The style is still calm.

Kicking him off the bed, he snorted softly when he saw that he had tidied his clothes.

With these three beasts, Feng Feng explained to the dean of the college that he wanted to go out to practice, so he walked out from the main entrance openly and aboveboard, not like a heroine.

If you want to go out to dig a grave, you have to struggle a little bit, do it secretly, don't let anyone find out.

The dwarves live deep underground, and there are few transactions between them and humans, but the weapons made by the dwarves are very sharp, and there are trades. The passage for them to come to the human realm is only in the hands of some nobles.

coincidentally,

The last time I went out for practice, Leng Qiongyan got the No.2 result, and was very unhappy. During the college holiday, I went out shopping to find treasures, and met a man who suited her appetite.

Then Style knows how to go to the dwarves.

The detailed process cannot be described. After all, stalking is not a good behavior, and children cannot learn it!

Forcibly straightened.

Style It is very easy to hide your own breath, and the same is true for the others, especially when they can grow bigger and smaller. Four non-human species followed Leng Qiongyan, circling left and right, and finally found one in a barren and remote place. underground tunnel.

There was a strange smell in the dim passage space made of stones, and there were some strange lines on the stone wall, which were the magic patterns carved on it by the dwarves, which could strengthen the passage.

This passage leading to the depths of the ground is currently one of the harem that has a little relationship with Leng Qiongyan, and it is the style of following Leng Qiongyan.

Leng Qiongyan went down first, carrying the arrogant blue luan bird in her hand, and a harem, the future one.

The man who has already become a harem did not come this time, one is because the heroine needs to collect some other harems, and the other is that he happened to be busy with other things, and then asked his good brother to accompany his girlfriend to explore remains.

Although it is actually a piece to dig a grave.

Style's body is small, and the rest are turned into the original shape, hanging on him, one by one, the frequency of Style's wings vibrating is very high, but there is no sound at all.

Leng Qiongyan didn't even realize that she was being followed, um, being followed by an elf.

When the long passage came to the end, there was a door made of stone. When the door was pushed open, another world appeared before the eyes.

The bustling market is full of shouts, but the people living here are very short.

This is the underground city of the dwarves.

It is no different from the above ground, and there are even some auction houses that are not easily found on the ground.

Style If you want to dig a grave, you also need to prepare some tools. This auction house with everything is just right.

Style sold the tent made of spider webs in his hand, exchanged a lot of gold coins, bought some things that looked cheap to dwarves, and put them in the space ring.

So I took the other ones and started searching for this underground city.

The coordinate point of the detailed grave is unknown.

The time Leng Qiongyan was underground lasted for a month, and when did she meet and enter the grave in detail, I really don't know.

The style can only be explored slowly by oneself, trying to get in before Leng Qiongyan.

It took three days to find out the exact address of the grave.

The style feels a bit embarrassing...

because.

That tomb is basically a place that all dwarves know.

The reason they didn't go was that it was the tomb of a very powerful magician and part-time alchemist in the ancient times of the human world. They haven't studied the mechanism clearly yet, and now that tomb has become a research tool for all their dwarves.

Style is short and wearing a black cloak, he looks like his own race in the eyes of dwarves.

Before entering the tomb, the dwarf advised, "Hey, that person over there, don't go in, it's very dangerous there, what if you lose your life?"

"I'm going, and I won't lose my life, thank you." Style waved at the man, with a hint of a smile on his expression under the cloak.

To dig a grave, someone persuaded him to pay attention to the danger.

Great for my dwarves.

Hahaha.

Laugh like a husky.

The mechanism in the tomb is indeed as guessed, very dangerous, but.

Except for the big fox, everyone present can fly.

The fox immediately changed back to its original shape, put Style in its pocket, and enjoyed the feeling of being carried by the elf to fly in mid-air.

After avoiding traps one after another along the way, they finally arrived at the real place.

Those things that the dwarves didn't seem to have much value in the auction house before, finally worked.

A beast took a hoe, looked at Style with bewildered faces, but Style said, "Come on, dig through this wall!"

The style gained three question mark faces, "What do you look at, if you tell you to dig it, dig it. The fox stew is good, the dragon meat is also grilled, and the chicken cubs are also delicious."

Three suddenly one match one honest.

Your Brother Feng is still your Brother Feng.

This wall was the door to the real tomb of the magician.

Once this door is attacked with magic or various other forces, it will eventually lead to the destruction of all the things in the tomb.

So I can only dig with a hoe, and let the three pay attention to their own strength, and don't knock down the door all at once.

After digging for a long time, a passage more than two meters high and one meter deep was dug out.

The three finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"What the hell are we doing?" Fatty combed himself with his beak.

Seeing that they can bear it until now, it is not easy, "What else can be done, that is, to make Linglong into a five-clawed golden dragon, to turn your little chick into a phoenix, or to make Hu Sanyao this The fat fox has become something of a fox fairy."

In the tomb of this magician and part-time alchemist, apart from some legacy of this person and various powerful weapons created during his lifetime, there is nothing else.

Those things may be very important to humans.

But in fact, for this group of non-human species, those weapons are often just accumulated on their bodies, which are more convenient to use.

but.

The magician's tomb was built on a dragon vein...

But in today's world, although there are still countries, even many countries, there is no one who can unite them.

And the role of the dragon veins has not been brought into play at all. Instead of continuing to be silent like this, it is better to dig through this grave and stuff these few into it for cultivation.

Ever since Feng Feng knew that Hu Sanyao could actually travel through time, he felt that if their strength could be stronger and stronger, maybe they could meet again in other worlds.

To live is to meet, but also to part.

But after parting, seeing each other again is better than meeting new people all the time.

The style feels that I am still very nostalgic, otherwise, I love wine and love it forever.

The three believed it.

That's an effort.

After a day and a night, it was finally pierced.

The purpose of entry is that it is quite similar to the small courtyard where he lived in Fengyun College, with an ancient oriental architectural structure.

In the coffin in the center is indeed a blond magician.

For a time, I felt that the picture was inharmonious and the hot-eyed style, so I calmly moved the coffin to a seat.

The other three followed him and stretched their necks to look into the pit under the previous position of the coffin.

Just squatting here, looking down, breathing, Hu Sanyao has a feeling that his realm is loose, and he is about to break through, but doesn't this world say that the twelfth-order monster is the strongest?

This fickle world ah.

Fatty's little chick had already curled up, lay down on the spot and began to practice, Linglong was more ruthless, and threw her son directly into the pit.

Style looked at her in shock, "Are you so cruel?"

"The power here is so rich that the few of us will definitely not be able to use it up. Anyway, my son hasn't been born yet, so it's good to throw him in, and he won't die. That's it." Linglong said with a big heart.

I don't know who the baby's father is, but there are no five-clawed golden dragons in the entire Dragon Island. Style said that the power here can make her become a five-clawed golden dragon. Linglong believes that her son may have a genetic mutation. A golden dragon!

Hey hey hey.

In a dream——

It wasn't until ten days later that everyone's strength was so strong that it was terrifying.

Hu Sanyao has a feeling that he can tear the world apart, as if he is in a cage and can easily tear apart the previous cage that may have imprisoned him for the rest of his life.

Fatty has become a human being. Just like his name, he is a big fat boy... Flesh, looks fifteen or sixteen years old, and has some freckles on his face. The style guesses that it may be the dots on his feathers. .

Linglong really turned golden, and her son came out of the shell, but it looked a bit ugly.

At one point, she was disgusted by Linglong, and even threw it at Big Fatty.

Fatty also hates it, this newborn dragon is sticky all over his body, the golden color looks good, but the golden color is a bit bad after adding some sticky liquid, and this little dragon cub is still spitting out unknown liquid, Anyone who touches it will find it disgusting, the kind that can spit out the overnight meal.

"Did you see it? Excellent? It's just digging a grave. Look, you're tired. Are you happy now?" Style has been protecting them for the past few days. By the way, he moved a part of the root of the tree of life to the depth of the dragon vein. place.

The tree of life can give birth to elves. In this way, there are dragon veins to maintain the roots of the tree of life. No matter how long time passes, if the tree does not die, the elves will not become extinct.

How bad it is for such a beautiful creature to disappear in the long river of history.

Anyway, I want to save the lower and lower human aesthetics.

Style feels that it is shouldering the burden of saving human aesthetics!

During these ten days, while protecting the three of them, they moved the roots over.

Exit the grave refreshed.