Chapter 2170

Chen gave him a wary look.

It's a pity that he can't answer this question in his head, almost in seconds, which makes the sabre extremely certain. There must be some Lingtao wine around taohuaxianzun!

"Brother Chen, it's not right for you to do so! Good wine is naturally to be shared with good friends! "

Tan Chen stared at him with a pair of eyes of "who is your brother", with a strong condemnation on his face, "you are a man of your age, and you want to pretend to call me brother!"

The Peony Fairy couldn't help but chuckle.

Dao Wuji takes a corner of his mouth and pours up recklessly to try to hold Chen's arm. "Brother Chen, let's share our blessings together. Good things need to be shared together."

"Music alone is not as good as music of all..."

"Go away!" Chen Chen did not hesitate to kick the past, a dodge to hide beside the little Taisui.

Dao Wuji beats his chest and kicks his feet. "This Lingtao wine must be very good to drink, otherwise, would you be like this?"

In order to have a drink and become friendless, the wine has become more and more attractive to the sword.

The little Taisui glanced at the knife in disgust, "what about the face?"

"Long time ago."

Everyone:

Why is maodao Wuji a member of their team?

How insistent is his answer!

What a pain in the face!

The tree looked at the knife that he kept making, and helplessly reached for a pot of wine.

However, the sabre Wuji turned his back to her, and he was very fast.

Come to her in a blink of an eye, and in a second, er The wine pot in the small hand has been taken away by the old man.

"Ah! What are you doing? You shameless fellow, you rob my wine! "

"Is it really that good to drink?" The peony fairies are all intrigued.

Luo Da sniffed at his nose with great force, and stretched out his face to praise him. "It's really good wine."

This wine has not yet opened, I feel a faint peach blossom fragrance, accompanied by a strong aroma of wine, I feel the spirit of the spirit.

"It's really good wine!" Thin Toutuo, a natural reticent man, couldn't help looking up at the wine pot in his hand.

The image of thin Toutuo is a bit strange.

This guy's hair is half bald, the other half is scattered, like withered grass, the whole face is a little waxy yellow, usually not very talkative, most of the time is a person sitting there silently, the audience communicate.

The wine that can make him open his mouth is naturally excellent.

Dao Wuji wants to take back his own wine more and more. He drags Chen's arm and keeps shouting, "Chen, you should return my wine quickly!"

The arbor really can't look down, "OK, everyone has it."

Dao Wuji hurriedly left Chen and trotted to the tree. He said with a smile, "Joe, give me a taste first."

Mo Lian glanced at him and scolded him in the bottom of his heart: eat!

Arbor handed Dao Wuji a pot, and gave the rest of the wine to the people. At last, he glanced at his own Chen.

"So many pots came out of the first batch." Miss Qiao gave him a angry look: most of the peach blossom wine was shunned by this man!

A small part of the rest was sent to you today!

There are only two pots left beside her. Two pots!

People who make wine don't drink. It's annoying!

Chen gave her a wilting look. "My Joe."