C248 Drinking

"Not selling, just sending them off." Zhan Tianming replied.

"Oh? Was there such a good thing? "Then why not give me a jar?" The young man laughed.

With that, he prepared to take the wine from Zhan Tianming.

"Sigh, don't be impatient." Zhan Tianming tilted his hand, dodging the young man's hand that was grabbing over, and continued: "This wine of mine is 300 years old, if I want to gift it, I have to follow my rules to give it to you, it is not given casually."

"It can't be?" The young man looked speechless.

However, the aroma of the wine was clearly too intoxicating. The youth could only endure his impatience and asked, "Speak, what rules do you have?"

In just a short period of time, dozens of people had swarmed in.

Everyone's eyes fell on Zhan Tianming.

"Little brother, quickly tell us your rules. As long as it's something that we can do, we will definitely follow it."

"Right, right, little brother, quickly tell us."

"Little brother, I can help you pick up soap. As long as you give me that jar of wine, you can pick up a box of soap without any problem."

Scram! The little brother is so handsome and he needs a bed made by a beauty like me. Who wants a gay like you?" A middle-aged beauty dressed in revealing clothes also squeezed over, intentionally squeezing the buxom area on her chest. She gave him a flirtatious look and said, "Little brother, I can warm my bed. Why don't you give me the wine in your hand.

Zhan Tianming couldn't help but give that gay and middle-aged beautiful woman a disdainful look.

What was this all about?

Wasn't it just a pot of wine? Was there a need to get so excited?

On the Earth where he lived in his previous life, there shouldn't be such a person … No, it shouldn't be much, right?

After all, how many people would love wine to this extent?

But in terms of Nine Dragons Continent, there were too many people who loved alcohol as if they were addicted to it.

However, thinking about it carefully, it made sense.

Those who hid within the Hundred Nights City probably wouldn't even dare to leave the city, and this place was also restricted by some rules. Even those who dealt in business could only come once every hundred days, they weren't allowed to come during other times.

As for why they set such lousy rules, even Zhan Tianming did not know.

No matter what those people said, Zhan Tianming still did not have any intentions of giving in.

In the end, he said slowly, "My rules are very simple. If anyone can let me meet the Hundred Nights City Master Liu Qingcheng, or the Carefree Hall Master Long Xiaoyao, this jar of wine will belong to them."

Hearing this, the surroundings quieted down.

Then, everyone dispersed.

All of them had dejected looks on their faces, looking like frosted eggplants.

"Hey, hey, hey …" Don't go, could it be that no one knows how to meet Liu Qingcheng and Long Xiaoyao? " Zhan Tianming shouted.

Unfortunately, the heads of those people also dispersed without turning back.

Zhan Tianming was extremely disappointed.

Could it be that it was really as the rumors said, that it would be extremely difficult to meet Liu Qingcheng and Long Xiaoyao?

Suddenly, Zhan Tianming's eyes lit up.

There was still one more person who hadn't left.

It was the young man who had first appeared in front of him.

"How about it? Do you want to drink this three-hundred-year-old wine?" Zhan Tianming deliberately emphasized the words' three hundred years', because he felt that this young man might know how to find Liu Qingcheng and Long Xiaoyao. Otherwise, he wouldn't still be standing here.

The young man grinned. "Little brother, is there any other way to drink the wine in your hand?"

Hearing this, Zhan Tianming was incomparably disappointed.

After all this time, was this fellow planning something like this?

There was no door.

"Nope." Zhan Tianming immediately shook his head.

He continued searching.

"Long Xiaoyao, if you still don't come out, the smell of alcohol will dissipate soon."

Zhan Tianming's loud shout continued to echo within the Hundred Nights City.

In any case, even if someone was to hold a blade against his neck now, he would continue to shout until he saw Long Xiaoyao or Liu Qingcheng.

Whoosh!

A shocking wind suddenly blew past.

The wine jar in Zhan Tianming's hand suddenly disappeared.

With his eyes wide open, Zhan Tianming was almost shocked.

F * ck me!

There was actually someone who dared to snatch wine here?

Who would be so bold?

Very quickly, Zhan Tianming saw the culprit, the young man from before.

That was because the young man was holding the three-hundred-year-old pot of red wine. He was sitting on one of the steps and drinking it. The wine flowed from the corner of his mouth and soaked his clothes.

"Gulp …"

"Gulp …"

The youth's throat constantly made sounds.

"Hey!" The wine is mine. "

Zhan Tianming bellowed, and quickly rushed forward, but that young man's speed was extremely fast.

Swish!

With a flash, he dodged Zhan Tianming's grab.

In the blink of an eye, the youth had already sat down ten feet away, continuing to drink his wine.

Zhan Tianming was enraged!

He only had two jars of these kind of good wine in total. The reason was to find Long Xiaoyao, drink to his heart's content, and then let Long Xiaoyao help him with this, meet him once, ask for ways to help Feng Wushuang, or maybe even if Long Xiaoyao asked for ways.

But now, before he even saw anyone, the first jar of wine was almost gone.

"That's life-saving wine. Stop right there."

Blood Shadow Step!

Swish!

Zhan Tianming turned into a ray of light and rushed forward.

The normal Martial Cultivator didn't have time to react at all, but the young man who was fighting for the alcohol avoided another strike from Zhan Tianming strangely and appeared in a different place. Furthermore, he was still drinking with his head raised.

Swish!

Zhan Tianming rushed forward again.

He missed again.

Charge again!

He missed again.

Swish

Grab the air...

Time and time again, in just a few moments, Zhan Tianming had already missed more than a dozen times.

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk …" "Good wine!"

The young man had already finished drinking all the aged women's red from the wine jar, and was even making sounds of 'tsk tsk', making Zhan Tianming want to slap him to death.

However, before he found a way to help Feng Wushuang survive the danger, he didn't have any impulsive thoughts.

Endure!

He had to hold it in.

If they were to make a move here, and were directly killed, then who would be able to save Feng Wushuang from danger?

"Something's wrong …"

Suddenly, a thought flashed through Zhan Tianming's mind.

The reason why others didn't dare to make a move was precisely because they were afraid of getting killed.

And if he were to make a move, wouldn't that mean that he would immediately attract Liu Qingcheng, or perhaps Long Xiaoyao?

Of course, there was also the possibility of him being killed off by some powerful force.

He didn't have a chance to see the two of them.

However, no matter what, this method was still worth a try.

If he didn't even dare to take a risk for the woman he loved, why would he talk about loving her?

If you love her, you must take the risk for her.

Even if he had to use his life as a wager, he still had to take this risk.

Otherwise, don't say you love her.

Hot blood boiled in Zhan Tianming's body, and that gaze swept towards the youth from before with a hint of fighting spirit.

Drinking my wine and making sounds?

Good! You are very nice!

If I didn't beat you up, how would I be able to face that jar of wine?