Gourmet of Another World

A million mediums.

It's not something that people can drink, but it's not really people in the room.

Whether it's the Dragon Warden, the Great Saint of Yellow Springs, or the Pluto Luha, they're very human in hell.

Their identities are noble and nobody dares mess with them.

In their capacity, there are naturally many of them, a million of them, but they can still get them out.

In the ruins, the meditation crystal is not just a currency transaction, it is also one of the cultivation resources, the higher the strength, the more the cultivation resources naturally store.

The meditation contained in the meditation crystal helps to practice.

But that's why the medallion became the currency of the transaction.

In the ruins, in hell, in the underworld, the meditation crystals are all common currency.

But a million, it's really a lot.

In many small households, it's probably nothing more.

Take the wallet that was dumped on the table by the Dragon Prisoner, which contains a pile of medallions like small mountain bags.

A million mediums, not many.

In this regard, the gait is somewhat surprising to see the dragon prison owner.

This old guy really has the guts to pay for it, it doesn't hurt at all.

Looks like a big, fat lord.

The corner of the pedestrian mouth was slightly pulled, meaning a deep look at the dragon prison owner.

“Pour in the bar, a million dollars, my husband has never drunk such expensive wine in his life, it's worth a lot of money. My husband wants to taste it...”

At the hands of the dragon prison master with the empty eye crutches, the dry face constantly fluttered.

Watching the footsteps put away his wallet, it was as if blood was dripping in the main center of Dragon Prison.

Though he's a prison owner... that's bloody money too.

The gait didn't say anything, his eyes stiffened.

Flip your hands.

A tiny glass of blue porcelain appeared in his hand.

This glass is like a reduced version of a tall cup, about two thumb sizes, with a small toe cup that depicts a blue flower color on its exterior.

Walking thumb and index finger pinched together, pinched blue flower foot cup, mindfulness poured out.

With his other hand, he reached out his index finger, wrapped around his mind and gently picked towards the bar.

Suddenly, a hint of colorful liquor slowly spreads from it, like a winding snake.

The little snake winds around and quickly drills into the bluegrass cup.

Wow.

The crisp sound of the liquor liquid in the glass is as crisp as a pearl falling on a jade tray.

The seven-colored liquor was dragged on foot and spinning in the glass.

Spraying aromas is incredibly thick and haunts people's hearts.

After pouring out the wine, it is convenient to re-cover the lid of the green jade altar.

Just pinched that blue and white porcelain foot cup and handed it to Yong Long prison owner...

Everyone in this room is a bit of a jerk.

The corner of the pedestrian mouth is also a puff.

Certainly... this glass is a bit pockety due to its systematic urine...

But the pedestrian formula is very confident in wine.

When the dragon warden picked up the glass that was handed over by foot, he looked at the liquid in the glass, and his face became more violently twitched.

He thinks he's really out of his mind so he won't hesitate to throw out a million medallions and buy this big, nosy glass of wine.

This isn't fucking enough for him to sew his teeth...

How can this drink be pleasant?

Didn't you drink just to be happy?

This loss of alcohol is like a toothpick in my heart.

If it weren't for the millions of medallions.

The Dragon Warden can't wait to throw a big nosy glass of wine on his face right now...

Traitor!

Big traitor!

Surprise?

Was it an accident?

Pluto Erha grinned and looked at the pig-livered face of the Dragon Warden. There was some pain in his heart.

Seeing Yinglong like this, he remembered the first time he was looking for a pedal for spicy strips.

He was such a simple cutie at the time.

Even betrayed the flesh for the spicy strips… even the handsome face was spared.

Nowadays, the old dragon must also feel this feeling.

Huang Quan Dasheng was on his side, his laughing eyes were almost blind, the joy in his heart ah.

Holding a jade of green wine with a big fist in his arms, he couldn't help it.

Grass-handling hobbies may change in the future.

Turn into a touchdown...

Thought he might only have about ten glasses in this fist-sized wine jar. After seeing the green jade glass, Huang Quan Sacred Heart felt that the pedestrian formula was too wary.

Yes, the Saint gave him all the grass he loved.

“Taste it, all paid for, no taste, too bad. ”

The pedestrian gaze at the way the dragon's flesh hurts, seriously.

It was like an invisible arrow, pounding and inserting a clear message into Yinglong's heart.

When the dragon hummed, the empty eye cane hit the ground.

Boom.

After that, he stared dead at the gait.

Grab the bluegrass porcelain cup and pour it into your mouth.

Drink a big bowl of wine even if you only have big nose shit!

Drinking… Drinking is pride.

Squeak.

As the Dragon Prison master's lips rose, his thumb and forefinger squeezed the cup, and the orchid finger rose, filling all the liquor in the glass into his mouth.

Boom!!!!

A moment of liquor intake.

The cloudy eyes of the dragon prison master suddenly widened and his eyes filled with incredible things.

A glass of wine at the entrance.

As if drinking is not a small glass of wine in the entrance.

It's... a whole Yellow Springs River!!

Have the guts…

The water of Yellow Springs... the feeling of heaven!

Into his throat, pounding his meditation, instantly pouring into his limb wreckage, making his face red for a moment...

The aroma was intense, as if an ocean covered his body, causing him to wander into it.

When the dragon felt as if he had returned to the Little Fart Dragon, he ran around the mountain chasing the little dragon next door with his wings.

That was his passing youth...

Ah, the long-barried youth!

Pfft.

As the dragon prison master squinted his eyes, his neck was stretched and his mouth was picked, revealing the colour of intoxication.

A glass of wine down the belly.

His face was instantly red, and the next moment, his body was twisted, and the whole person was pounding on the ground.

The empty eye cane was thrown to one side and the limbs were swinging constantly.

There was a low laugh in my mouth...

This posture, live a drunk posture!

Everyone in the restaurant stared at each other and looked at each other.

Especially the other inmates, who look like shit.

Watching it fall to the ground, laughing like a child, waving limbs of a dragon prison owner, was incredible.

Is this still their boss, or is this the one who laughs so hard, that Judge Iron Face should be the dragon warden?

Take this off a drunk drunk.

Everyone sucked in the cool air and looked at the gait.

He shrugged his shoulders, indicating that he was innocent.

“This old guy is good... I had no idea he had so much junk. ”

Pedestrian stall.

Alcohol trash?

At the Dragon Warden's booze trash?

Golden Horn Silver Horn and others couldn't stop crying.

Even if the dragon prison owner is weak, he is still a great saint and strong, he will not necessarily be drunk after drinking the whole Yellow Springs River.

But... just one big glass of wine with a big nose is drunk like a child.

This wine... is it fucking poisonous?

“So tough? ”

Holding spicy strips, Pluto Ruha also took a sip of cool air and felt somewhat incredible.

Suddenly.

The Dragon Hell Lord who fell to the ground stopped moving...

Over his body, suddenly, the energy boiled.

That feeling… is very familiar to those present.

The great saint of Yellow Springs stared.

The dog threw up his tongue.

“This old guy... is about to break through after a glass of wine? ”

Buzz...

The smell is getting stronger and stronger on the dragon prison owner.

Terrible fluctuations boil down, sure to break through...

The dog pondered for a long time, and later said: "This wine combines three kinds of heavenly will, which is a great complement for the great saint. ”

“The will of Heaven to feed the small world in which the Great Sage himself gathers can be rebelled. ”

The dog's analysis made the whole field take a sip of cool air.

The more precious the Great Saint of Yellow Springs is, the more precious it is to hold the bar in your hand.

“The old man was drunk, afraid he would have to wait for him to wake up before he could make the hijacking... the holy robbery, but not sleep.” Doggie said.

“Take the dragon back first...”

Pluto Erha held the spicy strip and looked deeply at Yinglong, saying to the Golden Horn Silver Horn.

In both cases, he picked up the scepter on the ground and left the shop, holding on to the dragon warden.

And with the departure of the Golden Horn Silver Horn, the news of the dragon prison owner falling drunk in the restaurant spread.

All those who were concerned about the heavenly robbery on the dome were completely boiling.

“What, you said you should pour the Dragon Warden? ”

“A glass of wine broke through? The Dragon Warden is a great saint! ”

“At the level of the Holy Spirit, every revolution is as difficult as climbing! This wine actually helps the Great Sacred Breakthrough? Isn't that a magic potion for our little saint? ”

……

The vibrations from this news are enormous.

Everyone was shocked.

At one time, the people who had been concerned about the dowry in the heavenly dome were distracted and left in the restaurant.

The more they crave for this wine, the better.

It helps to break through, and it's amazing enough to drive people crazy!

Especially for strong people who are stepping into bottlenecks and are on the verge of life expectancy.

These liquids are… the magic potion of dreams.

Restaurant.

Breathing for a while was a little rushed.

Pluto Ruha was carrying spicy strips, and he also threw out a purse.

Hell is home to Pluto Luha, here, Pluto he is.

At least it's the Hell Pluto, and it's embarrassing for poor Baba to walk out.

“A million medallions, young walkers, a glass for the king! The king is already thirsty! ”

Pluto Ruha was carrying a spicy strip and couldn't wait to say it.

Hezbollah's wallet was taken in by Hezbollah.

He nodded with no expression on his face.

Again, the small porcelain cup was removed and the liquor was poured into it.

Intense aromas float again.

In the restaurant, people outside the restaurant are intoxicated by the aroma...

A glass of wine, not much.

The nose is rich and charming.

The people lined up at the door were squeezed together and stretched their necks to look at the Pluto Luha.

Or staring at the glass of wine in the hands of the Pluto.

Is this wine... really that amazing?

Can you help the Great Sacred Breakthrough?

It depends now.

When the dragon prison owner drank the breakthrough was coincidental or really the effect of liquor liquid, it depended on this moment.

I took a deep breath.

Pluto Ruha was intoxicated with spicy strips.

Snooze.

A glass of wine stops.

Wow!!

A strand of liquor fluids into the stomach, like a flood rushing into the throat, as if there were yellow springs running down the river.

This feeling makes the body of Pluto Erha tremble.

The spicy strips in your mouth all fell off unconsciously. Tap on the floor.

Pluto Ruha mechanically moved his neck, glanced at the spicy strips on the ground, reached out and grabbed them, but found the spicy strips in front of him constantly blurred...

One spicy strip turned into two, two into four...

Oh, how can spicy strips change after drinking?

Pluto Luha's handsome face suddenly turned red.

Grinned and laughed...

A group of people face each other.

What the hell?

Pfft.

Another muffled sound.

Pluto Ruha was directly paralyzed on the ground.

“Spicy strips... so many spicy strips, the king also has a large bundle of spicy strips, there are endless spicy strips... the walking formula is young, the king's spicy strips have so many spicy strips... you stink Hi, you can't catch the king's spicy strips! ”

Luke the Pluto fell to the ground, reached for his hand and grinned silly.

The corner of the gait was cold.

A glimpse of Pluto Luha, who fell to the ground.

Speak the truth after drinking.

Looks like Rukha has a big opinion of himself.

The gait squinted.

The corner of Ghost and Logger's mouth pounded.

No doubt about it.

Pluto Erha was also like a dragon prison owner, a glass of wine underneath his stomach, drunk appeared hallucinating.

Of course, it's important to feel the change of breath in Lord Pluto.

Everyone cared less about Lord Pluto's dreams and began to watch his breath change.

Bum...

Sure.

The breath on Pluto Luha boiled suddenly.

The mending that just broke through actually started to soar...

“Breakthrough?! ”

“Oh, my God! Not coincidence! This wine... is against the sky! ”

“A glass of wine underneath your stomach, 100% breakthrough?! ”

……

Everyone was shocked and breathed in the air.

Pluto Luha is now a great saint, and just broke through, it should be hard to break through in a short time.

But under a glass of wine... the breath boils, and in the will of heaven in three strands of liquid, the change begins to rise.

This is...

You're going to shock the whole hell out of me!

Crazy!

Everybody's crazy!

A group of people at the door are going crazy to drill inside the door...

The gait glimpsed a crowd of noisy people outside the door.

"Line up well, madman... and be proud of the consequences. ”

Word falls.

Outside the door, there are heavy footsteps.

White came through the door, arguing all over her body, grabbing a golden thunder knife in her puffy hand.

“Also, a fantastic yellow spring nihe, a million mediums a glass, enough money to consciously line up, not enough money... consciously turn around. ”

Walk on.

The words came out this time, and the people present stayed put.

The needle drops to smell.

A million dollars?

Why the fuck aren't you in heaven?

The dog took a demonic cat step and came to Luha the Pluto.

Linglong's paws stretched out, touching the drunken body of Luha the Pluto.

It wasn't long before I touched a purse.

The dog's claws threw, and after weighing, the dog's mouth grinned.

In the gaze of such people as Rocky and Hocky, the money bag was thrown to the pedestrian formula.

“Football boy... give the dog a drink. ”

“See if this booze can help me break through? ”

Doggie said.

Huang Quan Da Sheng et al.

Then he suddenly had a shortness of breath.

How can you fix a dog... if you can help him break through, this wine... it's really going against the sky!