The Gate Of Good Fortune

Ningcheng did not know that the Ri Maniac River was looking for him and Yan Taiyi. When he heard that the Ri Maniac River was the deacon of the main city house, he guessed that it should be for him to climb the 12th floor of Tianmeng Daota.

In fact, until now, Ningcheng didn't understand why he had climbed to the top of the tower, and the monks in the square were just talking about his climbing to the twelfth floor, even the old gas thought he had climbed to the twelfth floor. Ningcheng himself speculated, however, that this was probably because he did not resist the Taoist Taoist rhyme on the 13th floor, but adopted the Taoist rules of the Taoist Pearl Absorption Taoist Tower. The incident had little effect on him and Ningcheng had no intention of asking.

Ningcheng didn't think he could work for the main city because he was leaving Tianmeng soon, so he wasn't planning on getting a reward. Since the owners of Tianmengxing have spoken of rewards, they certainly need the rewarded to help him.

Now that Deacon Li came all the way here, Ningcheng didn't refuse either. He stood up and hugged his fist and said, “Jiangzhou Ningcheng thanks Deacon Xiali for the hospitality, please sit down. ”

Ningcheng stood up, the old gas naturally did not dare to continue sitting, and also stood up. The details, clearly seen by the Deacon in there, immediately knew that the old gas was following Ningcheng.

Deacon Li had never heard of Jiangzhou, which did not hinder his enthusiasm for Ningcheng. Yingtai Yibin Ningcheng accepted Deacon Li's invitation, but did not leave, and sat down with him.

Liu and Chen also knew Deacon Li's prestigious name. He quickly stood up and reported his name. At the same time, he thanked Deacon Li for his kind invitation. Only the old gas didn't move, and a little deacon like the deacon in his eyes really didn't make a difference to the ants. He couldn't figure out why Ningcheng gave this little deacon face.

Because Deacon Lee was here, the sound of the discussion around him suddenly turned down. Old gas doesn't look like a Deacon inside, doesn't mean the rest of us don't care about Deacon inside. Dude also quickly sent six barrels of Tianmeng Lu at this time.

The old gas stared at the drum on the table and said silently for a while, "This is the first time I've seen a drum this big. ”

Ningcheng is equally speechless, even if an excellent spiritual vein is exchanged for a barrel of wine, the key is that the barrel is at most the size of a beer bottle. It's not so much a barrel of wine as a bottle.

Deacon Li quickly explained, "It is extremely difficult to make the raw materials of Starscream, and precious Dao fruit can only be produced by special means. But the wine tastes good, and if you don't mind, we can go to the box and enjoy it. ”

“No, I think it's a good place to drink.” Ningcheng waves, grabs one of the barrels and opens the lid.

An intensely aromatic bouquet of wine with an intense charm. Smell this fragrance as if the whole person was immersed in an indescribable world.

The vast majority of monks on the first floor of the tavern are attracted to this fragrance, and some even sit on their knees and begin to appreciate the rhyme.

Ningcheng is also eye-catching, and this is another completely different type of wine compared to his lack of dependence. And this fragrant, absolutely first-rate wine.

Ningcheng lifted a barrel of wine and drank it. A fiery gum spring poured into Ningcheng's throat, a flavor that made him speechless.

The wine's entrance is like the strongest fire and like the coolest gum springs.

A clear rule of rhyme blends into a rich bouquet, giving it an endless taste. Ningcheng didn't use this rhyme to deepen his magic, he simply enjoyed it. His moist liquor implies a sense of meaning, and this star star reveal implies a rule of rhyme.

Unlike Mo, Tianmeng Xinglu is a little drunk even after a sip in Ningcheng. Although this intoxication disappeared instantly at the moment of his rhythm, it was indeed an intoxication of alcohol. Since practicing, Ningcheng doesn't know how long it hasn't felt this drunkenness, and Tianmeng Xinglu made him feel like he was back in the dust again.

“Good wine.” Ningcheng sighed and he instantly fell in love with the wine.

The rest of us have long been intolerant, and opening the barrel is a big sip. Chen Xuxu was slightly weak, drank a little too hard, just a sip of wine drunk, on the table.

After taking a sip, Liu was also slightly drunk. He saw his sister drunk and quickly put the lid on the drum. He also put the lid on Chen's drum and hugged several people in Ningcheng.

Deacon Li is naturally aware of the intensity of this wine. Even in the early Mixed Dollars, if he drank a large sip, he would be drunk. As soon as these people drank wine, he saw that people were fixing it to be high and low.

Ningcheng took a sip of wine and nothing happened. Apparently, it instantly melted the smell of the wine's rhythm rules. Not only is there nothing going on in Ningcheng, it's not easy to follow this short man around Ningcheng. Even drinking two sips in a row is nothing, even drinking a third sip.

Forget it, the woman who was supposed to invite guests also had no reaction after a sip of wine, which was obviously another strong person.

Even that Liu is not easy. After a sip of wine, there were only a few tiny bites.

“Let me start with a toast to Brother Ning. Congratulations to Brother Ning on the 12th floor of Tianmeng Daota. I, Tianmengxing, for millions of years, don't say that there are not many people on the twelfth floor, even on the tenth floor...” Deacon Li laid a silence ban at random, after speaking to Ningcheng, lifted the barrel and took a sip.

He did not ask whether Ningcheng was the one who climbed the Tianmeng Daota, congratulations directly.

Ningcheng smiled slightly, did not deny it, and took another sip with the barrel, "Thank you Deacon. ”

Deacon Li was even more surprised to hear Ningcheng admit that he was on the twelfth floor of Tianmeng Daota. Before waiting for him to speak, Ningcheng said again, “Deacon Li, this Yantai Yiduo is also on the tenth floor. ”

Deacon Li heard that Yingtaiyi was the monk who climbed the tenth floor of Tianmeng Daota. The joy in his eyes was no longer concealed. He raised the barrel and said to Yingtaiyi, "Turns out this Daotai and Ning Daotai are the same talented strong people who have been encountering Tianmeng Daota for thousands of years. There was so much laziness in the river that I drank here first...”

After that, Li Deacon poured down another sip of wine, two consecutive sips of wine. Li Deacon's face was slightly red.

Tae-tae nodded, lifted up the drum before drinking, and heard a hey laugh coming into the deacon's soundproofing ban, “Zombie, you can really hide, you can actually hide here to drink. ”

The delightful old gas he was drinking raised his head as soon as his face changed, and he saw a young man with a red crown on his head and a strange smell in his eyes standing not far away.

“Brother... Roll...” The old gas screamed, and the teeth were all a little trembling.

Ningcheng was still laughing at the name Old Gas. Looks like he's not the only one named Old Gas Zombie. Now that he heard the old gas tooth fight, he knew immediately that the people were unusual.

Old gas, even when faced with death, does not frighten so much. Like he's afraid of himself, and he doesn't talk about tooth fights. You can see how horrible this sentence is to give the impression of old gas.

Deacon Li's face also changed slightly after being torn apart by his acoustic restraint. When he saw this unusual young man, he swallowed his mouth again. Apparently, he knows how good this sentence is.

“Zombie, you have a lot of nerve, you stole from me, you dare to wander around in front of me...” The devil man grabbed the barrel of old gas on the table while he was talking, and just a few bites mumbled and drank the wine from the barrel clean. Then deep in the scarlet tongue, licked it on the lips, seemed unfinished, where half drunk.

The old gas heart said that the idiot just wandered around in front of you. He didn't dare to answer the devil's words and looked at Ningcheng.

Ningcheng, it's only a little obvious why the old gas doesn't go, so it's afraid of this evil young man.

“What's this guy's name? How did you get revenge on him?” Ningcheng's tone is very simple, if he wants to help the old gas, he also needs to listen to the old gas.

Old Gas heard Ningcheng's words and his face eased a little. He quickly said, "Senpai, his name was Wansheng. Back then, he and I saw that Ding together, then, then..."

The old gas doesn't have to be clear, Ningcheng has figured out what's going on. It should have been the same as the old gas, trying to take advantage of it in the Great War. As a result, the old gas caught sight of a Kun Ding. I don't know what happened, Kun Ding was robbed by the old gas.

When he heard that the old gas was called Ningcheng Senior, he tried to reach out and grab the old gas, but stopped the motion and looked at Ningcheng.

Half an hour later, he laughed again, “Do you know my name? Everyone who actually knows me calls me lifeless? What's my favorite thing to do? Zombie, you know what? ”

“You, you love eating raw souls...” The old gas reminds me of eating raw souls all my life, and my face becomes hard to see.

“That's right...” he said all his life, lifting his hand and grabbing, behind him a full emperor fell directly to the ground and turned into an empty shell without a soul. And his Numen were caught in the hands of Sentence Ten Thousand Lives, and Sentence Ten Thousand Lives was just one word.

He was clearly a Numen, and the ‘creaking’ sounded like a lifetime bite.

The Numen of this Numen can scream so hard that Ningcheng can clearly feel the rhyme of this Numen can be bitten from word to word.

Ningcheng frowned slightly, and he finally understood why the old gas was so scared. This means of chewing the soul of the Numen is several times more brutal than the most brutal form of torture. This bite away the living soul of the Numen, and there is an orderly start to chew from the scent of Taoism, which is an absolutely terrible punishment.

It seems that Zhu Huansheng specializes in this study, otherwise he will not be able to capture a Dodo full of the Emperor's Numen as soon as he raises his hand.

After chewing the Taoist Emperor God in his hand, Zhu Wansheng looked at Ningcheng, “Looks like I'm going to take the zombie. You got a problem with that? It's not easy to be called a senior by a zombie. ”

Before Ningcheng spoke, he heard a gentle voice saying, “Can you see in my face, not to compare with my friends? ”

In the talking room, a man with a smile on his face, looking warm as a jade, walked into the tavern. As soon as Ningcheng saw the man, he knew that he was a true strong man, even a strong man with a full path.

(That's all for today's update, good night, friends!)

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