seems to be self-satisfied with rescuing a fledgling demon for his own talent.

"Alas, little master crane, aren't you tearing down my platform? I'm going to sell it, but you made such a show, and I'm a small business!"

The tiger-headed young man looked at Linghe with a sad face.

Although she was debunked by it, she didn't dare to be angry with her, this young lady was the pearl of the Biwen family.

It's either that he, a little minion of the Flying Tiger clan, can afford to provoke, or that he has been exposed.

I can only consider myself unlucky, and there is no other way.

The Flying Tiger Youth stood up with a little regret and arched his hand to Qing Ze, ready to put away the elixir.

"It's okay if you don't want to, hehe...... I have other good things here, I hope I can still get into your eyes!"

The man from the Flying Tiger Clan looked at Qing Ze and said with a grin

"I want it. ”

"Ah, this brother, you didn't say the wrong thing, did you? Master Crane said that this is the Blood Demon Grass, but it has strong side effects!"

The tiger-headed young man was stunned for a moment, he patiently explained to Qing Ze with joy, and looked at the little master of the crane from time to time.

Seeing that there was no expression on her face, she breathed a sigh of relief and showed the Blood Demon Grass to Qing Ze again.

Seeing that Qing Ze was just, he looked at the Blood Demon Demon Grass carefully, and when he looked at it, the little crane master of the Biwen clan couldn't help but feel a little annoyed in his heart.

This man really didn't know the hearts of good people, and she kindly told him about the flaws of this elixir.

Don't say thank him, but you should also know the inferiority of this elixir, ignoring her so much, is not sincerely against her.

"Hmph, I also want this spirit grass, you make a price!" The more the crane master of the Bi Wen clan thought about it, the more angry he became.

pointed directly at the head of the tiger and asked him to make a price.

"Hehe, it's not expensive, it's just five thousand spirit stones. ”

"I'm afraid you don't know what it means to come first and come later, right?" Qing Ze turned his head to look at the spirit crane and said with a frown.

"This girl is willing, can you manage it? I'm just rich." Helan looked at Qing Ze triumphantly and told you to ignore me.

"Neurotic! You take this spirit stone from the shopkeeper, and I'm leaving. Qing Ze casually threw out five thousand spirit stones, took the Blood Demon Grass and turned around and left.

Ignore these people, the old beggar is still waiting for him, he doesn't want to waste time.

"You ......" Seeing Qing Ze like this, the little master of Helan suddenly puffed up and was a little angry.

"Hmph, if you dare to ignore Princess Ben, I will make you regret it!" He Lanxiu frowned slightly, looked at Qing Ze who was walking away, and muttered.

It's just that she didn't see it, and the eyes of a small guy on the side flashed, looking at these two people, I don't know what to think.

"Young master, the little one just remembered to buy a small object, you see ......"

Helan didn't even look at him, just waved his wings to let him leave, and the little guy also bowed his head and left.

After a while, the little fellow walked to an attic and waited with his head bowed.

"Come in!"

"Yes. ”

The little servant walked in and looked cautiously at the person lying on the bamboo chair.

"Didn't I say don't come here if there's nothing important? ”

This is a red-winged roc with a fishy light in his eyes, looking at this little guy.

"Little, I've seen Master Ming, this time I found a kid, and the princess was very dissatisfied with him. ”

"If the young master captures him and gives him to the princess, she must be very happy, and your senses must be good to the young master. ”

This little guy looked at it with a flattering face, this is known as the red-winged Dapeng bird of the young master of the Ming Dynasty.

seems to be very frightened by it, mixed with admiration for the strong.

"Oh, come and talk to me about ......."

After listening to this little guy, this red-winged Dapeng bird immediately remembered that before, his people said that there was a demon clan at the gate of the city.

It seemed to be very similar to what he described, and the corners of the red-winged roc bird's beak were raised.

If it's really the same person, then he's really going to have to give it a try.

Whatever the reason, he didn't want anyone to be fame-ametrically better.

.........

Over there, Qing Ze saw a few black bears who had been defeated before, but he hadn't done anything yet.

These individuals are like mice that see cats, don't say anything, and when they see them, they run away.

In fact, they also have suffering now, and they just talk about it.

Who would have thought that they would be so unlucky and ...... kicked the iron plate, and was cleaned up by him.

In the meantime, the black bear also threatened to ask Qing Ze to get out of the demon island, and I don't know how many people laughed at Qing Ze's incompetence with him at that time.

But now those who laughed at Qing Ze, thinking of their fate at that time, couldn't help but sweat coldly.

I can't help but regret myself at that time, why should I talk so much, and I was so quick for a while.

In case this Qingze takes revenge, then they will not all be able to sit still.

But fortunately, Qing Ze didn't intend to pay attention to these people at all, and he didn't even take it to heart.

He was looking for the old beggar, and he came to this blank face, and he didn't know what to do now.

Although he knew that he was going to the demon tomb, he didn't even know where the demon tomb was.

Fortunately, the old beggar was not particularly unreliable, and he found him after wandering around the city for a while.

He was chatting and laughing with an elegant-looking white-robed monk, drinking the wine on the table.

"Well, apprentice, you're coming here a little slowly! I've been waiting for you for a long time, why did you come!"

The old beggar looked drunk, his sleeves were loosened, and his hand holding the wine glass was a little disobedient.

That's how he kept instigating the elegant man opposite:

"Lao Wang, you are not happy at all, if you are a man, you will give me a mouthful. ”

"Alas, Brother Jiang always persuades me to drink like this, just let me have another drink. ”

After saying that, the man smiled slightly, raised his glass and drank it all.

"Boom!"

The wine glass, which was already empty, was placed on the table by this man, but it gradually filled back.

"Old Jiang Tou, this is your apprentice? It doesn't seem like anything special? Are you sure he was beaten?"

This person who looked like Mr. Mortal stared at Qing Ze with a smile, as if he had a flower on his face.

"Well, I don't really know his strength, but the resistance to beating is certain. ”

"Oh, old ginger, I want to try it when you say this, come on boy, I'll give you this glass of wine, and I'll see where you can bear it." ”

The man surnamed Wang, who looked like a gentleman, directly raised the full wine glass in front of Qing Ze.

"Master, this ......"

The old beggar didn't say anything when he saw this, but just squinted at his own wine.

The action of pouring the wine, although almost stiff, was faster, and he didn't care if there was still wine in his glass.

He drank it vigorously into his mouth, as if the wine in his cup could not be exhausted.

It's just that he kept complaining: "Lao Wang, you, you, you are really not enough brothers, why don't you give me this wine." ”

"If you want to drink it yourself, I'm not your Jiang Chuan's royal winemaker. This gentleman who was called Lao Wang still looked at Qing Ze.

It seems that he wants to see him drink it all.

Seeing that the old beggar had no objection, Qing Ze was heartbroken, and directly rolled up the wine glass and drank it directly.

"Tsk, isn't it a waste to drink like this......, boy? It's a shame not to taste it carefully. ”

The old beggar took the flask and poured it into his mouth, and drank it so that it was not pleasant.

The bottom of this wine glass bowl is very shallow, and the wine in it has only been drunk, and his eyes have begun to be a little confused.

The erect upper body gradually began to sway from side to side irregularly.

He had no choice but to hold his body tightly like this, supporting him on both sides, trying his best to maintain his balance.

In a moment, those cheeks were already crimson, and the huge spiritual power in the wine.

It also made the green tendons in Qing Ze's neck swell rapidly due to congestion, and it looked like a strip of wriggling earthworms drilling around.

"Hehe, this kid's body is really good, and he can bear it by himself. ”

The gentleman looked at Qing Ze in some pain, but he still persevered, and couldn't help but praise.

"That's, you don't look at whose apprentice it is, hehe!" Although the old beggar was drunk and hazy, he still couldn't help but feel complacent.

The old beggar sat down in his chair and blinked his eyelids, but he still refused to speak.

Pointing to a bottle of vinegar on the counter, he said to the fancy proprietress in this restaurant:

"Partition......... Big brother, bring me another large bottle of jade liquor. “

"Phew, does your eldest brother have such a thing as me?" said the boss, who deliberately straightened his chest and shook the two "white melons".

The old beggar was stunned, squinted at Mr. Wang, and said to the proprietress very seriously:

"Your pectoralis major muscle...... Well...... It's true that it's older than my brother, but that's not the point, cough cough, big brother, I want that bottle of jade liquor, you can't give it to me. ”

The boss's lady's silver teeth are crunchy, and if you like to drink, the lady will give you this vinegar.

"Bang!"

"Give you a drink, you old beggar really don't have eyesight. The proprietress pressed the vinegar bottle heavily on the table.

The old beggar had just taken a sip and muttered:

"Speaking of which, big brother, do you know? Your jade liquor must have expired, and there was a sour taste in my mouth when I drank it just now! ”

Before the proprietress could taunt him a few more words, the old beggar was very sorry and was completely unconscious.

Qing Ze was just about to help him up, and he would be anxious with Qing Ze and wouldn't let him help him.

After a while, the old beggar fell asleep on the ground completely, but his mouth still kept muttering:

"Demon Emperor Lao'er, what kind of wine are you drinking, it's too broken, it's not me bragging,...."

"Hiccup...... After this sip, I don't even want to take a second sip. ”

"Hiccup... Also, Lao Wang, let me tell you, this wine ...... I don't get drunk after I finish it... I don't know about you...... What are you talking about day by day?"

Seeing that his master was drunk, Qing Ze, who was still struggling to persevere, was also stupid at this time.

In other words, is the stamina of this wine really so great? I think he can get drunk if he is a first-order demon emperor.