Luo An'an and Mo Jiuxiao sensitively captured the name "Qingxing", so they turned their feet and entered the teahouse.

The ordinary teahouse is full of fragrance, but the teahouse of the demon cultivators is full of the smell of wine. The signs hanging on the wall are not the names of various spiritual teas, but various spiritual wines. But it's not a good wine.

Luo An'an and the others followed the customs, ordered two bowls of the most popular turbid wine, and sat openly to listen to the news.

"Hey, you, you're ......" another drunken demon cultivator struggled to say the next thing with his tongue wide open before he could say the next thing, "You idiot, Jing, Jing, tell some false news." Who said that the light owl is going to die! People are almost ready to know, do you know!"

A few drunks talk nonsense together, just listen to who is the most reliable.

"Aren't you going to die......" The black-robed demon cultivator lying on the table muttered in a daze: "That poison is too powerful, it's hopeless." ”

"Blind, nonsense, people are too high, too elders, how can they die!" was still the same demon cultivator who retorted just now, waving his hand indiscriminately and laughing wildly: "If you die, no one will die......"

A few drunks giggled for a while, but didn't continue. Mo Jiuxiao and Luo An'an were holding wine bowls in their hands, and they seemed to have drunk a lot, but in fact, they were all spilled into their robes. Who knows what pickled things are soaked in Demon Xiu's wine, these two really don't dare to drink it.

Almost waited until Mo Jiuxiao had no patience and planned to pull Luo An'an away. The demon cultivators who were sure that they were okay before nervously hugged the heads of those demon cultivators and whispered: "Hey, hey, I said, hiccup! I'll tell you a secret, don't tell it!"

This demon cultivator was excited to himself, but the few demon cultivators who were dragged by him to listen to the secret were already drunk and unconscious. This demon cultivator didn't care, and continued to say his own: "That Hehuan Sect made a deal with my master, hehehe, a group of little Niangpi just didn't work, and in the end something happened didn't you still ask us men! My master gave her the detoxification spirit plant that she didn't need, hehe, it's a pity that I couldn't sleep with those little Niangpi for one night." Otherwise, that taste, tsk tsk......"

Hearing this, Mo Jiuxiao pretended to be drunk and stumbled into the talking demon cultivator, and then hugged the demon cultivator's neck and laughed: "Brother, you are really good at bragging, although the cheap embryos of the Hehuan Sect are dirty but their hearts are high, they can be willing to look at our demon cultivators!"

The demon cultivator was drunk and confused, and he didn't realize that Mo Jiuxiao was someone he didn't know, and retorted vaguely: "Face is not important, those little girls are the most afraid of death." ”

"Then the last change is definitely not a good thing," Mo Jiuxiao scolded and scolded, "Niang Xipi, those bastards in Zhongzhou will take garbage to us, little cheap embryo, when we don't know what a treasure is!

"Don't worry, lie, you can't deceive my master!" Demon Xiu slumped on the table and spit out the last few words: "My master is happy, those bastards of Tianmen Sect ......"

With that, the demon cultivator fell into a deep sleep.

"Hehehe, the cow has made you blow up!" Mo Jiuxiao kicked Demon Xiu with a smile, and stumbled out with Luo An'an in his arms: "Sister, the wine here is not good! Brother will take you to drink good wine, I am not uncommon to those in the Hehuan Sect!"

An Baobao pretended to be drunk, but his heart was thundered because of such a shovel officer.