"Lord Wufeng......" The Demon Queen was a little worried about the idea of Wufeng alone taking on the twenty members of the Black Demon Guard, even if this Wufeng was strong in martial arts, he was only a five-year-old child. "You ......"

Wufeng interrupted the Enchantress's next words with a look and waved at the Enchantress. "Enchantress, stand far away, lest I hurt you by mistake. ”

The Enchantress was silent for a moment, then didn't say anything more, listened to Wufeng's words, and obediently walked to a big tree not far away, only to find that this big tree was the place where Qingying and the others drank and ate meat before.

Looking around, she found that no one was paying attention to her, so the enchantress sat on the ground and picked up a jar of wine and took a sip.

Usually those men around her love to drink so much, she is actually hungry to death, but those people refuse to let her take a sip of wine, now there are so many altars here, those people are far away from the sky to control her, she can drink happily.

The spicy sensation of the liquor just after the mouth of the liquor made the enchantress really unbearable. "Poof......" The enchantress, who spewed out the liquor in her mouth, began to cough violently. "Ahem, ahem, ahem. ”

"If you can't drink it, don't drink it!" "I don't know when Qingying, who came to the side of the demon queen, took the wine jar in the hand of the demon queen, and when he saw a mark on the wine altar, Qingying hooked the corners of his mouth, he and the demon queen really have a fate, otherwise why did the demon queen choose his wine altar among the many wine jars?

"......" The Enchantress wiped the remaining liquor from her mouth with her sleeve and looked at Qingying in surprise. "Why are you here?"

When she arrived here, she looked around, and no one was looking at her, how could this green shadow take the jar from her hand when she had just taken a sip of wine?

Qingying shook the wine jar in his hand, and smiled even more. "I saw a little gluttonous cat stealing my wine to drink, can you not come over quickly?"

"Your wine? I'm sorry. The Enchantress smiled embarrassedly, but immediately stood up and looked at the Blue Shadow angrily. "No, what's wrong with your wine? It's just a sip of your wine, is it necessary to be so stingy? A big man, how can he be so careful!"

Qingying shook his head helplessly, sighed, looked at the enchantress seriously and seriously, and said solemnly. "Didn't your father and mother teach you to drink a pot of wine with a man like this, does it mean that you are willing to marry this man as a wife?" Although he said so, Qingying's heart blossomed with happiness.

In fact, what Qingying said is not a lie, there is indeed a custom of women and men drinking a pot of wine with men in the eastern country, which is considered to agree to marry a man, since the enchantress drank his wine, he can naturally ask the enchantress to marry him with confidence, and the lady who will automatically send it to the door should not be in vain.

The Enchantress lowered her eyes a little sadly when she heard Qingying mention her father. "My mom and dad died when I was very young. Suddenly, the Enchantress looked up at Qingying in disbelief. "Wait, what did you just say?" she must have misheard, right?

"It seems that you are not from the East. It's no wonder that the demon queen took a wine jar and started drinking it like this, and Qingying repeated the ancient customs of Donglin. "I said, according to the custom of the East, if you drink a pot of wine with me, it means that you are willing to marry me. ”

"This ......" The Enchantress thought for a moment, and soon had a reason to refute Qingying. "You also said that this is the custom of Donglin, and I am not from Donglin, so I should be able to disobey your customs of Donglin. ”

Qingying didn't hesitate to take the words of the enchantress. "Haven't you heard of the custom of following the country, if you drink a pot of wine with another man in another country, you will certainly not have to observe the customs of the East, but you have drunk my wine in the territory of the East, do you think you can disobey the customs of the East?"

"Heh, hehehe. The Enchantress laughed awkwardly, she didn't expect Qingying's mind to be so active and eloquent, she choked up and didn't know how to refute it again, but then she had doubts about the authenticity of the custom. "You must be talking nonsense, aren't you?"

Qingying suddenly lowered her head and leaned close to the little face of the Enchantress, propped one hand on the trunk behind the Enchantress, trapped the Enchantress between the tree and his embrace, and whispered in her ear. "Do you look at my serious expression, like nonsense?"

The Enchantress was a little confused by the sudden approach of the Blue Shadow, and when she came back to her senses, the Enchantress's cheeks suddenly turned red.

Raising her hands to support Qingying's chest, the enchantress tried hard to push Qingying's body away, but Qingying was as stable as a thousand-year-old tree that could not fall.

With nothing to do, the enchantress could only raise her eyes to look at Qingying, still trying her best to think about the reason why she didn't have to abide by the strange customs of the Eastern Border Country. "There are sixteen jars around here, how can you be sure that this jar is yours?"

"yes, how can I be sure that this jar of wine is mine?" Qingying frowned in feigned melancholy, and when she saw the relieved smile on the corner of the Enchantress's mouth, Qingying took a step forward and pressed the Enchantress's body against the trunk behind her, burying her head, and spraying her hot breath on the Enchantress's neck. "Do you want to see the evidence?"

Originally, she was confined by Qingying's embrace between his arms and the trunk of the big tree, and her heart beat faster because of Qingying's closer body, and then she was stimulated by the breath between her neck that belonged to Qingying, and she couldn't help but restrain her breathing.

It took a long time to regain her senses, and the enchantress, who was afraid of attracting the attention of those not far away, roared angrily at Qingying. If you can't produce proof, then prove that the jar could have belonged to anyone who had drunk here before. ”

"Okay, I'll show you the evidence. Qingying took a few steps back, widening the distance between herself and the Enchantress.

Seeing the green shadow retreat, the enchantress's body was weak, and she slid weakly on the ground, and the enchantress, who was used to seeing big scenes, had this feeling of being swallowed in one bite for the first time.

But Qingying's sworn voice made the enchantress's heart sink, there wouldn't really be any evidence, right?

Although she has a good impression of Qingying, she won't really marry him just because she drank the wine in his altar, right?

Qingying squatted down and carried the wine jar in his hand to the enchantress, and the free one pointed to the word 'shadow' he had carved before on the bottle. "See? This shadow is proof that this jar of wine belongs to me!"

(To be continued.) )