"Who said that my drunken red dust is hard to drink, get out of here, forget your worries and never welcome you, and the people in the forces behind you. ”

An angry roar resounded throughout the Forgotten Sorrow Residence, which was also the bad luck of Lingyun, and Jiang Yunmeng, the god of food who was in power behind the Forgotten Worry Residence, just swam here to collect the materials for brewing.

Because of this roar, it was quiet in an instant, and the needle drop could be heard.

Ling Yun stood in place with an embarrassed face, this basket can be poked big, and the person behind the scenes who forgets his worries is said to be a half-step hermit master at the peak of the True Realm, who is addicted to alcohol, even if he is a strong person in the True Realm who has to give him three points.

"Drunk Hongchen is nothing more than that. Why, it's hard to drink, and no one can say it's unpleasant?"

Mo Lingquan's faint voice echoed in the Forgotten Sorrow House.

"Good, good... No one has ever slandered me Jiang Mengyun's drunken red dust so much. ”

An old man in ragged clothes with a black jade gourd hanging from his waist suddenly appeared in the private room of Mo Lingquan and others.

"Why did the seniors come so uninvited?"

Mo Lingquan put the wine glass in his hand on the table with a calm expression.

At this time, the private room overflowed with the rich aroma of drunken red dust. ”

"You're slandering me for being drunk with red dust?"

It turned out that this person was the last person in power to forget about his worries, Jiang Yunmeng, who was known as the god of food by the people of the rivers and lakes.

"Wrong, not slander, but seeking truth from facts. ”

Mo Lingquan looked at Jiang Mengyun indifferently.

"To be ashamed... Yellow-mouthed children. Could it be that you can drink a better wine than my drunken red dust? ”

Jiang Yunmeng looked at Mo Lingquan with disdain.

"If you don't give me an explanation today, even if the sect master of the Seven Directions Force is here, don't think about me Jiang Yunmeng. ”

Jiang Yunmeng calmed down at this time, but he was just a group of fledgling people, grandstanding, not worth being angry, but he couldn't just forget it.

"Confess... What do you want, old fellow?"

Mo Lingquan looked at Jiang Yunmeng with a smile on his face. As soon as I entered the Forget Worry House just now, I sensed the existence of such a master.

The moon turns, and only then did I know that this person was the most mysterious person in charge of the Forgotten Worries House on the rivers and lakes, and Jiang Yunmeng, the god of food who could not see the end of the dragon.

"Prove what you say..."

Jiang Yunmeng glanced at Mo Lingquan and said slowly.

At this time, Ling Yun and Meng Yanran, who had woken up from the shock, were about to speak, but they were stopped by Mo Lingquan waving his hand.

Cai Yan on the side also pulled Meng Yanran's sleeve, winked at her, and asked her not to speak. Although she didn't know what Mo Lingquan meant by this, she knew that the other party had the legendary monkey wine in her hand.

"This room is full of alcohol..."

Mo Lingquan was not in a hurry to take out the monkey wine in the void, glanced at the drunken red dust sprinkled on the ground, and said indifferently.

"Hmph... Come with me..."

Although he didn't believe that Mo Lingquan could come up with a better wine than Drunken Hongchen, seeing Mo Lingquan's calm appearance and the wine gourd hanging from his waist, he still decided to change rooms.

"Whew... Isn't it just for this jar of wine?"

Mo Lingquan casually took out a jar of monkey wine from the void and threw it out.

At the moment when the monkey wine was taken out, Jiang Yunmeng's nose fluttered, and his eyes lit up. His body shook and he carefully took it in his hand.

The aroma of the wine that overflowed through the seal had already intoxicated him, and it was so familiar.

"Good wine... Good wine..."

Jiang Yunmeng hugged the wine jar tightly in his arms and looked at Mo Lingquan and the four of them with a vigilant expression.

"Old man... You haven't said how much this wine compares to your drunken red dust. ”

Mo Lingquan pursed his lips and looked at Jiang Yunmeng with a smile on his face.

"Yes, yes, the kid took over what happened just now, and you will be free to forget about your worries in the future. ”

Jiang Yunmeng casually threw Mo Lingquan a black jade token and said. He now can't wait for Mo Lingquan to leave immediately, if the other party opens his mouth to return this jar of wine, it will be difficult.

"Senior, this wine..."

Mo Lingquan looked at Jiang Yunmeng with a smile on his face.

"Boy... It's not that you still want to go back, but I got it from you. ”

Jiang Yunmeng looked at Mo Lingquan with a vigilant expression.

"In the following, it is said that such a beautiful wine, if the predecessors of the God of Food are not worthy of food, how can they drink happily. ”

Mo Lingquan looked at Jiang Yunmeng with a smile on his face.

"It's my business, don't beat my mind. ”

Jiang Yunmeng raised his eyebrows, looking vigilant.

"Have a good drink... You still have. ”

Without waiting for Mo Lingquan to speak, Jiang Yunmeng suddenly reacted.

"It's natural, there's a lot of wine. When I was in retreat, I was chewing on barbecue meat and drinking this wine, so didn't I come out to make a tooth sacrifice?"

Mo Lingquan said disappreciatively.

"Tyrannical creatures... It's a terrible thing... How can that kind of ingredient go well with such a good wine..."

Jiang Yunmeng looked at Mo Lingquan excitedly.

"It's just a little monkey wine, and there is a lot of it in the bottom. ”

Mo Lingquan shrugged his shoulders and looked indifferent.

"Junior... Give it to me, sell it all to me, and you can do it as much as you want..."

Jiang Yunmeng's face was excited, and spit flew.

"Senior, how much do you think this wine is worth?"

Mo Lingquan looked at Jiang Yunmeng, the god of food, with a calm face.

"How can such a fine wine have a price..."

Before Jiang Yunmeng finished speaking, he stopped, but saw Mo Lingquan looking at him with a smile on his face.

"Junior, what do you want, it seems that what you ask for is not small. If this is the case, I am afraid that this wine will be old and unblessed. ”

Jiang Yunmeng calmed down, put aside the monkey wine in his arms, and looked at Mo Lingquan expressionlessly.

"The younger generation only needs one commitment. ”

Mo Lingquan looked at Jiang Yunmeng with a serious face.

"Tell me about it..."

Jiang Yunmeng simply sat on the recliner next to him, his eyes slightly closed. It is impossible to see what he thinks.

"If one day, I hope that my seniors will help me save the life of the person holding this token. ”

Mo Lingquan took out the token that Jiang Yunmeng had given just now and looked at Jiang Yunmeng with a serious face.

"The person who holds this token is my Forgotten Guest, and no one can hurt people in My Forgotten Residence, let alone a distinguished guest who forgets to Forget Sorrow. ”

As soon as Jiang Yunmeng stretched out his hand, the monkey wine placed on the side fell into his hand, slapped the mud seal with one palm, and poured a big sip as if no one was around.

"The seniors are really fast!"

Inside this ink ring are a hundred jars of monkey wine.

Mo Lingquan took out an ink ring obtained in the Mo family's general court from the void and threw it at Jiang Yunmeng.

"It's kind of interesting..."

Jiang Yunmeng took the ink ring thrown by Mo Lingquan, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"I don't owe you a favor, these are four purple bamboo orders. ”

Jiang Yunmeng stood up, flicked his sleeves, and the four purple bamboo orders shot at the four people respectively. By the time Mo Lingquan and the four of them caught the token and looked up, his figure had already disappeared.

"Sure enough, the dragon can't see the tail..."

Putting the purple bamboo order in his hand into his arms, a confident smile appeared on the corner of Mo Lingquan's mouth.

"Senior Brother Mo... It scares me to death..."

Meng Yanran patted her towering chest and looked at Mo Lingquan with a palpitating face.

"Second brother... How do you know that the predecessor of the God of Food is here, and how do you have monkey wine? ”

Ling Yun, who had been silent, suddenly spoke.

"Want to know?"

Mo Lingquan turned his head with a smile on his face.

"Well..."

Ling Yun looked deaf.

"You can only understand it, but you can't say it. ”

By the time Ling Yun reacted, Mo Lingquan's figure had long since disappeared.