The whole body of the dragon core was wrapped around the wine jug, and when the wine jug was taken out by Zheng Ming, Adolf also discovered it for the first time.

Sure enough, the vague murderous intent in the corner of Adolf's eyes also dimmed a lot.

"Adolf, the master is different from Min Busy, this is Min Busy's wine, it is the last pot that I hid at the beginning, after the master knows its efficacy, I want to see if this wine can help you heal. ”

When Loongson explained, he had already detoured from the body of the pot to the spout, and his snake-like body stood upright on the pot stopper, with a sincere expression.

Every time he said a few words, the body of the dragon core swayed, and if it also had hands and feet, it would definitely be able to see it dancing with its hands and feet.

Although it looks a little funny, and the words are endless, Adolf naturally understands what it means after dealing with it for so long.

I saw Adolf take a deep look at Zheng Ming, then snorted coldly, and looked away, "Don't bring the master's things into this area." ”

Adolf himself did not notice that it referred to Min Busy, sometimes by his first name, and sometimes by his own name.

Zheng Ming didn't break it, but suddenly thought of the difference between the uncle's day and night, which may have a lot to do with this.

It's just that he didn't dwell too much on this issue and asked Adolf? This kind of thing, even if he knew about it, he wouldn't necessarily tell it, so why bother talking about it.

It's just that this wine must be delivered, and in the dark, he always feels that Adolf's wound is very familiar, and he also hopes to learn the true strength of the uncle from that wound.

"Adolf, in fact, this wine is not exactly what Uncle is doing, Uncle is no longer making wine now, he was brought out by Xiaolong at the beginning, and now Xiaolong has also given it to me, and then I handed it over to you, naturally it can't be regarded as something that Min Busy gave you, nor can it be completely regarded as something that Min Busy gave you. ”

Zheng Ming actually knew that Adolf refused just because he didn't want to accept Min Busy's kindness, and Zheng Ming's meaning was to tell it that this was not a gift from Min Busy, nothing more.

But Adolf couldn't get around, but instead grabbed Zheng Ming's speech and continued, "What the dragon core stole is not a dragon core thing. ”

As soon as these words came out, before Zheng Ming could speak, Loongson was anxious, "Why don't you count my things, and it wasn't considered stealing wine at the beginning, okay, Min was busy watching me take it, it was 'stealing' under his nose, this is called taking, he didn't refuse at that time, he just gave it to me." ”

Well, Loongson is also a strong word.

The rest of the story becomes a battle between a dragon and a small dragon similar to a snake, and there is a battle of words.

It wasn't until Mo Mo was giggling from the side that Erlong stopped in embarrassment.

Seeing that Adolf still didn't give in, Zheng Ming had no choice but to bite it at all, lift the flask and throw it down, and at the same time shout, "Okay, Adolf is really temperamental, then let's let this damn thing fall to pieces." ”

When no one was paying attention, the corners of Zheng Ming's mouth curved slightly.

"Don't, master/brother!"

This is Loongson and Momo exclaimed at the same time.

"Wait!"

Seeing that the flask was about to hit the ground, Adolf finally stopped it, and at the same time shot a line of water from his mouth, just enough to hold the flask.

Zheng Ming had already guessed this ending, when Loongson and Adolf were arguing just now, he had been paying attention to Adolf's expression, and he noticed that Adolf always looked at this pot of wine intentionally or unintentionally.

I want to be tight, too.

Mo Mo patted his chest with his little hand next to him, and Long Xin also patted his belly with his tail, and they were all taken aback.

Although Zheng Ming listened to their different denunciations, he was gentle with Adolf, and he didn't have the slightest awareness of what he had just done.

When Adolf held the flask in front of him with water magic, Zheng Ming said, "Can I take a look at your wounds."

Adolf didn't refuse outright like the last time, and after a little groaning, he agreed.

I saw that it slowly moved its body to the shore, and its movements were slower than at the beginning, although it did not cause a large area of waves.

Although he still couldn't see Adolf's complete body, as soon as he moved, the entire surface of the lake began to splash, as if the entire bottom of the lake was occupied by his body, and the surface of the water was probably less than one-twentieth of it.

Seeing Zheng Ming leaning over, Adolf put the wine jug back into his hand, "Human, just pour this wine into that wound." ”

When he took the wine jug, Zheng Ming happened to walk to the lake, and when he took another step forward, the overflowing lake water was about to flood the soles of his feet, so he stopped.

Looking at the wound in front of him that was bigger than his body, Zheng Ming couldn't help but feel a burst of panic.

Looking inside, there is no end in sight, and the innermost part is also covered by new muscles, not to mention the outside of the wound, because of the long-term immersion in the lake, many places are a large piece of white and purple.

"Is it really pouring straight into it?"

Zheng Ming hesitated when he needed to start, although he didn't know why Adolf didn't show pain, but such a big wound, no one believed it if it didn't hurt.

And he had to pour the wine directly on the wound, and he felt his teeth tremble just thinking about it.

"Pour, master, every time I see Adolf screaming in pain from this wound, I feel uncomfortable, and if this wine is really useful, it is better to have a long pain than a short pain. ”

After Loongson finished speaking, he heard Adolf snort coldly, and just thinking about why it didn't feel pain, he was penetrated by Loongson.

"Humans, if you want to fall, fall quickly, don't grind. The voice was ethereal, and it didn't echo in this empty area.

Yes, long pain is better than short pain, such a simple truth, you still need that stupid dragon to remind yourself.

After Zheng Ming figured it out, he pulled out the cork and made a gesture to pour the wine into the wound.

Just when the inclination of the wine jug reached a forty-five degree angle, a firewood knife flew out of the bamboo forest, happened to cross the wine jug and the wound, and then landed at Zheng Ming's feet, which was also beside Adolf.

A man and a dragon were stunned by this sudden change.

Seeing the icy cold light flashing on the blade of the firewood knife, even the dragon core and Mo Mo in the distance exclaimed in surprise.

Mo Mo exclaimed that the firewood knife almost cut his brother's hand, and Longxin was because the firewood knife was too familiar.

"Min busy!"

"Uncle?"

Except for Mo Mo, all of those present locked the direction in which the firewood knife flew out at the first time, and then Mo Mo also looked over.

"What are you doing, I knew I couldn't let that little snake get too close to you. ”

Before the man saw it, he heard the voice first.

Sure enough, it's an uncle.

Then the uncle came out of the woods with a firewood knife in his hand.