"The 'huge' senior brother, the 'exposed' second senior brother, the 'weird' third senior brother, the senior brothers of this Changtian Peak are not ordinary people, and it seems that this Changtian Peak is not a good place. ”

Nangong Hao thought about it, wanting to cry without tears. I had just gone through the devastation of the burial dragon land, and before I could recover from it, I was pulled to such a place again.

Nangong Hao frowned, holding on to the last glimmer of hope, and asked Hu Mei.

"Senior sister, are you sure this is Changtian Peak? ”

"Hahaha...... Why, don't you think this place is like Changtian Peak?" Hu Mei laughed heartily and teased.

Nangong Hao swallowed his saliva hard, looked Hu Mei up and down, and subconsciously spoke: "Senior sister, you are so beautiful." Surely you don't have any quirks, do you?"

"Hahaha, my junior brother is really good at laughing, and I am also addicted to the way of red dust, and my favorite thing is you white-faced students, which are very good. Brother, you are quite to my taste. Brother, this is not a quirk. Hu Mei's cheeks were slightly red, her eyes blinked, and her already delicate face became even more charming.

Hu Mei pursed her lips slightly, as if she wanted to eat Nangong Hao, and her hand was on Nangong Hao's shoulder, smiling extraordinarily brightly.

"Senior sister, that's the way to the peak master, right. Then I won't bother Senior Sister, Senior Sister, you ...... We...... Let's meet again another day. Nangong Hao gasped, his face was full of pain, and he hurriedly pulled away and ran away, only to hear Hu Mei's louder laughter behind him.

"What kind of demons and monsters are these Changtian Peaks, each one is more terrifying than the other. The peak master of this Changtian Peak doesn't know what kind of strange thing it is. Leaving Hu Mei, Nangong Hao looked around, for fear of jumping out of some kind of monster, and there were thousands of the appearance of the peak master in his head.

Suddenly, a strong and pungent aroma of wine passed through the tip of Nangong Hao's nose, as if it had spirituality, and it suddenly dissipated.

"What wine!" Nangong Hao closed his eyes and pondered the previous taste, and secretly swallowed his saliva.

Living in Tamura for several years, wine is extremely familiar to Nangong Hao, Nangong Hao has also learned a lot of winemaking skills in Tamura, at this time, I smelled it, and immediately felt the warmth of this wine, but Nangong Hao felt more deeply is a longing.

"If you feel it, come up, how about the old man invite you to have a drink?"

A sound sounded above Nangong Hao's head. Then, a small cloud slowly floated down in front of Nangong Hao and stopped in front of Nangong Hao.

Before Nangong Hao could stand up, the seemingly gentle clouds directly rolled up Nangong Hao, who was stunned, and arrived at the top of Changtian Peak in the blink of an eye.

"You...... You ......" just landed, Nangong Hao's feet trembled, and he vomited on the ground for a long time, but he didn't say anything.

However, the scene in front of him surprised Nangong Hao.

There are countless wine jars, and there are many of them that have been opened, all kinds of wine, and all kinds of aromas are intertwined, like countless silk threads entangled, like a gorgeous color painting, which makes Nangong Hao breathtaking.

"Well, little ghost, my Sakata is okay. Not far away, a white-haired old man dressed in a cloak and stepping on straw sandals carried a jar of wine, looked at Nangong Hao with a smile and said.

"The younger generation visits the peak master, and the peak master's wine field can be described as a fairyland on earth, which makes the younger generation fascinated. Nangong Hao saw the old man's extraordinaryness at a glance, bent down and arched his hand, and praised again and again.

The white-haired old man disagreed, and said with a smile: "Flim tongue." You must have tasted most of the sake in Tamura. The old man Liu Haoran, known as Yizi, is welcome to join Changtian Peak. ”

"It is an honor for the juniors to be able to join Changtian Peak, and the juniors have come to visit the peak master, but I don't know if the peak master needs the help of the juniors. Nangong Hao glanced at the wine jar on his shoulder and said.

Yizi smiled, threw the wine jar on his shoulder to Nangong Hao, stroked his white beard, and said, "Little ghost, if you hold this jar of wine firmly today, I'll invite you to drink a few glasses, how about it?"

"It's just a jar of wine, what can't be moved. The people of Changtian Peak are really, all of them are chattering. Nangong Hao looked at the wine jar that flew towards him and didn't think so, but the few wisps of wine fragrance that came out of the wine jar from time to time made Nangong Hao lick his lips and feel a little moved.

The wine jar was ordinary, except for the abnormal aroma of the wine, the rest was undoubtedly different from what Nangong Hao saw in Tiancun.

However, when Nangong Hao held the wine jar with both hands, his face changed instantly.

The weight of the wine jar is really a bit beyond Nangong Hao's imagination, no matter how hard you exert your strength, the wine jar is constantly sinking, and it is terrifyingly heavy.

Nangong Hao's hands were bruised, and his whole face was even redder, and it was useless to use all the strength to eat.

"Wow, this old man frames me, this wine jar can be moved by people?Mom, it's too heavy" Nangong Hao complained in his heart, now he sank a few inches into the ground, and the hands holding the wine jar trembled even more, only his left hand flashed a few purple lights from time to time, making Nangong Hao barely hold on.

"This is brewed by Wang Tianqi himself, if you want to drink it, just lift this wine jar and hold it steady. Yizi looked at Nangong Hao with interest, glanced at Nangong Hao's left hand from time to time, and quietly gestured with the seal of the law with one hand.

"Uncle Wang!" Nangong Hao's face was full of bruises, he clenched his teeth, and said with difficulty, "As long as I lift it, I can drink Uncle Wang's wine, don't regret it." ”

"Fight! Fight! This old man still has the wine brewed by Uncle Wang, I have to drink a few sips!"

Nangong Hao's dantian was churning, and it continued to erupt from Nangong Hao's hands, winding upwards, and surrounding the wine jar.

At this time, Nangong Hao's left hand had already turned into a dragon claw, with silver-white scales protruding and purple light dazzling.

The peak master in front of him feels very kind, he can get Tamura's fine wine all the year round, not to mention the relationship with Uncle Wang, at this moment, the dragon arm is directly manifested, and it is also Nangong Hao's trust in a group.

The silver light at Nangong Hao's dantian was also active, and there was a lot of spiritual energy overflowing between the churns, as if he was helping Nangong Hao to carry the wine jar.

"When I should have made a move, I won't be ambiguous, isn't it the key wine jar, Uncle Wang's wine, I'm going to drink it. Give it to me!"

The dragon arm exerted its strength, the aura swirled, and in Nangong Hao's loud shout, the wine jar was also raised little by little, and finally stabilized on Nangong Hao's hands.

"Wang Tianqi has put a lot of effort into this kid. Not bad, not bad. I want to see what this kid will do to this Demon Heavenly Sect and what this last world will become. ”

One stretched his waist, took out two wine glasses out of thin air, and a wooden table, and rested on the ground, and the jar of wine that Nangong Hao was carrying with both hands also floated over and fell on the wooden table.

The wine jar was not there, Nangong Hao was instantly relieved, drooped his arms, and sat on the ground. With a flick of his hair, he watched intently, and the wine gradually poured out was like a trickle sliding down the wine jar.