This spacious basement is shady, but after seeing the wine cabinet hidden in the three walls, Xu Qing finally has a certain understanding of the boring life of the blood clan, this guy is a real alcoholic, a drunkard who understands wine, it is hard to imagine what it is like to put thousands of bottles of wine from all over the world next to a coffin, once it is on fire, it is likely to be a vigorous cremation.

Xu Qing didn't dare to smoke in this dangerous place, because many of them were spirits above 50 degrees, and most of the three-sided wine cabinets were colorful Molotov cocktails.

Steve took out two square-mouthed crystal cups from the top of the wine cabinet, the cups touched lightly, making a crisp sound, he stretched out his hand and made a gesture to Xu Qing and said: "Dear guests, there are 1,500 kinds of fine wines from all over the world here, I believe you will definitely find your favorite." With that, he handed over one of the crystal cups.

Xu Qing took the glass, glanced at the dazzling wine cabinet, and asked in a low voice: "I still like the things handed down by my ancestors in China, just get some vintage liquor, you invite me to come because you don't mean to be a drunkard?" ”

Steve narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "Sir is really fast-talking, I like to deal with refreshing people like you, but when it comes to Chinese wine, I have two jars of old wine here, I heard that it is a wine that has been cellared for a hundred years, if you taste it, I can give it to you." ”

Xu Qing smiled noncommittally, he didn't believe in the wine that had been stored for a hundred years, if the ethanol had been sealed badly, the ethanol would have volatilized clean, it would be equivalent to drinking old water, but the purpose of his coming here was not to taste any fine wine, just like this old blood clan didn't call him here just to drink.

Chinese wine culture has a long history, whether it is festivals, friends, entertainment, parties...... Wine is an indispensable good thing, drinking a glass of liquor, making a friend is the most realistic statement, two people who don't know each other sit on the wine table, three glasses of belly can be an old friend who has nothing to say, it seems that the blood clan of this good wine also knows this.

Thinking about it, Steve had already bent down and took out an old green jade wine jar from the bottom of the wine cabinet in the north, and at the moment when he lifted the wine jar, Xu Qing felt a chill in his eyes, and then his heart beat violently a few times, he quickly blinked his eyelids and looked at the green jade wine jar.

"Isn't it? Is that okay? Xu Qing couldn't help but exclaim, and Steve, who was on the other side, looked stunned for some reason.

There was a layer of green qi attached to the wine jar that Xu Qing saw in his eyes, and he was being affected by the perspective of the eye of the see-through into turmoil, and the wisps were thrown into his eyes, and in surprise, there was a burst of joy in his heart, and his feet slid towards Steve like a phantom, which made the old blood clan subconsciously take a step back.

Click! With the sound of the wind in one hand, the five fingers of the five fingers were tightly fastened on the seal of the green jade wine jar, and the jar was grabbed back, Steve secretly took a cool breath, and was glad that he didn't make any dodge just now, and the two slightly red eyes gradually returned to their original state.

Xu Qing snatched the wine jar in his hand, hugged it and took two steps back, his body fell down and sat firmly on the top lid of the coffin placed in the center, and he didn't see a chair or anything until he came in, this coffin board sat down and sat down, he didn't open the mud seal on the wine jar, so he put the jar directly on his forehead, with this posture can absorb the long-lost colored gas faster, as for where he is, he doesn't have to pay attention to it.