"Good brother?"

"Good brother?"

Ran Lu looked up at Wu Chen, who was smiling in front of him, and the hand holding the wine bottle hesitated for a moment.

"Daoyou is hiding it so hard, and it is good to persuade you for a long time because of the loss below, and I never thought that it would fall into the eyes of Daoyou, but I am afraid that it will be a joke. Ran Lu raised his head and smiled bitterly at Wu Chen.

Wu Chen pretended to look at Ran Lu with a puzzled face: "Good brother, I'm afraid you're drunk." ”

And * clenched his fists, and said with a face full of indignation: "Good brother, what you said is indeed right, that pawnshop is really a black shop, what do you dare to call it indefinitely, I see that it will be renamed as a bullying pawnshop in the future, and Tong Su is bullied." ”

At the door of the pawnshop for no time, the old man in a felt hat who was standing on the left side of the gate again suddenly stumbled and almost fell to the ground.

Ge 13 lowered his head and pondered, hesitating, hesitating whether to change that nothing to have.

However, after hesitating for a moment, he still didn't do it, and even if he did change the words, he would never be able to change his turn.

The old man Ge 13 looked at the magnificent seven-story building on the side, the Four Seas Xuanqi Pavilion, and his face was full of disdain.

I'm afraid that all the monks will only feel that this one-and-a-half-pawnshop behind them is all relying on the Four Seas Xuanqi Pavilion on the side, otherwise, they will definitely only eat ashes.

But Ge Thirteen knew how the Four Seas Xuanqi Pavilion was built next to the indefinite pawnshop in the first place.

I really think that the indefinite pawnshop is simple, and it can make him, a strong man of the Xuan Emperor of the Three Realms, who has to tremble three times when he stomps on the mountain of an ordinary sect, and looks at the indefinite pawnshop with the gate for nearly a hundred years, will it be a simple shop?

The old man Ge Thirteen, looking at Wu Chen bending down and the young white-clothed monk who really had a murderous intent with him, but did not make a move in the end, secretly thought in his heart, the indefinite pawnshop that could kill the monks of the Three Realms was really coming back.

He didn't dare to think about something that a monk of the Upper Three Realms didn't dare to think about, and for some reason he would pin his wings on a martial cultivator he had just met.

Because of the things about him that have been passed down by the head of the family name Ge for generations.

Those things that Ge Thirteen couldn't even think of.

"Smack!", Ran Lu flew away Wu Chen's hand that unconsciously touched the wine can.

How could the little drunkard of the Ran family be drunk by this little drink?

chuckled and said, "Fellow Daoist, there's something wrong with your hand!"

Wu Chen, who was discovered, did not show the slightest embarrassment, and said solemnly: "Good brother, what are you doing? The two of us have both come across a black shop, isn't this situation just to pour out the wine and pour the anger in our hearts?"

Wu Chen, who was talking, simply sat down and sat straight opposite Ran Lu.

Looking at Ran Lu's face full of "I believe you are a ghost", he took out a pot of wine by himself, put it in front of Ran Lu and said: "Besides, with the good brother's previous heartfelt words, how could I drink the good brother's wine for nothing, it just so happens that I also have a pot of good wine here that has been treasured for many years, but if I drink it with the good brother, it will be regarded as an apology for not listening to the good brother's good words before." ”

Ran Lu looked at the chic and heroic Wu Chen, who couldn't be arrogant, but made himself look a little inferior.

Thinking of the various mysteries on Wu Chen's body, coupled with the inexplicable omen before, even if it is a good wine that he has treasured for many years, it must be extraordinary.

The blue-black wine jar handed over by Wu Chen, who was in charge of it, was like a cheap liquor mixed with water in the world, but Ran Lu was also a little uncertain for a while.

Who knew this wine wasn't the best wine on the mountain in a normal garment.

With a little hesitation, he stretched out his hand to take it, but when he saw Wu Chen's happy face, and couldn't wait to take off the wine jar, his heart suddenly chuckled.

Especially when Wu Chen freed up the hand that handed the wine, and looked at the most precious bottle of the top wine on the mountain among the bunch of wine jars in front of him, Ran Lu knew that he had been deceived by the simple and honest Taoist friend in front of him.

Sure enough, Ran Lu, who took a sip, spit out with a "poof", almost not scolding his mother.

Wu Chen took a sip of the bottle of wine in his hand, and couldn't help but be satisfied softly.

As soon as I came out of the pawnshop, I was immediately attracted by this wine, and it was not in vain that I did so.

As for the good brother in his mouth, it was the Xizhou special nepeta wine that he had purchased from the last bit of purple crystal in his pocket on the freight ferry of the Famous Sect, which was specially supplied in the lower class.

Ran Lu wiped the wine like horse urine from the corner of his eyes, and said angrily: "Fellow Daoist, this is not kind!"

Especially when he saw Wu Chen gulping his tongue into a small mouthful, he was even more angry.

He secretly cursed a wordless nonsense in his heart, and was about to go to his mother's omen, and he had to snatch it back, but it was the last can left after he Ran Lu spent a lot of effort to get two cans of wine after drinking one can for several months.

Wu Chen raised his eyelids lightly, and apologized without any guilt: "Oh! Good brother, good brother, I just paid attention to your good wine, my hand slipped and took the wrong wine, how can I give you a good brother to drink the kind I usually drink, good brother, you taste this, this is something I usually don't want to drink, I really can't bear it, I will only take a sip, if it is not for the fate of the good brother, even if it is an ordinary monk of the upper three realms, I have to think about one or two." ”

Ran Lu's face was full of disgust, let alone imagination.

However, he still reached out and took the thin-necked wine vessel thrown by Wu Chen.

The big deal is to spit it out again.

Especially when Ran Lu listened to Wu Chen's particularly kind reminder.

"Good brother, good wine is rare, you can only take a sip, don't be greedy, otherwise I can only hold the empty jar and breathe on my back in the future." ”

Are you still greedy for a cup? It's good to let my son Ran swallow it.

Pinch your nose and tilt your head to take a puff.

When the wine entered his mouth, Ran Lu's face suddenly changed, his eyes were closed, and he felt a fire dragon walking downstream along his mouth.

The veins of physical strength are biting at the fire dragon as if they haven't eaten for a long time.

With a sound of "separation", Ran Lu burped a lot.

looked up at Wu Chen like a thief, and found that Wu Chen was lowering his head on the pile of wine in front of him, picking and choosing.

Hurriedly raised his head and took another sip, but found that the small bottle did not leak a drop of wine, but he could still hear the wine swaying when he shook the bottle lightly.

It's strange and weird.

However, Ran Lu was born in the top family of Zhongzhou, what is strange, and there are treasures on the mountain.

In an instant, I realized that the wine vessel was extraordinary.

After looking closely, I gasped.

The wine jar of the medium-grade Xuanqi!

Suddenly looked up at Wu Chen, and found that Wu Chen looked up at himself again at some point.

Squinted and smiled: "The good brother is really a good brother, just one bite." ”