"Master, you have a lot of food here, it's very hearty......", Liu Jinyuan had a smile on his face, a gentle and elegant appearance, but his eyes were looking at the various foods placed on the Wuyan picnic tablecloth.

The red wine inside the goblet looks very elegant.

Although in modern times, it is just the most ordinary glass, but this glass goblet is naturally a priceless treasure in this ancient plane.

"If you want to eat, just sit down......", looking at Liu Jinyuan and Lin Yueru's appearance, how could Wu Yan not know their thoughts? With a smile on his face.

As he spoke, he put his palms behind his back and took out two more goblets, and, of course, chopsticks.

At this time, Lin Yueru curiously walked behind Wu Yan to see where he took these things from.

However, what surprised Lin Yueru was that there was no mystery behind Wu Yan.

Wu Yan's palm was behind him, obviously empty-handed, but every time he got it in front of him, there was something.

It's unimaginable that Wu Yan obviously has empty hands, and there is no place to put things on his body, but with so many things, it's like a trick to take them out.

"Hey, surnamed Wu, are all these things of yours changed by spells?"

After reading it several times in a row, but not understanding how these things came out of Wu Yan, Lin Yueru couldn't help the curiosity in her heart and asked.

"Yes, Master, Cousin Yueru and I obviously see that you are empty-handed, where did you get these things from", Liu Jinyuan followed the example of Wu Yan, took a sip of red wine with a goblet, and then asked.

"Who said I didn't bring anything? The amount of food and clothing I brought with me is enough for me to use for a year, but I have a trick, well, spell, Nasumeru and mustard seeds, you should have heard of it, right? ”。

In response to Liu Jinyuan and Lin Yueru's inquiry, Wu Yan replied that they couldn't understand magic, and it was appropriate to explain it with spells.

"Na Sumeru in mustard seeds? I didn't expect you, Master, to still have such a legendary spell? Hearing this, Liu Jinyuan said in surprise, and at the same time suddenly realized.

It's no wonder that Master didn't bring anything, but there were all kinds of things.

"Na Sumeru in mustard seeds? What does that mean? Lin Yueru, who was next to her, looked completely incomprehensible and asked.

If Liu Jinyuan has read a lot of books since he was a child, then Lin Yueru has practiced martial arts since he was a child, and he really doesn't understand these crepe things.

Seeing that she didn't understand, Liu Jinyuan also explained the meaning of this sentence to Lin Yueru, that is, the legend says that a Mount Meru can be stored in a small mustard seed.

"It turns out that you still have such a spell, then you have been watching me and my cousin carrying a big package and working tirelessly and don't help ......", after understanding, Lin Yueru shouted at Wu Yan.

"Yes, now holding my food and drinking my wine, but still counting my ......", Wu Yan rolled her eyes at Lin Yueru's words and said angrily.

"But ......", Wu Yan's words made Lin Yueru angry, feeling that he was tired and tired from carrying things just now, and he was completely watching the play from the side.

"Hahaha, there is wine here, ......", it's just that Lin Yueru just wanted to speak, but before she could say anything, suddenly, a long laugh rang out.

Instantly, a figure descended from the sky, and after squeezing a sword trick in both hands, a huge wine gourd shrank rapidly with his spell, and then hung on his waist.

Looking at this man who fell from the sky, about forty or fifty years old, he gave people a sense of unkempt sloppiness, with a long sword on his back and a wine gourd hanging from his waist, with a little drunkenness in his expression, but it made people feel uninhibited and wanton and chic.

"Hey, hey, hey, good wine glass, so beautiful wine ......", after it fell, the man's eyes were like a magnet attracted by the red wine in Wu Yan's goblet, his eyes lit up, and he said in admiration.

As he spoke, he directly grabbed the wine glass in Wu Yan's hand.

"A sword cultivator, and he's a drunkard?" , Looking at this man who fell from the sky, Wu Yan's heart moved.

Looking at the palm that grabbed his wine glass, Wu Yan's hand holding the wine glass shrank slightly, just letting the other party grab it.

"Huh? You kid have a bit of a trick."

Although it was just a random shot, but it was able to dodge, the man with three points of drunkenness snorted lightly and said in surprise.

"Do you please be the head of Mo Yixi?" , Looking up and down the man in front of him seriously, Wu Yan asked.

"Huh? You little doll actually recognize me? Hearing Wu Yan's words, the man said in surprise.

"Sure enough, it's him, Wine Sword Fairy!" Hearing the man's acknowledgment, the conjecture in Wu Yan's heart was confirmed, and he muttered in his heart.

Unexpectedly, by chance, he would encounter a wine sword fairy falling from the sky.

"Hey, boy, since you know me, you know that I have good wine in life, and it just so happens that all the wine in my gourd has been drunk, and I will come down when I smell your wine, how about cutting my love?" , shook the wine gourd that was already empty on his waist, and the wine sword fairy looked at the wine in Wuyan's cup with bright eyes.

Wu Yan thought about what was the purpose of contact with Li Xiaoyao? Of course, I want to use Li Xiaoyao as a bridge to have more contact with Shushan, and take a good look at what the sword cultivation in Shushan is like, and what it is like to enter the Tao with a sword.

Now, now that he has met the Wine Sword Immortal, Wu Yan certainly wants to have a good relationship with him.

"Meeting is fate, since Mo Daochang wants to drink, Wu will naturally not be stingy, please ......", pointing to the half bottle of red wine on the tablecloth, Wu Yan invited.

"Okay, refreshed!" , Hearing that Wu Yan was willing to invite himself to drink, Jiu Jian Immortal laughed and said.

He was not polite when he spoke, and reached out and grabbed the remaining half bottle of red wine and took a sip.

"This wine is more than sweet, but it doesn't taste like much wine, it's a bit like the wine that girls drink", smashed his mouth a few times, and the wine sword fairy looked a little disappointed, and shook his head.

"Daoist Mo wants spirits? I have that too! Seeing that Jiu Jian Xian didn't like low-alcohol red wine very much, Wu Yan smiled slightly, and took a bottle of white wine out of his hand.

The liquor produced in modern society has an alcohol concentration of about 50 degrees, which is naturally a strong liquor compared to the liquor of the ancient plane.

"You kid, the wine bottle is beautifully made, but I don't know how the wine tastes inside", he reached out and took the bottle of liquor, and the wine sword fairy gently scratched his fingers, and the bottleneck was directly cut off, smooth as a mirror.

Then the wine sword fairy was very bold again, and he was gurgling in front of his mouth.