Qingnu brought a few bowls of wine: "Childe, don't blame, it's late now, several restaurants are closed, and now I'm afraid I won't be able to buy my daughter's popularity." This is the wine of our store, and the taste is lighter than that of my daughter's red, but it is better than the sweetness, so I can give it a try. ”

There was a small peach blossom floating in the three small glasses of wine brought by the green slave, and the wine was tender and tender, and the appearance was very pleasant. Qing Nu put a cup in front of Xiao Lian, He Jingying and the black-faced eighth master in turn.

Xiao Lian picked up the wine glass and sniffed it: "This wine is sweet." While speaking, an elbow accidentally touched the cup in front of the black-faced eighth master.

Xiao Lian dared to apologize and said: "The eighth master is embarrassed, forgive the sin." Xiao Lian dared to hold his cup tightly to the eighth master: "Eighth master, you drink this cup first." ”

The black-faced eighth master glanced at the wine glass in Xiao Lian's hand: "This thing has a light taste, I can't get used to it." ”

Xiao Lian smiled slightly: "The wine that the eighth master is not used to drinking, I also dislike the taste, so let's wait for tomorrow to buy my daughter red and drink with the eighth master." ”

Qing Nu's face was a little embarrassed, and he took back the three glasses of wine and took them down.

As he spoke, a drunken drunkard barged in. The drunk man walked crookedly, not looking at the road, staggering over with a bottle of wine in his hand, and almost bumped into He Jingying.

The drunkard was not only drunk, but also had the breath of a dying man, and he could not walk with his hands and feet, and his whole body exuded a foul smell. Only the skin of the clothes on his body can be seen to be born in a rich and noble family, but the appearance is no different from the beggar on the street.

Xiao Lian saw the drunk rushing over, and his eyes were clear, and he quickly grabbed He Jingying's waist and dodged sideways. The drunk man couldn't stand steadily, and he pounced forward, and just threw himself into the arms of the eighth master, and not a drop of the wine in the wine bottle was spilled on the eighth master's head.

The eighth master kicked the drunk man to the ground: "I'll go to Nima!" Where did you come from something that doesn't have long eyes, you ......" The eighth master saw the appearance of the drunk man and suddenly stopped talking.

The drunk man saw that it was the eighth master, and his face showed fear: "Eight ...... Eighth Master. I...... I ......"

The eighth master picked up the man's collar and lifted the person up: "Stinky boy, why the do you dare to come, don't hurt the uncle." The drunkard took out a money pocket, which contained a few taels of silver: "Eighth master, I still have some money, I'll come, I'll buy some ......."

"Phew." The eighth master spat and slammed the drunk man to the ground: "Where did you get the money?" You still think you're a young master. What is your silver enough to buy? Get out of here and hide your turtle's head. The money you owe Ma Ye hasn't been paid off yet, and you dare to come! ”

"Eight, eighth master, enough, really enough!" The drunk man looked flattering, and pulled up his sleeves: "Arms, I still have arms, do you want Ma Ye." ”

"Phew, you haven't washed your arm for hundreds of years, who wants it! It's not as good as the pork knuckle on the pork shop! You plague god, what are you doing if you want to buy something and not find that vampire woman, pounce on me! ”

"Vampire?! Green slaves? Eighth Master, did you see her? "The drunkard was like a spirit, and suddenly woke up. The dead air in his body was diluted by a wave of hatred.

"Wasn't this still there just now?"

"Green slaves! Green slaves! "The drunkard let go of the eighth master and looked around like a madman in the casino.

In the riot just now, the green slave has long since disappeared. Even He Jingying didn't notice when the Qing slave left.

Hearing the movement upstairs, two black-clothed guards came up downstairs, one left and one right, carrying the drunk man and throwing it out.

He Jingying and Xiao Lian glanced at each other and walked out.

The drunken man was thrown out of the gold hole, and his whole body seemed to be extremely cold, and he trembled all over, and his teeth chattered. He put his hands on himself, scratching here and there, as if his body was crawling with ants, and he was uncomfortable.

Xiao Lian, He Jingying, and Cao Jingzhao climbed on a tree. Seeing that the drunken man was about to jump into the river, the young slave quietly walked out.

As soon as the drunkard saw the whole person, he pounced, and the young slave was so shocked that he took a few steps back. The drunken man trembled even more, with a hideous expression on his face, and looked at the young slave and scolded: "Slut! You dare to come out to see me! ”

Qing Nu frowned, and opened the handkerchief in his hand a little, revealing a small scarlet pill, which was the Immortal Jade Dew Pill.

As soon as the drunk man saw the things in the hand of the young slave, his whole face changed in a moment, and he looked at the young slave with a flattering face: "Good young slave, give it to me." ”

Qingnu took a step back: "It's okay to give it to you, but you have to promise me one thing." ”

When the drunk man saw the Immortal Jade Dew Pill, he didn't care about anything else, and promised: "Yes, yes, good young slave, I will agree to whatever you say." ”

The drunk man was full of alcohol, and the young slave frowned and covered his nose with a handkerchief, not stinging with his disgust: "This is the last time I will give you the Immortal Jade Dew Pill, you can't come to me again in the future." ”

At this time, he was willing to let the drunk kneel on the ground and lick the tips of the young slave's shoes, and what else could not be promised. The drunkard crawled in front of the young slave like a pug: "Good young slave, I promise you, you give me the medicine quickly." ”

The hand of the young slave holding the Immortal Jade Dew Pill hung high, and as soon as the hand was released, a scarlet pill rolled on the ground.

The drunken man crawled over with his hands and feet. The scarlet pill rolled down between the cracks in the stone pavement, and the drunk was so anxious that he was going crazy, picking at the cracks in the stone slabs and digging his fingers into the dirt.

The young slave walked up to the drunkard and took out a dagger from his sleeve. The dagger shone brightly in the moonlight. But the drunkard didn't notice it.

The young slave's hand was raised high and plunged into the drunkard's back. The drunk man snorted, but he didn't resist at all, and he was still using his fingers to pick at the Immortal Jade Dew Pill between the cracks in the stone slabs. It seems that this fairy jade dew pill is a life-saving medicine and an elixir for resurrecting the dead.

The young slave was still angry, and became more ferocious, and stabbed the drunkard in the back with a knife. The blood that gradually rose stained the green shirt of the young slave with bloodstains, like a blooming flower.

Every time he was stabbed, the drunk would twitch, but he didn't seem to have the strength to resist, and he didn't even look back at the young slave. But he seemed to have infinite strength, lifted the bluestone slab on the ground a little, and finally took out the Immortal Jade Dew Pill.

He swallowed the Immortal Jade Dew Pill wrapped in dirt in one gulp.

He really didn't feel any pain.

A satisfied smile gradually appeared on his face, and his eyes gradually drifted away, as if he were dying in bliss.

The young slave stood up disdainfully, wiped the dagger clean with a handkerchief, and wiped the blood from his face at will.

Then two men in black dressed in coarse cloth came over, one raised his hand and the other raised his foot, and threw the drunk man into the river with a "bang".

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