Lin Fang sniffed, and it was exceptionally sweet and delicious.

"A drink mixed with blood and strong XO is a pure Bloody Mary, you can taste it." Lin Fang's wine was quickly blended and sent to Lin Fang.

Looking at the bland-looking cocktail in front of him, which was actually appetizing, Lin Fang picked it up with some excitement and put it in his mouth.

The aroma of the spirits and the sweetness of the blood intertwine create an unprecedented taste impact.

Lin Fang's face was wrinkled when he drank this special drink, but it quickly relaxed, and the whole person had a feeling of fluttering.

However, the things in the body quickly decomposed the power brought by the drink, and Lin Fang quickly calmed down, but his stomach hurt a little, and he wanted to have diarrhea inexplicably.

"Excuse me, where's the toilet?" Lin Fang understood that this was probably the XO that played a role.

"It seems that you are really a pure corpse king, and you can't eat any mortal things." The purer the zombie, the less it can eat human food.

This is still a cocktail of blood, and he can't even eat it.

"Uh...... Makes you laugh. Lin Fang smiled awkwardly, and immediately ran in the direction pointed by the other party. Along the way, he also had a strange expression and a terrifying look, which can be said to be very funny.

Bai Qi looked at the woman in front of him, although he was also dressed very coolly, but there was no trace of feminine femininity on his body. With a frown, she looked at the drink she was blending.

"I heard that you are a famous general in Chinese history, and I think that a pure cup of cocktail that is most suitable for men to drink must be very suitable for you." The woman mixes a cold-looking white wine with a red liquid. What makes people feel amazing is that the wine in this glass has turned blood red on the bottom and transparent white on the top. A glass of wine looks more like a work of art, "This wine is not comparable to those wines full of impurities in ancient times." You taste it. With that, he lifted his glass and put it into something that looked like an iron box.

After closing the door, he took the object out of it. The cup has become translucent.

Bai raised his eyebrows and took the so-called cocktail from the other party's hand.

I caught it, and I could smell the charming aroma of wine.

"Sure enough, it's an onmyoji, and there are two hits." There are no Taoist priests abroad, but there are onmyoji who collect ghosts.

However, as an onmyoji, he is also very self-aware, and he also knows whether the ghost in front of him can be accepted.

For example, the one in front of him, this onmyoji also knows that he will never be able to accept it.

Since you can't accept it, you can only please and try to be friends.

Bai Qi picked up the wine glass and wanted to drink it, but he didn't expect the other party to make a stop action.

"This wine needs to be tasted, but that's not how it is drunk." After speaking, he picked up the wine glass in his hand, shook it gently, so that the cup exuded a strong aroma of wine, and then took a sip.

Seeing this, Bai Qi looked a little disagreeing, "Eating meat and drinking wine is the pursuit of those of us who are ancients." With that, he picked up his glass and drank it all.

The moment the long-lost spicy liquid passed through his throat, it instantly made Bai Qi feel like he was alive again.

With everything he experienced in his life, especially all the scenes of killing enemies on the battlefield, jumped into his memory.

A glass of wine can have such a great power, recalling the past, a teardrop broke out from the corner of the white eye, when the aftertaste of the wine disappeared from the tip of his tongue, those bloody battlefield memories gradually turned into the ordinary years when he and his wife were in love when they returned to the field.

"Is it good wine? Checkmate? The woman raised her lips slightly and asked.

"Wine is good wine, but ghosts are not good ghosts, bring me a bottle of wine called white bottle, it tastes a little like our wine from China." The taste of wine is still very tricky, Bai Qi pointed to the bottle of wine packaged in the white bottle and said.

"This is the best Moutai! It was also Lin who specifically instructed me to prepare for your reception. Please drink. With a smile, the bartender put the bottle of wine in the iron box for a moment, then took it out and placed it in front of Bai Qi.

Bai Qi took it and unscrewed the lid.

Grunt poured himself a big mouthful, and then stretched out his hand to wipe the wine stains from the corner of his mouth, "Good wine!" Delicious! "The purity of this wine is indeed comparable to that of their ancient multigrain wines.

Bai Qi doesn't have any hobbies in his life, he just likes to have a few drinks.

But I haven't drunk any good wine.

So this wine was unexpectedly delicious, and he was very satisfied.

When Lin Fang came back from the toilet, he saw the picture of Bai Qi drinking heavily.

"What are you...... What did you give him a drink? Lin Fang looked at the trademark on the bottle of wine, and was instantly speechless, "This ...... Is it really Moutai? "Moutai naturally distinguishes between the true and the fake.

Really Moutai can be worth the price of a house in those third- and fourth-tier cities.

"What Lin prepared should be genuine." Lin Yan's purpose has always been to have fun in time, and he can't be guilty of wronging himself with fake wine.

After the woman finished speaking, she poured a cup of pure blood for Lin Fang and put it in front of Lin Fang. "You shouldn't have diarrhea after drinking this."

"Thank you." A touch of embarrassment flashed on Lin Fang's face, and he reached out to take the cup.

Taking a sip of blood, the sweet smell was simply intoxicating.

Lin Fang swore that Lin Yan came here with the appetite to raise Diao.

raised his eyes and looked at Lin Yan, who had already released himself on the dance floor, and suddenly had a feeling of envy that he could live so freely.

"Some people are born to live so freely, while others can't. Like you, like me. I haven't asked for your name yet. The bartender poured himself a low-alcohol drink and made a toast.

Lin Fang picked up the cup in his hand and slammed the other party's wine glass gently, "Lin Fang." ”

"My name is color, and my name is a color word." The color smiled faintly, and this kind of calm and unfazed temperament made people feel a sense of brightness.

"Not bad! That's a great name! Come on! Cheers! Bai Qi was already infected with a hint of drunkenness, burped a wine, and held up the bottle to toast to everyone.

He ...... You okay? Lin Fang was not very relieved about Bai Qi's state, but he still raised his wine glass and touched it.

"It's okay, according to his cultivation, he won't be drunk by this mortal wine. It's just that I've lived too long and want to get drunk. "It's full of Zen nature.

Lin Fang nodded as if he didn't understand, and let out a sigh.

"How? Are you still happy to be entertained by my onmyoji friend? Lin Yan finally came out of those women's piles, put his arms around Lin Fang and Bai Qi's shoulders, and asked.

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