The corners of Lu Miaozi's mouth twitched, he didn't know why, he always felt that what Han Yi said was inexplicably weird.

"Your Majesty praises me."

Lu Miaozi had neither acceptance nor refusal, and after raising a glass to return the salute to Han Yi, he was silent, as if he was considering.

Han Yi didn't care about this, and tasted the wine by himself, after all, not refusing meant that there was a chance in this matter.

Even if he refuses, as long as the benefits are attractive enough, it is not a problem for him to re-say yes.

"This wine is made of six kinds of fresh fruits, including pomegranates, grapes, oranges, mountain residues, green plums and pineapples, and is made from fruit selection, washing, bleaching, crushing, abandoning the core, maceration, juice extraction, fermentation, comparison, filtration, and mellowing, and then loaded into wooden barrels for three years of buried aging, which is not bad!"

After squinting and savoring it, Han Yi couldn't help but smile and nodded in approval.

Lu Miaozi's wine is just good in his eyes.

After all, in the past few worlds, he has tasted a few good wines, not to mention the best wines brewed in modern times, just those centuries of good wine treasured in the ancient world, he has not tasted it.

Compared with the hundreds of years of fine wine, the six-fruit brew that makes Lu Miaozi proud can only be a good name.

Of course, Lu Miaozi didn't know about Han Yi's experience, although he was also surprised that Han Yi had determined the brewing materials, process, and even time with a glass of wine.

But for what Han Yi said was good, he was also a little unimpressed.

"Your Majesty, as the king of a country, has naturally drunk even better wine than the six fruits I brewed."

In his opinion, even if Han Yi was the emperor of the Great Sui, the wine he drank might not be comparable to his Liuguo Brew.

After all, Yang Jian and Dugu Jia Luo are notoriously frugal, and it is impossible to spend time collecting good wine for enjoyment.

And Han Yi has only been on the throne for a few months, and there is no news in the news he learned that Han Yi is greedy for luxury and collects fine wine.

So in his opinion, what he said just now was just Han Yi slapping his swollen face and becoming fat.

Regarding Lu Miaozi's disapproval, Han Yi just smiled, without the slightest intention of explaining.

"Lu Miaozi, the world's first craftsman, I don't know if you are unwilling to respond to the call of the imperial court?"

Han Yi put down the wine glass in his hand, set his eyes on Lu Miaozi, and once again pulled the topic back to his original purpose.

Lu Miaozi frowned, shook his head slightly, and sighed: "I'm just a waste now, how can I let Your Majesty put down government affairs and come to invite me in person?" His Majesty's kindness, Lu Miaozi accepted, but..."

Speaking of this, Lu Miaozi shook her head again, as if she didn't plan to talk about this again.

Han Yi nodded, he already knew Lu Miaozi's plan, obviously thinking that he didn't have much time, so he didn't plan to toss around again, he just wanted to wait quietly for death.

However, he was still not very reconciled, and he knew that the manufacture of the world-destroying artifact "Hidden Dragon" required extremely high attainments in various aspects such as arithmetic organs and martial arts.

And in this world, counting all the people who have this ability in today's era, there are only two people who really exist in the world.

These two people are himself and Lu Miaozi.

And he himself needs to deal with the government and politics, and it is impossible to create a "hidden dragon" wholeheartedly, so that in the world for 30 years, he may not be able to succeed.

If it is presided over by Lu Miaozi, with his help from time to time, he is confident that he will succeed in a few years.

Han Yi pondered for a moment, looked at Lu Miaozi and said solemnly: "I know that you were injured by Zhu Yuyan, the queen of the yin, and you were helpless against this injury at all. I can help you heal, but I want you to take on the role of the Master of the Heavenly Crafts Pavilion! ”

"I wish the demon woman!!"

When Han Yi's words fell, Lu Miaozi roared with a hideous face, and suddenly lost the demeanor of that hermit master.

Subsequently, Lu Miaozi reacted and reined in, as if he knew that his previous performance was unbearable, so he explained lightly.

"I have been wandering all my life, since I was twelve years old, and I have never stopped for a moment, only constant change and stimulation can make me enjoy the wonder of life.

It wasn't until I met the enchantress that I began to settle down, and for her sake, I was willing to become a dog, even abandoning Qingya to follow him.

However, hahahaha..."

A burst of crazy and sad laughter sounded, and after a while, Lu Miaozi calmed down, and narrated in a low voice, but the hatred in his eyes became more and more profound.

"However, she was just using me for everything! For that important thing, he didn't hesitate to hunt me down! Years ago, I was seriously injured by the witch, and I was forced to hide in the Pegasus Ranch.

That demon woman's heavenly demon evil skills have reached the extreme of the demon gate, and she has the unfathomable skills of ghosts and gods, Ning Daoqi fights with her, but he can't help it, can you cure me?"

It's not that he doesn't believe in Han Yi, but over the years, he has tried many times, and he has tried both the masters of Buddhism and Taoism, but every time he is disappointed.

Although he couldn't see Han Yi's strength, he didn't think that Han Yi had that ability.

It's just that he is still a little unwilling after all, and he still has a trace of ethereal expectations in his heart, so he didn't refuse.

Han Yi didn't care about Lu Miaozi's skeptical tone, but said with a smile: "Since I said it, I am absolutely sure!" But you'd better deal with the people outside first! I'll leave first, and come back in a few months, you won't die anyway, and in the meantime, you should consider my proposal, and if you wish, I'll cure you. ”

After that, without Lu Miaozi reacting, Han Yi cast his immortal heavenly wings, stretching out a pair of silver-white true qi wings from behind.

Under Lu Miaozi's stunned expression, he flew out of the window and flew towards Chang'an.

Stompe! Stompe!

"Quick, keep up!"

And at this moment, a sound of footsteps sounded from the small building.

In the midst of this, there was also a gentle female voice with anxiety commanding.

Hearing this voice, Lu Miaozi came back to his senses, and hurriedly poked his head out of the window to investigate, only to see a black shadow quickly disappearing into the sky.

"It's... This... Is this true? Could it be that someone with a pair of wings can't fly?"

Lu Miaozi thought with some horror, if it weren't for the Heavenly Demon True Qi in his body, which was still torturing him, he would almost think that he was dreaming.

At this time, a gentle and beautiful woman in her thirties, with high sideburns and green clothes, led a group of people to the second floor.

"Lu Miaozi, are you okay?"

As soon as the words fell, the beautiful woman found that in the attic, except for Lu Miaozi, who poked her head out by the window, there was no one else in the entire attic.

The beautiful woman's eyes couldn't help but pass a trace of suspicion, and she immediately stared at Lu Miaozi tightly, hoping that he could give herself an answer.

(End of chapter)