What did he find?

It's a very small thing.

There was a little wine in the jug. A tiny little bit of wine.

How small? A quarter of a drop of water.

So Wu Xian didn't even notice about it.

What's even weirder is that an ant crawled into this drop of wine. It stands to reason that if an ant crawls into the wine, it immediately gets drunk and dies. But the ant immediately turned into a puff of white smoke and disappeared.

Do you think Moyuntian can see that smoke? Yes.

Because he pretended to be calm on the surface, but he focused one pupil on the drop of wine, and he clearly saw a puff of smoke.

This is poisoned wine.

Mo Yuntian knew it in his heart.

How could it be so coincidental that everyone had the same thoughts tonight?

Who sent him ••••••?

Witch help?

No, if Wu Zhu dealt with it, he would directly deal with Mo Yin, and it would not be his turn to Demon Yuntian.

Who's that ••••••?

The woman? Princess Manyi?

Is she in cahoots with this shadow?

It is possible.

But it's more likely that Wu Xian sent himself here.

Over the years, there have been a lot of contradictions between them, but they have just done enough to save face.

Kill me, he will be the first elder of the Demon Realm, and he will be able to snoop on more secrets, so that he can better serve his master.

While thinking about it, Mo Yuntian gave Wu salted vegetables, and he himself munched on a piece of salted tofu: "I'd better eat some tofu, pinch a few peanuts, just take a sip of wine, and don't change it for an emperor." ”

Wu Xian smiled: "Yes, that's a good thing. As he spoke, he lifted the pot and poured wine for Demon Yuntian.

The wine glass was very large, and the wine glasses in Mo Yuntian's house were like other people's bowls.

Then he saw that the button on the lid of the pot was shining red all the time.

Of course, this was a deliberate attention he had paid attention to, and without the ant before, he would not have been able to pay attention to this detail.

However, now he was paying attention, and he had noticed that ••••••, when Wu Xian poured himself wine, the button was flashing black.

Hmph, that's where the mechanism is.

Mo Yuntian secretly wondered in his heart, should I let him drink this poisonous wine himself•••••• or use a bottle to collect his ••••••?

The point is, the Venerable still wants to ask him, and it seems that he still accepts it.

Thinking of this, he raised his wine glass and said to Wu Xian: "Thank you big brother for accompanying me today, Yun Tian did it first." As he spoke, he tilted his neck, cooed, and.

Wu Xian was overjoyed, remained silent, and dried his cup.

Did he really drink it?

No. He did a trick, but it was just a little magic, and the wine was all in a bag under his neck.

Why do you think he did such a thing? In fact, it's simple, because he plays a drunken dizzy, and people often invite him to drink, but it's not okay if he doesn't get drunk, and he still has to get drunk on his body, so he thought of such a way.

Not only can you drink less, but you can also ensure that the smell of alcohol on your body will never go away.

It can be described as well-intentioned.

Unexpectedly, it came in handy today.

After everyone had finished drinking, they began to eat meat and vegetables again.

Mo Yuntian tore a roast leg of lamb and chewed it, and Wu Xian also sandwiched two bean sprouts and put them in his mouth.

He looked at the way Demon Yun naturally ate meat, and he was a little puzzled in his heart.

This state, isn't it?

Even if his Demon Cloud Heaven skill is profound, it should be a little unusual. Although he had never seen the green god fish, he had heard of this poison a long time ago, and its tailbone paralyzed the heart.

Could it be that ••••••, this thing, is it fake?

••••••。

"Brother Wu seems to have a bad appetite." Mo Yuntian threw away the leftover bones, wiped the oil on his hands with a handkerchief, and said with a smile: "Don't you think this old mother in my house is not skilled?" ”

"Where, where." Wu Xian hurriedly took a piece of beef and put it in his mouth, why didn't he move?

What went wrong?

He suddenly felt that something was wrong, a foreboding.

His hunch was very accurate, otherwise, how could he survive countless wars in these hundreds of thousands of years?!

The tendons of the beef were a little stuffy, and he quickly chewed a few bites, looking for a chance to get out of here, he already felt the smell of danger.

But before the meat in his mouth could be swallowed, Mo Yuntian took a bottle and aimed it at him with a grin.

He muttered under his breath, it was a spell.

"Wu Xian!" A roar.

He was shocked! Lifting the masked face, there was a deep horror in those eyes.

Another whispered grunt, chanting a mantra. Shouted: "Don't come into the bottle yet!" ”

Listening to a whoosh, Wu Xian grew old into a beam of black light and was sucked into the bottle.

Mo Yuntian closed the lid tightly, put the bottle into his arms, and shouted loudly, "Mother Wu! ”

Mrs. Wu came in on tiptoe: "What do you command?" At this time, she found that there was only one master sitting in the pavilion, and what about the guest? Maybe it's going to get rid of it.

"Mother Wu," Mo Yuntian asked with a grin, "Is it enough to earn enough silver?" ”

When Wu's mother heard this, why did she ask this? I think the old man thinks I'm old, my hands and feet are not sharp, and I want to change someone?

With an unhappy look on his face, he pouted: "It's not a word from the master to spend enough flowers!" ”

Mo Yuntian laughed: "Tomorrow, you go to the account room to get ten ingots of gold, and keep it for retirement in the future." ”

The old lady was pleasantly surprised: "Didn't the master drive me away?" ”

"Where, where."

"Then thank you," she hurriedly knelt down, "whatever the master wants to eat in the future, it doesn't matter if it's morning and night, you can squeak!" ”