Chapter 209: Turbid Wine

"Bang!"

Steward Wang was suddenly kicked by Wang Million, and immediately came back to his senses, and then knelt down and bowed his head, and said in a trembling voice: "Yes, yes, damn it, I didn't expect that because of what happened just now, I actually neglected the master, please forgive the master!"

Seeing Steward Wang's desperate kowtowing posture, Wang Wan's heart became even more impatient, and he hurriedly said perfunctorily: "Okay, okay, hurry up, let me tell you, I don't want to hear any news except Miss now!"

As he spoke, Wang Million had slowly walked towards the position of the recliner, and after lying down slowly, his face, under the light of the candlelight, became even paler, giving people a feeling of twilight.

Suddenly, Steward Wang climbed all the way back to the soles of Wang Million's feet, as if revealing the image of a dog's legs, and congratulated him repeatedly: "The master is the master, the little one is really admired, and the feelings for you are like the surging river, and it seems to be ......."

But before he finished speaking, Wang Million's face suddenly became gloomy, and then he waved his hand impatiently to stop: "Okay, okay, just keep your to compliment others, and ..... You mean you've found Miss!"

Suddenly, Wang Million jumped up from the recliner, then grabbed his head, stared at him tightly like a falcon, and asked calmly: "Are you sure you didn't lie to me!"

Nature.... It's a lie to you.... But who lied to you, can you say accurately?

I saw that Steward Wang's face did not change, he looked at Wang Million's eyes deadly, and said with certainty: "The little one is here to report the news of the master and the young lady, I don't know the master, can you put the small one down first?"

As soon as the words fell, Wang Million let go of his hand, and then continued to lie down, and Hao Sheng calmed down for a while, and then waved his hand to let him continue.

Steward Wang chuckled lightly when he saw this, and took advantage of this time to tidy up his clothes by the way, and when he saw the signal sent by Wang Million, he said in a deep voice.

Looking at his eyebrows fluttering, he must have added oil and vinegar to it when he said this.

"Whew.... Master, there are so many small ones, so do you see or don't see that person outside?"

Finally, after Steward Wang finished saying these words, he took a deep breath and continued to ask.

At this time, Wang Million closed his eyes very inappropriately, looking at his frowning appearance, it must have been a sudden rise in his heart after listening to Steward Wang's words... Alternative emotions.

He is naturally not a fool, and he also has the ability to distinguish between right and wrong.

But there's nothing real or false about this, it's all just your own speculation.

Hearing him say that the young man at the door actually had Sisi's news, although he didn't know whether it was true or false, but according to the current situation, even if he took 10,000 steps back, even if it was fake, how much time could he waste?

It's not nice to say, if you don't have it, just give this kid at the door... Isn't it good to kill?

"Poof!"

A cold killing intent suddenly emerged from Wang Million's body, making people feel cold all over his body, but after a while, that murderous aura disappeared again.

And Wang Million also opened his eyes at this time, and instructed the Wang housekeeper on the side: "You put...."

"Kill him, right? Come on, the little one will take the secret guard and teach this kind of rumor-monger a lesson that life is worse than death. ”

Steward Wang sneered, and was about to turn away, when the terrifying voice came from behind him.

"Steward Wang, when will the affairs of this family be left to you?"

As soon as these words came out, Steward Wang's face immediately changed, and he quickly knelt on the ground and kowtowed to admit his mistake.

Seeing this, Wang Million didn't want to make any mistakes at this juncture, and said solemnly: "Next, you put the little ... Ahem, Xiaoyou, please come in, remember to please, I have something to ask him!"

"Ahh

"Don't go yet!"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

............

Outside the palace.

Qin Fen set up a table of wine and food outside with a leisurely face, looking at the table and even a lot of demon beast meat, people couldn't help but feel a little hungry after watching it.

But he didn't do anything to those demon beasts, but only loved the things in the cup in front of him.

At this moment, Qin Fen showed a very bizarre lazy expression on his face, just lay down quietly on the recliner, then picked up the wine jug and poured himself a glass, raised his head and drank it, feeling the turbid and bitter smell of wine, although he was very disgusted in his heart, he still endured it.

Sure enough, this wine was the same as the monk he had robbed before.... Spicy chicken, but it can make him relax the tight string!

Looking at this round moon, Qin Fen couldn't help but feel sour, recalling some scenes from his previous life, maybe maybe he couldn't go back in his life, so he could only go on in such a hasty manner here.

Alas!

"People have joys and sorrows, the moon is cloudy and sunny, and this matter is difficult to complete"

After finishing the poem, Qin Fen poured a large sip of wine into his mouth again, and his expression suddenly became confused.....

"Master, you seem to be very sad, don't you?"

Suddenly, a crunching sound like a yellow oriole sounded.

Looking up, it turned out that the owner of this voice was a glutton!

Feeling Qin Fen's fiery eyes, the girl wearing the mask suddenly became embarrassed, and then she was a little reluctant to put the delicious demon beast meat in her hand back into the disc.

"Hahaha, it's just that I have a feeling, just keep eating, good man, and the teacher won't laugh at you!"

After speaking, Qin Fen poured a large mouthful of turbid wine into his mouth again.

"Ahem!"

Soon he choked uncomfortably.

To be honest, this kind of inferior turbid wine is okay to moisten the mouth on weekdays, but under such an artistic conception, it is not worthy of anything, but because of the birth of another plan and the need for wine, he picked out a bottle of inferior wine from the pile of rags he collected.

This kind of wine is not only full of impurities, but even the degree is very low, and more importantly, it is also difficult to drink, I really don't know how these people in the immortal cultivation world produced this kind of wine?

Thinking about it, Qin Fen poured a large mouthful of turbid wine into his mouth again, his top priority now was to get himself drunk and put himself in a state of being drunk but not drunk.

But this wine is really not good, he has drunk so much, except for a little nausea, it is really useless, how can he achieve the feeling he needs if he goes on like this.....