"Yes, I'm a son. ”

Huang Wenwu patted his chest, and responded coaxingly, and the next moment, Huang Wenwu felt wrong,

"No, I'm not..."

Huang Wenwu felt wrong again, and stood in place for a while, wondering whether this was special or not.

"I'm the son of Huang Buren!"

In the end, Huang Wenwu shouted loudly and nodded fiercely, this time, there is nothing wrong, it is reasonable.

Wan Qing, who was watching on the side, was fluted and fluted, and then again, is this guy not good at brain, or what's wrong.

"It turned out to be Brother Huang's sister-in-law, that's his own person!"

Wan Qing carried his hands behind his back, with an unfathomable master posture, and a breeze blew, so chic.

"Do you recognize my father, Huang Buren?"

Huang Wenwu glared, a little incredulous, who his father is, ordinary people can't look down on him at all, and it is impossible for ordinary people to meet their father Huang Buren, not to mention how can a newcomer king like Wan Qing communicate with his sloppy father.

"Don't believe me?"

Wan Qing smiled slightly, his right hand trembled, and a gourd full of oil stains appeared in his hand.

For this gourd, Wan Qing can be regarded as having a thorough understanding, either opening his mouth, or taking out the jade wine glass, and approaching the mouth of the gourd one inch before pouring out the Yanyan wine.

"The old man's sandalwood gourd!"

Huang Wenwu was stunned, this thing is the treasure of the old man Huang Buren, don't look at it is full of oil stains, but it is magical, the storage capacity alone is big and scary, it looks like the capacity of less than half a liter, but it can hold nearly 100 liters of liquid, and it can also be stored in isolation by category.

"This time, I'll write back!"

Shaking the sandalwood gourd, Wan Qing smiled, your father's exclusive things are all in my hands, you Huang Wenwu still don't believe it?

"This ......"

Huang Wenwu still had an expression of disbelief on his face. This sandalwood gourd is specially used by the old man to hold Yanyan wine, this is the best container, not only can preserve the aroma of Yanyan wine, but also a wine cellar, the longer Yanyan wine is placed, the more pleasant the fragrance of this wine, the stronger the taste.

"Still not convinced?"

Wan Qing frowned slightly, I took out the sandalwood gourd, you kid still don't believe it, is it stupid or what?

The two jade cups were taken out, and two small cups of Yanyan wine were directly poured out, and the fragrance was immediately overflowing, and even the abyss not far away twitched the tip of his nose again and again.

"Damn, old man's 100-year-old wine!"

Huang Wenwu twitched the tip of his nose fiercely, pinched the wine glass, brought it to the tip of his nose, took a deep breath again, his eyes closed, and he couldn't extricate himself for a long time.

"Old man, every time I ask you for a little, you don't give a mouthful, you are so generous to Wan Qing, I am still not your own child!"

Holding the wine glass in his hand, Huang Wenwu muttered in his mouth, and he hated it even more in his heart. A wave of anger rushed upward, and then, tilting his head, he drank it in one gulp.

"Whew... , cool!"

Huang Wenwu exhaled a mouthful of turbidity, and he was addicted, as for the anger and hatred just now, he was rushed out of the clouds by this sip of wine.

"Brother Wan Qing, can you enjoy another drink!"

Huang Wenwu grinned, revealing Huang Chengcheng's big teeth again.

"Let's drink this cup together!"

Looking at Huang Wenwu's mouthful of teeth, Wan Qing was in no mood to taste the wine, but Wan Qing knew some uses of this sandalwood gourd from Huang Wenwu's mouth, and he was secretly happy in his heart.

However, Wan Qing was a little curious, since this Huang Buren was a descendant of the Huang family, how could he go to the Renxu Courtyard to be the caretaker of the Scripture Pavilion. Although it is said that Huang Buren has a dark disease, with the strength of the Huang family, as long as he waves his hand, a piece of heaven and earth treasure will be sent directly to Huang Buren, and famous doctors from all over the country will line up directly to go to Huang's house.

"Brother Wan Qing, the younger brother really admires you, the temper of the old man in my family is very stubborn, and few people can be looked at by him, let alone give things, especially the sandalwood gourd he carries with him. ”

Huang Wenwu's face was red, and he got drunk after two glasses of Yanyan wine, and he called Wan Qing a brother, and spit out his old man's affairs like pouring beans.

"Let me tell you, this sandalwood gourd, I once touched it, the lid was not opened, and I was beaten, you look at my face, it is still a little swollen!"

As he spoke, Huang Wenwu poked at his face, which had no flesh or two, and looked distressed, as if he had been disfigured by Huang Buren.

Looking at Huang Wenwu's appearance, Wan Qing secretly patted his head, this guy is drunk, he can blow water so well, his face without two flesh is still swollen, when it is not swollen, are you still a face?

"Brother Wan Qing, you said that my little brother is not miserable!"

Huang Wenwu rushed forward, hugged Wan Qing, cried loudly, wiped Wan Qing with a handful of snot and tears.

"I'll rub, your uncle!"

Wan Qing wanted to get rid of Huang Wenwu, but Wan Qing failed, this young man who looked thinner than a monkey was very powerful, and he was able to compete with Wan Qing himself and clamp Wan Qing to death.

"me off!"

Wan Qing roared violently, this Huang Wenwu and an uncle hugged themselves like this, and when it was spread out, Wan Qing was afraid that he would have no face to see people.

"Brother Wan Qing, you have to help me administer justice!"

Huang Wenwu just didn't let go, let Wan Qing struggle, the more Wan Qing struggled, the more Huang Wenwu cried, Wan Qing's clothes were like a pink wall, brushing and brushing.

"Paralysis! How did Huang Buren give birth to such a funny thing!"

Wan Qing scolded secretly in his heart,

"Well, I'll give you another drink!"

Before Wan Qing's words fell, Huang Wenwu immediately jumped up, and the tears disappeared instantly, only the red face was still there.

"Really?"

Huang Wenwu's eyes were shining, and with anticipation, he looked directly at Wan Qing.

"Paralysis, this... , sure enough, it's not a family, don't enter a door!"

Looking at Huang Wenwu's appearance, Wan Qing secretly patted his head, this is so good at acting.

Wan Qing scolded secretly in his heart, is it necessary to do this for a glass of Yanyan wine, this is ruining a piece of the master's clothes.

"A glass of wine is fine, specially, you pay me a piece of clothing!"

Looking at the clothes on his body, which kind of gas is Wan Qing, this is Wan Qing's last set. The last time I chirped, I wiped a bunch of tears, Wan Qing endured the pain and threw it into the lake to wash it. This time, it was again, and Wan Qing really didn't want to wash it.

"No problem, a glass of wine, a piece of clothing, reasonable!"

Huang Wenwu didn't say a word, and with a wave of his right hand, a golden costume appeared in front of Wan Qing's eyes.

"Why don't you have any other clothes?"

Looking at this set of golden clothes, Wan Qing is not in the mood to wear it, this special wear, everywhere you go, Wan Qing doesn't like this feeling, Wan Qing feels low-key.

"I don't like it, I think it's good!"

Huang Wenwu has a faint sadness in his eyes, this is obviously very good-looking, and it can completely highlight my Huang Wenwu's domineering.

"Hurry up and change it, otherwise you won't have to think about Yanyan wine!"

"I'll look for it right away!"

Hearing Wan Qing's words, Huang Wenwu suddenly became anxious, feeling like he had rummaged through all the space storage on his body, even the crotch of his pants.

"I'm wiping it!"

Looking at Huang Wenwu's operation, Wan Qing was convinced, this is definitely a unique wonder, and he actually hid several space storage devices under his crotch.

"Forget it, don't look for it!"

Seeing that Huang Wenwu was still looking in the crotch of his pants, Wan Qing was looking black, why don't you find clothes that can highlight my Wan Qing's domineering spirit, I Wan Qing don't wear them.

Picking up that set of golden clothes, Wan Qing bit his steel teeth, and sighed in his heart, I didn't expect that I, Wan Qing, would be like this for a day.

"Brother Wan Qing, it's not me blowing with you, if you wear this dress, it will be majestic and domineering, but compared with me Huang Wenwu, there is still a loss!"

Looking at Wan Qing who was dressed in golden light, Huang Wenwu nodded with satisfaction, this dress does look quite domineering with Wan Qing's figure.

"Domineering chicken feathers!"

Although it is indeed a domineering side leak, Wan Qing still doesn't like this feeling, he always feels like a little golden man, rich and too high-profile.

"Brother Wan Qing, that... Yanyan wine... Hey, hey!"

Huang Wenwu rubbed his hands together, grinning, his eyes glowing with gold.

"Take it, take it!"

Wan Qing has no temper now, and when he goes out in this clothes, if he is seen by Huo'er, he must not be laughed to death by Huo'er.

"Brother Xie Wanqing!"

Snatching the wine glass in Wan Qing's hand, Huang Wenwu smiled, raised his head and drank it in one gulp, his eyes were closed for a long time, his face was full of smiles, and he was very comfortable.

"Huh?"

Wan Qing tilted his head slightly, glanced at Huang Wenwu, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, this guy seemed to be about to advance.

"It's... Is it so awesome?"

Wan Qing couldn't believe what he was seeing, how long had Huang Wenwu only advanced to the second and sixth orders, and now he was going to advance again, and the energy contained in these three cups of Yanyan wine was inevitably a little stronger.

"I've drunk so much with Jiu Jiu for Mao, and I haven't been able to advance yet!"

Wan Qing muttered secretly in his heart, he drank a lot that day, and Wan Qing himself drank a lot, why didn't he advance, and this Huang Wenwu only had three cups, how did he think, how did Wan Qing unbalanced.

"What's so unbalanced!"

At this time, the weasel voice sounded, with a hint of mockery.

"The foundation of Huang Wenwu is solid, and some people even deliberately suppressed his cultivation, so that he could not break through for a long time, and the foundation was like a rock!"

For Huang Wenwu's foundation, Qing Weasel admires, so far I haven't seen a few people who can have such a solid foundation as Huang Wenwu, Wan Qing's solid foundation can only be regarded as the most marginal, compared to Huang Wenwu, it is still a little worse.

"Solider than me?"

Wan Qing couldn't believe it, his foundation, just the earth lotion, Wan Qing spent almost a liter on himself, as for other herbs and pills, it was already too many to count, and the impurities removed from the body did not know how many catties, and it was not as good as Huang Wenwu, this Huang Wenwu was too scary.

"No wonder the power is so perverted!"