The wine gourd is quite large, about the volume of half a human body, dark red, wooden, and carved with black lines, which seems to be a picture: wine pond meat forest, drunk and forgetful of death. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The gourd was dripping and spinning in mid-air, and there was a "coo" sound from inside, which was the sound of liquids colliding, it seemed to be wine, and it was very full.

And just under the wine gourd, there is a red brilliance flickering, which is heating it, so that a trace of mist wafts out of the mouth of the gourd, which is very rich in the aroma of wine.

That aroma, even if Qi Tao's body was now comparable to that of a six-rank martial artist, it was a little fluttering, and he fell into intoxication, which was enough to show the high alcohol content in it.

"How is it possible, whose wine gourd is it?!" Qi Tao muttered in disbelief, which was also a question shared by many people.

He was hurriedly avoiding the danger of the explosion just now, and he didn't see the whole thing, but Wu Sen and Ji Boxuan on the side, as well as the people at the command post who watched the scene through the surveillance video, all witnessed everything.

Just as the crimson laser was emitted and was about to hit the monster, the wine gourd suddenly fell from the sky, passed through the clouds, and blocked the center.

The seemingly ordinary, wooden gourd has a different ability, but it is spinning there, but it can gather all the lasers together, put them under you, and use them as a furnace for warm wine.

Naturally, the monster did not suffer any blows, and now the cold in the body is gradually discharged, and the control of the body is gradually restored.

"Now, Qingjiang City is not good. Jiang Liuyun sighed helplessly.

They have run out of donkey skills and have no other way.

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High in the sky, between the clouds, Qin Liangjun's expression was calm and unmoving, but his flickering eyes, clenched fists, and the thunder that exploded between the clouds from time to time showed that he was not at peace in his heart.

In front of him was a man with a drunken expression, dressed in scruffy and tattered clothes, with hair tousled up to his shoulders.

The man's face was flushed and he smelled of alcohol, as if he had just stepped out of the hotel.

"Forget the ghost, what do you mean by that?!" Qin Liangjun snorted, faintly angry.

The man who was scolded looked intoxicated, and it took a while to come back to his senses, looking at Qin Liangjun in confusion, without replying, his right hand subconsciously touched his back.

It was empty, because the gourd had just been thrown down by him.

"It's been a while, and the wine should be warm. He muttered, and his mouth hung on his lips, obviously greedy.

He is a forgetful ghost and a drunkard.

What is forgetting worries, getting drunk to relieve a thousand sorrows!

"Answer me!" Qin Liangjun became more and more annoyed.

I saw the ghost blinking and blinking: "Brother Qin, why are you so angry, let's have a glass of wine together and forget about those trivial things?"

"You see, my wine is going to be warm. ”

The Forgetful Ghost looked at the left and right and said anything else, which made Qin Liangjun finally unbearable, snorted coldly, his body moved instantly, and his thick right arm was wrapped in thunder pulp, and he was about to fall on the top of the Forgetful Ghost's head.

"Oh, it seems that you are not a person who can drink, brother, you are too easy to get angry. ”

"Drinking alcohol can forget your worries, but it can also add to your sorrows. ”

"Brother, if you do it to me, you are not afraid of being full of melancholy, and you can't squander it anymore?"

The Forgetful Ghost said indifferently, without the slightest fear.

As soon as the words fell, Qin Liangjun also stopped, with an unwilling expression, he had been waiting quietly in Qingjiang City for more than ten years, hiding himself, and had been waiting for the opportunity.

But without the help of Impermanence, even if the time comes, his revenge will not succeed.

"Exactly, exactly, why be sorrowful. The ghost chuckled, seemingly free, but there was a disdainful glow in his eyes.

It's subtle, but it's not imperceptible.

Because for him, Qin Liangjun was nothing more than a waste who relied on the handouts of his leaders to regain his strength.

If it weren't for the belief in revenge and the support of his only remaining son, this stupid fool would ......

It's a walking dead.

"Well, I'll go down first, after all, I still have to work and earn some money for wine. The Forgetful Ghost smiled and slowly fell, disappearing into the clouds.

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"The monster is moving, evacuate quickly!" Wu Sen exclaimed, his body galloped, and he picked up the weak Ji Boxuan.

He passed by Qi Tao, made a look, and motioned to leave here together.

Qi Tao immediately comprehended, and just as he was about to act, a terrible whistling sound sounded from above, and the wind pressure fell, and the ground had already cracked.

It was a monster waving its tentacles, a blow of rage.

It was newly born, mentally incomplete, but it had a good ability to learn, and at the moment it was frozen, almost hit by a laser cannon, it learned to be afraid.

It understands that there will be such a thing as death.

So it also learns to be angry and to never be troubled.

It didn't know that among the tiny "worms" in front of it, there were still a few that could bind it and bring death, so it made a simple decision.

Kill all the "worms" you can see!

"If I want to die, I can't be killed by the tentacle monster!" Qi Tao screamed, his momentum condensed to the extreme.

His whole body was full of qi and blood, exuding a strong heat, and his palms were spread out, shining with a dark red brilliance, which was the power brought by the tyrannical fluctuations in his body.

At the same time, his chest rose and fell like a bellows, and he used the revolver breathing method, and three internal air bullets were loaded.

If he was given some more time, Qi Tao was sure that he would be able to sublimate the breathing method to the realm of superimposing four.

Palms galloped out, stirring up a dark red storm.

Rumble!

The storm collided with the tentacles, and the strong aftermath of the wind burst out, cracking the surrounding earth layer by layer.

But the power of the monster is terrifying, and being able to kill a sixth-rank martial artist with one tentacle is not something that Qi Tao can contend with.

The storm was quickly torn apart, and tentacles fell on his head.

",!" Qi Tao had nothing else to think about except scolding.

His mind fluttered, and he gritted his teeth to mobilize tyrannical fluctuations, trying to burst out of power again.

In the depths of his mind, under the thunder and fire of the chaotic void, the strange beast that was creeping and cultivating crawled up, raised its head and roared!

And at that moment, the movement of the tentacles suddenly stopped, and it hung next to Qi Tao's head.

"Hmm, what's going on?" Qi Tao was stunned, as he suddenly felt that the monster had lost its hostility towards him.

It's better to say that as long as he has permission, the monster will be eager to kiss him.

He could sense that a great, but still naïve, will was connected to him.

"This will is a monster!" Qi Tao realized.

If the monster is the product of the Fighting Soul Serum after an accident, then it should also contain the power of tyrannical fluctuations in its body.

But judging from the current situation, the monster does not show similar strength, not that it is weak, but it is mixed with too much fighting spirit serum, and the fluctuations in it are also different, after neutralization, it returns to zero.

And for creatures with tyrannical fluctuations, it seems that the more individuals with pure fluctuations, the more they are above status, not determined by strength.

Although the monster is not fully intelligent, it also contains the instinct of this hierarchical view in its genes.

However, after three or five seconds, before Qi Tao could realize the situation, the tyrannical fluctuations in his mind were reduced, and the consumption was too great.

And the monster that can't sense the tyrannical fluctuations is like a child who suddenly disappeared from his parents, and started a more frantic riot again!

"Oh, young man, how can you have psionic energy in you?"