Duke Yarman has a lot of confidence in his winemaking level, not to mention that he has the title of wine fairy, the "blood of the sky" alone is enough to make all winemakers look in the dust, when he heard someone question his level, he did feel a little unhappy in his heart, but as a nobleman, he still did not get angry in public. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

However, when he heard Ling Yunfei's transmission, his expression immediately became exciting. At first, there was a doubt, then it turned into solemnity, until finally the face was full of shock and admiration.

"Thank you, Your Excellency, it seems that I really sat in the well and watched the sky!" After digesting it for a while, Duke Yarman let out a long breath and bowed deeply.

Ling Yunfei accepted it calmly, he inherited this gift for the god of wine, and he deserved it.

Of course, he still admired Duke Yarman very much in his heart, and he was able to brew such a level of heavenly blood with just one remnant recipe, and I am afraid that only he could do it. Although Ling Yunfei knew that he knew the complete set of processes, in fact, it could only be regarded as a piece of paper.

With Ling Yunfei's guidance, Duke Yarman paid more and more attention to this young man who didn't look big. He was invited to the VIP room, separated from the others, and even laid an enchantment.

No one knew what they were talking about, and it wasn't until late at night that Ling Yunfei yawned and returned to his residence.

However, before leaving, when the old butler's back was slightly rickety, he suddenly had a feeling of déjà vu, as if he had seen it somewhere, but Duke Yarman was by his side at that time, so Ling Yunfei didn't show it too obviously, just casually glanced at it and went downstairs.

The streets in the middle of the night were undoubtedly very quiet, and the dim moonlight light pulled the figure long, and Ling Yunfei couldn't help but think of Duke Yarman's commission.

Duke Yarman was outspoken, and he knew quite clearly about Ling Yunfei's affairs in the ancient forest, and of course, he had already expected this.

As the city lord of Mengyue New City, an ancient aristocratic family, it would be surprising if he said that he didn't know anything about his past.

The thing he entrusted himself with was to investigate the wine vineyards!

This vineyard was an important property of the Duke of Jarman, and it was on this estate that he needed to make his wine. But not long ago, there was a strange sound from the bottom of the manor, as if the devil's heart-rending roar, which made the servants in the manor panic for a while, especially a year ago, some people went crazy one after another, and they were even more frightened to dare not enter again, seeing that the manor was about to be abandoned, Duke Yarman had no choice but to seal it off.

Knowing that Ling Yunfei could understand the ancient language, he hoped that Ling Yunfei would investigate the matter, of course, Yarman was equally generous, and took out a 10,000-year return yuan sand as a reward, and paid it in advance.

The Ten Thousand Years Returning Yuan Sand is a treasure of cultivating the Nine Shadows of the Thousand Mountains Town, and Ling Yunfei can't refuse at all.

At first, Ling Yunfei didn't pay much attention to it, thinking that it was just a trivial matter, but since he noticed the old butler, he knew that things were definitely not as he imagined.

"Murderous aura!" Ling Yunfei, who was secretly thinking to himself, suddenly felt a deadly danger, which made his hair explode all over his body, and without thinking about it, he immediately retreated.

Rumble!

With a loud roar, a huge hand slapped from the sky, and the fiery red palm seemed to be condensed from countless talismans, and with just one palm, half of the street collapsed.

If Ling Yunfei hadn't sensed the killing intent in advance, I'm afraid this blow would have been enough to destroy him, but even so, the heat wave rushed in, and it was as hot as boiling water, and he even smelled the smell of burnt hair.

Nineth-Order Martial Artist, Nineth-Order Martial Artist of the Tribulation Period!

"Brush, brush!"

But before Ling Yun could fly to the ground, three black arrows shot from the upper, middle and lower directions, emitting a cold light under the dim street lamp.

At this time, Ling Yunfei had no way to borrow his strength, and he was about to be hit, but there was a dragon groan from his body, and then the whole person rushed into the air like a dragon going out to sea, and landed on the ground with a bang.

"Little white face, can't you hold it anymore? It seems that your qi cultivation kung fu still owes some heat!" Sensing that Youming was beside him, Ling Yunfei secretly breathed a sigh of relief, staring coldly at the darkness, two black shadows wrapped in magic clothes.

The two people hidden in the darkness did not speak, as if they were afraid, and did not make another move.

"Not good!" Ling Yunfei suddenly thought of something, and his face couldn't help but change.

Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, endless sword rays fell from the sky, like a falling sun, and half of the street was shrouded in blinding light!

Fighting the Holy Law, the Great Sun Bright Sword!

Each beam of light is an indestructible sword, and it is said that once it evolves to the fullest, everything within a radius of thousands of miles will be destroyed under a single sword!

In the face of this almost invincible sword, even Youming was forced out of his body and brazenly raised his hand to fight back.

If the opponent's swordsmanship is the Great Sun Light, then Youming's subordinates are the Black Flame of the Destroying World, and the strange Black Flame gathers into countless skulls and goes away with the power of the Demon of the Destroying World.

It is also the Holy Law of Fighting, the Flame Curse of Destroying the World!

And at this time, the other two people who were hiding in the darkness were not idle. The Dao sniper arrow was like a flash of black lightning, and it was even more elusive in the night, covering almost Ling Yunfei in all directions, and the space he could move was only about three feet in radius.

And the other person just rubbed his palms, and the strong mana actually condensed a flame spear and threw it suddenly!

It's just one word, fast!

It's so fast, it's almost unresponsive!

"Ahh

Burst!

Even if he used his true qi with all his strength and evolved into an invincible golden body, in the face of this fatal shot, Ling Yunfei was still stabbed, and the unrivaled impact force flew him back three feet away, nailed to the stone wall behind him.

The golden light all over his body faded, his shoulders were almost blown off, he was drenched in blood, and even white bone stubble could be seen.

But he didn't blink an eyelid, and his eyes were even colder.

Seeing the injured Ling Yunfei, Youming let out a strange scream, forced back the sword that was shrouded in his body, and stayed in front of Ling Yunfei.

"Retreat!" But instead of taking advantage of the victory, the three of them immediately retreated, and disappeared into the night with just a few flickerings.

And at the moment when the three of them left, the two figures quickly dared to come.

"You're okay, I'll give you an explanation for this matter!" Zi Yu glanced at Ling Yunfei's injury, his eyes were cold, "These people are really getting more and more rampant, they actually dare to do it in the city!"

And Uncle Cang just glanced at Ling Yunfei in surprise, and couldn't help nodding secretly.