Ye Qinglan looked at Nangong Xuan with a surprised expression, could it be that she had wronged this guy, this wine was really a drunken immortal wine?

It's just that what is drunken fairy wine, why have I never heard of it?

Besides, Nangong Xuan is not a stingy person, if there is really this kind of wine, he will definitely not hide it, and he would have taken it out and shared it a long time ago.

When the others smelled the wine, they all showed intoxicated expressions.

It's so fucking fragrant.

Of course, this is not the most important thing, the most important thing is that this wine actually contains a rich source of origin.

As long as you are not a fool, you can see that this wine is definitely not an ordinary thing.

If it weren't for the wrong occasion, they would be cheeky and let this young man give them a taste.

They had never drunk it in their lives.

I wanted to smell it more, but the young man had already closed the lid.

Suddenly, the aroma of wine was lost, and everyone showed regret.

The disciple subconsciously asked, "What kind of wine is this?"

Nangong Xuan said triumphantly: "Naturally, it's a drunken immortal wine."

The disciple realized that he had been rude, and quickly came back to his senses, and then filled in the word drunken fairy in front of the wine in the notebook.

The disciple apologized to Nangong Xuan: "I was so presumptuous before, please don't care."

Most of the people who can take out this kind of wine are not ordinary people.

Nangong Xuan snorted coldly, then raised his head with his chest up, and walked towards the seat with Ye Qinglan very arrogantly.

There are also many disciples of the Tiaolian Sect here, who are specially responsible for bringing people to their seats, of course, this is also very particular.

The better the gift, the higher you can sit in the front.

When Nangong Xuan and the others came over, the disciple here had already made eye contact with the disciple who was in charge of recording the gift.

Nangong Xuan and Ye Qinglan were arranged in the third row, which was already very good.

At their table, only the two of them are seated.

After Ye Qinglan sat down, the more she thought about it, the more wrong she became, she hesitated for a moment, and finally couldn't help asking, "What's going on?"

Nangong Xuan blinked: "What's going on?"

Ye Qinglan glared at Nangong Xuan: "You don't pretend to be crazy and stupid with me here, say it quickly."

Nangong Xuan hooked his hand at Ye Qinglan, and Ye Qinglan put her ear close to Nangong Xuan with a puzzled expression.

"Secret."

The strong masculine aura made the tips of Ye Qinglan's ears red, and when she heard Nangong Xuan's words, she was so angry that she almost didn't go out directly.

This bastard who can't spit ivory out of his dog's mouth!

Ye Qinglan let out a sigh of relief, and then stopped looking at Nangong Xuan, she was really afraid that she wouldn't hold back and make a move on Nangong Xuan.

After a while, the surrounding seats were full of people, but the gift-givers continued.

Some people who understood the rules of the seating system gave some gifts to make their seats as high as possible.

At this moment, a sharp-eyed middle-aged man suddenly said, "Sect Master Zhou is here."

Everyone looked up and saw a group of people coming from a distance.

The leader is a middle-aged man in a green shirt with a hooked nose, with high cheekbones and a ruthless look in his eyes.

It's not tall, but it gives people a strong sense of oppression, as if a single poisonous snake is staring at you.

To his left, followed by a young man in white, who was somewhat similar to him, and whose figure was slightly taller.

On his right, followed by an old man in a blue robe, with sparse hair, especially on the top of his head, there was no hair anymore.

Although he stood with the hooked nose, he always fell half a step as if he were nothing, and even the young man in white had to fall half a step.

And bend your body slightly, so that you try to be at the same height as the hooked nose.

There are also five men and two women behind, and their faces are even younger, middle-aged and old, but their cultivation is a little low.

Like the old man, they are all visionary realm cultivators.

There is no need to ask, the conversation of the people around them has already told Nangong Xuan about them.

That hooked nose is the pride of Qingfeng City, Liu Qingfeng, the cultivation of the half-step Supreme Realm.

And on his left hand side is his son, Liu Guanglu, who is a cultivator in the real realm.

On the right hand side is the sect master of the Tiaolian Sect, Zhou Shiman, who has completed the cultivation of the Vision Realm.

The group sat on the top of the bell tower, and Zhou Shiman stood in front of the bell tower, looking at everyone with a spring breeze on his face.

"First of all, here, thank you for cheering, today is the birthday of Senior Liu, and being able to return here is enough to give us enough face in Qingfeng City."

Speaking of this, Zhou Shiman looked at Liu Qingfeng on the side: "Senior Liu, do you have anything to add?"

Liu Qingfeng got up from his seat and stood beside Zhou Shiman, who hurriedly bent down slightly, putting himself at the same height as Liu Qingfeng.

Liu Qingfeng glanced around, rarely showed some smiles, and said in a slightly low voice:

"I'm very relieved to see my hometown develop like this, they all say that I am the pride of Qingfeng City, but in fact, you are the hope of Qingfeng City's future."

"I won't talk about those scenes that don't hurt or itch, I hope you can all become the pride of Qingfeng City."

Hearing Liu Qingfeng's words, everyone in the square below was excited, this was Liu Qingfeng, the pride of Qingfeng City.

Who is qualified to hear his teachings, and immediately, many people stood up and praised Liu Qingfeng with a fist.

Ye Qinglan shook her head helplessly: "These people, as for this!"

Nangong Xuan shrugged: "It's normal, what if you can get the favor of the other party."

He didn't feel anything wrong with these people's practices, he just felt that people were normal.

Liu Qingfeng waved his hand at the people in the square and returned to his seat.

Zhou Shiman said with emotion: "Thank you for the teachings of Senior Liu, let me and others benefit a lot."

"I won't say much here, the banquet will start soon, everyone should drink to their heart's content."

After speaking, Zhou Shiman returned to his seat, and the disciples of the Tiaolian Sect began to serve food and wine to each table.

When the wine and food were ready, Zhou Shiman stood up with a wine glass: "Come, let's toast Senior Liu, and be glad that Qingfeng City can produce such a character as Senior Liu!"

The others immediately stood up, raised their glasses, and drank them all.

Nangong Xuan and Ye Qinglan also followed everyone, but in their eyes, there was no such fanaticism.

Zhou Shiman took a glass of wine again: "This second cup still has to pay tribute to Liu's predecessors, I wish Liu's predecessors, Wangjun rides the wind to break the waves, and unveil a hundred feet and rise."

The others hurriedly refilled their glasses and drank them all at the same time.

Zhou Shiman raised his glass for the third time: "This third glass of wine, I still respect the predecessors of Liu, and I am glad that the predecessors of Liu can give us this opportunity, so that we can give you a birthday."

The others hurriedly continued, for fear that they would be one step slower, which would be disrespectful to Liu Qingfeng.