The sun is three poles, and the wind is clear and the clouds are light.

The Hive Tavern, which was supposed to be open, closed due to the sudden departure of the owner.

And the tavern, which was supposed to be closed, has already had a young guest at this moment.

Dressed in white, like the holy white snow on the top of a snow-capped mountain.

A pair of cold eyes are like sunlight that can't reach the depths of the cold pool.

The hands are slender and soft, and the figure is thin but exudes an unbearable atmosphere.

If you say, Boss Li is a snow monster living on this snowy mountain.

Then the white-clothed boy in front of him is tantamount to a heavenly immortal who walked down from the snowy mountain.

The little beggar had never seen an immortal, but the moment the white-clothed boy walked in him, he saw it.

"This is a tavern?"

At this moment, the man in white looked at the crooked tables around him, as well as the dark wine jars behind the counter, and asked softly.

"Yes, tavern, but the owner has just gone out. ”

The little beggar came back to his senses and whispered in response.

"It's okay, bring the wine, I'll put the money on the counter. ”

The man in white seemed to regard the little beggar as a servant here, and he walked to an empty table and sat down slowly.

Looking at the look of the man in white as it should be, the little beggar was stunned for a moment, and immediately realized that the man in white in front of him should not be from Saibei.

I saw him blink, quickly ran to the back of the counter, and then took out a fierce knife unique to Saibei.

"Just take it all. ”

At this moment, just as the little beggar was about to pour the wine from the jar into the jug, the man in white spoke again.

"Childe, this is a famous liquor in Saibei, no matter how good the amount of wine is, this jar will fall to the ground on the spot. ”

The little beggar was a little surprised, and when he saw that the man in white did not respond, he had to take an empty bowl and put the wine jar and the wine bowl in front of the boy in white.

The little beggar couldn't help but say, "Childe, don't you plan to eat something? ”

"Is this wine strong?"

The man in white asked, reaching out to open the cloth that sealed the mouth of the altar, and suddenly, a very pungent aroma of wine instantly poured into the air.

The fragrance of the wine alone made the little beggar on the side a little drunk.

"This is the strongest wine in Saibei, and if you really want to compare it, it is estimated that only the scorching sun of dog days can compare with it. ”

"Son, you can't drink it, Boss Li, there is still a good mare's milk wine on the grassland, we are all good in Saibei. ”

When the little beggar saw that the man in white had not moved, he mistakenly thought that he was cowardly, so he hurriedly persuaded him.

Wherever there are immortals, in front of this fierce knife, they have to bow their heads like mortals.

The little beggar snorted lightly, and secretly felt funny about the hard support of the man in white.

The man in white ignored the ridicule in the little beggar's eyes, and saw him reach out and pick up the empty bowl on the table and look it up and down.

"This bowl is too big, how about I change it for you?"

The little beggar held back the snicker in his heart and said seriously.

"Nope. ”

The man in white shook his head, then gently placed the bowl on the table.

He looked at the dark wine jar, his face like ice, and finally smiled at this moment.

The man in white said: "This wine is murderous. ”

Hey, it's still murderous, which rich boy is this, listen to too many books.

When the little beggar heard this at this moment, the original fear of strangeness in his heart completely disappeared, and there was finally a somewhat mocking smile on his face.

But the smile on his face didn't even hold on to three breaths.

I saw the man in white stretch out his right hand, directly grabbed the mouth of the altar, and drank it in a big gulp.

"Goo, goo"

It was the sound of the man in white drinking in his throat.

The voice is soft, as if there is no sense of obstruction.

"Goo. ”

This is the sound of the little beggar swallowing his saliva.

The voice was heavy, and the shock that rose in his heart was swallowed back.

Although the wine jar is not big, there are as many as three catties of noodles, and the man in white has not even stopped for a breath.

This is the fierce knife that Boss Li put in a room to plug the northerners?

Why is it in the mouth of this man in white, why is it like drinking water.

The little beggar watched in distraction as the wine jar tilted more and more, and the shock in his heart turned into horror because he had accumulated too much.

At this time, I saw that the man in white suddenly snorted softly, and put the wine jar that was about to be upside down on his face on the table.

"Good wine!"

The man in white stretched out his hand to wipe the water stains off the corners of his mouth, and his handsome face was full of contentment.

"Childe, you ...... Drunk it all?"

The little beggar pointed to the wine jar and said with a stammer.

"One more altar. The man in white patted the wine jar lightly, and said in a low voice.

"What?"

The little beggar thought for a moment that he had misheard.

"Here's another jar of wine. The man in white smacked his lips and said with some aftertaste.

"Okay, I'll find it for you. ”

Hearing the words of the boy in white, the little beggar only felt that his head had exploded and turned blank.

I saw him numb and picked up the empty wine jar on the table, and walked slowly behind the counter.

Hmm? Did I take the wrong wine?

This may not be a fierce knife?

Suddenly, the little beggar was suddenly sobered up by the smell of wine in the empty wine jar, and couldn't help but be a little suspicious.

Thinking of this, I saw that he hurriedly squatted behind the counter, and while he was taking advantage of the wine, the little beggar couldn't help but stretch out his index finger and gently scrape it in the empty jar.

I guess I got the wrong wine.

The little beggar looked at the not-so-too much wine in his hand, and thought as he put his finger in his mouth.

hot!

At this time, he only felt that his originally somewhat dry mouth was suddenly cut by a burst of spicy layers like a sharp knife, and he couldn't help but scream in pain.

Yes!

The little beggar exclaimed in pain and hurriedly wanted to stand up, but unexpectedly he was in a bit of a hurry and hit the cabinet behind him.

"Where's the wine?"

Looking at the little beggar who stood up in a hurry, I saw that the corners of the white-clothed man's mouth rose slightly, and he looked at the little beggar with a somewhat painful face with a smile.

Looking at the playful look of the boy in white, the little beggar only felt a slight heat on his face, and then defended himself a little unconvinced

"There was a centipede crawling on top of that jar just now, and I was accidentally frightened. ”

"And now?" asked the man in white lightly.

Seeing that the man in white didn't say anything, the little beggar also breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, only to see him squat down and pick up a new altar of fierce knives.

"Well, this is Boss Li's last altar, you can drink it slowly. ”

The little beggar put the wine jar in front of the white-clothed boy and whispered.

"Aren't you afraid that I'll run away on the bill?"

Seeing a pot of new wine on the table, the man in white did not reach out to pick it up, but asked with interest.

"Run, it's not my store anyway. ”

Hearing the words of the boy in white, the little beggar laughed a little proudly at this moment.

You are drinking Boss Li's wine, what does it have to do with me, a little beggar?