"Xue Daoyou! Say it!"

Obviously, in the current situation, Xue Zhen doesn't have much room for choice, just a few or three breaths, Xue Zhen looked up at Ling Xinyu, whose eyes diverged at will, and arched his hand Chen and said:

"Senior Ling, Jin Qing Brewing is really honored to be favored by you, however, this wine is not directly made according to the wine recipe, but in the absence of some wine materials, it is adapted, and I hope that the predecessors can learn a thing or two!"

"Oh, who made the wine?"

"Senior Ling, please forgive Xue for having no comment in this regard!"

Hearing this, the Immortal Monarch Ling Xinyu smiled, and did not dwell on it, Xue Zhen also smiled, but his heart kept beating, obviously he had considered this kind of scene before, but no matter how much estimation and consideration he had at that time, it was difficult to face a real face at this time. Looking out slightly, the white-shirted monk Xian Zui Meng, like everyone else, was also looking at the blurred scene in the circle bubble with his eyes open, as for Lu Chengliu, who was twitching from time to time on the ground, I don't know if it was okay, Xian Zui Meng didn't look at it again.

However, the smiling Ling Xinyu Immortal Monarch was smiling lightly, and continued to ask Xue Zhendao:

"Xue Daoyou, then tell me your entire winemaking process to this seat, don't leave anything out!"

Ling Xinyu Xianjun's words were filled with a thick smile, but with the strength that he was far superior to Xue Zhen, that smile had a fatal arrogance, and if he was a little careless, the situation was worrying. At this moment, Xue Zhen didn't have any room for choice, just a slight flash, Xue Zhen told the process of alchemy in the spiritual realm at that time, how to order the materials, how to find the peculiar smell, how to find a way to solve it, and finally used the fried trick he had comprehended to explain the whole process of solving the peculiar smell.

When he finished speaking, Xue Zhen couldn't help but sweep his gaze over Ling Xinyu's face intentionally or unintentionally, he wanted to find a clue from Ling Xinyu's face, a clue about how he should go next, however, Xue Zhen found that his opinion was just a fantasy, such an immortal monarch Ling Xinyu's smiling face hung on his face, and in an instant, the smile on Ling Xinyu's face was slightly suppressed, and then he regained his original smile, and Ling Xinyu also asked with a smile:

"That's all?"

Hearing this, Xue Zhen smiled bitterly again in his heart, if Lu Chengliu who was lying on the ground hadn't appeared outside, Xue Zhen would still have a choice, at this moment, Xue Zhen pursed his lips, and had no choice but to say like this:

"Senior Ling! Since Xue entered Qucheng, he has been repeatedly troubled by others, so he will integrate a magic trick into the Golden Green Brew, which was originally not intended to inspire this trick......"

Speaking of this, Xue Zhen's words were stopped by that Immortal Monarch Ling Xinyu, I don't know if he already understands the content behind or doesn't want to listen to it, the Immortal Monarch Ling Xinyu slowly turned around at this moment, looking outside, Xian Zuimeng saw Ling Xinyu looking at each other, and couldn't help but be solemn on his face for a while, but Xian Zuimeng found that Ling Xinyu's gaze was not aimed at himself. Then, Ling Xinyu put his gaze back on Xue Zhen's body, Xue Zhen barely maintained his unchanged face, Ling Xinyu continued to smile and said:

"Xue Daoyou, do you know what kind of punishment you will receive if you treat an immortal disciple like this?"

Hearing this, Xue Zhen's heart was shocked, at this moment, his kind of heart rippled, that kind of unhappiness made him think, he didn't know the rules of this Qinghao Immortal Gate, but in the former giant city, such a punishment was not what Xue Zhen was willing to see.

"Senior Ling, this ......"

"Erase Sengi!"

Hearing Ling Xinyu's smile answer, Xue Zhen was shocked again, and his face was also furrowed at that moment, and it suddenly became quite ugly, but in the following time, Ling Xinyu was laughter, which couldn't help but make Xue Zhen feel grotesque, and then, Ling Xinyu put away his smile and asked flatly:

"Xue Daoyou, if there is a next time, you will do it again?"

Hearing such a sharp turn of question, Xue Zhen's face was still so deep, thinking secretly, he looked at Ling Xinyu opposite, Ling Xinyu didn't have any smile on his face, Xue Zhen thought for a while, and then said:

First of all, Xue had no intention of taking his life, and besides, if the senior encountered such repeated insults, what did the senior think he should do?"

"Then you mean it will continue?" Ling Xinyu said in a deep tone.

This kind of questioning, such questioning, let Xue Zhen always maintain that heavy atmosphere, Xue Zhen eyebrows pressed deeply, did not speak, but raised his head to look at Ling Xinyu, slowly nodded his head, at the moment when Xue Zhen nodded, Ling Xinyu had already raised his head to the sky and laughed, this move not only made Xue Zhen feel stunned, but also the Xian Drunken Dream and others outside, who could only see the vague figure, they felt even more inexplicable.

"What the hell is going on with this Immortal Monarch?"

"Shhhhhh

The whispered discussion was quickly stopped, Xue Zhen was in such a forbidden circle, the tense nerves were even more than the fear of facing the emptiness and loneliness on his own back then, the kind of imminent and dangerous feeling made his mind hang to a nameless height. However, the next scene made Xue Zhen's mind like a roller coaster, with ups and downs.

I saw that Ling Xinyu, the smiling immortal monarch, stopped abruptly when the laughter sounded high-pitched, and then, Ling Xinyu actually raised his sleeve robe lightly, one of his arms was raised high, and when he turned his head slightly, Ling Xinyu's arm had already fallen, with a frenzied sound of his clothes breaking through the air, and fell with a huge force that could make Xue Zhen's gray robe fly vigorously, which made Xue Zhen feel an inexplicable fear, a fear that far exceeded every time before, a fear that completely threatened his life, and a fear that could make the infant in his body flash red。

"This Xue Daoyou is dead!"

"Yes, if the Immortal Monarch makes a move, he will definitely die!"

"Not necessarily, I bet that even if I make a move, I won't be so blatant!"

"I think so too!"

The people outside continued to discuss, whispering, talking about Xue Zhen's life and death like ordinary chatter, but Xue Zhen was facing such an arm that decided his life and death at this time, he knew that his resistance would be in vain, so he finally chose to stop resisting, and let Ling Xinyu's arm fall and touch his gray and white robe.