Hearing this, although Xue Zhen's speech at the moment was a little vague, the man in the green shirt Lu Chengliu and Xian Zuimeng could hear it clearly, and Xian Zuimeng was even more angry at this time, staring at Lu Chengliu, his body suddenly flashed over, and a fierce aura came out strongly, forcing Lu Chengliu to "Dengden" to take three steps back again, and Xian Zuimeng also chased after Lu Chengliu's side at this time.

At this moment, Lu Chengliu's robe fluttered vigorously, blowing non-stop, and the breath on his body was completely released, and Lu Chengliu's face also appeared slightly distorted, until Lu Chengliu urged his body protection aura to improve.

At this time, the Divine Mind of Xian Drunken Dream saw Xue Zhen floating a faint blood-red crystal circle, which was undoubtedly Xue Zhen's protective spiritual domain, and Xue Zhen was now silently refining a magic trick, a refining body technique, which was a bitter and somewhat helpless harvest of Xue Zhen's poison test this time.

When this kind of wolf immortal poison appeared, Xue Zhen had already observed that this poison could exercise his physical body on a certain kind of Cheng dù, so he simply took the poison and secretly silently used that kind of cultivation method, and his physical body, including the five internal organs, was exercised when the poison occurred, which was also a helpless harvest for Xue Zhen.

Sensing Xue Zhen's current situation, Xian Zuimeng looked at Lu Chengliu, the man in green shirts in front of him, and the entanglement in his heart was thrown out of the clouds all of a sudden. Suddenly, Xian Zuimeng's arm was lightly raised, and with a sound of "whirring", Xian Zuimeng's palm, the sleeve robe, crossed a light arc, and slapped it suddenly, and it turned out to be Lu Chengliu, who was not far away.

And Lu Chengliu was still unmoved at the moment, he was waiting, waiting for that moment to come, he was even looking forward to it, expecting that he could make up his mind and make up his mind for a long time. Lu Chengliu's face at the moment reappeared that kind of cunning, but it faded a lot before that.

The palm that Xian Drunken Dream fanned out stopped in front of Lu Chengliu's face, less than three inches, but the violent condensation still urged Lu Chengliu's face to be conflated and sunken. The palm that fell next to Lu Chengliu's face also clenched into a fist at this time, "crackling" sounded, and suddenly retracted.

At this time, Xian Zuimeng gritted his teeth violently, swallowed violently, and turned around to see Xue Zhen sitting in the blood. Watching him inspire that kind of technique, that kind of refining technique. He understood that even though the amount of this antidote was not enough, under other antidotes, as long as the spell was cast to prolong the effect of the antidote, it could be solved slowly. He was very helpless, he laughed at himself, laughed at his own incompetence, and he slowly walked to his own seat.

And Lu Chengliu, a man in a green shirt, couldn't wait for the kind of action that could make him make a decision at the moment, he looked at Xue Zhen, the kind of thing that had been planned for a long time was finally realized, even now, Xue Zhen's body was still suffering from the torture of wolf and fairy poison, but he didn't have a trace of joy, and the kind of psychology of falling into a well could no longer be found, and a puzzled look appeared on his face.

At this moment, Xue Zhen was still refining his body with the trick, but Xian Zuimeng had returned to his seat, sitting on the seat, he was already holding Xue Zhen's Drifting Immortal Yuemeng Wine in his hand, and holding a cup in the other hand, Drifting Immortal Yuemeng Wine had been poured on his cup, and he poured the wine into his throat in one go.

That kind of intense love, there was a kind of calm, a kind of emotionless calm, but at this time, Xian Drunken Dream was laughing, that kind of laughter shook the hall, and the forbidden light rippled again, and it took a while to stop.

"Chengliu, are you satisfied this time?"

Xian drunk dream's deep tone came out, and the calmness in this sentence made it impossible to hear any emotion. Lu Chengliu's heart was slightly stunned, at this moment he asked himself, he really didn't have such a sense of satisfaction, he was still sensible, and he didn't speak, just looked at Xian Drunk Dream from a distance, and maintained a faint face.

"Cheng Liu! This wine is good! Shen Solid Mood, you can try it too!"

Xian Zui Meng said again, and there was still no emotion added to his words, and the deep tone seemed to be plain speech, and Lu Chengliu couldn't help but press his eyebrows lightly when he heard it. But at this time, Xian Zuimeng poured another glass for himself, and the small wine bottle had already floated over, and it soon fell in front of Lu Chengliu.

At this time, Lu Chengliu naturally remembered his drunken state at the beginning, and he was crazy with alcohol, and Lu Chengliu was naturally quite cautious and cautious about Xue Zhen's things.

"What? you don't even want to touch Xian's toast?" Xian Zuimeng asked in a voice that was still so plain that there were no ripples and no emotion.

Lu Chengliu, who heard the words, looked at Xian Zuimeng, and Xian Zuimeng's gaze was very gentle, but Lu Chengliu also knew that this matter was very stimulating to Xian Zuimeng. Looking back, Xue Zhen was still urging in his spiritual domain, that kind of wolf bèi unbearable situation, Lu Chengliu couldn't even have any happiness, and he didn't have that kind of pity.

Looking at the small wine bottle in front of him, Lu Chengliu finally shook his hand, the small wine bottle had fallen into his hand, he poured the wine bottle down with his head high, and the wine flowed in, and soon fell into his mouth, and swallowed a few mouthfuls at once, and then took the small wine bottle.

At this time, in his own spiritual realm, Xue Zhen was still refining painfully, but at such a moment, the corners of his mouth turned up, and a smile that seemed to be not a smile quickly passed by, combined with his convulsions from time to time, Xian Zuimeng and Lu Chengliu didn't notice it at all.

In the next time, Xue Zhen continued to refine, and as for the man in the green shirt, Lu Chengliu, after drinking the Piaoxian Yuemeng Wine, he sent the small wine bottle over again. Xian Zuimeng took the small wine bottle, immediately popped out the magic trick to seal it, and also received the small wine bottle into his storage ring.

Time passed little by little, and there was no movement in Xian Drunken Dream on the seat, and he had been observing Xue Zhen there. The man in the green shirt, Lu Chengliu, crossed his hands, his expression also returned to a calm state, and he also looked at Xue Zhen expressionlessly.

Nearly two hours passed like this, and someone in the middle of the time was about to enter the inner sanctum, but he was also driven out by Xian Drunken Dream at once. Finally, Xue Zhen's trick was stimulated, his eyes opened slightly, and with the flash of inspiration, Xue Zhen, who reappeared in this inner hall, was already a brand new outfit, but his face still appeared a fake stiffness.