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Chapter 144 Orange Wine (Ask for a Monthly Ticket!)

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    The mottled and remote picture gradually blurred from clear until it sank to the bottom of the heart sea, without any ripples.

    Ma Yunteng withdrew his thoughts, and made a gesture with his hands again.

    "¡¾Skynet Recovery¡¿!"

    "¡¾receive¡¿!"

    The shadow of the silver giant net that appeared in the chaotic mirror before appeared out of thin air in the warm small space in front of me.

    The giant net has been completely shrunk, just enough to cover the one-mile-square open space outside the house.

    Jumping around in the shrunken giant net are countless snow scorpions that were originally extremely rare.

    In addition to the low-level snow scorpions of the first, second, and third ranks, there are unexpectedly many high-level snow scorpions of the fifth, sixth, and seventh ranks, and even the snow scorpion kings and queens of the eighth and ninth ranks.

    "This Tianya Xuefeng is indeed one of the top ten dangers in the Ten Thousand Spirits Immortal Realm, where treasures and dangers coexist!"

    Li Jing couldn't help being amazed.

    Snow scorpions are also a rare species in the devil world, and snow scorpions above the fifth level are almost hard to find.

    Unexpectedly, in this low-level realm, there could be such a huge population of snow scorpions.

    It's no wonder that the Zongmen spends a lot of money every year and sends people to the lower realms to search for treasures and talents, and they will never lose money.

    The treasures of heaven and earth in the lower realm are auctioned at the auction house in the devil realm, and the profits are simply incalculable.

    No wonder he heard that he was sent to the lower realm, the Seventeenth Elder deliberately came to congratulate him, saying that this is a fat post who can receive a lot of filial piety.

    It turns out that the resources in the lower realm are so abundant.

    Even if no one respects him, he must try to get more treasures before returning to the devil world.

    At this time, Ma Yunteng absolutely did not expect that there was another expert who aspired to become a little god of plucking and was really good at plucking him.

    "Grandpa, can we go now?"

    Seeing that Ma Yunteng had accepted Xuexie, Li Jing hurriedly asked.

    Of course he has his own little selfishness.

    Although this small world is indeed as warm as spring, the outside environment is extremely dangerous. On the snow-capped peaks, the snow is raging, and the violent storm is howling and sweeping in. The ice and snow are wrapped in a strong destructive energy.  , Fiercely, indiscriminately, piercing into the sea of ??soul, consciousness, and flesh and bone marrow of all living beings.  He really didn't like the icy and snowy wind outside. After all, it almost killed him, and he might lose his mind. Of course, he wanted to leave as soon as possible.

    On the other hand, he wanted to get more treasures from heaven and earth.

    In this difficult Tianya Xuefeng, he has no powerful magic weapon, and it is difficult for him to move an inch, let alone find the treasure.

    Leaving this place, he has more opportunities.

    "What's the hurry, let's have a few drinks before leaving."

    Ma Yunteng slowly took out a set of white jade wine sets and placed them on the jade table.

    "Ah? Is this taking care of me? It really doesn't matter. Let's get out of here first."

    Li Jing waved his hand, his eagerness to leave was written all over his face.

    Ma Yunteng filled two glasses of the orange wine brewed by Xuanji, the flower god who gave him the oranges, and he took the first glass and drank it down, and then motioned to Li Jing.

    "Come on! Done!"

    Li Jing saw that the wine in the glass turned out to be as fresh and golden yellow as orange juice. He hesitated to pick up the wine glass, took a sip, and said in surprise: "Why is it fruit wine? This is not a strong wine to keep out the cold.  , this wine is only suitable for women."

    "Wrong! If you want to walk out of Tianya Xuefeng intact, you really need to drink a few more glasses. This wine can dredge the collaterals and activate the blood, help you gather vitality, and resist the cold and wind."

    Ma Yunteng continued to explain in a good-tempered manner: "This is an exclusive recipe of an ancient god. The oranges used are also the fruits of the fairy orange tree planted by her. The effect is amazing. If it weren't for your fate,  It is up to you to sacrifice your life in vain."

    Ma Yunteng continued drinking on his own, while talking to himself: "This wine is strong enough, so you can't drink too much, three glasses is appropriate."

    Seeing that Ma Yunteng had finished three glasses of wine, Li Jing still had doubts in his heart.

    However, he still drank three cups as promised.

    After a while, Li Jing's eyes began to turn red, "The more you drink this wine, the more mellow it becomes, and it's really addictive. Can I have another three glasses?"

    Ma Yunteng stared at Li Jing's appearance, and then took a closer look. Although he had an ordinary middle-aged uncle's face, he was eight feet tall, so he should be regarded as a dignified figure.  Neck, soap straight skirt like dark clouds covering the body, variegated ribbons like flower pythons wrapped around the body, the band on the forehead is brilliant, vaguely golden eyes, a pair of eyes that shoot cold., with two arched eyebrows like lacquer paint, and a colorful cloth jacket on his body, like copper tendons and iron bones, with a broad chest, with a majesty that is invincible, with two knives, he is murderous, and his words are loud and eloquent.  Ling Yun's ambition is bold and bold, like a lion shaking the sky and descending from the clouds, his bones are strong and his muscles are strong, like a wild beast coming to his seat, he just comes from the devil world, like a demon descended from the sky, he is really the god of Tai Sui in the world.

    This kind of face is actually not bad, just like the famous Wu Song, who is greedy for drinking and drinking, and also looks exactly like Wu Song, the star of Tiger Fighting.

    Ma Yunteng smiled and said: "No! Do you think you are Wu Song? Can you drink eighteen bowls? This wine really does not go down the mountain after three cups. One more sip will guarantee that you will not be able to go down this Xuefeng Mountain."

    Li Jing was obviously a little depressed, showing a look of loss, and asked tentatively: "Is it true that you can't drink more than one sip?"

    "cannot!"

    Seeing Ma Yunteng's firm stand again, Li Jing had no choice but to give up, and suddenly asked as if waking up from a dream: "Wu Song? This name is a bit familiar. Who is he? Can he really drink eighteen cups? No, what you said is¡ª¡ª  Eighteen bowls?"

    Ma Yunteng said with a smile: "That's right, it's eighteen bowls!"

    "This person must be powerful, what deeds?"

    Ma Yunteng saw that Li Jing was like a curious baby, pestering him endlessly, while secretly thinking that your name Li Jing is actually more famous, and at the same time patiently told Li Jing about Wu Song fighting a tiger in Jingyanggang in "Water Margin".  story.

    After Li Jing listened to the story, he stared at Ma Yunteng for a while as if he was looking at a fool, and then said in a murmur, "I thought it was really a powerful person, but he just killed an ordinary tiger. How can he be famous?  Is Da Zhen famous forever? However, he is indeed a big drinker, isn't he famous because he can drink a lot?"

    Ma Yunteng said with a smile: "This is a story in a mortal book. Every mortal loves to read books and highly admires the characters in the book. Moreover, in the world of mortals, a mortal who can kill a tiger is actually pretty awesome."  Yes. However, because the number of tigers is not much, the mortal world is now strictly forbidden to kill tigers."

    Li Jing felt even more strange, and continued to ask: "Tigers can't be killed? What happens if you accidentally kill a tiger?"

    Ma Yunteng recalled a little, and replied: "Arrested, sentenced to more than 10 years of fixed-term imprisonment or life imprisonment, and fined or confiscated property."

    Li Jing said with a smile: "The author of this book is so bold that he dared to write such a plot."

    "The times are different. When the author Naiangong created this character, there was no such regulation. At that time, fighting tigers was to eliminate harm for the people, and he was called a tiger-fighting hero. The process of creating this character is still a bit interesting. He  But when I went for a walk in Houyanggang behind the village in Dazhaili, I saw a yellow dog sleeping under a pine tree. A Zhuang Dingwu A Er beat the yellow dog away. Shi Naian used this as a prototype to create after returning home, and made Houyang  The hill was changed to Jingyanggang, the yellow dog became an eye-catching white-fronted tiger, and Wu Ah Er became Wu Song.¡± (Remember this site¡¯s website: www.hlnovel.com
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