"You are the first person who can make Ah Yao lose his temper."

"Before this, I always thought that her speaking voice would not be louder than my pouring wine."

The woman in the black dress was holding a wine flask, and her voice was so lustful that it was like drawing circles on people's palms with her fingers, making people feel itchy.

"She is very inappropriate."

"Ah……"

The woman covered her mouth and smiled softly, her watery eyes not stopping for a moment, moving from top to bottom, from outside to inside, as if she wanted to strip the sick man at the door naked and see through him.

"How pretty!"

"Received praise, passive value, +1."

"Sit down." She pulled out a wine glass and placed it on the opposite side of the table. In a master's tone, she poured the wine and said:

"This is the 'Drunken Immortal Brew' I specially prepared for you, which is taken from the highest quality 'Xiangui Lingpin' from Guizhe Holy Mountain."

"In the outside world, if you want to drink Drunk Immortal Brew, you must either be the Holy Son on the Holy Mountain, or be a descendant of the five great Holy Emperor families, or you must have hands and eyes that reach the sky, and your status is comparable to ten thrones."

"Otherwise, it's simply impossible."

The remaining warmth is filled with fairy spirit, and the wine is full of fragrance.

Xu Xiaoshou couldn't help but feel his Adam's apple rolling. He was not a drinker, and the aroma of the wine could also attract greedy people. This was really quite powerful.

"Are you Aunt Xiang?"

But when he came to the table, he did not sit down directly. Instead, he looked down from a high position with an unruly posture.

Aunt Xiang raised her head without getting up, with a subtle smile: "Are you Xu Xiaoshou?"

Xu Xiaoshou's heart skipped a beat.

Did Bazun tell her?

That means that Aunt Xiang has a very strong relationship with Shengnu, and it is absolutely impossible for her to leak the secret!

If not, could she use Xu Gusheng's identity to introduce Xu Xiaoshou?

Xu Xiaoshou thought about it and thought it was impossible. After brushing it, he threw away the paper fan:

"I am Xu Gusheng."

Aunt Xiang just stared at him with a smile, watching him pretend.

It wasn't until the sick young man frowned and looked slightly uncomfortable, showing the strange look he would show after being stared at rudely for a long time, that she knocked on the table and stood up:

"You are exactly what he said. You are cautious and suspicious to the extreme, and cunning to the extreme."

"he?"

"Eight Masters."

"..."

Did all the Eight Masters speak out directly?

When an ordinary person reaches this point, his face may become tense.

Xu Xiaoshou thought that this was the Central Territory, which was Dao Qiongcang's territory. Dao Qiongcang had just lost a big game of chess, losing his wife and losing troops.

——Even the entire Yougui Pavilion is fake. The coachman, Old Man Li, was transformed by someone from a different tribe, and Auntie Xiang in front of her was transformed by the sky. She was locked as soon as she left the Void Island, and thus she stepped into a big situation.

Xu Xiaoshou has thought about this outrageous possibility.

How could he let down his guard and reveal his identity after just two sentences?

"Aunt Xiang didn't mention anything about what happened downstairs before, but here she talks about things that are beyond the realms of heaven, without any details..." The sick man never shook the fan faster or slower, "May I ask, what do you want?"

Aunt Xiang looked at this weak young man, her cheeks moved, her eyebrows became narrow, and she finally couldn't help covering her mouth and laughed.

"Giggle..."

"Xu Xiaoshou, you are so cute, you don't think I was transformed by that old slut, do you?"

The speaker was unintentional, but the listener was intentional. Xu Xiaoshou was really shocked. Can you guess this?

Before he could speak, he saw Aunt Xiang take out her chest, take out a black token from the space necklace between the white gaps, and slap it on the table.

"Little cutie, take a look for yourself."

"Your string is too tight. It's time to relax. Ba Zunzhen was right to let you come to Yougui Pavilion~"

"Being teased, passive value, +1."

Xu Xiaoshou raised his eyebrows, unmoved, and touched the black token.

The reverse side of the token is the emblem of the Holy Slave, and the front side has the word "god". The unique sword-reading aura comes from the eight acquaintances.

Holy slave order!

It’s one I’ve never seen before!

"You are the sixth... no, the third one of the Holy Slaves?" The sick man took off his facial mask and showed his disbelief.

"Oh? It seems that you haven't recognized the whole person yet." Aunt Xiang smiled and shook her head, "I am not, but my husband is."

"God too?"

"Yes, it's normal that you don't recognize him fully. Outsiders only know that he has a good relationship with Bazun, but they don't know how good they are."

"How nice?"

"You know me, you have to call me husband, eldest brother." Aunt Xiang's chest straightened out, her waves swayed, and her brows were filled with pride.

Regarding this, Xu Xiaoshou was skeptical and changed the subject: "That palace master..."

"He should be able to guess something, but there is no conclusive evidence, otherwise Yougui Pavilion would not be able to survive to this day." Aunt Xiang sighed, with an annoyed look in her eyes, "That old coquettish guy, just thinking about it makes people angry.

nausea!"

At this point, Xu Xiaoshou was completely sure.

There is no waste in the ten seats. The "big old pendant" is definitely a lie. It may even be passed down by the person in front of you!

Not only is Aunt Xiang extremely smart, she must also be a person of one kind.

Xu Xiaoshou had only experienced that kind of mind-matching and communication feeling like a fish in water with people who had equal brains, such as the angel of heaven.

Mu Zixi, Han Ye, Long Bao, and the Ghosts and Gods Gang are incomparable - they don't need to speak, just standing there gives people the feeling of "come and play with me".

"You have come all the way, Mr. Xu, can you take a seat now?"

Aunt Xiang took the divine word order handed back by Xu Xiaoshou, put aside her troubles, pointed at the wine in front of him, and motioned to taste it.

Xu Xiaoshou then sat down, picked up the wine glass, and tasted it for a while.

"What does it smell like?" Aunt Xiang sat down, leaning forward, her eyes filled with anticipation.

"Non-toxic."

"Bah!" Aunt Xiang rolled her eyes, charmingly, "I'm asking about the taste of the wine... I spent a lot of money to entertain you with Drunk Immortal Brew. If it weren't for the dignity of the eight masters, you would all come in."

I don’t want this room!”

"Don't worry, no matter how good the wine is, I will never forget what happened downstairs just now."

"You!" Aunt Xiang stared with peach blossom eyes, as if her thoughts had been read, and her face was slightly annoyed.

After Xu Xiaoshou paused for a while, he drank the wine in one gulp, put down the glass with a click of his tongue, and lowered his eyebrows to reflect on the taste:

"The immortal osmanthus spirit is above the first grade and below the holy grade. This wine uses semi-holy medicine? You really spent a lot of money..."

"Golden Tiangen, mulberry purple leaves, red kiwi fruit...the original solution is very particular in its use. Is it the unique Mizao Spring in the Central Region?"

"It's a pity. The medicinal properties are not conflicting, but the proportions were slightly wrong when mixing the wine. However, the flaws are not concealed, the wine is good wine..."

The sick man raised his eyes: "She is a beauty."

"Ah... little guy, you are so good at complimenting me!"

Aunt Xiang didn't expect Xu Xiaoshou to be able to say these words. Her eyes immediately lit up, and as soon as she straightened her waist, her whole body exuded the charm of a mature woman.

After a long time, she withdrew her light, put her slender hand on her chin, stared at the sick young man across from her, and said in wonder:

"Xu Xiaoshou, Xu Xiaoshou, you are so good at it."

"If Auntie was born thirty years later, if another little girl were here now, she would be fascinated by you..."

She suddenly stretched out her hand to pinch the delicate face, "Let me see, did Ba Zunzhen ask you to pinch your face, or did you do it yourself?"

Xu Xiaoshou leaned back, flicked the paper fan, and stopped Aunt Xiang's movements, "Auntie, respect yourself."

"You little brat!" Aunt Xiang smiled angrily, "You are my son's age, and you still play hard to get with me?"

"What desire...ah, you have a son?"

"No! But don't tell me yet. If I don't know that you are pretending, you will really be deceived... But how do you know so much about pretending?"

"I, the alchemist of the Throne, are genuine."

"Oh, that's really good. Let Auntie see your real face, quickly!"
To be continued...