A few side dishes were served, and the white-haired old man waved his hand and a jar of wine appeared on the table.

"Just one jar?" said the skeleton-like guy: "I haven't even drunk water for so many years. I finally drank you one jar at a time, so you only give me one jar?"

The old man with white hair snorted and said, "You don't understand drinking. If you take out hundreds of jars of good wine at once, it will feel worthless in everyone's heart. Moreover, what you could have drunk a pound would be at most eight taels."

"It is to make everyone feel that there is little; then everyone will invisibly have the awareness of 'I want to drink more and avoid suffering'; then this wine will be interesting!"

The white-haired old man explained with disdain.

"Great Remarks!"

Duguchou and the middle-aged people on the side were both lit up.

The skeleton-like person also smiled and asked while removing the mud seal, "Then how many jars of this wine do you have?"

The white-haired old man said, "There is only one jar in the world today!"

"..." The three of them were stunned.

Just this jar?

"Really or not?" the middle-aged man said in surprise: "Why do I feel like you don't have a few words of truth?"

The old man with white hair is here: "If you love or not."

The mud seal has been photographed.

The fragrance of wine rose instantly, forming a hazy mist. In the mist, there were mountains, rivers and mountains. The scene of the sky and earth clearly emerged and did not dissipate for a long time!

The white-haired old man had a reserved face and a faint hint of his mouth.

Even Duguchou and the middle-aged man were a little dazzled and confused by such a great wine, and blurted out: "Good wine! It's such a peerless wine!"

The skeleton-like man didn't say anything. The two saw the mist in the air condense into a scene and quickly dissipated. When they turned their heads, they saw that the skeleton-like man had already moved up the jar of wine and poured him a full bowl first.

Then he held the wine jar with one hand, quickly picked up the wine bowl with the other hand, and drank it all with a whistle; then he began to pour it into his own bowl again...

"Slow down!" Duguchou said angrily: "How can you eat alone as a human being?"

The middle-aged man also shouted: "How much wine can you have in the world? You guy actually ate it secretly!"

The skeleton-like man hummed: "What do you know? A drunkard like me, such a performance is the greatest respect for the person who brews this wine!"

Duguchou and the middle-aged man snorted coldly at the same time, but when he thought about it, it was not unreasonable; seeing that there was not much fine wine, the two of them started to compete!

"mine!"

"My bowl!"

The skeleton held the wine jar and kept putting it on. Dugucho stretched out his hand and a wine arrow shot out. When he reached his bowl, the middle-aged man simply opened his mouth and an orange-yellow wine arrow flew directly into his mouth.

A jar of wine almost disappeared with a sound of brushing.

The three of them laughed at the same time.

"Cool!"

in unison.

"Where is the wine?" The three of them put down the wine bowl at the same time and looked at the white-haired old man.

The white-haired old man stared at the empty wine jar that was spinning on the table, with a speechless look on his face.

I took out a jar of wine myself, and I just smelled the fragrance and it was gone!

The host who treats me didn't have time to drink a drop!

"You guys are really not polite..." The old white-haired man hummed and said unhappily: "My wine will be gone if I take it out... But, is there such delicious wine there?"

Duguchou said with interest: "Oh? Then what you mean is that you came to invite us to drink for help? Can you understand this way?"

The white-haired old man hummed and said, "Of course, after drinking my wine, I will naturally do something for me! In my life, I have never invited passers-by with my wine!"

The old man said it very domineeringly!

However, Duguchou and the other two looked at each other and suddenly laughed: "Old man, I tell you, you found us to treat us today, which is considered to be the right person. In this world, there are too few things that we can't do if we can do."

The middle-aged man in green smiled and said, "However, if you ask someone for a job, a jar of wine means you can't help you."

The skeleton-like guy suddenly woke up and said, "It's not bad. My temper has always been that if I don't drink enough wine, I won't do anything!"

The white-haired old man was dumbfounded and said angrily: "Why are you a master of your generation? You actually... you threaten me so much! As giants in the world, where is your courage to be a hero?"

He turned his head angrily, looked at Dugucho, and said, "Fortunately, there is still Brother Dugu. Brother Dugu just agreed to me. It doesn't matter whether you two can do it or not."

Duguchou was stunned: "When will I promise you?"

The white-haired old man was stunned.

"I just said, you have found the right person. There are really not many things in this world that we can't do... right?" Dugucho asked, "That's what it means? But I just said there are not many things that I can't do, but I didn't say, am I willing to do these things, right?"

The white-haired old man coughed violently, his face turned red and his neck was thick, so angry that he couldn't even say anything. He furiously said: "You! You... Why are you so shameless!"

Dugucho rolled his eyes and used his hand to thrust the empty wine jar on the table and murmured: "This wine... is so delicious, it's just a little less. It's as few things as things that cannot be done..."

The middle-aged man in Qing stroked the wine bowl with his hands and sighed softly: "It's a thousand cups of wine to meet a close friend... But if you can't drink enough wine, it's really... I'll be too much if I don't talk about it..."

The skeleton-like guy knocked on the wine bowl with chopsticks in his hand and sang: "Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding

Duguchou and the middle-aged man in green all burst into tears.

The white-haired old man was so angry that he was trembling all over, and he blew his beard and glared: "Can you help me?"

"No help!" The three of them had a tacit understanding.

"You guys are too much!" The white-haired old man was so angry that his beard was raised.

Each of these four people is very old, and it is obvious that they have never met each other before; even after meeting, they have not reported their names except for a simple "Guess".

But just sitting together like this, laughing, scolding, gives people the feeling of being an old friend who has known each other for decades!

And it is definitely not a stranger to meet for the first time!

"Not too much!" The three of them shook their heads together, uniformly: "Preserving the God of Baccarat... If you can't blackmail more good wine, that's the real excessive!"

The old white-haired man's face changed, he looked at the three of them angrily, and suddenly he raised his head and laughed, cursing: "What's his!"

Suddenly, he flipped his wrist and put another jar of wine on the table, and said in a rage: "This jar is just there, there is no more!"

The three of them lit up their eyes, and they had already quickly snatched them, opened them quickly, and then they rushed to fall on them, ignoring the words of the white-haired old man.

The white-haired old man also took the wine bowl to pour the wine himself and murmured: "If I don't drink it, I can't even drink the wine I made..."

After another jar of wine, Dugucho touched his belly and sighed: "It has even aroused his addiction to alcohol and doesn't want to do anything anymore. What should I do?"

The middle-aged man in Qing also looked distressed: "So too..."

The skeleton-like guy said, "From now on, I will stop talking. Every word they say represents me!"

The old white-haired man was so angry that he couldn't speak. After a long time, he suddenly gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, waved his hand, and clattered. On the table, under the table, and inn hall, there was a sudden full of fine wine, and he said angrily: "Drink you to death!"

The three of them screamed strangely, and they were overjoyed: "It's here!"

"Sure enough, this old man must be blackmailed. He has no alcohol to beg for good words."

"That's right, blackmail must be blackmailed, the rumors are true."

"right!"

The old man with white hair was angry: "Who said he couldn't ask for good words? Have you ever asked for it?"

The three of them paused, the air was silent, and then they burst into laughter.

"Tell me, what's the matter? I'll ask you to come out specifically and ask us to do something?" Dugucho asked.

The old man with white hair said, "Originally, if I can't meet you, I will do this by myself... But since I have encountered it, I'm too lazy to do it myself."

"Some time ago, I had an old friend who came to me. Speaking of it, he was tricked by someone. Someone put on makeup and acted like me. He became his ancestor with my name... and, with my identity, he turned the entire Ziyou Empire upside down... I was a little angry about this, although the descendants of my friend repeatedly said that this person is not bad and did not damage my name..."

"But how can I borrow my name casually?" the old man with a white hair said angrily.

"It's actually something like this." Duguchou and the skeleton looked at each other and laughed.

The middle-aged man in green frowned and looked at Feng Xiange with some confusion.

This white-haired old man who is known as the God of Baccarat by everyone; of course, the evil doctor of Baccarat back then, and the legendary Fengxian Song of the generation!

"Who is this person?" asked the skeleton-like person with a smile.

"It is the pillar of the Yu Tang Kingdom, the only survivor among the nine masters, Lord Yun Zun." Feng Xiange hummed.

When this sentence came out, the whole inn suddenly became silent.
Chapter completed!