It tastes good.

Who can refuse this kind of thing.

Generally speaking, people above the holy realm do not need to eat. But what is the job of an alchemist? Make food and drink! Potions are drunk, and wine is also drunk. There is no rule that alchemists can only make medicine but not wine. In the past, The Medicine King of the Southern Realm, one of the Eight Emperors of God, is an alchemist. Could it be that he only knows how to play with medicine bottles?

In fact.

The Holy Realm, Realm Lord and Supreme all have their own magic food. Tang Shidao likes to eat it, so he naturally knows a lot about it.

No matter how little research is done, there are countless records in the wisdom tree of the omniscient eye.

Deeply mellowed.

Tang Shidao didn't change much, he just changed the liquid state of the 'poison wine' into the mist state of the 'poison cloud', a kind of wine that can be drunk with the mouth and nose. Tang Shidao also added some magic circles to this poison cloud, Reduce its risk. Add several materials to improve its beneficial effects and exercise intensity.

In a word: the wine is 'stronger'.

"Okay, it tastes great. You are our friend, our best friend. Now, tell me, who should we beat up together?"

"..."

When Tang Shidao saw Panluo Dimo ​​pick up the stick, he thought, do you have a tradition of drunkenness and drunkenness?

There was no fight in this fight, and there was no target to hit anyone.

but.

Within two days, most of the "travelers" in the Snake of Life knew Mr. Long. It was not because of anything else. Just because he helped the Panluo Demon research a kind of fine wine and three kinds of meat, the Panluo Demon came everywhere.

Publicity. In a subtle way, they are also a kind of retaliation, which is equivalent to taking advantage of the situation to make others think that Mr. Long has a backer.

At this time, Di Chen and others were also speechless.
Chapter completed!