After rebirth, the little master uncle engages in introversion in the world of cultivating immortals

An Ran's practice surprised the Venerable, and after a while, he took out a brocade with a backrest and asked An Ran to sit on it with a gloomy face.

When the million years came, An Ran stood up and fired, "Disciple is hungry, you should also take a rest." He was so hungry.

"Okay." The venerable accepted the merit and came over, "How can I help you?"

"You catch fish, catch more, this disciple is greedy" Huo Huo has been together for ten years, the two of them sit quietly every day, and the occasional gossip is not difficult to pass the time.

"Mr. Feng, there is no more wine." Bai was blinded by the delicious food.

"The disciple only has vitality wine left." What should I do if I start to cry after drinking it?
"Take out as much as you have left!" His Holiness was instantly happy.

"Oh" took them all out with a wave.

"I have a god's pool here, which can hold wine." A large amount of vitality wine was poured into the pool. "This thing is like a god's assist for body training. Ten pots are enough for the two of us."

"I didn't think about it, okay." An Ran nodded.

"This wine is strong, half a glass is enough." The Venerable took out two small glasses and each poured half a glass.

"You..." Intuit picky.

"That's full." The two grabbed wine while eating.

Strong wine burns the throat, and wine enters the heart of sorrow.

After drinking ten cups, His Holiness no longer restrained her, the key is to really grab her, drink it, cry it out.

Three days later, the two drank half of the jug, which was a magic pot, but no one cried, Chen Anran had completely drunk himself, the Venerable drank more and became more sober, and suddenly regretted that the two of them entered the magic scroll impulsively.

"My lord, you are very nervous. It is the disciples who should be nervous. Why are you nervous?" You didn't cry.

Is "..." obvious?

"Understood, the venerable is worried about the disciple getting drunk, right, I'm too nervous to die" a little dizzy, lowered my head and drank another glass "but the disciple can't cry".

"It's okay not to cry." Not bad, I was still sober, I bowed my head and took a sip.

"You still have so much left." He reached out and took the wine in the Venerable's hand and drank it all in one gulp.

Well, this is too much to drink, hurry up and cry, get up and pour two more glasses on the table.

"The venerable's long legs are so handsome." Why didn't I notice it before, An Ran leaned on her head with a look of excitement.

How did you answer these words? My ears turned red, and I was molested by a little girl after living for more than 1 million years.

"Does your lord have abdominal muscles?" The little hand hit the chest very quickly, touching down inch by inch.

The Venerable's body froze, Wannian Bingshan's face turned red, "Mr. Feng, stop drinking, you've drunk too much."

"Ten yuan, my lord, you actually have ten-pack abs." He poked it with his finger as he said it. It felt so good, she didn't have so many, no, not even one.As soon as he lowered his head, the wine glass was floating, and he blinked vigorously, what a fart, he caught it, and poured it slowly into his mouth, as soon as he lowered his head, he caught another one, so annoying, whose big hand came to snatch it.

"You're drunk, don't drink it." A low, extraterrestrial voice was very magnetic and pleasant to hear.

"No, I'm not drunk, I'll just take a sip." I raised my head, blinked for a long time, and finally saw the man in front of me clearly: two sword eyebrows, eyes that are not angry and pretentious, lips... I really want to lick them , a drop of wine still remained on his lips.He was floating, An Ran put his little feet up, and put his hands around the Venerable's neck, and now he couldn't float anymore, his little face got closer and closer, and his whole body was stuck in his arms. He lowered his head to meet a pair of deer-like wet eyes, and wrapped his hands around his waist in a mysterious way.

"It's so sweet" An Ran desperately stretched out her small tongue to hold the wine in her mouth, and then stretched out her tongue to lick her lips, only to feel a heavy breath on her face, a gust of wind blew by, her small mouth was contained in her mouth, and her small tongue was still Not retracted, being engulfed and swallowed.

Strong wine and red lips, the temptation to bite the bone
Drunk for ten years.

When I opened my eyes, I was in a trance for a moment, why did I fall asleep on the clouds?Consciousness Sea looked carefully at a blank space, it was over, he drank himself to pieces.

"Wake up and practice quickly." The Venerable gave an order, and An Ran climbed down from the cloud in fright: "Yes, Venerable. What is that... I didn't bother you because I drank too much."

"You don't have good wine quality, don't drink with anyone next time." The Venerable's face turned cold.

"Yes" is over, I must have cried in my arms.

"From now on, you can come to me for a drink if you are greedy for wine. Don't drink too much after only three cups. Go to practice quickly." Take a deep breath to dissipate the blush on the tips of your ears.

"Yes" I dare to look for you, I won't drink to death.

For the next million years, An Ran practiced crazily. Once she reached the Dragon Gate Realm, she excitedly used her divine wings to fly around in the scroll, "My lord, this disciple can fly now."

"Good" finally survived.

Once the soul fire was turned on, this time I had been doing it for a hundred years and I had a rest for a hundred years and I ate it for a hundred years.

Only the Venerable drank alone, and An Ran didn't dare touch another sip.

"My lord, you are really powerful, there are few people who don't cry with this wine." You didn't cry once.

"Hehe." His Holiness glanced at An Ran, "Do you want to cry?"

"I don't want to" dare not think.

"Crying may not be bad, but don't be greedy" take out and fill up "just this one"

"Okay, thank you, my lord." He took a sip and put it down quickly.

"Don't drink anymore?" His Holiness reached out and took a gulp. "Waste"

"Ahem, cough, yes" This is too much, why don't you cry?
Stare at the Venerable until his face turns red from drinking and don't cry, that's fine, you are huge.

"Are you at the Dragon Gate Realm?" He suppressed the flush on his face.

"Well, after all the hard work, the disciple can finally fly." An Ran bared her teeth in joy.

"Can you even give up your life for him?" The Venerable suddenly felt angry.

"No, I didn't think too much about it, you asked me to risk my life to protect him, besides, he was very kind to me." Why did he have such an ugly face.

"There are still 300 million years, hurry up and practice." The Venerable's face darkened.

"Yes" Matt, strive to rush into the Tongtian Realm.

After entering the cave, he stopped safely and hurriedly cooked, but the venerable disappeared, probably because he was very hungry, and the venerable came out after cooking for ten years.

The two of them have been in a turmoil for seven days, and their speed has slowed down.

Did "Honorable One" not drink?Gone?

"What's the matter?" The Venerable paused.

"Are you out of wine?" You can really drink.

"No, you are not allowed to drink." The Venerable stared at An Ran.

"My disciple won't drink it." An Ran waved her hand: "Do you have any fruit? My disciple will make it for you."

"Yes" waved and took out a sand building.

"Okay, disciple...cough cough cough cough" got up and walked over to catch it in his hand, and suddenly his waist tightened.

After a while, my waist loosened, "It's stuck on the dish, I'm clumsy, don't hurry up and do it"

"Yes" An Ran looked down, embarrassed, dipped into the plate, and quickly slipped away in fright.

A large amount of vitality wine was made, and the Venerable filled the Shenchi again, "There are still nearly 200 million years to strive to break into the heavenly realm"

"Yes, disciple must work hard" must rush.

"Eat first" reached out and pulled people over.

"Yes" An Ran panicked.

"Sit" His Holiness let go of his hands and returned to his chair.

"Oh" Ma Liu sat down, and the two drank and ate meat together.

Three days later, the Venerable finally left, An Ran quickly got up and picked up the god pot left on the table, he could drink it, there was only a hundred catties left in one pot, he quickly took a few sips and put it down, feeling that no one would simply drink it by himself drank up.