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Chapter 94 I want to drink, just take a sip!
In Zhang Chen's small yard, Zhang Chen is fishing.

Situ Zhong half-lyed on the rockery in the middle of the yard, pouring wine with a gourd.

While drinking, he watched Zhang Chen go fishing in amazement.

"Ning Chen, your kid's talent is really amazing. You can enter enlightenment just by fishing. No wonder you have cultivated your spiritual consciousness in such a short period of time. I really envy you!"

Zhang Chen woke up from the state of comprehending the world, and sighed, "Brother Situ, I don't see the slightest envy for your leisurely appearance, and since you came, I haven't been able to practice peacefully for a day."

In the past few days, Situ Zhong ran to Zhang Chen's place at every turn, and when he came, he would lie down on the rockery, and then drink and chatter.

Zhang Chen didn't care about it at first, after all, after entering the state of understanding the world, as long as Zhang Chen didn't want to hear it, he could completely block Situ Zhong's voice, but who knew that Situ Zhong actually used spiritual energy to transmit his voice in the end, making Zhang Chen even noisy. There is no way to practice properly.

Situ Zhong took a sip of his wine and said indifferently, "What's the point of practicing every day? You might as well go outside with me to practice."

Zhang Chen sighed.

Why doesn't he want to go out to see the outside world? The problem is that Zhang Chen has a mission, and counting the time, it is less than two months before Zhang Chen becomes the first generation of Shushan Ning to announce to the world. Zhang Chen's cultivation has not broken through in a month, and it will be a bit difficult to suppress the place by then.

Zhang Chen has not forgotten that the current Shushan is the focus of the rivers and lakes, and there is a faint tendency to lead the crowd, and the Nanzhao Kingdom is dominated by the divine religion. It has been developing rapidly in the past few decades, and now it is looking for opportunities to enter the Central Plains. Shushan In this delicate situation, no mistakes can be made, and Zhang Chen must not lose the chain, otherwise not only Zhang Chen will lose face, but even Shushan will be affected.

"Brother, I can't go out to travel now, and there will be an initiation ceremony in two months. I don't want to lose face in Shushan if I don't practice hard."

Situ Zhong shook his head, "Another rotten tree! Hey! Shushan isn't fun! It's boring!"

Zhang Chen looked helplessly at Situ Zhong.

This cheap senior brother is very strong and has extraordinary knowledge, but he has a shortcoming, he is used to being a little loose in the rivers and lakes.

Zhang Chen thought for a while, he had to find a way to cause him some trouble, otherwise if he kept coming here, he wouldn't even think about practicing.

Suddenly, Zhang Chen inadvertently saw Situ Zhong take another sip of wine, his eyes lit up.

correct!Doesn't Xue'er's father like to drink alcohol?Who else in this world knows better about alcohol than Situ Zhong, an alcoholic like his life?

Thinking of Zhang Chen, he coughed, "Ahem, Senior Brother, I see that there is always water in your gourd, and I happen to be thirsty, how many sips will you give me?"

Situ Zhong glanced at Zhang Chen and said, "You kid, don't worry about the things in my gourd. This is not water, and you don't have to think about it!"

As soon as Zhang Chen heard a thought in his heart, he guessed correctly, the gourd was indeed made by Situ Zhong himself!

"Hey, brother, is there a bar in your gourd?" Zhang Chen laughed.

This time, Situ Zhong became a little nervous. He hurriedly hugged his wine gourd tightly, and looked at Zhang Chen vigilantly, "How do you know? Let me tell you, there is no way to drink it. This is a good wine I brewed."

Zhang Chen stopped fishing at this time, walked up to Situ Zhong, sniffed the smell deliberately, and questioned, "Brother, are you sure there is wine in it? I didn't smell any scent at all, don't lie to me, I But you know that good wine is full of aroma."

Situ Zhong gave Zhang Chen a blank look, shook the wine gourd, and said proudly, "You think my gourd is an ordinary gourd, but I picked it from an island in the East China Sea, and it was specially trained by me. Of course you won’t be able to smell the magic vessel that holds the wine.”

Zhang Chen saw that Situ Zhong started to show off, and felt that he was acting a little bit.

"Senior brother, why don't you give me a sip? I've grown up so much, I haven't tasted it yet, and I don't even know what it tastes like!" Zhang Chen looked at Situ Zhong pitifully.

Situ Zhong thought about it, this boy is also pitiful, he is so old, he has never even drunk such a delicacy in the world, so he should give him some charity.

"Really haven't you ever drank?"

"Not really."

"Then I'll just give you a drink!"

Zhang Chen nodded immediately when he heard it, "Okay, brother, watch me drink, I will only take one sip!"

Only then did Situ Zhong reluctantly hand over Zhang Chen's own wine gourd, and after handing it over, he was still a little worried and said, "Just one sip, I can watch it!"

Zhang Chen took the wine gourd and nodded obediently, then directly raised his head and poured it down.

Said it was a sip, Zhang Chen was naturally not that stupid, just took a sip, Zhang Chen opened the storage space in his mouth, and the wine entered the storage space continuously.

There is a specially emptied container in the storage space, which is just right for collecting wine.

Situ Zhong was relieved after seeing Zhang Chen take a sip, but as time passed, Situ Zhong found that Zhang Chen was still drinking!

This is a bit wrong, not to mention other things, he knows that the wine brewed by Situ Zhong himself is not ordinary wine, it has used countless precious medicinal materials and spent five years using spiritual temperature every moment Spirit wine raised.

Not only is the alcohol strong, but it also has the effect of prolonging life for ordinary people who drink too much, and it also has the effect of increasing power for practitioners.

A quarter of an hour passed, Zhang Chen was still drinking, Situ Zhong couldn't bear it anymore, and was about to come over to snatch the wine gourd immediately.

Seeing that Situ Zhong was coming, Zhang Chen immediately raised his sword to the sky and poured wine with his head up while flying.

Seeing the wine continuously flowing into Zhang Chen's mouth, Situ Zhong's eyes turned red with anger, "Ning Chen! You wine thief! Give me back the wine gourd!" Shouting, he summoned a flying sword to chase Zhang Chen .

In the air, Zhang Chen glanced at Situ Zhong who was chasing after him, and couldn't help speeding up.

As soon as the speed increased, the wine began to be spilled, but Zhang Chen didn't feel bad, since the wine was not his own anyway.

It's amazing to say that this gourd doesn't look big, but it contains a lot of wine. After such a long time, Zhang Chen still hasn't emptied it all.

Situ Zhong, who was behind him, was flying while watching a puff of wine spilled from time to time, and hurriedly flew over to catch it, and then wrapped it with spiritual energy, looking distressed.

"Ning Chen, you boy, stop for me! Otherwise, I won't be polite!"

Situ Zhong caught the spilled drink again, and shouted at Zhang Chen angrily.

Seeing that Situ Zhong had been forced into this situation, Zhang Chen hurriedly stopped, closed the storage space, and took a big gulp of wine himself before finally stopping pouring the wine from the wine gourd.

After taking a sip of wine, Zhang Chen felt a rush of coolness rushing to his heart, and the sweet taste lingered in his mouth, but soon a hot current rose from his lower abdomen, just taking a sip of wine, Zhang Chen's face turned red.

After Zhang Chen made a drink break, he threw the wine gourd to Situ Zhong.

After taking the wine gourd, Situ Zhong finally breathed a sigh of relief, but when he shook the wine gourd and found that more than half of the wine was missing, Situ Zhong was heartbroken.

"Why did I give you my good wine so obsessively!"

Zhang Chen fell into the yard and had a drink break drunkenly.

"Okay! Brother, your wine is really delicious!"

After finishing speaking, Zhang Chen fell to the ground and fell asleep.

Situ Zhong gritted his teeth and glanced at Zhang Chen, then hurriedly flew to his residence.

That night, the Shushan disciples who lived near Situ Zhong could hear the cries of grief and the sound of mourning.

"My wine! You are really miserable!"

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