Fu Canglu

Chapter 180 A Pot of Immortal Wine
The woman under the black robe remained motionless.

But the white robe not far away shook slightly.

The man in a sloppy white robe gently raised his hand, a red string was tied to his hand, and a mahogany wine jug hung down under the red string.

Then the red rope broke with a click, and the mahogany wine jug was lifted up by a strong force just as it was about to fall to the ground. Hold on tight.

A red lotus grew horizontally on that hand, and the sinister lines twisted and spread, which was very visually impactful, and where the big red lotus grew, the ancient snow-white peach wood dazzled the eye.

The mahogany jug turned slowly.

Level, with the spout down at the end.

The moment the crystal clear wine dripped from the mouth of the pot, it was slapped up by the big sleeve.

Ten paces away.

The black-robed woman's face was calm, her body leaned back slightly, the big black robe fluttered up, a crack suddenly exploded under the toes, she retreated every step, the black robe twisted, and then suddenly raised her sleeves and closed them again.

She slowly stretched out a hand, and the black robe fell down, revealing her fair wrist.

On that hand, five drops of wine were rolling back and forth in the palm of the hand at the moment, and once touched, they immediately separated, like rolling balls.

The sleeves of the big black robe she spread out suddenly exploded inch by inch, and the thunderous energy exploded in the wine in the palm of her hand, spreading her arms vertically and horizontally, and was stopped by another slender white jade hand.

The black-robed woman put her two fingers together with a calm face, tapped her arm, and slid down inch by inch, suppressing the horror contained in the wine and returning, the already overflowing alcohol condensed again at her fingertips.

Five drops of wine in the palm of your hand, none of which will fall.

"Buddhism's general power is overwhelming, it can overwhelm people with power, the six worlds are shaking, and the six realms of Buddhism are extremely powerful. Among them, it is the most brave and diligent." The black-robed woman opened her mouth flatly, spreading out her snow-white arm. It has been exploded inch by inch, and the tattered cloth strips hang on the arm, reflecting the pitch black, but highlighting the eerie whiteness of that arm.

Five drops of wine began to roll in her palm.

The black-robed woman's face was calm, and she let the five drops of alcohol that contained the spirit of terror rage in the palm of her hand, and slowly closed her five fingers.

Fry pan suddenly.

And the black-robed woman forcibly suppressed the overwhelming wine smell that was about to explode.

A mountain is higher than a mountain.

The white-robed old fox looked at the black-robed woman who was finally willing to speak, and said with a complicated expression: "Since you don't want to uncover it yourself, I can only do it."

The woman in black robe turned a deaf ear to her.

There was a loud bang.

The white robe threw the mahogany jug upwards, and disappeared out of thin air. A terrifying spider web burst out of the place where the feet were standing, and the spider web spread instantly, and there was no figure, only a violent "bang bang bang" was heard. With the sound of the ground, a crack of several feet spread out.

The black-robed woman squinted her eyes, and the aura in her body was like a mighty river. If she didn't hold back any more, she had a relationship with this Buddhist guest in front of her during the red moon in Luoyang.

The man in front of him, who is also of the same physique as himself, did not have much power at this moment, but the series of sonic booms were enough to make him take it seriously.

The black-robed woman flicked her wrists suddenly, and her snow-white arms stretched out in an instant. Amidst the booming sound, those slender white arms that were not stained with dust were wrapped around by a big white robe, and then the fluttering white robe stood still for a moment.

Liu Chan's face was calm, he let the blood on the soles of his feet explode, and there was a thunderstorm on the ground, and the world was swept in the white robe, and the hands of the black-robed woman were tightly entwined.

Pushing and pulling are both entangled.

The two remained motionless, like wooden figures.

In fact, the dark energy is surging, and it is at the nick of time.

The black-robed woman suddenly said, "Go to the Purple Bamboo Forest."

The old fox in white robe squinted his eyes, and slowly spit out the word: "Okay."

Neither of them was willing to let go.

"You let go first." The black-robed woman's voice was unwavering.

"Don't let it go." The white-robed old fox said with a smile on his face: "If you want to let it go, you let it go first."

The two wrestled with each other, both of them were of great King Kong physique, and it was difficult to tell whether they were superior or inferior to each other. If whoever let go first, he would lose the upper hand in the current situation of confrontation.

So the two hit it off again.

The black-robed woman took a step forward with a blank expression, and stretched her arms forward again. The fingers inside the big white robe were like hooks, trying to pull out the internal organs of the man in the white robe.

Liu Chan took five steps back with a dull complexion.

There was a series of muffled noises from the ground behind him, and each of the five muffled noises was louder and louder than the last, as if a heavenly general was violently attacking the ground with a sledgehammer in his hand.

After the fifth muffled sound, the white-robed old fox stepped down heavily and stood still.

Immediately after, a giant tree ten feet behind exploded from the center, and its abdomen exploded suddenly, turning into sawdust all over the sky, not only that, the whole giant tree withered with vitality, as if it had aged in an instant, leaving half of the stake as a piece of wood. dead wood.

The old fox in the white robe stretched out his hands under his sleeves, firmly resisting the woman's hands pulled out like hooks. The wrists under the physique of King Kong have been pulled with bloodstains. Those slender white jade hands are so vicious. Meaning can make life countercurrent.

The most poisonous thing is a woman's heart.

The next moment, those jade hands suddenly became extremely gentle, stroking them without murderous intent, and the ten fingers inside the white robe contracted, caressing down like a cat licking.

The white-robed old fox was terrified, and the moment he was gently caressed, he lost his mind, and was suddenly pinched by these extremely feminine hands.

The black-robed woman who was tightly searing the blood and vital points of the opponent's hands said coldly: "If you don't let go, I won't let go. Let's see who dies first."

Liu Chanqi was not angry, but said softly: "What a needle hidden in the cotton."

There was a sudden piercing sound.

The woman in black robe raised her head subconsciously, her eyes narrowed slightly in the face hidden in the black robe.

something fell into the world

The mahogany jug that was thrown into the sky by the white-robed old fox at the beginning of the battle suddenly fell!
The mouth of the pot dropped, aiming at the woman in black robe.

In the mouth of the pot, there seems to be something heavier than the texture of peach wood, and it is ready to come out at this moment!
The white-robed old fox shouted in a deep voice, "Come on wine!"

The snow-white mahogany jug exploded suddenly.

The smell of alcohol exploded in mid-air, one after another, at the beginning it was like falling pear blossoms, and after falling three feet, it turned into flowing clouds, and after falling another foot, the flowing clouds turned into meteors.

One foot after another, the momentum is superimposed, showing the edge.

It was only a foot away from the top of the black-robed woman's head, and the smell of alcohol was so strong that she couldn't look directly at it.

The trend is coming!
The black-robed woman raised her head, her complexion already serious.

At the same time, the playful voice of the white-robed old fox exploded in her ears: "Do you want to let go?"

At the very moment, the black-robed woman let out a cold snort, twisted her waist and stomped her feet, once again pressing down with three-point dragon-elephant force with her hands, she firmly pressed the hands in the sleeves of the white-robed old fox.

She still refused to let go, she would rather take this drunken blow than miss the opportunity.

The white-robed old fox narrowed his eyes, raised his right foot and stomped down again.

The ground trembled.

The alcohol that had already landed a foot above the head of the black-robed woman trembled out of thin air, as if being gathered by a big hand, so that the alcohol condensed and tended to melt!
The white-robed old fox said in a deep voice for the second time: "Do you want to let go?"

The sky was covered with dark clouds at some point, and the black-robed woman dared not raise her head at this moment.

Above the head, an air mechanism that has taken advantage of the right time, place and people has locked itself.

It is worthy of being a Buddhist Xeon-level domain.

Just a pot of wine can overwhelm a person.

It's so overwhelming that people can't lift their heads.

She still said in that stubborn tone: "Don't let go."

The white-robed old fox gritted his teeth and said, "You are holding on to my gate of life, but it's hard to get in. Even if you spend an hour here, you can't do anything to me. Why don't you and I let go at the same time, and then go to Zizhu Forest to compete?"

Being overshadowed by the mahogany flagon that the white-robed old fox had premeditated, the black-robed woman's mood is hard to describe at this moment, but she still looks like an iceberg that has not changed for thousands of years, and said coldly: "Let go first."

The old fox in white robe stopped the woman's vicious strangulation with barbs with both hands, and said with a smile, "If I let go first, wouldn't I leave my life to you?"

The woman in black turned a deaf ear.

No matter the general momentum above his head, the meaning will become more and more concentrated.

The black cloud overwhelms the city and wants to destroy it.

"I won't lie to you, let go at the same time." The white-robed old fox said helplessly: "This is already my final bottom line."

Faced with the man's final bargaining, the black-robed woman remained indifferent, her hands tightly choking the pair of life gates in the white robe.

"You win you win."

The white-robed old fox sighed, then shook his head and said, "I'm losing my mind."

The sloppy man raised his head, opened his mouth slightly, and swallowed the alcohol like a whale.

The black-robed woman narrowed her eyes, and felt the terrifying pressure on her head relax.

Then she looked back, and was surprised to find the playful smile on the face of the white-robed man in front of her.

The white-robed old fox's mouth was full of alcohol, but his eyes were clear.

He opened his mouth slowly.

Speak the truth.

This is an extremely complicated syllable, and every inch of this syllable is filled with the smell of alcohol.

Condensed to a point, and then exploded in front of the black-robed woman.

The trend is coming! ! !
The black-robed woman was in a trance for a while, and unconsciously let go of her hands.

In a momentary trance, the white-robed man did not take the opportunity to attack, but still left his hands to the black-robed woman.

When she came back to her senses and grabbed the man's hands again, he was still smiling.

The moment of distraction just now had already decided the outcome.

The white-robed old fox smiled and said, "Now I'll count to one, two, three, and when I count to three, let's let go together."

The black-robed woman was in a trance.

"one."

"two."

"three."

She subconsciously let go of the hands that were holding the man's life.

Then the big white robe burst into bloom like a peacock's screen, and the man's chuckle flashed past her ears in an instant, and then the black robe covering her face was rushed away by the oncoming force from the white robe.

The black veil was lifted lightly.

A very troublesome young face was revealed.

The old fox in the white robe had a complex expression as he watched the black robe being blown away.

A head of red hair was blown up.

The woman looked at herself with some perplexity.

This is a very familiar face.

At least, she is no different from Shen Hongying 16 years ago.

(End of this chapter)