Primitive Tribe Adventure

"Yun, why did you stop suddenly?"

While the storm retreated, he complained loudly. He almost hit Fengyun's back just now.

He was very close to Feng Yun, and he didn't expect that he would stop abruptly without warning. If he hadn't been a metamorphic warrior with extremely fast reaction speed, he would really hit Feng Yun's body.

"Uncle Bao, do you think it is a wise move to let everyone know about the existence of golden wine?"

Compared with the storm, the wind and clouds seem much calmer.

"This...I think it's better not to let them know for now."

The storm carefully considered it and gave a negative answer.

"I think so too."

Feng Yun seemed to anticipate what kind of answer the storm would give, so he turned around neatly and walked to a house not far away. It was the house where Feng Yun had just taken out the golden wine, right next to Fengyun's house.

The storm immediately followed Fengyun, but when he turned around, he glanced at the area where Ugly Fruit Forest was, with a faint trace of worry in his eyes.

He was worried that someone had seen the golden wine that Feng Yun held in his hands, but he quickly relaxed again.

Everyone was busy picking ugly fruits, and there was no time for him to take care of him. In addition, there were many trees planted in the place where Fengyun lived. When Fengyun turned around, it was difficult to find him if he was not out of the range of the trees.

Feng Yun quickly re-entered the room, placed the crystal wine jar beside another equally transparent wine jar, and walked quickly to the outside of the room.

"What are we going to do now?"

The storm followed Fengyun out of the room, feeling a little at a loss for a while, not knowing what to do.

"Of course it is to get the ugly fruit."

As a result, in less than ten minutes, several large baskets were placed in front of Fengyun's house, each of which was filled with ugly fruit, piled high.

"Yun, I ate it."

As soon as the soldiers who helped transport the Chou Guo were gone, the storm grabbed a basket of Chou Guo in one step, grabbed one and stuffed it back in his mouth, and the juice splashed everywhere.

Feng Yun didn't laugh at the storm. In fact, he himself was almost the same virtue as him. He shot almost at the same time as the storm, and picked up an ugly fruit from the basket closest to him.

The only thing he performed better than the storm was that he didn't get the juice everywhere when he was eating ugly fruit.

In the ensuing time, wind and storms ate all the ugly fruits in several large baskets at an unimaginable speed.

Don't look at Fengyun eating more gracefully, but eating a lot of ugly fruit, even more than the storm about half a basket.

"Comfortable, so comfortable."

The storm didn't even wipe the juice from his hand, he touched the bulging belly, his face was intoxicated and contented.

The situation of Fengyun is similar to that of the storm, and his belly is also bulging.

"Shall we go drinking golden wine now?"

The storm didn't forget what was going on, and quickly freed himself from the pleasure of eating ugly fruit.

"No, wait a minute."

Feng Yun seemed very calm, as if he was not in a hurry, but compared to him, the storm seemed a little uncomfortable: "When will you wait?"

The last time he ate Ugly Fruit, his intestines were blocked and his stomach was almost swollen. Fortunately, he was relieved with Fengyun's help, but he still left a deep impression on him.

He didn't want this kind of thing to happen to him again, it was too shameful.

"Half an hour."

Feng Yun gave a time without even thinking about it.

Fengyun didn't give this time blindly, but inferred from his personal experience.

Half an hour later, if there were no accidents, except for the part that was difficult to digest, the rest of the ugly fruit should have been digested and absorbed. It was time to drink golden wine at this time.

Half an hour is not long, but it gives the storm a torment like years, but no matter how hard it is, there is always time to pass.

When Fengyun opened the lid of the crystal wine jar and poured the golden wine into a wooden bowl, he almost grabbed the wine bowl by grabbing it, raised his neck, grunted, and drank it all.

Feng Yun did not behave as eagerly as the storm. Even if he poured the golden wine into a wooden bowl, he didn't rush to drink it. Instead, he sealed the wine jar and put it back in place before he picked it up slowly. Wooden bowl.

He didn't drink it directly, but asked the storm: "Look at Uncle Bao, how is the effect?" There was a hint of uncertainty in his tone.

Although according to Fengyun's reasoning, gold wine should have a similar effect to gold liquid, his heart is still a little unreliable until it is confirmed.

In addition, he is worried about the efficacy of gold liquor for another very important reason, that is, in his opinion, the effective ingredients incorporated into the liquor should not be as much as the gold liquor.

The gold liquid has become viscous, but the gold wine is not. Although he has soaked several batches of ugly fruit peels in it, he still cannot be as thick as the gold liquid.

"The effect is very good, even better than gold liquid."

The storm answered Fengyun's question, and when he answered his question, his face was full of surprise, and he didn't seem to expect the effect of golden wine to be so strong.

In fact, the storm just doesn't answer his questions, and Fengyun will know how effective the golden wine is.

It was when the storm answered his question, Feng Yun suddenly discovered that his belly had a tendency to deflate. Although the speed was not very fast, it was undoubtedly telling him that the golden wine had water effect, and the effect was super good.

Encouraged by the storm, Feng Yun did not hesitate anymore, picked up the wooden bowl and drank it, but unlike the storm’s booze, drinking a bowl of wine all at once, the storm seemed very restrained, just sipping. Drink only a little bit each time.

Even so, Fengyun saw the powerful effects of golden wine in a short time.

After it was drunk by Feng Yun, Feng Yun felt like a big fire ignited in his stomach, and it burned more and more. For a while, Feng Yun had an illusion that his stomach no longer existed and was burned.

Of course, the stomach was not burned, and under the stimulation of alcohol, the operating efficiency seemed to be better than before.

However, the most affected part of the golden wine is the hard-to-digest part of the ugly fruit stored in Fengyun's body.

When they face the golden wine, it is like sand sculpture encounters water, wax encounters high heat, and melts in a short period of time. After they melt into liquid, they mix with gastric juice, which is very easy. It is absorbed by the body, even faster than Fengyun can absorb other parts of the ugly fruit.

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