Knowing that he didn't have to keep the key methods on the Lao Shizi secret, Lin Luo was also full of energy and was in a mess in the room with Yu Yunxin.

Lin Luo was really relieved and even felt a little grateful to Ye Xiaoqing. If it weren't for her three-color love, he would have been foolishly holding a beautiful woman in his arms and waiting for the great success of his magical skills. Then wouldn't he have to wait for more than five, six, seven or eight years?

As for where Ye Xiaoqing heard that he could not leak Yang Yuan and the fact that he designed to break his Tong Yang body, he would solve the problem of the three-year appointment with Yaoyue!

Gifts from the guests who came to congratulate them have also been sorted out.

The moment Lin Luo saw the list, he suddenly regretted it. Lingshan Sect sent ten jars of fairy wine, and other VIPs from the heads and nobles also brought many fine wines, and even a jar of Western Regions grape wine. Lin Luo said at the time that he was giving Zhao Su half of the fine wine, but now he felt that his heart was bleeding...

"Master, you shouldn't keep your word?" Old man Zhao stared at Lin Luo, and always saw such unreliable things in Lin Luo's eyes. He was shocked when he counted it at that time and felt very happy. It can be said that he had been able to drink for the past two years.

But maybe because of too many, the head of the sect will choose not to give him these rewards.

With a nervous mood, he handed the gift list to Lin Luo. Sure enough, this kid's eyes changed!

Lin Luo pretended to cough to cover up the embarrassment, and said righteously: "Hehe, are you the kind of person who I am? I just didn't expect that Lingshan Sect would have such a big deal to send ten altars of immortal wine at one time."

There are so many fine wines, including the Huadiao of Zhao, the strong wine of Qin, and even the extraterritorial wines of the Western Regions. He only values ​​the fairy wine of Lingshan Sect. With Zhao Su's eyes, he naturally knows that this fairy wine is important in Lin Luo's eyes. But if it is a fine wine, how could he have never heard of it? But he has never heard of this fairy wine of Lingshan Sect.

"The leader, the old man has tasted all the fine wines in the world. I have never heard of this Lingshan Sect Immortal Brewery. Why do I admire it so much? It seems to be quite precious." Zhao Su asked.

Lin Luo smiled. When he first tasted the fairy wine, he made a joke and had to let the old housekeeper taste it today.

"Just saying it doesn't work. Now you send someone to get a jar. Tell them, whoever breaks a jar will never pay monthly money in this life!" Lin Luo said in a slight sense, but it is also worth it. Ten jars of wine will have at least a hundred years of internal strength, right? Even if you drink too much and have resistance, and give them to several disciples, they can make their internal strength grow greatly.

Part of the reason why Lingshan Sect is powerful is that there is Lingshan Immortal Brew every year, which can lay a solid foundation for the disciples and create masters!

Zhao Su was not slow either. He ran harder than anyone else in the good things like wine. He ordered quickly, for fear that these monkeys would fall and touch them accidentally, so Zhao Su personally took back a jar of wine along the way.

"Master, can you tell me the beauty of this wine now?" Zhao Su asked. Lin Luo had already opened the sealing of the jar at this time, scooped out a leaf from the jar with bamboo leaves, and divided it into four small cups. Then he closed the mouth of the jar again and placed it aside.

"Don't blame me for not reminding you. The first time I took a sip, the wine tasted bad at the beginning." Lin Luo said, but he picked up a glass and dries it in one sip. He didn't have so many taboos, he had a deep internal strength, and he was already prepared for the strong after soft and fragrant smell.

Zhao Su snorted, after all, he had been a king for decades, and had never tasted any kind of liquor, and he was only allowed to dry it in one sip. When I came to my old man, I had to take a sip. I thought it was so beautiful!

Zhao Su picked up the wine glass and poured it into his throat with a mouthful.

A stream of fragrant wine that is as refreshing as wind and as soft as silk enters the nose and throat, and enters the stomach from the esophagus between the throat.

"It's really good wine!" From the mouth to the throat and then to the stomach, a mellow fruity aroma was left in all parts, which made people feel endless aftertaste. However, if it was just like this, if you couldn't be the leader, Zhao Suquan was not aware of wine, and would not distinguish the difference between fine wine and top-notch ones.

When Zhao Su was savoring, Lin Luo stared at Zhao Su with a weird smile. The next smell definitely made him look ugly and still remember it fresh.

The aftertaste of the fruity fragrance slowly dissipated, gradually making the esophagus and throat feel a warmth, the heat became higher and higher, and finally it seemed to be burned. The process took only two breaths, giving people a feeling of sudden explosion and intense explosion. Butler Zhao caught him off guard, his face turned red, his neck was burning red, and he was breathing heavily.

Lin Luo smiled and asked, "I told you to take a sip. Is it enough now?"

Zhao Su was so hard that he couldn't speak at all because of the burning sensation in his throat, but the swinging gesture was obviously nothing. Although it was so powerful, if he thought the taste of this wine was the only way to go, he would definitely suffer a loss.

After a few breaths, the burning sensation gradually subsided, and there seemed to be tens of millions of needles in the throat and stomach, which was hot and red. The feeling gradually changed from burning to spicy. After a few breaths, the spicy taste gradually faded away, and the sour and bitter taste came.

Zhao Su was already confused by the sudden smells, and closed his eyes and was constantly enduring it. Who knows what it smells next moment?

It’s okay to say that it’s sour, but when it’s the turn of bitterness, Zhao Su’s appearance obviously wants to complain.

Finally, the bitter taste gradually was covered with sweet taste, and by the way, it wrapped and warmed up all the places that had been burned and bitter before, making people feel comfortable and want to lie on the ground immediately.

All kinds of flavors eventually disappeared, and the smell of wine completely penetrated into the stomach.

Butler Zhao sighed, and before he could say anything, he gave a thumbs up: "This wine is really top-notch! It has a mixed taste, and it is really endless aftertaste."

"If you have practiced internal skills, you will be even more amazed at its magical use. Because this wine can increase your skills, do you think it is strange?"

"Increase your skills?" Although Zhao Su had never practiced martial arts, seeing these disciples of the sect persisted every day, it was just ordinary now, and it was definitely extremely difficult to increase your skills. And this wine actually had the miraculous effect of increasing your skills, that would be great. If you give a few kids a little bit every day, wouldn't it mean that you are increasing your skills and improving your strength every day?

But soon, Zhao Su understood the meaning. Although such a fine wine is beautiful, its effect is even more terrifying. Giving himself a person who knows how to do martial arts can only taste and enjoy the changes, but it has no effect at all.

"Then I agreed half of the other wine, I won't want this wine!" Zhao Su looked at the fine wine on the table, and still felt a lot of reluctance in his heart. Such a wonderful taste is suitable for tasting it from time to time so that he can live up to his name of being addicted to alcohol.

Lin Luo didn't care much and said, "Although this wine is precious, it is not that precious. It depends on your favor for the sake of the sect, and the others will be left as a reward for the progress of the disciples."

There is no way out when the mountains are heavy, and there is another village when the willows are dark and the flowers are bright.

Zhao Su didn't expect Lin Luo to be so generous, so he gave him a jar in the end and immediately said goodbye.

The two of them did not say much about the day before yesterday. Zhao Suren stayed here, which was a problem. Too much gratitude or words were no longer worthy of explanation.
Chapter completed!