Martial God of Myriad Realms

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Chapter 436 Qian Kun Cloth Bag

The little white bird came together, his nose sniffed next to the jar, his eyes flashed.

"You're a little young, wouldn't you also like to taste the wine?"

Seeing this, Cheng Feng could not help but smile.

喳喳 ～～ 喳喳 ～～

Obviously, the little white bird wanted to taste what the wine tasted, which actually made Cheng Feng so intoxicated.

However, Cheng Feng shook his head and smiled: "Although wine is a good thing, you are only so big. You ca n’t drink it. You will talk about it when you grow up."

Hearing Cheng Feng's remarks, the little white bird was disappointed, and even screamed.

Seems to be arguing with himself, intent on persuading Cheng Feng.

But unfortunately, no matter how small the white bird was, Cheng Feng ignored it.

Under this situation, the little white bird is no different.

With its small arms and calves, although its blood is strong, it is impossible to grab the wine from Cheng Feng.

However, instead of giving up, Little White Bird is more interested in 'wine'.

then……

The little white bird stared at Cheng Feng's wine jar for a moment, his eyes narrowed.

Immediately, he saw the little white bird poking away at the small cloth bag around his neck and sticking his head in for a while.

By the time his head came out, there were already more than a dozen fifth-grade thunderstones in his mouth.

喳喳 ～～ 喳喳 ～～

The little white bird threw these Yun Shen Stones in front of Cheng Feng, pointed to the wine jar in the hands of Cheng Feng with small wings, and then pointed to Yun Stones.

The meaning is quite obvious.

That's what I want to use these fifth-class thunderstones to change the altar wine in Cheng Feng's hand.

"You're such a small ..."

Seeing this scene, Cheng Feng could not help but be confused.

He didn't expect that the little white bird was so talkative that he would exchange Yunnui Stone for him to drink and drink.

"喳喳 ~~ 喳喳 ~~" The little white bird saw Cheng Feng not responding for a long time and hurried aside.

"Okay, you little miser, I'll get you some wine to taste."

Cheng Feng shook his head and smiled when he saw the appearance of the small white bird's beak.

Immediately, Cheng Feng recessed his hand, poured a few drops of wine into the palm of his hand, and delivered it to the little white bird.

But the little white bird was disgusted, pushing Cheng Feng's hand with his small wings, and then pointed at the wine jar in Cheng Feng's hand.

Obviously, there are too few little white birds, it wants that whole jar of wine.

"You're so small ... Do you think the wine is so delicious?"

Cheng Feng shook his head and smiled, "Don't be greedy, try the taste first, maybe after you taste it, you won't have much love for wine."

After being so persuaded by Cheng Feng, the little white bird barely accepted.

It stretched out its small mouth and sucked the drops of wine on Cheng Feng's palm into the mouth.

Suddenly, his eyes glared, and the few drops of wine he had just inhaled were spit out by it.

"Hahaha, what did I say?" Seeing this, Cheng Feng laughed.

However, after the little white bird spit out the wine, he smashed his mouth and seemed to taste a little.

After waiting for a while, they approached Cheng Feng and pointed at the altar in Cheng Feng's hand with small wings, and wanted to try again.

"Well, do you still want to drink?"

Cheng Feng was speechless for a while, but could not beat the little white bird's puppet.

So Cheng Feng put a few drops of wine in his palm and sent it to the little white bird's beak.

This time, the little white bird did not spit it out after drinking it, but the whole little face was wrinkled together, apparently enduring the spicyness of the wine.

Waiting for a few drops of wine, a heat wave rose, making the little white bird's whole feathers stand up, but his eyes flickered sharply.

"Fuck, is he still a little drunk?" Cheng Feng was a little surprised.

He didn't expect that even a bird could drink, and he still enjoyed it!

喳喳 ～～ 喳喳 ～～

After a few moments, when the few drops of wine had turned into strength, the little white bird actually pointed at the altar, and signaled Cheng Feng to continue pouring wine.

"Are you here?" Cheng Feng was speechless.

The little white bird was too lazy to answer, but pointed at the altar with small wings, the meaning was very obvious.

"Yes, I'll give you a few more drops." Cheng Feng shook his head and dropped a few drops of wine on his palm again.

At this time, the little white bird had adapted to the spicyness of the wine, drank a few drops of wine in Cheng Feng's hands, and his face showed a rather human expression, very intoxicated.

"This little guy is almost perfect, much smarter than little."

Looking at the little white bird, Cheng Feng was very sighed.

In fact, this is normal. The blood of the little white bird is very powerful. If it is based on the life level, it is even higher than ordinary humans.

So it wasn't long before it was born, but it is smarter than the average three or four year old child.

While Cheng Feng was feeling, the little white bird was already screaming, reminding Cheng Feng to continue pouring wine.

"Little one, you've been drinking a dozen drops of wine, and that's all for today."

However, Cheng Feng did not plan to give Xiaobaibird wine again.

What if you turn the little white bird into a little drunkard, then wait until the ancient venomous bird Yao comes to your door, and you won't pick up Cheng Feng's skin?

喳喳 ～～ 喳喳 ～～

However, the little white bird has just tasted the taste of the wine, and his interest is growing. He urged Cheng Feng to continue.

Even in the end, the dozen or so fifth-level minestones that were thrown in front of Cheng Feng were picked back and threatened Cheng Feng. If they did not continue to drink and drink them, they would not be given.

"Drink? It threatens me!"

Cheng Feng shook his head and smiled, and the light flashed in his eyes, and said, "Of course, if you want to continue drinking, it is not impossible ..."

Upon hearing this, the little white bird's eyes lit up.

"Well, let me see your little bag first."

Cheng Feng's purpose is very clear, that is, a small cloth bag around the neck of the little white bird.

This small cloth bag was introduced by Nalan Changsheng, and Cheng Feng already knows it. It seems that it is a well-known treasure in ancient times. The name is Qiankun cloth bag.

Work for the sky, Kun for the ground.

This small cloth bag, named ‘Qian Kun’, represents a huge space for the cloth bag, which can fit the entire world!

The Qiankun cloth bag is exactly as it is called.

In ancient times, there were once super masters who packed a continent in Qiankun cloth bags.

But recently, the ancient fierce bird Yao Yao used the power of Qiankun's cloth bag to search for the third wave of treasures sprayed from the tomb of the Heavenly Burial Emperor.

The reason Cheng Feng wanted to take a look at the Qiankun cloth bag was to see if he could find the remaining parts of the armor of war armor from the Qiankun cloth bag.

However, the little white bird immediately became alert when Cheng Feng mentioned Qian Qian's bag.

A small cloth bag was guarded, staring at Cheng Feng full of vigilance, an anti-thief posture.

"Just a little, I'm not the idea of ​​hitting your little bag."

Seeing this scene, the corner of Cheng Feng's mouth twitched, and then he lost his expression: "The reason why I want to see your little bag is just to find something. Since you don't trust me so much, that's OK Just when I didn't say. "

"Unfortunately, I was so worried about you just now and made you a friend ..."

Hearing this, especially seeing the lost expression on Cheng Feng's face, the little white bird was a little embarrassed.

Immediately, the little white bird's vigilant expression was reduced a lot, and he called out to Cheng Fengji.

Seems to be asking, what are you saying true? ,