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Qingyin took the jug and subconsciously wanted to smell it.

She was also very curious, is the young master's wine really as magical as he said?

Qingyin started pouring wine from Shi Xiqian, the holy maiden of Shu Mountain.

The wine is slightly yellow in color with splashes of hops.

It doesn't look much different from the usual wine color.

But when Qingyin's wine was poured down, the smell of the wine began to evaporate.

The strong aroma of wine dispersed, suppressing the body fragrance of the saintesses.

Shi Qianqian picked up the wine glass, lightly lifted the veil, and drank the whole glass.

The same goes for the other saintesses, and they all finished in one gulp.

Zhang Youwei is the most cautious one, out of the life principle of leaving half of what she does, she sips sips.

After drinking the holy wine, the aroma of the wine is mellow and articulate.

The taste is really good, but not as strong as expected.

The saintesses recalled it.

Meng Fan took the jug from Qingyin's hand, it was already empty... This girl is not at all conscious.

Lin Yi, the saint of Tianxuan, sneered, and was about to mock Meng Fan, "You don't even have this wine..."

"what!"

Hong Ni suddenly let out a delicate and waxy cry, with a hint of a fox's timbre mixed in her voice.

Her cheeks were flushed, her body was hot, and even her breathing was already panting out thick mist.

The strength of Dengtianjiu finally rose, and Hong Ni couldn't suppress it with his superficial cultivation, so he began to suppress it with the ability of the demon fox, so his voice sounded like a fox.

Seeing this scene, the other saintesses were shocked, and Zhang Youwei quickly stopped drinking half of the wine.

"This wine...Little Martial Uncle, what kind of wine is this?" Hong Ni blushed, dizzy, and her eyes were blurred. She felt that she was about to lose control, her body was about to explode, a scorching and powerful wave The power is running around in the body.

Hong Ni felt that she was about to burn, and couldn't help but want to transform into the body of the nine-tailed demon fox.

Just now Hong Ni took Meng Fan's jug and took a big gulp. She drank more than other saintesses, so the alcohol was stronger.

"I've said it all, this is strong alcohol, you can't hold it back." Meng Fan was helpless.

What is ascending to heaven wine? Drinking one step ascends to heaven, which makes people feel as if they are in the air.

This wine is very strong, and its tonic effect is not weaker than the powerful medicine in the house.

In particular, it used the blood essence of the five great male beasts, among which the yang energy was as much as volcanic magma.

Women's physique is yin, and drinking this ascension to heaven wine is like sticking a torch into a pyre.

In an instant, the body will be put to the test.

"Master, let me borrow your room." Hong Ni hurriedly got up, her body was already hot and red, she couldn't bear it anymore, and she was about to reveal her real body, she didn't want these people to see that she was a fairy.

"Go, slowly refine this alcohol, it will be good for you."

Meng Fan had expected it a long time ago, and reminded him out of kindness.

"Qingyin, arrange a room for them, they will use it later."

The faces of the other six girls blushed, and they immediately became vigilant. Daluo Saintess Fanxue couldn't help but said, "Little uncle, what are you doing?"

At this time, they already believed in the strength of the wine, and they might be like Hong Ni just now, the little uncle arranged them all in the room...

What does he want to do?

This is obviously not an ordinary wine, more like... medicine!

Uncle Kunlun drugged these saintesses, what good can a man drug a woman?

Although you are handsome, you can't do this kind of thing.

"Youwei, let's get out of here!" Shi Qianqian got up quickly, preparing to leave with Yujian.

However, just when she was about to arouse her spiritual power, the alcohol broke out, her body became hot, and the powerful energy was about to burst out in her body. She had to use her spiritual power to suppress her body, and her body became soft, and her consciousness was gone. Began to be confused, unable to fly with the sword.

Several other saintesses also reacted in the same way.

Their pupils began to overlap, like a drunken woman in the bar of Meng Fan's previous life.

"You guys, I told you it's not suitable for you to drink!" Meng Fan shook his head and blamed.

"This is my most precious wine. Since you have drunk it, don't waste it. Don't suppress it. Just like refining elixir, refining the strength of wine."

"Let's refine it here, and don't enter the room, lest I can't explain clearly, Qingyin removed the wine table." Meng Fan looked back at Qingyin, and found that she was also blushing.

"Yes, son!" Qingyin replied in a daze, just now she just sniffed the wine twice when she poured it, and she was actually drunk.

"Han Li, the five of you can go down, as long as Qingyin and the others are here." Meng Fan continued to order.

After all, the posture of the saints after drinking is really not too elegant, and it cannot make people feel profane.

"Yes, son!" Han Li nodded and pulled the other four, and then their resentful swords flew down the castle in the sky.

After flying out, Lin Ziyuan couldn't help asking, "Where's your master, why doesn't he come down?"

"My son's happiness, you can't imagine, let's go, don't worry about it!"

The reason why Meng Fan stayed was because he was worried that they would have an accident. After all, he drank his wine.

Ascension to Heaven wine is comparable to holy medicine, and it is more sexual. If these saintesses can't refine it, they may be damaged by the power of the medicine because of the excessive use of the medicine. Meng Fan has to watch, if anyone can't refine it, he can help them.

These few are the delicate daughters of the heavens, and if an accident happened here, they can't be provoked.

"Disciple Ye Yuan, come to visit Master Uncle."

At this time, a voice came from outside Xuanyu Peak.

"Who is Ye Yuan?" Meng Fan asked.

"Young master, the holy son is called Ye Yuan."

Why is he here at this time... Meng Fan frowned, "Go and tell him, I won't see you today."

After a while, Qingyin didn't come back, and six young men flew over with flying swords in their clothes, each of them had extraordinary temperament and heroic spirit.

"Little Martial Uncle, since you have entertained the saintesses, why did you turn us away?" Before Ye Yuanren arrived, the voice came over first, the words were domineering, without any respect.

Ye Yuan was jealous of him, a little uncle with little qualifications, and had deep prejudices. A new disciple was actually accepted as a personal disciple by Xuanji Sword Master, and he was a generation ahead of him in no sense.

Ye Yuan had wanted to meet this uncle for a long time, what was so extraordinary about him.

I was rejected eight times before, and my heart was already full of fire.

However, in Ye Yuan's heart, he thought that the little uncle was afraid to see him.

Ye Yuan didn't know that Meng Fan had left the customs, but he had been sending people to pay attention to the saintesses, and when he learned that the saintesses had come to Xuanyu Peak, he discussed with the other saints, and they were all very fond of this little uncle. Curious, so I came together.

Originally, they wanted to show courtesy first and then soldiers, but this little uncle actually sent a maid over to dismiss them.

In front of other holy sons, Ye Yuan could no longer lose face.

Therefore, he shook the maid away with a burst of sword energy, and forced his way in.

At this time, Qingyin Yujian flew back, her breathing was disordered, and there was still blood on the corner of her mouth that hadn't been wiped clean.

"Young master, I..."

Meng Fan frowned, and popped out a elixir to Qingyin, "I see, sit down."

Ye Yuan and the other five saints approached the castle in the air, and saw the saintesses meditating, their cheeks were flushed.

The eyes of the Holy Sons turned cold instantly, as if they saw their girlfriends getting drunk with other men.

It was as if a basin of cold water poured from the top of their heads to the soles of their feet.

They looked at Meng Fan angrily.

The saintesses were half-drunk and half-awake, but they had no way to distract their attention, and all their energy was used to refine the alcohol.

Meng Fan frowned coldly, and said in a sharp tone,

"I can entertain whoever I want. You, a junior, have to teach me how to do things."

Meng Fan didn't like this forced visit very much, and even injured his maid.

This saint is very ignorant.