Strongest Abandoned Son

Ye Mo took out a top grade Xian Jing and handed it over, took a look at Yu Jian. He soon understood why this jade was only a fairy crystal, and there was only one oil poem on it. It was exactly what he saw at the door. "A pot of Du Niang wine can go to the mouth of the river; two pots of Du Niang wine, into the river. Don't worry; three pots of Du Niang, Youjiang will let you go."

"Du Niang, I want a bottle of green wine." A white-haired big man came in and drank directly at the woman who sold the wine. While speaking, I have already lost a ring.

The woman who had just sold a piece of jade to Ye Mo took the ring and swept it, and then she threw a cyan bottle. This cyan bottle is much smaller than the cyan jug.

"Friends, what is the use of this liquor?" Ye Mo saw that the white-haired man got the cyan jade bottle and immediately asked him with a fist.

This white-haired man looked at Ye Mo up and down, and said: "You have no use in the mid-term of the immortal king, waiting for you to refine your body to the late stage of the fairy body, or to repair it to the immortal."

After saying it, he no longer ignored Ye Mo, and took a seat next to the wooden pier without a table at the door, and then opened the bottle and took a sip. After drinking the wine, the big man immediately sat and stopped moving. Ye Mo knew that the people in the store were sitting still, and they all seemed to be aware of and comprehend the killing in this wine.

Ye Mo’s knowledge swept past the bottle of wine in the hands of the white-haired man, and a fierce and violent killing invaded his mind.

Even with the wine of killing? Ye Merton was shocked. In the fairy world, it is possible that anything can exist, and even this kind of wine with killing can be brewed. How much better?

Ye Mo did not drink this wine. I also guess that after drinking this wine, you can turn the killing in the wine into your own killing. Then fight against the murderousness of this subtle meditation.

"Du Niang. Give me a pot of green wine..." After Ye Mo understood what this green wine meant, he immediately said to the woman behind the counter.

The small shop that was originally very quiet, after Ye Mo said this sentence, there was a bit of weirdness in the silence. For a while, the three people at the table were fascinated, and they laughed. "A fairy king in the district also dares to have a pot of green wine, haha..."

After a man and a woman at the first table heard Ye Mo’s words, they looked at Ye Mo at random, and the two shook their heads. I will not close my eyes again.

It was the old man who stood up in the body suddenly stood up and slowly walked over to the counter.

"Do you know that Du Niang's wine is expensive?" The old man slowly walked over to Ye Mo and said something.

Ye Mo nodded. "I don't think this wine will be cheap."

This green wine has a killing intention. If it is cheap, it is a strange thing. Ye Mo has long thought of it.

"Since you know that this wine is expensive, do you dare to say that you want to buy wine?" The old man squinted and swept over Ye Mo to sweep it several times.

Ye Mo still did not answer, and there were two more people at the door. These two were an old man and a girl with a long beggar. The girl looked like a teenager, but it was already the beginning of the immortal king. It seems that there is a way to stay in the face, and the old man is a mid-century. The old man’s cultivation was also concealed in the middle of Xianzun. But in Ye Mo's eyes, I immediately saw it clearly. It can be seen that this old man’s hidden practice is not as good as the old man.

There are two emperors in this small shop, and the repair of this old man is still invisible.

"Although I am not too rich, a few pots of wine can still be afforded." Ye Mo smiled, then looked at the female fairy in the treasurer and said: "The wine is given to me."

"You are so rich, can you please drink a pot of white wine?" The old man pointed at the white bottle on the counter and wiped the mouth of his mouth.

Ye Mo said indifferently: "I am sorry, although I am not poor, but the fairy crystal on my body is also earned by doing a small business, but I can't just ask someone."

Although this wine Ye Mo does not know the price, but also knows that it will not be cheap, let him invite a guy who knows to drink this expensive wine, he is not so generous.

"I drink alcohol here first." The shopkeeper named Du Niang said coldly, and did not act. Obviously, Ye Mo could not afford the price.

Ye Mo is not angry, once again asked, "How is a pot of green wine sold?"

"If you have a blue killing stone, then one hundred can be exchanged for a pot of green wine. If you have a white stone, then ten can be exchanged for a pot of green wine. Of course, if you can take out the black Kill the stone, you give me one, I can give you ten pots of green wine." Du Niang said not slowly.

Ye Mo immediately understood the contrast. A black stone is equivalent to a hundred white stone, and a white stone is equivalent to ten blue stone.

At the beginning, the name of the singer Ye Mo’s priest, once again, laughed. “Du Niang, he’s afraid that he won’t even know what to kill.”

Ye Mofu said: "Du Niang, I really don't know what is killing stone, I am here for the first time."

"Giggle, I thought my courage is the biggest. Master, do you see that this is not bigger than my courage? When he first came here, he dared to buy green wine." Road.

After she smiled, she pointed to Ye Mo and said: "Stupid, the stone that was killed by the Qing Dynasty is the stone that was brewed by the Qing Dynasty. I have been looking for a hundred or two pieces of cyan and white for a long time. Killing the stone is to find it in the Qing Dynasty. You just came, you dare to buy green wine, it is a strange thing not to laugh at you. But you can also buy a bottle, a bottle of wine is only one pot. One, the price is also much cheaper."

Ye Mo finally understood what was going on. It seems that the white hair big man wants a bottle of retail. He didn't feel surprised about this. Instead, he said again, "Du Niang, the first time I came here, I really didn't kill the stone, but I really want to drink the taste of this green wine. Do you not accept it here? Xianjing?"

"Xian Jing? Why don't you accept it, I just didn't accept you a fairy crystal?" Du Niang said slowly, "But my wine does not accept Xianjing, and I look at your sincerity. I will It’s good to receive you a great fairy. As long as you come up with a great fairy, I will give you a pot of green wine."

The sarcasm on Du Niang’s face. Let Ye Mo feel good about this little shop, he immediately turned and left. Almost everyone thought that Ye Mo would leave here. This time, even laughing at Ye Mo, no one laughed.

Of course, Ye Mo is not going to leave here. The best fairy mai is indeed precious, but Ye Mo wants to know what the liquor is all about.

He stood at the door of the store and raised his hand and fell. A terrible bang sounded outside the door, and a white shadow fell. The smothering gas outside this small shop was splashed by Ye Mo’s white shadow, and it was split. With the strong to the extreme, the fairy spirits flocked to this small shop. Only in an instant, all the people understand what Ye Mo has come up with, and it is really a great fairy.

"You..." The girl with a long sly look at Ye Mo in amazement. "Do you really come up with a great fairy?"

"A fairy king in your district, there is a great fairy spirit?" Du Niang has always been a calm face, and finally revealed a trace of surprise.

Originally, this fairy spirit, Ye Mo can of course be used to give Du Niang with the ring, but Du Niang's sarcasm makes Ye Moxin feel a bit uncomfortable, directly dropped a rare fairy in the door of the store.

"Who stipulates that the king of Xian can not have the best sacred pulse? Xianling pulse is for you, bring the wine." Ye Mo reached out.

Du Niang did not hesitate this time. Directly lost a cyan jug to Ye Mo, but did not go out to collect Ye Mo's fairy vein. However, Ye Mo’s fairy vein did not last long in the original place. Just sinking directly into the ground, disappeared without a trace.

Ye Mo took the jug and ate a big sip, but he saw the handsome man at the first table suddenly said to Ye Mo: "This green wine is brewed with cyan stone, and your cultivation is a big mouth. Drinking is hard to bear."

Ye Mo understands that the other party should be watching him to be too low, so he took the initiative to remind him. Ye Mo’s knowledge was swept over, but he found that no one around him reminded him that Du Niang was just looking at him with cold eyes. It seems that as soon as he falls, they can immediately go forward and divide his property.

"It's a pity, if you are dead, maybe I can find a perfect fairy in your ring." The girl with a sigh sighed and said.

"Thank you for this friend." Ye Mo thanked the man who reminded him of his fist. At the same time, he has no good feelings for this girl who is shackled. It looks very simple, but his mind is so bad.

Although thanks to one sentence, Ye Mo is still holding a hip flask. The people around me suddenly stopped, is this fairy king looking for death or arrogance? Even if Xian Zun is drinking this wine, he is taking a sip of it. Is he a big mouth?

Ye Mo is certainly not looking for death. His knowledge of the gods has already felt the killing of this liquor. After this drink went down, the killing intention in the wine was immediately and he was clearly perceived. This killing is going straight to his knowledge of the sea, and even to break his meridians, but under the slight suppression of Ye Moxian and the gods, it immediately becomes a sentimental sense of killing.

That kind of killing sentiment is like a clear shadow ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ let him understand the meaning of killing magical power is even more profound. His knowledge of God swept out at this moment, and the influence of the smothering gas on him was reduced a lot. Ye Mo stunned, it is no wonder that ‘a pot of Du Niang wine can go to the mouth of the mouth of the river. It is estimated that this pot still refers to a green pot. I don’t know what the pot of white pot is.

"Are you okay?" The girl with the scorpion saw Ye Mo a big sip of wine, and there was nothing at all. She looked around and even sat down and refining.

Don't say her, that is, the rest of the people are also staring at Ye Mo. There is no simple person who can refine here, or who cultivates magical powers. Ye Mo’s big mouthful of green wine went down, and there was nothing at all. All the people understood it, and Ye Mo was probably not simple.

What makes the rest of the people even more shocked is that Ye Mo has once again raised the jug, but this time he is not drinking it, but he is like a cold drink, pouring all the pot of green wine into his mouth. .

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... (to be continued..)