Ten Fiancees Who Retired At The Beginning

In the distance, Bailihuo followed.

When he saw Sharan, he was angry, relying on his grandfather as the great elder, and domineering in the sect.

Don't put him in the eyes of the acting head.

Now, there is finally a chance to try him.

"Sharan, kneel down for me, and grab it!"

Baili said coldly.

In order to prevent Xia Shi from coming back, he is still necessary as a hostage.

"Bai Li Huo, I advise you to see your father, he should be gone."

Xia Lang hugged her arms and smiled contemptuously, "Now, Bai Jianzong, my grandfather has the final say!"

"I'm going to f*ck!"

Bai Lihuo slapped Sharan's face.

The terrifying force made him fly out obliquely.

"You...do you dare to hit me?"

Sharan was battered with blood in his mouth, pointing at Baili's anger.

"What's wrong with you, let your grandpa come!" Bai Lihuo snorted coldly.

At this moment, Bailihua walked from a distance with her trouser pocket in her pocket.

Sharan looked at Bailihua, she had nothing to do, is it possible...

My grandfather failed?

Just as he was thinking, he found that Baili Mie had also appeared.

Looking at his refreshed appearance, Sharan's face was pale.

Now he has guessed what happened.

"Head! The bad thing my grandpa did has nothing to do with me."

Sharan was so frightened that she immediately knelt down and koozed her head.

"late!"

Bailihuo appeared in front of Sharan in the blink of an eye, knocking him unconscious with one blow.

"This person is still useful, I will take him down first."

Bailihuo grabbed Sharan's arm and dragged him away from here.

Bai Limiao looked at all this indifferently.

During his retreat, Bailihuo often complained about him here.

He knew exactly what happened to the sect, but he couldn't use Qi and couldn't help.

He will not have sympathy for Sharan.

"Feng Lin, go for a drink. This is a fine wine I treasure, and most people can't drink it."

Bai Limie walked towards Fenglin, took his shoulders, and walked forward.

On the way, many disciples were very excited when they saw that the head had left.

In the past few years, these disciples have suffered a lot of grievances.

Bai Limie took Feng Lin and came to a stone table.

He waved his hand gently, and a wine jar the size of a basketball appeared.

He took out two more large bowls and poured one for Feng Lin first.

"Taste it."

Baili Mian stretched out his hand with a smile.

Feng Lin picked up the bowl, took a sip, and frowned, "Treasures of heaven and earth?"

"It's worthy of being a genius doctor, who can taste it in one bite."

Baili Mie also poured himself a bowl, "When we were in the glory of the White Sword Sect, there were only two things that we were most proud of, sword and wine."

As he said, he drank all the wine in the bowl, sighing, "Now things are not humans, swordsmanship is abolished, and only this brewing technique is left."

"It's really a good thing, I just took a sip, it's a bit on the top."

Feng Lin raised the big bowl and drank it in one fell swoop.

"Good drink! Come again!"

Baili Mie poured another bowl for Feng Lin, and then, he blinked at Bailihua not far away, "Hua, prepare some dishes for us."

Bailihua looked at her grandfather's eyes, her face flushed suddenly, and she hurriedly left.

Baili Mie has his own careful thoughts, why not Feng Lin?

His alcohol volume is extraordinary, not to mention that he can stimulate acupuncture points to make himself sober.

When Baili Mie gets drunk, and then asks for the hilt, he will definitely give it to himself.

So, the two of them got on the bar with the thought of intoxicating each other.

"drink!"

"Come again!"

...

After a few breaths, a jar of wine was empty.

Bai Limie was surprised, this was no ordinary wine.

However, he is so plentiful of this kind of wine, he doesn't believe in whether it's drunk to seal the forest.

"Come!"

Baili Mie's hand was placed on the ground, and he was holding the wine.There are five or six altars piled up next to it.

With such a large amount, it is enough to fill the stomach, even if the forest is closed, he has to get down.

Feng Lin had the same idea.

You have a bowl for you and I have a bowl, and in the end they all get irritable.

Hold the jars to irrigate respectively.

Feng Lin felt hot from the mouth to the esophagus, all the way to the stomach.

This kind of medicinal wine with the effects of heaven, material and earth treasure, rushed straight to his forehead, making his thinking gradually confused.

This wine is really exciting.

He took out the silver needle and stabbed himself secretly, trying to hangover.

"Fuck!"

Feng Lin suddenly cursed with pain.

Because my head was too dizzy, my hands tremble, and I got stuck in the wrong place.

Looking at Baili Mie on the opposite side, he held up the wine jar in a daze and poured it into his mouth.

Feng Lin slapped his forehead vigorously, feeling that the dizziness became stronger and stronger.

Since he became an ancient warrior, this situation has never happened before.

Feng Lin secretly said that it was not good. According to this state, he couldn't hold on immediately, and hurry up to get a scabbard.

"Master..."

"Feng Lin, you have a lot! Come on..."

Baili Mie couldn't speak clearly.

"Master, let me see the scabbard of the Baidi Holy Sword, I'm very curious."

Feng Lin held his chin, feeling that he couldn't open his eyes.

"What do you think, you married my granddaughter and inherited this White Sword Sect, it's all yours!"

Bailiqian said in a daze.

"But I...I, what am I trying to say?" Feng Lin suddenly scratched his head.

"Drinking, right?" Bai Limie raised the wine jar.

"Yes, drink!" Feng Lin followed and raised the wine jar.

...

Bailihua and Bailihuo were carrying lunch boxes filled with side dishes.

After coming here, I found Feng Lin was already lying on the stone table.

As for Baili Mie, he fell directly underground and fell asleep.

"Good fellow, the two drank three jars of wine."

Bailihuo was shocked, and ordinary people were drunk with a drop of the wine his father brewed.

Generally, the ancient warrior is about one or two.

Usually his dad drinks, at most a bowl.

Today I drank a jar and a half.

Suddenly, Bailihuo touched Bailihua with his shoulder, "This is an opportunity."

"What opportunity? I won't take the risk!"

Bailihua said with a bulging mouth.

"Feng Lin is our distinguished guest. You must always send him to the room." Bai Lihuo said with a smile, "Your grandfather will leave it to me."

After speaking, he put the lunch box on the stone table, carried Bailihuo behind him, and left here.

Bailihua pursed her mouth, and walked over to help Feng Lin up and let him lie on her back.

Feng Lin's chin rested on Bailihua's shoulder.

He squinted his eyes and murmured, "My wife, you are so sweet."

"Who is your wife!"

Bailihua's face was flushed immediately, and she hurriedly hurried to the stone palace where she lived.

When she came to the room, Bailihua placed the closed forest on the stone bed.

She breathed a sigh of relief, and slapped her shoulder with disgust, "It smells like a big drink."

"I want to suck."

Feng Lin suddenly turned around in a daze.

"what?"

Bailihua didn't hear clearly, stretched her face over, "You want to drink yogurt?"

brush!

Feng Lin instinctively pulled Bailihua into his arms.

Bailihua's eyes widened in panic, she grabbed Feng Lin's shoulders and was about to push him out.

But Feng Lin didn't do anything excessive.

Just sticking to her heart, her breathing gradually stabilized.

Bailihua tremblingly stretched out her hand, and finally landed on the back of Feng Lin's head.

She had never felt this way before.

"Wife, why are you turning your back to me."

Feng Lin suddenly pushed Bailihua away.

"Fuck! I can't bear it anymore."

Bailihua yelled angrily.

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