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170. The Weird Bad Old Man (4)

Xuanyuan Xuan's heart was determined, and he lifted the wine jar on the table with his hand, fighting to the end.

"You won't return until you're drunk." Huang Punuoxi's powerful voice was like that of a majestic lion, but it had a soft tone.

"Okay, I won't go home until I'm drunk." Xuanyuan Xuan and Huang Punuoxi looked at each other, and then they both started to grab the big wine jar and start drinking heavily.

Just when Huang Punuoxi and the others were about to drink, in this quiet and elegant inn, they burst out with a blood-curdling laughter, "Hehe, haha, hehe, haha."

Huang Punuoxi raised her dark eyes with some caution, her eyes were filled with floating dust as deep as the sea.[

Xuanyuan Xuan also had a cold look in his eyes.

I saw that creepy voice getting closer and closer. If I listened carefully, it seemed to be the voice of an old man, "You have a drink, be good."

I saw that he was wearing coarse linen clothes, with a wine bottle hanging on his waist, his face was a little old, a little furrowed, his white beard was like a piece of white silk, he was as tall as Emperor Punuoxi, his back was slightly bowed, and his pair of

The vicissitudes of their eyes lit up when they looked at the wine on Huang Punuoxi's table.

The small body flew by like the wind, and was as agile as a monkey. In one leap, he picked up a jar of wine on Huang Punuoxi's table and ran away. Then he flew to the beam of the inn while looking at the wine with a smile.

on, not forgetting to say in his unique child-like voice, "Hey hey, haha, hey hey, haha."

Then he raised his head slightly, grabbed the jar of wine, and began to drink heavily.

Huang Punuoxi flashed past with a sharp light, and said fiercely, "That bad old man from there actually dares to steal my young master's wine."

The old man with a white beard had weird movements and was even shorter in stature. He didn't pay attention to Huang Punuoxi's ferocious beast-like voice. He said leisurely while drinking, "I just like him, old man."

Huang Punuoxi glanced over, widened her black eyes, and said sternly, "You bad old man, do you know what will happen if you steal my young master's wine?"

The old man with the white beard seemed to have some reaction. Only the vicissitudes of his eyes moved slightly, and he said with disdain, "Old man, I don't care what happens to me, I just drink." The old man with the white beard looked at him blankly.

The wine jar in his hand looked very loving, with a smile on his lips.

Xuanyuan Xuan's eyes immediately glanced over the old man with a white beard sitting leisurely on the beam. He took a look at his face and the extremely eye-catching wine gourd around his waist. His eyes became a little serious. It seemed that this old man was stupid.

Yes, I feel that I love wine as much as I love life.

In fact, there was a strength in him that he could not estimate, and Xuanyuan Xuan's eyes couldn't help but darken.

This old man is by no means a simple character.

Must be a formidable opponent.

Huang Punuoxi looked at this bad old man and actually didn't take her seriously. Just when she was about to open her lips and spit out the silver needle, she was held back by Xuanyuan Xuan's extremely cautious words, "Brother Luo Yu, don't you feel this?"

The old man is not an ordinary drunkard, he seems to exude powerful force."

Huang Punuoxi withdrew her angry gaze from the old man, and her eyes, which were as dark as moonlight and glowing with white light, darkened. Xuanyuan Xuan didn't remind her, but she seemed to be confused by the unreasonable behavior of this bad old man.
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