When Hu Jiao opened the stopper of the gourd, Wang Chen smelled the aroma of wine.
What this monster brought out was obviously no ordinary spiritual wine.
Since the other party took the initiative, Wang Chen took the purple gourd without any courtesy.
But instead of drinking from mouth to mouth, he took out two wine glasses from the Sumeru Ring, filled them up respectively, and then returned the gourd to Hu Jiao.
The latter's face turned red again.
Wang Chen looked as if he hadn't seen him, picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp.
His eyes suddenly lit up: "Good wine!"
This wine is amber in color, and the liquid is concentrated into an almost gelatinous state. The moment you enter the mouth, it turns into a line of fire and goes straight into the stomach, making the whole person feel warm and comfortable.
The spiritual power contained in it made Wang Chen feel a little tipsy!
Really good wine!
"This is the thousand-year drunkenness of the spiritual monkey."
Hu Jiao explained: "It is brewed by the monkeys in the mountains collecting fruits. A mortal would be drunk for thousands of years after drinking one cup."
Of course, being drunk for a thousand years is an exaggeration, but it is enough to show how extraordinary this wine is.
Wang Chen nodded and was about to speak when suddenly noisy voices and hurried footsteps came from outside.
He and Hu Jiao looked at each other, their expressions a little more solemn.
After a while, a group of monks broke into the old house.
Seeing Wang Chen and Hu Jiao, they were also stunned. The leading monk looked at them with a scrutinizing gaze, and then said with a smile: "We plan to stay here to rest for one night, the two Taoists don't mind. Bar?"
The words were meant to be inquiring, but the tone contained a non-negotiable flavor.
Hu Jiao lowered his head and ignored it. Wang Chen said calmly: "There is no owner here, you can do what you want."
There were a total of seven people on the other side, all Zifu cultivators, ranging from elementary to advanced levels. Judging from their attire, they included combat cultivators, law cultivators, alchemy cultivators, and talisman cultivators. It was estimated that there were also weapon cultivators and medical cultivators.
A very standard adventure team.
Moreover, in Wang Chen's perception, these monks were all lingering with a strong or weak aura of blood evil! Jian
Quite troublesome.
Wang Chen didn't want to cause trouble, nor did he have any intention to conflict with the other party and others, so he gave Hu Jiao a wink.
Hu Jiao understood the idea - change places.
The deserted village is quite large, and there are more than one dilapidated stone houses that can accommodate you. There is no need to mix with a bunch of monks of unknown origins.
Change the place and everyone will be at ease.
However, what people did not expect was that just as Wang Chen and Hu Jiao stood up to leave, a monk from the other team set his sights on the cup of Spiritual Monkey Millennium Drunk.
This glass of spiritual wine was poured by Wang Chen for Hu Jiao, who has not yet drank it. Note
"What kind of wine is so fragrant?"
The man licked his lips, then stretched out his hand to take it without any scruples, without even asking: "Let me have a taste!"
As a result, he missed the opportunity.
With quick eyes and quick hands, Hu Jiao put the glass of spiritual wine into his storage bag in an instant.
The monk suddenly felt that he had lost his face. He immediately lowered his face and scolded Hu Jiao: "What's wrong with you drinking a glass of wine? Don't be so shameless!"
Monks like them usually live a life of licking blood with their swords, putting their heads in their belts and venturing deep into the mountains. Their tempers are often very violent and greedy.
The most important thing is that they are a team of seven, Wang Chen and Hu Jiao are the only two, and they meet in the wilderness. The most vicious and vicious side of their personalities is immediately revealed. Jian
The most important thing is that Wang Chen and Hu Jiao look like two inexperienced little sheep!
"Lao Wu!"
The monk who was negotiating with Wang Chen stopped him for a moment, then raised his chin and said to Wang Chen: "You two, hand over your storage bags for me to check. I suspect that you are wanted criminals!"
Wang Chen smiled.
This kind of tactic of framing someone to cause trouble is really too clumsy, but the other party still pretends to be serious.
It’s really funny too!
Chi chi chi! Notes
As soon as the monk finished speaking, Hu Jiao suddenly turned around, and his robes flew up and exploded into a dazzling aura.
Thousands of silver hairs as thin as an ox hair shot out towards the opponent and others in an instant.
Cover all seven monks!
Hu Jiao's attack was too fast, without any warning in advance, and the distance between the two parties was very close, so none of the seven monks could escape.
But all of them were equipped or carried protective spiritual weapons and talismans, which were automatically activated the moment they were hit by silver bullets, and they finally escaped the disaster.
"How brave!"
The cultivators who reacted became furious and shouted loudly: "Looking for death!"
In the past, they were the ones who took the initiative to strike first. Unexpectedly, they were attacked first this time, and they were all furious.
The seven monks spread out left and right in a tacit understanding, either making magic spells or taking out spiritual talismans and spiritual weapons.
A battle formation was formed in just one breath!
The more people there are, the more powerful the battle formation will be. Once the power of seven people is combined, they can also compete with Jin Dan Zhenren in one or two moves.
The problem is, how could Wang Chen give them a chance.
Although these monks were all human beings, they were clearly looking for trouble and even wanted to kill people and steal wealth. Wang Chen didn't mind joining forces with a demon clan to fight against them.
His figure flashed, and he shrunk to the ground in front of the monk closest to him.
Slap the other person's chest with a palm.
The monk had just sacrificed a defensive spiritual weapon, and when he saw Wang Chen actually using hand-to-hand combat against him, he couldn't help but smile sarcastically.
No matter how hard Wang Chen's fleshy palm is, can it be as hard as the black gold spiritual shield in his hand?
boom!
Wang Chen slapped the center of the shield with his palm.
The shield-wielding monk felt an overwhelming force coming in, which even the spiritual shield in his hand could not resist, and he flew backwards involuntarily.
Although he was protected by the spiritual weapon, he was not seriously injured, but he was kicked out of his team. Jian
There is a big gap in the battle formation that was just formed!
Wang Chen kept walking and suddenly walked around another monk, clenched his palm into a fist and punched it out.
The monk's reaction was not slow, and he stabbed Wang Chen's fist with a gleaming dagger.
He is a war cultivator himself and has experienced hundreds of battles. Wang Chen obviously chose the wrong target by using him as a breakthrough point.
This is what the monk thought. The problem is that Wang Chen's strength far exceeds his judgment!
Before the dagger could hit his fist, Wang Chen opened his mouth and spat out a sharp sword light.
The distance between the two sides was extremely close, and Wang Chen's subsequent move caught him by surprise. The sword radiance formed by the sword pill he spat out instantly hit the monk's face.
Pierced his protective armor!
"ah!"
The monk let out a shrill scream and staggered back in great embarrassment.
His left eye was dripping with blood and was actually stabbed by a sword pill!
Wang Chen followed him like a maggot attached to his bones and slapped his chest with his palm.
boom!
The violent mana surged out, shattering the monk's protective armor with one palm.