After the leader of the Shenhuang clan swallowed the hangover pill thrown by Qingge, his drunkenness slowly dissipated.
The peculiar smell of the Broken Beast Incense continued to spread, because it was a pleasant fragrance, and at this moment it was in the garden, permeating the air with the fragrance of flowers, and the guests at the feast did not notice anything strange.
Wuyou, who was supporting the leader of the Shenhuang Clan, frowned, feeling a little uncomfortable, and pursed his lips tightly.
It’s the fragrance of broken beast——
Wuyou also discovered the existence of Duan Beast Xiang.
If he showed his true form, the guests would be surprised.
The most vicious thing is that besides the strange fragrance of the beast, there is also a trace of other smells mixed in.
Inch blood grass!
Inch Blood Grass is also used to deal with orcs, especially when combined with Broken Beast Incense, orcs can easily become violent and even have nightmare-like illusions.
Qingge, who was sitting at the table, knew the plan of Madam Shenhuang after she noticed the presence of Broken Beast Incense and Inch Blood Grass.
The dose of Inch Blood Grass is enough to cause a high-level orc to explode and die. Before death, he will fall into a state of madness that cannot be lifted until the moment of death.
From the moment Blood Grass takes effect, the orcs will fall into an illusion, unable to find the real picture and be deceived by it.
Qing Ge looked coldly at Mrs. Shenhuang. This lady probably guessed that the patriarch would get drunk if he was happy today. In this case, no one would be able to protect Wuyou.
If Wuyou goes crazy and hurts innocent people, as the wife of the Shenhuang tribe, she has reason to execute a scourge.
What a poisonous thought!
It turns out that Wuyou lived a life of dire straits in the Shenhuang tribe, weeping and bleeding every step of the way, walking in a difficult way, surrounded by relatives who plotted against him.
Wuyou is still as sincere and brave as before, but he is different. He lacks the arrogance of the beast, but has a little more calmness and calmness.
Ji Yue held Qingge's hand and said, "Don't worry, I will handle this matter."
Qing Ge blinked twice, wondering if Xiao Yueyue was going to devour the soul again...
Qingge tilted her head and leaned on Ji Yue's shoulder, narrowed her eyes and smiled, "You can't kill a chicken with a bull's knife. It's a trivial matter, but it won't dirty your hands."
Ji Yue pinched her cheek and said, "Naughty, I'm afraid you'll tire yourself out."
"With Aye here, I'm not tired." Qing Ge grinned.
Ji Yue kissed her gently between her eyebrows and said, "How can a girl be so cute, so that Xiaosheng likes her so much?"
"It's so docile and so disgusting." Qingge curled her lips and looked at Ji Yue with disgust.
Wuyou, who was trying to figure out how to deal with Duan Beast Xiang, was dumbfounded when he saw the two flirting Qingge. These two people were really unbridled in love.
Senior Gu Long and the old monster in the spiritual world both want to hang themselves. They have had enough of this kind of life. Are they tired of it?
"If you don't like it, my husband will change it." Ji Yue said softly.
Qingge frowned, with a straight face, slightly fierce: "Who said I don't like it anymore? I like it very much, and I'm not allowed to change it."
Gu Long: "..." Vomiting... I want to vomit...
On the other side, Mrs. Shenhuang and Zhang Lan looked at each other, and both of them looked at Qingge warily.
The leader of the Shenhuang clan was already drunk, and the fifth elder was the only one left who could protect Wuyou. Seeing that the fifth elder was still talking about love, the two ladies secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Waiting for the moment when Duan Beast Xiang and Inch Blood Grass merge together, Wuyou will undoubtedly die. As soon as Wuyou dies, the people arranged by Mrs. Shenhuang in advance will kneel in front of Aventurine Cod and beg for the eldest son to take over Shenhuang.
Hou's position.
Madam Shenhuang was having beautiful dreams at the moment. The dawn of victory was coming, and the 80% chance of winning made Madam Shenhuang relax her vigilance a little.
Qingge hooked the wine bottle with her long fingers and played with it for a while. Then she turned the wine bottle in a circle, raised her hand, pointed the spout towards her bright red lips, and drank the wine in one gulp.
He sang heartily and drank happily. He put the bottomed wine bottle on the table, and his red blood eyes were already a bit confused and confused. There is a detailed introduction to the Broken Beast Incense in the Sacred Ancestor Book of the Divine Medicine Sect. and Inch Blood Grass, these two medicinal materials are aimed at orcs, but only the alchemist knows that at the earliest, they were aimed at humans. It was only later that the orcs did many evil things and improved them.
It became a weapon against orcs.
Qingge was slightly tipsy, stood up unsteadily, and walked to the eldest son. "This must be the eldest son of the Shenhuang tribe. It is just like the rumors. If I had met the eldest son earlier, I would definitely meet him." We became friends." Qing Ge casually picked up the wine bottle on the table, poured two glasses of wine, and handed one glass to the eldest son, "Young Master
, here’s a toast to you, we will be friends in the future.”
The eldest son had never seen such a beauty before. He was unable to resist for a moment, his mind was a little dizzy, and he was looking at Qingge at a loss.
"Don't drink? Master, you won't give me this face anymore?" Qingge raised her eyebrows.
The eldest son quickly looked at Mrs. Shenhuang. The lady stared at the glass of wine carefully, then looked at Qingge's slightly drunken state, and nodded towards the eldest son.
After receiving his mother's answer, the eldest son took the glass of wine from the soft singer. After clinking the glasses, they both drank in one gulp.
"As expected, all the Shenhuang tribe are true heroes." Qingge let out a few laughs and put down the wine glass with a bang. Her steps were a little unsteady. When she was about to fall, Ji Yue held her up.
Qingge fell into the man's arms, looked up, grinned and showed her white teeth, jumped up, used both hands and feet, and wrapped around Ji Yue like an octopus.
"Aye, let me ask you, who is the most beautiful woman in the world?" Qingge opened her ruby-like eyes and looked deeply at Ji Yue.
Ji Yue helplessly hugged Qingge's legs that were wrapped around his body when she jumped up, and said warmly: "It should be you."
"Why should? Rather than affirmatively?" Qingge became even more unhappy, pouting her little mouth so much that it could hang a wine bottle.
"I only have eyes for you. I don't know whether other women are beautiful or not. I have only seen you." Ji Yue said casually.
All the guests: "..." Should these two people be more careful in public places? If this continues, they will go to Qinglian to complain.
Aventurine looked sideways at the two loving people, with a smile on his lips.
In fact, what I want to see more than getting her is the smile on her lips.
Aventurine admitted that he was really jealous, so jealous that he wanted to replace her, and he also hoped that the cute smile on the woman's face was smiling for him.
But he knew that he could never replace Qingdi, just like no woman could replace Miss Ye in his heart.
"Is there something on your mind, Your Majesty?" Sui Linggui asked.
"I remembered someone."
"Night girl?"
"Um."
He often dreamed that on that sea area, on that ship, there was a very young girl in her prime and full of spirit.
In his dream, there was a very high mountain. It snowed all year round. The heavy snow buried someone's body. The girl screamed miserably.
It's obviously just a dream, but it's so real.
Every time I close my eyes, I seem to smell a smell, which seems to be moldy pear blossom cake.
Aventurine has never figured out why it is moldy...
"Chief Sui, please have a drink with me." Aventurine said.
"Your Majesty is not in a good mood? Did you think of something?" Sui Linggui filled the bottle with wine.
"I am extremely jealous, so jealous that I get angry." Aventurine drank the wine in one gulp and looked straight at Sui Linggui.
Sui Linggui: "..." Will the king, who has always been as gentle as water, actually get angry?
"Your Majesty is outside, please be careful of your manners and don't get angry." Sui Linggui said patiently.
"But I just want to get angry!" Aventurine looked at Sui Linggui with red eyes: "Even if the patriarch stops me, I will still get angry."
Sui Linggui: "..." Why doesn't her king grow up?
She even suspected that she was talking to a child.
However, facing Aventurine's stubborn eyes, Sui Linggui softened his heart and said: "The king is the most powerful person. He can do whatever he wants, even if he gets angry, I will protect the king. Please, please Feel free to get angry."
Aventurine drank gracefully and snorted slightly, but he didn't get angry anymore.
Sui Linggui wiped the sweat from her forehead and felt helpless. Being with you these days is like being with a tiger. It's so difficult for her...
The incense of broken beasts and blood grass blend together one by one, becoming one, flowing slowly in the sky.
Mrs. Shenhuang and Zhang Lan had great appetites and sat at the table and ate with gusto.
Wuyou helped the Shenhuang clan leader sit at the table. The clan leader had sobered up and felt a little headache, so he rubbed his temples.
Qingge looked at the Shenhuang Garden where various exotic flowers were planted. Her eyes fell on a kind of flower, and the corners of her lips couldn't help but curl into a strange smile.
"The Shenhuang Clan actually has Jieyou Nettle. This flower is rare and can only grow in extremely cold places. It is said that it can only be found in Nightmare North. I wonder where the clan leader got it from?" Qingge asked.
The leader of the Shenhuang clan pinched his brows, opened his eyes and looked at Qingge, and followed the woman's gaze to look at Jieyouxun. "This Jieyouxun was brought by a friend who went to Yubei for training. In order to feed him, I placed it under Jieyouxun." Even though the Xuanbing has been there for ten thousand years, only a few Jieyou Nettles survive, which is really a pity." From this, it can be seen that the leader of the Shenhuang Clan is serious.
He is a flower lover.
The smile on Qingge's lips was growing, "Just now, while the clan leader was slightly tipsy, I secretly folded the petals of the nectarine into the wine. It tasted strange and was indeed several times better than ordinary wine. The clan leader wouldn't be angry with me, right? "
The leader of the Shenhuang Clan was stunned, almost crying. He sent someone to guard Jieyou Xie every day, but he couldn't bear to touch it. This guy actually used it to mix wine?
The leader of the Shenhuang clan is a lover of wine. He has long known that Jieyou Nettle tastes great when mixed with wine, but he is reluctant to part with it. Now someone has picked it first!
So angry!
But there is no way, people have recommended his son to Qinglian to become the god of wilderness, he can't be embarrassed just because of a flower petal?
The leader of the Shenhuang Clan smiled uglier than crying: "The fifth elder is Wuyou's friend, how could I be angry with you? If the fifth elder likes it, I will give one to the elder."
"In that case, I would like to thank the Shenhuang Clan Chief. The Clan Chief is really generous." Qingge accepted it with a smile.
Shenhuang Clan Chief: "..." He just meant it, why did he accept it without any politeness?
Is it too late for him to take it back now?
Tears rolled in the eyes of the leader of the Shenhuang clan, but they refused to fall.
"Wuyou, go get a Jieyou Nettle and seal it with black ice to give to the elder." Every time the leader of the Shenhuang Clan said a word, his heart was bleeding.
If it wasn't because his son was so happy that he was granted the title of Marquis, why would he specifically order someone to take out Jieyouxun and put it in the garden for fun?
If I had known there was someone who wanted to snatch the flowers, even if I beat him to death, he would not have taken out Jieyouxun.
After Wuyou heard this, he walked towards the place where the exotic flowers were planted, took out the root of Jieyou Nettle and sealed it in black ice.
Wuyou hugged Jieyou Xun and came to Qing Ge. Just as he was about to hand Jie You Xun to Qing Ge, Qing Ge said, "You hold her first, and I will take her away after the celebration banquet."
Wuyou nodded and obediently hugged Jieyou Xun, which was sealed with black ice.
Zhang Lan sneered. She thought Wuyou had a good relationship with the fifth elder of the Blood Demon, but it turned out to be nothing more than that.
That Ten Thousand Years Xuan Bing is not ordinary cold. As a friend, the Fifth Elder let Wuyou hug him all the time. How is this different from abusing someone?
The eyes of the Shenhuang tribe darkened slightly, and they frowned slightly, looking at Qingge with some doubts.
Wuyou was his favorite son, and he couldn't bear to bear the slightest grievance. What was the Blood Demon doing...
Regarding Qing Ge's words, Wuyou not only did not complain, but carefully held Jieyou Xun like a treasure.
The eldest son sneered and looked sideways at Wuyou. The fifth elder did not regard him as a friend, but clearly regarded him as a fool who was easy to bully. Wuyou's palms were cold, and frost had even appeared on the surface of his body. It was so cold.
His arms trembled slightly, but he did not take away the Wannian Xuan Bing and Xie You Xun.