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Feng Zhi could not help but pat Feng Ming on the head again, "Just look at me, I have something to eat?"

In fact, it was true.

Feng Zhi immediately asked Li Ma to cook two dishes.

When he heard that there was food to eat, Feng Ming was immediately full of energy. While he was waiting for Mother Li to cook, he rolled his eyes and said: "Feng Zhi, you have already made Martial Saint to the point of spitting blood. With such a great achievement, we should celebrate it properly.

After he finished speaking, he ran out like a wisp of smoke.

Feng Zhi squinted at Feng Ming's back figure. She didn't know what Feng Ming was planning to do.

Feng Lai, on the other hand, smiled and said, "He just wants to seize this opportunity to secretly drink."

So, Feng Ming went to get some wine?

Even though Feng Ming was young, and was only thirteen years old, he had been like a little alcoholic ever since he was eight years old. As long as he had the chance, he would think of all sorts of reasons to drink.

Like this time.

Normally, Feng Zhi would knock on Feng Ming's head to teach him a lesson, but today, Feng Zhi was in a rare mood.

After being in the Profound Martial Continent for more than ten years, Feng Zhi had never tasted wine before.

She remembered that her alcohol tolerance in her previous life wasn't bad. Although she hadn't touched alcohol for many years, her alcohol tolerance shouldn't be too bad … Right?

Not long later, Feng Ming returned with the wine.

When Feng Zhi saw the light green coloured wine in the crystal clear bottle, she couldn't help but raise her eyebrows. "Feng Xiaoming, you're quite bold, this is our father's most treasured, Qingfeng Drunken, you sneakily took out a bottle like that, if Father finds out, then you'd better watch out for your little fart."

Feng Ming's face immediately flushed red.

But even so, he was still somewhat careful when he held the small bottle of wine in his hand.

Qing Feng Zhe was extremely famous in terms of Profound Martial Continent, and was a specialty of a small family that was best at brewing wine. Every year, there would only be a few jars of wine, and every time it was brewed, it would attract the ten great families' competition, because the Family Head s and higher-ups of the ten great families were mostly alcoholics.

The small bottle in Feng Ming's hand was Feng Liancheng's treasure.

As for Feng Liancheng, his father, he would never say anything to her three children. However, once it involved the wine that he treasured so much, it was as Feng Zhi had said, letting him know that Feng Ming had actually stolen his Clear Wind Drunk, she might really capture Feng Ming and beat him up.

Feng Ming glared at Feng Zhi, and then said very proudly, "I have already thought of a plan. If father found out, I would say that you told me to go get it. You are now a popular person in our family; not to mention getting drunk on such a small bottle of cool breeze, even if grandfather and elders were drunk on the cool breeze in their hands, no one would be willing to say a single word about you.

Feng Ming's tone of voice carried both pride and smugness.

Of course it was because he was proud of having such an elder sister as Feng Zhi.

Feng Zhi's expression softened, and just like that, he let Feng Ming go and did not pursue the matter of him using him as a shield.

At this time, Mother Li had already placed the dishes on the table. The four of them sat around the table, and Feng Zhi took out four more glazed beakers from the space. The light green wine with a hint of fragrance was stored inside the transparent glazed beaker, and even if one did not drink it, it would still be beautiful.

Only after carefully admiring it for a while did Feng Ming finally focus his attention on the cool breeze in the wine.

He had been drinking quite a few times in the past few years, but most of them were shallow. Moreover, he had never tasted this kind of wine before.

"Good wine!" Putting down the glass bottle, Feng Ming said in an open and straightforward manner.

As a result, Feng Zhi couldn't help but reach out and carelessly rub his head, and only let Feng Ming go when she was about to fall out with him. Then, she picked up the glass bottle in front of him and lightly took a sip.

Although Feng Zhi had not tasted wine for many years, this did not hinder her ability to taste it.

Qing Feng did not taste much alcohol when he first drank. It was crisp and sweet, but the moment it entered his throat, the spiciness unique to wine burned his heart like a fire. When the spiciness gradually subsided, it gave off a different fragrance.

It was indeed a good wine!

Feng Zhi could not help but take another sip, but in her heart she was thinking, that there was still some recipe for the wine that her sect passed down in her space. If there was a day when she was free, she could try to brew it again, and at that time, Feng Tianqiong and Feng Liancheng might not drink anymore from another person's brewing.

Thinking of this, Feng Zhi began to "hehe" laugh.

Hearing her laugh, Long Yan tilted his head and looked at her with a strange look of concern. "Feng Zhi, are you alright?

At this time, Feng Zhi was a little drunk, but after hearing Long Yan speak like this, she somewhat unhappily finished all the remaining wine in the glass in one breath. Then, he looked at Long Yan and said proudly, "Let me tell you, my alcohol capacity is so good.

After she finished speaking, Feng Zhi was somewhat suspicious in her heart.

Why, when did Long Yan learn the body splitting technique, from one to two?

As for Long Yan, he looked at Feng Zhi whose expression was slowly changing, and suddenly looked at Feng Ming.

"Feng Ming." Long Yan said in a serious tone.

Feng Ming was slightly taken aback.

Long Yan had always been extremely polite to Feng Lai and Feng Ming since he wanted to find a way to please Feng Zhi. It was his first time calling Feng Ming's name in such a solemn manner.

Then, he heard Long Yan say: "I feel that you will regret letting Feng Zhi drink wine, and from today onwards, you will never let her touch the alcohol again."

Feng Ming...

Hearing this, Feng Lai immediately turned his head to look at Feng Zhi carefully.

On the surface, Feng Zhi did not look abnormal at all, and even her expression was the same as usual. However, if someone close to her were to carefully observe, they would be able to see the difference.

The usual Feng Zhi was a little inattentive, but when she looked at this moment, her phoenix eyes looked especially spirited. However, there were some insanity in the depths of her eyes that had never been there before.

From the looks of it, Feng Lai also felt that something that they did not want to see would happen later on.

However, Feng Ming did not find anything amiss. After hearing Long Yan's words, he even intentionally leaned towards Feng Zhi, wanting to see if anything was amiss.

However, very quickly, Feng Ming regretted it.

The seemingly normal Feng Zhi made her move as fast as lightning, grabbed Feng Ming's neck and pulled him in front of her once more as she angrily berated: "Tai, where did this little demon come from!"