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So, Feng Zhi waited until Alcohol Immortal finished jumping before slowly asking: "Master Alcohol Immortal, are you done venting?"

She was smiling, obviously, if Alcohol Immortal did not finish her words, she could still watch the show for a while.

After being asked by Feng Zhi, how could Alcohol Immortal continue jumping? Thus, she sat back down, "Little girl, I did not notice that in the entire Feng Family, you are probably the one with the greatest appetite."

At the very least, no one who changed their Feng Family would dare to make such a request to him.

Although the guest elder was only in name, it also represented a kind of attitude. If Alcohol Immortal really agreed to be the guest elder for Feng Family, then that would mean that he was announcing to all the practitioners of the entire Profound Martial Continent that the Feng Family was under his wings.

Then, anyone who wanted to use their Feng Family would have to at least think about whether or not they could withstand the wrath of a Martial God.

To a Martial God expert, any martial artist below the Martial God realm was no different from an ant.

Therefore, in the thousands of years that the Alcohol Immortal had been famous, no one had ever dared to make a scene in front of him.

And now, the Alcohol Immortal felt that he had met with such an exception.

Hearing Alcohol Immortal's words, Feng Zhi smiled slightly, "Master Alcohol Immortal, let's continue discussing about the conditions."

Seeing Feng Zhi being so sure, Alcohol Immortal was curious.

"Why don't you tell me first, what kind of chips do you have?" Alcohol Immortal said.

Feng Zhi also did not beat around the bush with him. In front of someone like the Alcohol Immortal, beating around the bush was meaningless. If one wanted to convince him, then it was only natural that they could take out something that would truly pique his interest.

"The entire continent knows that Lord Alcohol Immortal loves wine. Since that's the case, of course I want to use wine to move Lord Alcohol Immortal." Feng Zhi replied.

As a result, the excitement in Alcohol Immortal's eyes dimmed a little. He was even a little disappointed as she fiddled with the three empty wine jars in front of Feng Zhi that had not been kept yet. He slightly narrowed her eyes. Even though your Drunken Immortal Tactic is not something that those wines can compare to, you should also know that no matter how precious this wine is, it can't possibly let me be bound with Feng Family from then on. "

Feng Zhi nodded, she also believed that what the Alcohol Immortal said was true.

However …

Feng Zhi also slightly narrowed her eyes.

At this moment, the pair of old and young looked like two foxes who were scheming against each other. They were both thinking of ways to grab a handful of each other's fur.

"Lord Alcohol Immortal, of course the Drunken Immortal Cult isn't enough to move you, but if I were to tell you that I still have a few recipes that aren't inferior to the Drunken Immortal Tactic in the slightest, and that each of them has their own unique characteristics, could it be that you're not interested as well?"

Feng Zhi did not lie, she had quite a number of wine making prescriptions in her hands, and the Drunken Immortal Drunken Wine was not even one of them.

Hearing Feng Zhi's words, Alcohol Immortal's half-closed eyes widened to the extreme. He jumped up and grabbed Feng Zhi's arm, "Little girl, what did you say? However, the wine has already been brewed. Hurry up and bring some for me to taste! "

Towards the end, Alcohol Immortal's tone became agitated.

Who would have thought that the thing that would make this Martial God expert so excited wasn't some rare treasure, but the wine in Feng Zhi's hands?

Everyone had good intentions. As long as they put in the right effort, as long as they gave him enough chips, how could he not succeed?

Therefore, Feng Zhi couldn't help but laugh happily.

Just as she was about to speak, she heard a shout beside her, "Old man, let go of Feng Zhi!"

Almost at the same time the voice fell, Feng Zhi saw a golden light shooting out of the corner of her eyes like lightning towards the hand that was grabbing Feng Zhi's arm.

Alcohol Immortal let out a soft "eh" sound, "Isn't this the dragon cub from that day?"

Then, the five fingers grabbing onto Feng Zhi's arm loosened slightly, and he swung outwards extremely casually, right at the place where Long Yan's fist swung over hatefully.

Although Jiu Xian doesn't seem to have much strength, the difference between him and Long Yan is really too obvious." Although Jiu Xian doesn't seem to have much strength, the gap between him and Long Yan is really too obvious.

It was fortunate that the wall in Feng Zhi's courtyard had been specially reinforced, otherwise, with just that one attack, the wall would have been immediately destroyed.

Seeing Long Yan fall to the ground, and struggling to stand up while clutching his chest, Feng Zhi's originally smiling eyes suddenly turned cold. She looked at Alcohol Immortal and said, "Lord Alcohol Immortal, I feel that I may want to take back the condition I gave before …"

Alcohol Immortal was shocked when she heard this.

Then, he somewhat vexedly slapped his palm against his forehead.

How could he forget that last time, it was because this little dragon cub was injured in his hands that Feng Zhi took out that sword that she couldn't control and hurt him.

Seemingly with the speed of teleportation, Alcohol Immortal arrived beside Long Yan who had just stood up, and instantly changed his smiling face, laughing till his old face seemed to be about to wrinkle, and using an almost flattering voice to speak to Long Yan: "Yo, so it's actually a dragon boy like you, what's wrong, everything is fine, aiya, when people get old they just take it lightly, I just want to reminisce with the son of an old friend, who would have thought that my strength got a bit too big."

As he spoke, he patted Long Yan's body left and right, as though this would change the fact that Long Yan had knocked him down.

How could Long Yan be willing to say all these to the Alcohol Immortal, he only had Feng Zhi in his eyes.

Thinking back to the scene when he saw Alcohol Immortal grabbing onto Feng Zhi's arm, he didn't know if Feng Zhi was injured or not, and he couldn't care less about his chest, which still hurt a little. He walked to Feng Zhi's side with a face full of anxiety, "Feng Zhi, are you alright?

Thinking about the last time Feng Zhi was injured because of Alcohol Immortal and took a whole half a month of rest after consuming the medicinal pellets, Long Yan almost could not control herself and wanted to go all out against Alcohol Immortal.

Seeing Long Yan like that, the frost in Feng Zhi's eyes also melted.

"Don't worry, I'm fine. What about you, were you injured just now?" As Feng Zhi spoke, she stretched out her hand to grope all over Long Yan's body, afraid that he would be injured again.

Long Yan originally had nothing to do, but after being attacked from all sides by Feng Zhi, his face immediately flushed red.

Seeing him relax, at the same time, Feng Zhi felt an urge to tease Long Yan, hence she paused, "Just now when you shouted at him to let go of me, was there anything else you wanted to say?"

She remembered something on Earth and joked, "For example, let go of Feng Zhi and let me do it?"