Chapter 1760

Arbor naturally doesn't know you batian and a person of unknown origin, who is calculating her behind her.

Even if I know, I guess I will scoff.

Do you really think that three times more spiritual medicine is so easy to take?

I'm happy to take it for a while, but will I die later?

The human body itself has a tolerance for psychic power. Otherwise, why can't we be greedy to advance?

Once it exceeds this degree, the human body can't bear it, and it is easy to cause explosion and death.

Arbor didn't know that the owner of you family was being instigated to deal with her. Now she led Zhu xiaogongzi and Qi Xuanxuan to walk on the bustling streets of ongka city.

In today's wengka city street, there is a pot of chrysanthemum on both sides of the road, but few people really put out chrysanthemum wine for people to taste.

But it's also a luxury these days.

This year's Chrysanthemum birthday is a pure appreciation of flowers.

"No wine!" Mata is disappointed. He also wants to taste the chrysanthemum wine of ongka city. How is it different from what he has eaten before!

The tree gave him a funny look. "Want to drink?"

"Joe Joe has wine?"

"There are superior bamboo leaf brewed wine and home-made winter fruit wine. What kind do you want to drink?"

"Winter wine!" There was a chorus of voices.

"Then go!" Arbor refers to a flower shelf built with chrysanthemum plants in front.

There are several tables and chairs for the tourists to rest.

A group of people walked to see that there were many people sitting beside the tables and chairs in front of the flower shelf.

Some people shake their heads and comment on chrysanthemum wine, chanting poems.

There are still people around a table, holding a piece of bamboo and racking their brains.

"What is this about?" Marta curiously drilled into the past to have a look, and soon squeezed out the crowd. He smiled at the arbors and said, "here is a small amount of chrysanthemum wine, but at least guess three puzzles on the bamboo card."

"Do you want to guess?" Qi Xuanxuan looked at him curiously.

Marta quickly shook his head. "Don't we have winter wine? Why rob people of that chrysanthemum wine? "

Qi Xuanxuan sneered, "in fact, you just don't have enough IQ to guess!"

Speaking, duanmuqing came out of the crowd, holding a small wine jar in his hand.

The people looked at him and his eyes lit up.

"Duanmu, how many puzzles do you guess?"

"Upper limit."

Everyone:

"What's the upper limit?"

"Twelve questions."

"All right?" Qi Xuanxuan asked with a curious wink.

"Well." They sat down at a table of eight immortals, gathered themselves into a table, and took a stool from the side to sit down.

Each of them took a small cup from the inner boundary, took a glass of wine from Duanmu Qing, and tasted a smack of tongue.

"It's too light."

"It's like mixing water for someone!"

Marta put down the cup with a disappointed face. All the people had tasted it and then put it down and stopped tasting it.

The wine that has been mixed with water, what's good to drink!

The tree felt a jade wine gourd from the inner boundary, "taste my winter fruit wine."

They all made an action to pour out the wine in the cup and pick up the winter fruit wine of arbor.

Who knows, an old man in rags came out, took a bowl of sea with a missing corner, and smiled at them with salivation, "don't, don't, don't waste it! Dear friends, you don't drink it to me! "