Fast time travel: clear dream presses the galaxy

Xinghe has lived for so many years, the only thing he is interested in is wine, and he does have an inexplicable attachment to wine.

And she doesn't like the wine from the previous plane very much, it's too bland.

But the people in the last plane are quite cute, especially the one who takes care of himself every time he gets drunk.

At this point she had already had three glasses of wine.

As an apprentice, how could Wen Yunchuan empty the master's wine glass?
So one cup, one cup, one cup after another.

At some point, they were surrounded by a lot of spectators. The 50-year-old daughter Hong, the grown-up man would faint immediately after drinking a pot, and this is all thirty pots. How can this girl still be so energetic?

Because the bodies of those cultivating immortals are different from ordinary people, they can use their spiritual power to force the wine out while drinking.

So Wen Yunchuan didn't think much about it, since the master wanted to drink it, then drink it.

I just drank like this until the restaurant closed, and the crowd watching the excitement couldn't stand it any longer, and left yawning one after another.

After waiting for more than half an hour, the shopkeeper couldn't stand it anymore, so he came over to urge people.

Only then did Wen Yunchuan stop pouring wine. He also drank a lot of wine, but he was only slightly tipsy.

Xinghe took out a large pile of high-grade spar from the storage bag and put them on the table, shining brightly.

The shopkeeper was taken aback and looked at her with doubts on his face.

Xinghe took out a large pile of high-grade crystals from the storage bag and placed them on the table.

Only then did Wen Yunchuan realize that the master is drunk!

Seeing her naive look, she chuckled lightly.

Holding her little hand that was about to take out the spar from the storage bag.

The cold little hand fell silent under his big palm.

Wen Yunchuan took out a certain amount of silver from the storage bag, and then put a large pile of high-grade crystals into his storage bag, and couldn't help sighing that being the suzerain is really rich.

It would be great when he can take on the mission of such an awesome identity, he is a bit tired of taking the mission of the villain Xiaobai!
It's not that he's greedy for money, but because storage bags are restricted, and a storage bag of her level might burn his hands directly!

The previously noisy streets were also empty, and the evening wind in the early morning was a bit cool.

Only then did he realize that her hand was still in his own.

Why are her hands so small and so cold.

Ask tentatively; "Master?".

Xinghe's cold eyes were still bright and bright at this time, but he clearly felt that he had lost focus.

The venerable in the tribulation period can actually get drunk?
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Wen Yunchuan felt that she must be Pengci.

But it was already like this at this time, what else could I do, I could only take her back.

Yujian is not allowed to fly above the mortal city. Although the world of cultivating immortals is respected by strength, the world of cultivating immortals will also protect fragile mortals!
Big hands holding small hands, strolling on the bluestone slabs full of flowers, swaying red lanterns, and the fragrance of flowers in the air.

Sobering up late at night, Wen Yunchuan couldn't help feeling that the atmosphere was just right.

He looked down at the master who was already walking unsteadily.

Talking to himself, he said affectionately, "Why are you so stupid, you can drink as much as you want?".

Xinghe was completely drunk at this time, and Zaizai in his arms also secretly drank a little wine, and fell asleep at this time.

The fifteenth moon is very round and bright, hanging in the sky, illuminating their way forward.

After leaving Mortal City, Wen Yunchuan flew with his sword.

But he was only in the foundation building stage, so he had no way to take the two of them with him, so he could only force the princess to hug her.

Xinghe was super cooperative, rubbed against his arms, found a comfortable position, and fell asleep sweetly.

Wen Yunchuan almost fell off the flying sword, looking at the lovely sleeping face in his arms.

There was a little more doting in the eyes, and he said; "You are a bit like the little girl I met in the last plane, silly, you can get drunk with a glass of beer, and you are very good every time you get drunk."

After speaking, he couldn't help sighing, and flew towards the Zongmen.

He is really experienced in taking care of drunks, and this plane is too simple, no need to remove makeup, no need to take a bath, just throw the quilt on the bed and cover it.

When he was about to walk out the door, he folded back and poured a cup of tea and put it on the side of the bed, then closed the door and left.

Wen Yunchuan thought she would be able to wake up the next day, after all, the Venerable in the Transcendence Tribulation Stage was one step away from ascending to the ascension, but she fell asleep like this for five whole days.

Woke up like a normal person, vomited uncomfortably, then drank water and continued to sleep.

After another two days like this, Wen Yunchuan vaguely reminded that he could use spiritual energy to force the wine away from his body.

Xinghe was finally freed.

She found that no matter what plane it was, drinking too much was still the same.

The recruitment ceremony for outer disciples was finally over. There were 170 students in total, and no more than 20 could enter the inner court.

However, their current class is also the luckiest class of disciples, because the suzerain personally brought them back to the sect.

Many outer sect disciples only glanced at the suzerain from a distance during the sect ceremony.

This is the number one expert in the Sea of ​​Clouds Continent!

The Ganges River was picturesque when we came, but it was not so smooth when we went back.

What should come always comes out.

Far away, Xinghe felt the magic energy.

At this time, Wen Yunchuan, who was chatting with his juniors and younger sisters, suddenly felt chilly behind him.

With a wave of Xinghe's hand, the flying magic weapon that was originally a flat boat instantly turned into a boat, surrounded by crystal clear green bamboos, exuding a strong aura.

Wen Yunchuan sat down cross-legged and taught them the most basic meditation practice.

Although he didn't know what happened, he could vaguely guess that something big was about to happen.

Otherwise, the master who has always been idle would not be able to have such a big battle.

But for a moment, the sky was filled with a black mist.

Xinghe can finally see the rumored female devil, Jianmanman.

Above the black cloud, a young woman with only a layer of black gauze covering her important parts!

One word to describe.

Mei!
The charming chuckle resounded up and down the Ganges River.

"I have heard the name of Qianliuli, the suzerain of the Qianjue Sect, for a long time, but seeing it today, it really lives up to its reputation."

If we put aside the mission, Xinghe still likes this female devil very much, but now she can only stand on the opposite side of her, which is a bit pity!

The cold voice spread across the sky.

"Why do you need to hear it for a long time, the deity has been waiting for a long time."

Century Shura Field.

Immortal Venerable vs. Demon Lord.

Both of them seem to be looking forward to this battle.

They met in mid-air tacitly and arranged a barrier.

After all, the battle during the Tribulation Period, if not done well, it will destroy the world!

But they seem to be just learning from each other, testing one or two.

But half an hour later, the Demon Cult withdrew and Xinghe returned.

After returning, Xinghe immediately looked for Wen Yunchuan, and found that his expression was the same, and asked a few more words to make sure that nothing happened just now, so he was relieved!