Is the black-eyed mysterious poetry so scary?

Suddenly, Wen Du had such a doubt in his heart.

"Brother, Shiyu, you stay here first, don't let anyone get close to Xiaomi, Brother Yi Hang and I want to chat alone."

After finishing speaking, Wen Du dragged Yi Hang to a place where no one was around.

"What do you want to do?" Yi Hang asked with a wary face.

"I want to ask you something." Wen Du found a big rock and sat down. A flash of inspiration flashed in his hand, and an antique jar suddenly appeared. Afterwards, a scent of flowers wafted out.

Seeing Wendu's relaxed attitude, Yi Hang also relaxed. He found a big rock opposite Wendu and sat down.

After patting Kaifeng Ni, Wen Du took a few mouthfuls vigorously, and then flew towards Yi Hang with a flick of the wine jar.

Yi Hang, who caught the wine jar, looked at Wendu with some doubts. He didn't know what it meant.

Wen Du grinned: "This is the wine from my hometown, and there is not much left. You can taste it if you drink it."

Yi Hang hesitated habitually, then took a few sips while holding the jar.

I was not used to the taste at the beginning, but after a few sips, I felt a burst of aroma.

"What kind of wine is this? Why does it smell like flowers?"

Saying that, Yi Hang threw the wine jar towards Wendu again.

Wen Du, who took the wine jar, smiled, raised his head and drank a few mouthfuls before saying with a blurred look in his eyes: "This is Baihua wine, which is brewed by my grandfather with hundreds of kinds of mortal flowers."

After finishing speaking, he took two more gulps and threw the wine jar towards Yi Hang.

"Fanpinhua!" Yi Hang who caught the wine jar was a little surprised, and then nodded after thinking about it: "Although the wine does not contain spiritual power, it is better than most wines, by the way, you are not a problem Do you want to ask? For the sake of your jar of wine, I can tell you what I can say."

After finishing speaking, he raised his head and took a few sips, then threw the wine jar over again.

Wen Du smiled evilly: "Just now I saw that you and those juniors were very afraid of Shiyu. Does he make you so afraid in this state?"

After taking two sips, he also threw the wine jar over.

Yi Hang, who caught the wine jar, was a little embarrassed. He quickly raised his head and poured wine to cover up his embarrassment. After hiccupping, he said slowly: "Brother, you may not know the horror of Junior Sister's state."

As if thinking of some painful things before, he raised his head and took several sips of wine, and continued: "Ten years ago when I was in the Nascent Soul Stage, Junior Sister was 12 years old. At that time, she was already in the Middle Bigu Stage. Recognized as a young genius,
But at that time, another soul in her body suddenly rose up, which is the current state.

Normally, she is very docile and is liked by all the disciples, but if it is her with black eyes, everyone has to avoid her, because her temper is too violent,
I remember that when she was in the late stage of Bigu, a disciple at the early Golden Core stage provoked her. That time, she chased that disciple for three days and three nights in our entire sect. Tired and fainting her junior sister all the time, she got a chance to breathe.

But I didn't expect that when the junior sister turned into black eyes again next time, she would think of this matter again.

Later, the junior sister also broke through the golden core stage, and almost beat the disciple to death with a whip. Fortunately, the suzerain stood up in time to stop her.

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