Doomsday Sanctuary

When Di Ping heard the words, his body became stiff, and his eyes were dull, and he looked at Nun Nun, but Nun Nun had regained a lively personality. He touched his nose awkwardly, and said:

"Nun, do you remember your Aunt Feiya?"

There was a trace of hostility in her eyes and she looked at De Feiya, but she suddenly smiled and said:

"Sister Feiya, long time no see!"

"Sister Feiya!"

Di Ping's eyes suddenly burst, and everyone in the hall looked even more weird, but many people had already pressed their lips to suppress their smiles.

Yu Shujie suddenly said with a deep face:

"Nanny, how are you polite?"

The daughter immediately smiled at her mother:

"Mom, Sister Feiya is so young and beautiful, she is too old to call Auntie, isn't it! Sister Feiya?"

When De Feiya heard this, an inexplicable meaning flashed in her eyes, and she smiled slightly:

"You can call it anything! The nanny likes it. Our little girl back then is getting more and more beautiful!"

When she heard the words, she smiled generously and decently:

"Still not as pretty as Sister Feiya!"

Di Ping wanted to scratch his head. He actually felt a hint of light and sword shadow. This little girl's performance today surprised him. This is too big of a kid!

Di Ping couldn't let such a thing go on. He already felt that everyone's eyes were not right, so he hurriedly pointed to Yang'er and said:

"Nanny, here is your young brother, you take him to play, don't bully him!"

The 囡囡 immediately looked at Xiangyang, and a big crowd kissed:

"Yang'er, let's go, aunt will take you to play, and in the future, aunt will follow others, and whoever bullies you will report my name!"

Yang'er looked at her daughter, and even said as a small adult:

"You are only a few years older than me. You can't be my aunt. I can only call your sister!"

Her expression was stagnant, and she said with a serious face:

"Call Auntie, I can take you out to play!"

Yang'er said with firm eyes:

"sister!"

"what!"

Nunnun immediately went crazy, she took out a piece of candy from her small bag and handed it to Yang'er:

"Call Auntie, I'll give you candy!"

Yang'er immediately took out a large handful from her small pocket and handed it to her daughter, with a look of contempt:

"Give you a hand, you can call me brother!"

Snapped!

The candy in her hand fell to the ground, staring at Yang'er with a dull expression.

"Haha!"

The hall suddenly burst into laughter, and even Di Ping laughed. This ghost girl finally met her opponent, and Yang'er couldn't figure it out.

Yu Shujie also laughed irritably. This ghost girl is getting more and more unsure of her. Today's act made her embarrassed. Now it's okay, this one finally eased the embarrassment.

"The dishes are good, it's time to start!"

At this time, there was a cry in the yard.

Di Ping suddenly smiled and waved his hand:

"Let's go, let's open the banquet, we won't be drunk or go home today!"

"Go, not drunk or return!"

A crowd of people chanted in excitement, especially the generals, gearing up one by one, this is preparing for a big fight.

This was a feast. Di Ping hadn't been with these brothers for many years. Everyone had let go. The food had not moved a few times, but the wine had reached its peak.

However, now everyone is not drinking the old Maoji, the famous wine that was famous before the world, and now no one drinks it in the city of refuge.

There are more than a hundred kinds of immortal brews produced in the tavern, and a random one is to throw the mao wine out of the Milky Way.

It is said that some people are now trying to use Linggu to brew the old thato wine, but the results are not so good, and they are far from being compared with the famous wines of Sanctuary City. Now Sanctuary City's famous wines have been exported to foreign countries.

Di Ping and the others drank the Yuanling Holy Spring Liquid, which was a special wine offered by the imperial palace. It was a fourth-grade spirit wine, and it was only available in limited quantities to the outside world. There was no certain status and status, and you couldn't even see it.

This wine is relatively strong, unlike the Maojiu of the year, like Di Ping, who will not get drunk if he drinks more than ten catties, but this wine is probably dizzy even if Di Ping goes down three or four bottles.

Only half an hour after the banquet started, the poor drinkers had fallen to the ground, and the civil officials had already surrendered.

Zheng Guohua was already counting the stars, while Shen Borong was a group of old foxes who played dead on the table while drinking.

Now, only a group of professionals are still toasting vigorously. Everyone wants to pour each other down, and everyone hurts each other.

Feng Guwu, Ice Emperor, Ba Jue and Rogood participated in such a banquet for the first time, and the four were also extremely surprised.

This is the first time they have seen this wine-making culture, and they are dazzled by all kinds of wine.

However, a few people also feel interesting, but they are super strong at any rate, and they are not embarrassed to join these people. They only toast and drink from time to time, watching the excitement on the wine table happily.

The weight of the fat man was really good. Several people lay down alone. Looking around for a week, there was a feeling of invincibility in the world. Di Ping didn't dare to look for it. He turned his attention to Ba Jue and others.

Suddenly, with a look in his eyes, he came to Ba Jue holding the wine glass with a smile, and clinging to Ba Jue's shoulders said:

"Brother tyrant, let's meet for the first time, come and have a few glasses of wine to deepen our feelings! I did what you want!"

Ba Jue knew that these people were Di Ping's iron rods, and they didn't hold them big. He smiled and clinked glasses with the fat man and said:

"General Chen is polite, let's do it together!"

As he said, he also drank it.

The fat man squinted his eyes, and said excitedly:

"Hold, my brother is indeed a high-profile drinker, happy, let's continue!"

Domineering is self-rejection. Two people, you have a glass and I have a glass. The rise of drinking at a time, and two bottles of wine in a row, the fat man finally reached the limit. He squinted and shook his body while holding the wine and tongue.

"Brother Ba Jue is a good drinker, I have taken it to the fat man, you brother, I've decided it, and done it!"

The wine glass was raised high, but the body fell straight back, knocking down a piece of table, chair and bench with a thud, and then there was a snoring sound.

The banquet ended when the fat man fell down!