I Was Supposed To Slay the Dragon and Started To Cultivate Immortals Unexpectedly

　　 "How about, brother? Can you still get up?"

　　 Lu Mingfei bent down and lay on the ground while still curling up. Only Su Jinye, who raised his head stubbornly, asked with concern.

　　 Su Jinye’s clothes are covered with dirt footprints, and his face is blue and purple, and a little swollen, but it can be vaguely seen that it should be a handsome face when he is not injured.

　　 I just don’t know if it’s an illusion, Lu Mingfei always feels that this face seems so familiar.

　　 "Ho ho...cough!"

After taking a breath of phlegm, Su Jinye spit out a mouthful of bloodshot phlegm, nodded to Lu Mingfei, licked his chapped lips, and said with a hoarse voice: "It's okay. These **** don't have much energy."

"But there is blood in your sputum, brother, you don't look like you are okay," Lu Mingfei's tight expression on his face disappeared, and he raised his hand to scratch the back of his head and asked tentatively: "Or brother, you Actually have gum bleeding?"

　　 Su Jinye blinked in a daze, but his consciousness didn't react to what Lu Mingfei said, and the girl next to him stopped the tears that were still falling from "Bata Bata".

　　 Lu Mingfei’s scratching his head and vomiting destroyed the "deep master" temperament he had just so hard to create, and made him look more like an ordinary student with good looks.

However, Lu Mingfei doesn’t care about this kind of things either. He hasn’t been cool since he was a child. In his impression, “cool” should be something like that of Chu Zihang, a sophomore in the school. He wears a light color. Famous brand, with a handsome face, can cause female classmates to scream when passing by, that's called "cool".

　　 This kind of "cool" and his Lu Mingfei can't match each other.

　　 His face was strained just now, mainly because he took the initiative to do such a stimulating thing once, and he was afraid that his expression would show timidity.

　　 The seven gangsters who would match the colors like the seven gourd brothers were all down. They rolled their eyes, and the ground twitched, so he didn't need to strain his face.

　　 What if you become a facial paralyzed poker face after a long stretch?

　　Su Jinye lay on the ground and gasped and stretched out her body slowly. In the corner, the girl with red eyes and swollen legs trembled and walked up to Lu Mingfei and bowed to thank Lu Mingfei. His posture was so sincere that Lu Mingfei was a little embarrassed.

　　 After stammering and thanking Lu Mingfei several times, the girl walked to Su Jinye and squatted down, quietly concerned about him.

　　 Lu Mingfei saw it in his eyes, and said to his heart that he had been beaten up and changed his sister's concern, and he didn't know if this buddy made a profit or lost.

　　Su Jinye lay on the ground for a few minutes, tremblingly trying to get up, Lu Mingfei took a step, and put one of his arms around the back of his head on his shoulders, supporting his shaky figure.

"Thank you for this, brother," Su Jinye, who had just been beaten up, could still laugh, and thanked Lu Mingfei. The mother’s crippled tribe was sent to the hospital to lie down for two days."

　　 "It sounds like you don't need to go to the hospital," Lu Mingfei said, "In addition, you also came out of the comics? How can you open your mouth to help each other?"

　　 Lu Mingfeixin said that you will not be the long-lost son of the owner of the shop, right?

He didn't care about Su Jinye's swearing. After all, he was beaten like this. Normal people would have to scold a few ugly words. Su Jinye was already very open-minded when he didn't go to make up for these **** on the ground. .

　　 "Comic?" Su Jinye was taken aback, then nodded, a little excited: "I really like to read comics, brother, have you seen One Piece?"

　　 "You said this?"

Lu Mingfei reached in from the hem of the T-shirt, and took out the latest version of One Piece, which is fastened to the elastic band of the sports shorts and the fixing rope. The "battle" just now does not count as a warm-up exercise for him. There is no need to worry about the book falling off. .

　　 Su Jinye's eyes widened, and the little girl beside her shyly turned her head away.

　　 Lu Mingfei was silent for a few seconds, wondering if he should just run off.

　　 embarrassed.

　　 "Cough cough..." Su Jinye coughed slightly, his expression was plainly exposed, and his tone was as usual, "Yes, this is it. I bought it as soon as it was published last Tuesday! I'm an iron fan!"

　　 "Actually, I prefer to watch hunters," Lu Mingfei insisted on his position, "it is that the author is slower and slower and slower."

　　 "I also have the hunter, from the first to the latest edition," Su Jinye paused and added, "Although this latest edition was released last year."

　　 "By the way, my name is Su Jinye, what do you call my brother?"

　　 "Just call me Lu Mingfei."

　　 The **** the side stared blankly at the two old comic fans, Lu Mingfei and Su Jinye, having a very happy conversation, and failed to insert the topic for a long time.

　　 "By the way, brother, are you busy now? If you are not busy, go to my bar? I have a lot of good wines. You saved me with your righteousness. I have to buy you two glasses to drink the best!"

　　 While chatting, Su Jinye's conversation turned.

　　 "Your bar?"

　　 Lu Mingfei was shocked, and said that I saved a rich man?

　　 "Well, I opened it myself when I was bored. It was mainly used to store a few bottles of good wine," Su Jinye said. "There is a wine cellar I built at a great price in the bar, which is best for storing good wine."

　　Good fellow, really a rich man!

　　 It's a pity that Lu Mingfei's face is usually thin when it should be thick, and thick when it should be thin. He can't say anything to repay his favor, otherwise he might be able to make a little money.

　　 "You are so bad that you are not fit to drink a bar?"

　　 If you don’t think about pictures or reports, the most basic medical knowledge is still Lu Mingfei. It seems that people with injuries shouldn’t drink bars?

"Hey! Hey..." Su Jinye waved his hand, and took a breath of air in the wound on his shoulder. Then he said sternly, "Like me, an alcoholic like me, drinking two sips of good wine can immediately forget the pain of the wound. ."

　　 "Good fellow," Lu Mingfei admired, "You can forget the pain if your scar is not healed!"

　　...

Walking out of the alley and checking for a taxi, Lu Mingfei and Su Jinye first sent the little girl to the door of their house. Before leaving, the girl shyly asked for Su Jinye’s contact information, so that Lu Mingfei’s eyes were straight. .

　　 is there any benefit of being beaten? !

　　 asked the driver to go to a very luxurious shop in a remote location, but a side shop decoration.

　　 There are large crystal pillars on both sides of the store door, thick dark felt carpets on the steps, and five altars of Podocarpus on each side of the carpet.

　　 Lu Mingfei helped Su Jinye get out of the car, and looked up, the sign on the entrance of the store was the three characters "Wangyouju" lined up with LED lights.

　　 "Worry about home?"

　　Looking at the three big characters above the store door, Lu Mingfei read it suspiciously.

　　How did you think of such an ancient name with such a modern decoration? And also put out with colorful LED lights! Even the rainbow-colored LED lights! Now that you look at this brand, don’t you think of the scene where you were just beaten up by non-mainstream gourd brothers?

　　 Lu Mingfei can't really complain.

Su Jinye didn’t know that Lu Mingfei was frantically complaining about him, raised his head, and said triumphantly: “The Shi Jianwu in the Tang Dynasty wrote, “Tea is to wash away troubles, and wine is to forget your worries.” I This is what Wangyouju has meant! How about it? Isn’t it charming?"

　　 "Yeah, yes."

　　 Lu Mingfei nodded, and said to my heart that I can think of this rainbow-colored sign that you were beaten by those low-profile gourd babies just now. Can it be unflavored?

Su Jinye wanted to say something, but through the transparent glass door he saw several men and women in work clothes rushing out, clustering him and Lu Mingfei, and then unloading him from Lu Mingfei. Coming down, he carried it in with hands and feet.

　　 Lu Mingfei, who was left in place, opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but for the first time he felt that his Tucao vocabulary was so barren.

　　...

　　 renovated in the magnificent bar lobby.

　　 Lu Mingfei lightly sipped the dark walnut-colored wine in the glass, stuck out his tongue, and put down the goblet: "Sure enough, I still can't get used to drinking."

"It's also a good thing not to drink," Su Jinye sat beside him, changed into clean clothes, raised his neck and drank the remaining whiskey liquor in the glass, as if it were not high-grade liquor above forty degrees. But low-concentration fruit wine, "Drinking can hurt your body, and no matter how little it is, it will hurt you."

　　 "Don't you say that drinking in moderation is good for the body?"

　　 Lu is clearly puzzled.

"It's a little bit," Su Jinye nodded, "but that benefit can't outweigh the disadvantages it brings. Drinking alcohol in moderation is good for your health. It is the wine owner's deception. Even if you only drink a bottle, alcohol is still harmful to people. Bigger than benefits. UU reading www.uukanshu.com"

　　 "Do you still drink it so clearly?"

　　 Lu Mingfeixin said that you know that there are tigers in the mountains, and you are still walking toward the tiger mountains.

"I can't let it go," Su Jinye waved her hand, her face ruddy, as if the injuries on his body really had no effect on him, "Life is too short, and I don't feel a loss if I spend two years living less for some good wine. "

　　 Lu Mingfei had no intention of refuting Su Jinye's philosophy of life, his eyes were chaotically, and he landed on the small stage in the center of the hall.

　　 On the stage, a handsome young man with his back combed was standing in the center. There was a long table in front of him. On the table was neatly placed two rows of bottles, tins and cups, filled with all kinds of things.

　　 The young man skillfully tossed three metal bottles up and down, adding something to it from time to time. Although the hall was deserted and there was no audience, his actions and demeanor were still meticulous.

　　 "This is... bartending?"

　　 Lu Mingfei has only seen this scene on TV, and it is the first time in reality.

　　 "To be precise, it is fancy bartending."

　　 Su Jinye explained.

　　 "Fancy?"

　　 Lu is clearly puzzled.

　　 "Compared to the other types, fancy styles pay more attention to performance and have lower requirements for taste, but the technique is very difficult to practice, and the apprentices are basically smashed by the bottle."

Su Jinye popular science said: "However, the other categories are not easy. If you want to make a good cocktail, you need to accurately grasp the flavors of various ingredients, divide them into layers, and mix them in order to make the flavors harmonized. At the same time, we must highlight the flavor characteristics of the base wine and materials as much as possible.

　　 "Priority? Coordination and integration? Highlight features?"

　　 The road was not taken for a moment.

　　 How does this thing sound a bit like...refining medicine?