The humble villain

After leading Lin Fan and others into the hall, Fang Mei looked at Lin Fan and said:

"Commander Lin, let everyone take a seat first!"

Lin Fan nodded.

"Please take your seats!"

"promise!!!!!!"

“Shua~~~~~~~~~~~”

As a voice of agreement sounded, everyone moved in unison, as if they had been tempered by thousands of hammers, and landed at the banquet together.

Fang Mei was obviously stunned by this scene.

Wasn’t it said that Lin Fan had offended 99% of the Fang family’s warriors?

Offended? Ninety-nine percent? How could I see anything in the scene before me?

As expected, the rumors misled me!

Fang Mei looked at Lin Fan with a smile in her eyes.

"I've heard that Marshal Lin is strict in disciplining his troops."

"When I saw him today, he certainly lived up to his reputation."

“Hahahaha~~~~~~~~~~”

"City Lord Fang said it was just a rumor. How credible are the rumors?"

"They just wanted to celebrate the banquet and didn't want to lose face for Lin Fan."

"It can't be done truly, it can't be done truly."

Even though my reputation is bad, these people are, after all, the wives that my godmother left for me.

It's enough to deal with some situations.

At this moment, Fang Mei pointed at the coffin beside Lin Fan and said:

"Commander Lin, the banquet is about to begin."

"How about putting this thing away first?"

"Which ................"

"We warriors walk on the edge of a knife all day long. We should prepare a coffin to avoid being buried on the battlefield one day."

"This is Lin Fan's little hobby, so just leave it here."

Fang Mei was stunned after hearing these words.

Is this his mother's hobby?

You told me this is a hobby? Can we go a little further?

While everyone was talking, the light in the hall suddenly dimmed.

As music started playing, countless colorful butterflies slowly flew up from the carpet.

They spin and intertwine, flying side by side.

Light butterflies flew into the air, revealing several beautiful women.

Dressed in a flowing gauze skirt, she floated down from the top of the hall like a fairy.

Dancing lightly and gracefully.

A group of beautiful women with graceful figures and graceful dance steps were like a spring breeze blowing on everyone's face, creating ripples in everyone's hearts.

The frequent flashing of the light butterfly wings makes the dancers even more charming and attractive.

The smiling faces are like blooming flowers.

The invisible stillness has stopped the time here.

No, it's not like flowers blooming.

As the music changed, the girls suddenly changed their dance moves.

The waist sways, the dress flutters, rises and falls, turns and twists.

As her long sleeves danced, the shadow of a slowly blooming flower emerged.

As the flowers fully bloomed, a charming figure in light blue gauze suddenly appeared, holding a vase in her hand.

The moment it appeared, it immediately attracted the attention of a group of warriors.

This is not because everyone is short-sighted.

To be honest, Lin Fan has seen too many beauties in his life.

Like a poem or a painting, Luo Xian, Lu Shiyao, Fang Yaoyao and Feirao, almost everyone of them is one of the most beautiful women in the world.

He even possessed two celestial beauties, Fang Yao and Zhu Qingxue.

But even so, the moment this woman appeared, Lin Fan's eyes lit up.

Her long hair, as dark as the night sky, brushed across her snow-white skin and fell softly to her waist.

Her face was sculpted by nature, and her every move exudes elegance.

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, this woman's lips are always slightly raised, with a faint smile on her face.

The beautiful, deep amber eyes seemed covered with a layer of mist, revealing a hazy and graceful look.

The most surprising thing is that there is a strange flower between the eyebrows of this woman.

It seems both real and unreal, set against the backdrop of the strange atmosphere here.

Just one glance can leave a deep impression in everyone's mind.

Aware of everyone's gaze, the woman did not act shy like a young girl.

Her red lips curled up slightly, revealing a smile as warm as the sun.

At this moment, the vase in his hand suddenly burst into light.

Countless crystal clear wine lines filled with rosy clouds flew out from it and landed accurately into the wine cups in front of every warrior present.

"My little girl is not talented, and her cultivation is really shallow."

"I can't make great achievements for our family like you heroes have."

“But he is quite accomplished in winemaking.”

"This wine is made by taking the dew of the morning sun and the essence of the moon, mixing it with tens of thousands of spiritual fruits, and using secret methods to refine it for more than ten years."

"It happens that all the heroes are here today, so I will give you this wine as a farewell gift."

The dew of morning light, the brilliance of the sun and the moon, combined with tens of thousands of spiritual fruits, and refined with secret methods for more than ten years.

The woman's beautiful and refined voice lingered in everyone's hearts for a long time.

Everyone looked at the wine in the cup.

Not to mention the taste, the aroma of the wine alone is refreshing.

It whetted the appetite of countless warriors.

What would it taste like if you drank it?

At this moment, an elder from the Fang family spoke up:

"To be able to brew such a fine wine, and it is so beautiful."

"I wonder if the girl is Jiu Meng Qi Luo?"

"I cannot bear the elder's praise, if there is no one else in the world who can brew such fine wine, and who happens to have the same name as me."

"Then the elder should be talking about me."

Dream of wine and beauty?

This woman turned out to be Jiu Meng Qi Luo.

For a moment, everyone in the Fang family could not help but look at each other.

If we ignore the strength, there are Elder Song's alchemy and the old doctor's medical skills.

It is no exaggeration to say that Jiumeng Qiluo's reputation in the wine world is no less than that of the previous two.

Countless drinkers would spend tens of thousands of dollars just to get a taste of this wine.

In the end, I never got the chance to taste it.

To put it bluntly, whether this woman sells wine or not, or gives it away as a gift or not, all depends on her mood.

Over time, people inevitably feel that its reputation is a bit exaggerated.

I never thought that we would meet under such circumstances today.

Sure enough, meeting is better than being famous.

This man and his wine are truly unique in the world.

"Miss Jiumeng's winemaking skills have reached the pinnacle."

"Today, after meeting each other, it is true that meeting each other in person is better than hearing about each other."

"That's great, Elder."

At this moment, Fang Mei suddenly stood up with her wine glass in hand, looked at Lin Fan with a smile and said:

"There was a misunderstanding earlier."

"It's a rare opportunity to meet so many warriors from our family."

"Today, with the help of my sister-in-law's wine and dance, Fang Mei would like to offer a toast to all my colleagues."

"I apologize to Marshal Lin for my previous recklessness."

Being able to say this, it can be said that Fang Mei has humbled herself very much.

Lin Fan looked at the wine glass in Fang Mei's hand, smiled and said:

"Don't blame me, City Lord Fang."

"When Lin Fan left, the head of the family issued an order that all soldiers were forbidden to drink alcohol."

"You can eat the food, but forget about the wine!"

As soon as these words were spoken, a hint of disappointment was clearly revealed in everyone's eyes.

The smile on Fang Mei's face froze in place.

Lin Fan's words could no longer be described as a slap in the face; they could be described as trampling on his face.

It was a long time before Fang Mei forced a smile.

"Lin Shuai, you worry too much..."