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See their dark face Meng Qi once again rose out of a face upwards with laughter * * but I’m afraid I won’t even have a chance to say what’s behind me.
Meng Qijiang said with a smile in his heart, "There is a saying in my hometown that brothers are like brothers, and women can change their hands and feet like clothes, but they can’t be broken. If Chen Xiong wants to move my clothes, I have to break Chen Xiong’s hands and feet. Don’t have any thoughts on Ruowei. You see, I came here to say this. I’m joking with you, but hahahaha."
This is finally finished. Meng Qi can’t help laughing in his heart anymore. Laughter is filled with the whole room again. Fortunately, this room is soundproof, otherwise it is estimated that laughter can go for miles.
And Fang Chen Chen Qingluan froze after hearing Meng Qi’s words. What’s going on here? Looking at the laughter, Meng Qi Chen Fang is now full of black lines on his forehead, and his face has changed from metal gray to red.
Suddenly Fang Chen shouted "Meng Qi! ! ! How dare you play me? ！” Then fierce is an old fist hit Meng Qishen.
Every punch of this includes that Fang Chen was beaten by Meng Qi’s "playing" resentment. Meng Qi fled and said with a smile, "Chen Xiong was wrong. Don’t fight, don’t fight, hahaha."
However, Meng Qibian said and laughed at the slightest apology. I didn’t see Meng Qi’s sincerity. Fang Chen’s resentment was even more fierce. Even Chen Qingluan didn’t like to join the ranks of beating Meng Qi at this moment
Meng Qi faced the two brothers and sisters who invaded and added houses, so it was not good to surrender. After a slapstick, Fang Chen’s anger slowly disappeared, and the three people were located separately.
Although it was a brawl, Fang Chen didn’t come like Meng Qi, a narrow-minded guy, which is why Meng Qicai would joke with him like this.
However, after all this slapstick, the two of them felt two points closer.
"Okay, okay, just now, but you’re kidding. Who knows you’re so serious? Well, I’m wrong, Chen Xiong. Don’t keep a straight face." Meng Qi looked at Fang Chen with some angry faces and couldn’t help but reckon.
"Go to your time in such a joke, little ye must beat your ya." Fang Chen didn’t good the spirit said to Meng Qi, but his tone was no longer angry, but he felt close.
At this time, Chen Qingluan also kicked Meng Qi at the table and said angrily, "Big brother is too bad."
Meng Qi pretended to be very awkward and said, "How can you blame me if you don’t listen to me?"
Hearing that Meng Qi started this again, the Chen family brothers and sisters were bound to hit Meng Qi and quickly waved and said, "Okay, okay, no, Chen Xiong, let’s continue the topic just now."
Enough fun, too. Meng Qi is once again restored to his calm look just now, and Fang Chen is also primly saying, "If you want to earn more Lingshi, it is better to take part in large-scale actions, but Meng Xiong, if you are not particularly short of words, I advise you not to take part."
"oh? How do you say? "Meng Qi seems to have another meaning in listening to Fang Chen’s words and asked curiously.
Fang Chen shook his head and said, "Recently, the magic door has become more and more rampant, and their whereabouts have been found everywhere. These large-scale actions are dangerous in Chengdu. If Meng Xiong wants to find some lingshi degrees to catch some monsters, although there are fewer lingshi, there are also many Ann."
Meng Qi nodded, and when he came, he didn’t want to go to those large Fang Chen, so he wouldn’t go. "Thank you for telling me this."
Fang Chen gave a hand and said, "You and I will say that these years ago, you and I lived a life friendship and said that these are too strange."
See Fang Chen said sincerely Meng Qi at that time some moved mouth is smiled and said, "you this guy I just mention it, you would take it seriously? This is really tut tut "
Listen, Meng Qi owes a flat voice. Fang Chen almost rushed to an old fist again, but later he snorted.
Finally, after drinking tea, Meng Qi and Chen Fang are divided. After all, Fang Chen has his own business and Meng Qi is going to pick himself up for the first time.
Meng Qi came to the Consular Hall and saw an old man sleeping on a recliner. He seemed to be sleeping soundly. Meng Qi approached and was about to wake him up, only to find that the old man looked familiar. Suddenly he remembered, isn’t that what Meng Qi met when he went to the magic temple to find Fang Ling Ling a year ago?
Remembered Fang Ling ghatpot talking to herself yesterday, Meng Qi considered not waking him up before, but sitting in a chair.
Sitting around like this is also talking about Meng Qi. He simply took out his wine bottle gourd and took out Cheng Rewei from the bag to prepare a few wine dishes for himself. He was ready to eat wine here.
Anyway, Meng Qi felt that he would not disturb the old man if he was quiet.
Meng Qi stuffed a dozen gourds with a strong and fresh bouquet, which drifted away. This was the first batch of Baihua Brewed by Meng Qi when he returned to Heihuangzong.
Recently, Meng Qilin just installed a lot before leaving the altar.
Just when Meng Qi picked up the gourd and prepared to take a sip, the wine gourd originally held in his hand disappeared inexplicably.
What’s going on here? !
Meng Qi hurriedly looked around, but he didn’t see a figure. He looked at the lounge chair where the old man was sleeping just now and suddenly found that there was no old man in the lounge chair at this time.
Meng Qi seemed to have understood something, but before he could think it over, there was a sound behind him, "Ha ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Good wine!"
Meng Qi swore that there was absolutely no figure behind him just now, and that the old man’s recliner was in front of himself and could rest behind him. Is this waiting for repair?
Meng Qi hurriedly turned around behind him, and it was indeed as expected that the old man saw this old man. At this time, he gently ordered a Meng Qi wine side dish with his fingers, and then a fresh bamboo shoot rose to the old man’s mouth.
After chewing a few times, the old man’s muddy eyes lit up with a compliment of "good good" and then nodded and took a sip of wine, which only looked at Meng Qi.
"You are the one I seem to have seen before?" The old man looked at Meng Qi and seemed to feel familiar, but at the moment he couldn’t remember.
Although Meng Qi was regarded as muttering a few words in his heart, his mouth was respectful and said, "I was lucky enough to meet my predecessors in the magic temple hall last year."
The old man who was awakened by Meng Qi seemed to think of it. "Oh, yes, yes, what were you doing here at that time?"
Meng Qi bowed down and said, "I came here this time to get some, but I didn’t disturb my predecessors when I saw them sleeping."
The old man smiled and said, "Hey, you’re not bad. This wine is good. Come on, tell me where this wine comes from?"
It seems that the old man didn’t care so much about Meng Qi’s purpose and praised Meng Qi’s sentence. Then he shifted the topic to Meng Qi’s hundred flowers.
Meng Qi turned out to be an alcoholic when he smiled at the old man.
"This wine is brewed by myself. If you like it, you can give it to your predecessors." Since this old guy likes to drink, Meng Qi naturally gave him the gourd wine. Anyway, there are still many Meng Qi, but it’s a pity that Meng Qi has been with him for many years.
Chapter one hundred and sixty-two Tigress
Chapter one hundred and fifty-six Tigress 1
When the old man heard that Meng Qi brewed it himself, his eyes lit up and he said, "How much wine do you have?"
Meng Qi knew there was more to say, and I’m afraid I didn’t have to drink it myself. He hurriedly said, "No, no, I brought such a gourd when I went out."
"oh? Does it mean that there are still many in your family? " The old man took another sip and asked
Meng Qi smiled, and this panic turned out to be a slip of the tongue with a wry smile. "There are some but …"
The old man saw Meng Qi awkward and said, "Say what you have."
Meng Qi said with a wry smile, "I don’t deceive my predecessors, who are also wine lovers. It’s quite difficult for my predecessors to brew this hundred flowers. If they want to be small again, they won’t have to drink it."
The old man didn’t expect Meng Qi to say this. Which brother didn’t try to curry favor with him and wanted to get some benefits from himself? If he wanted something from them, who didn’t respectfully offer it?
It’s fun to have a chance to curry favor with yourself, but it’s because of such an excuse? The old man paused and then laughed. "Listen to you and say that you are also a good drinker. Tell me about it. What drinks have you ever drunk?"
Meng Qi, the old man will be angry. I didn’t expect him to talk to himself about wine without anger. This Meng Qi is interested. "There are dozens of kinds of small drinks, but the best nature is that this hundred flowers are brewed. Needless to say, my predecessors also tasted the most fierce fire, and they suddenly felt like a fire, but then they felt like they were reborn. That feeling was really tut tut tut French language.
However, it is a kind of daughter’s fragrant wine that makes the little aftertaste poor. Although it is not as strong as fire, it is not as mellow as flowers, but there is a little story in it, but it is also one of the best drinks in terms of taste. "
The old man saw that Meng Qiyue said that he was more and more happy. He was sure that Meng Qi was not pretending to be an old drunkard. He could naturally tell who was pretending to be true love wine.
After listening to Meng Qi, the old man couldn’t help asking, "Did you ever have these two kinds of wine? Take it to the old man to taste? "
Meng Qi was in high spirits. I didn’t expect the old man to suddenly say that Meng Qishen was not without it, but he didn’t have much to buy these drinks, and he was too lazy to run around for a while, so he didn’t want to take them out.
The old man saw that Meng Qi had some difficulties and couldn’t help but ask, "But no? No, forget it. "Speaking of which, the old man’s tone is a bit dull. It’s boring to say no to drink.
Meng Qi is bitten to grind his teeth and said, "It’s good to see the seniors who are also wine lovers, so they will take out the leftovers and share them with their predecessors."
Say that finish Meng Qi is took out two quite big gourd, and then took out two cups set, and then no longer care about any pecking, sat down on a chair and filled the two cups with wine.
Pass a cup to the old man and say, "Is this the fire that burned the elder?"
The old man took the cup and looked at it as pure as root water, then picked it up and sniffed it and asked, "Will this kind of wine be what you call liquor?" The old man has drunk countless drinks. How can there be such drinks? "
Meng Qi shook his head and said, "If you taste it, you will know what to ask." Say that finish, you will gently take a sip of your glass.
In fact, this fire is similar to the high-alcohol liquor brewed by Meng Qi in previous lives, but the alcohol concentration is not comparable to that in previous lives.

The speed of people coming is too fast, so people around you can stop it.
Feng Sheng exclaims, "Who?"
Several melodious and long Buddhist names sounded "Amitabha" at the same time.
Light and shadow hit the treetops and the ground, and ten Buddhist monks appeared at dawn.
Feng Sheng sneered, "So it’s the Lord of the Ten Temples in Luofu Mountain? ！”
Mount Luofu is the largest mountain in Lingnan and the seventh cave in mainland China. There are ten temples in Mount Luofu. The abbots of these ten temples are monks with magical powers.
"It turned out to be the benefactors of Linwu Mountain." A monk sang the Buddha’s name and said, "Laona Huangyan is polite."
The Three Sages were surprised … The most inconspicuous one among the ten eminent monks turned out to be Huangyan, the "positive monk" of the ten monasteries.
Chapter III Fire Disaster
The Three Sages know that each of the ten temple masters has won the Buddha’s light, and this "righteous monk" Huangyan is the one who has made great achievements in the ten cave masters, and few of them are enemies.
The fire saint said faintly, "You will come to Dayuling in ten days, but you didn’t go to the meeting."
On the right side of Master Huangyan, a monk with a golden pestle growled, "What about Linwu Mountain, the original Dongting Lake and others running to Lingnan?"
"Is this Master Huang Hu, the monk who killed the living?" asked Feng Sheng.
The monk said coldly, "You said you killed a living monk, but you didn’t know who it was."
Feng Sheng smiled … A monk naturally won’t admit that he is good at killing, but this master yellow tights’ sexual tyrannical god blocks the killing Buddha and blocks the killing Buddha. Although he doesn’t admit it, he can’t get rid of it.
Master Huang Yan raised his chest with one hand and said, "I wonder if you have all the ghosts that have been cracked in the mountains and rivers riding in Tianling recently?"
Feng Sheng said, "I didn’t wait for that."
Master Huang Hu angrily said, "How can you wait nearby when you happen to be riding Tianling and cracking?"
The fire saint sneered, "Although Luofu Mountain is the largest mountain in Lingnan, it is not owned by Luofu Mountain. Are we still coming?"
Huang Hu, the monk who killed the living, was furious, and the treasure pestle in his hand flashed with golden light.
Huang Yan, a "righteous monk", stopped him and looked at Feng Sheng, Huo Sheng and Lin Sheng Dao. "There are four saints in Linwu Mountain, but three old ladies came here to see that all three of them are angry. Is the other one already killed and the three are looking for revenge?"
The Three Sages’ hearts are frozen … They are invisible people, but this master Huangyan is really a monk who knows what they are doing just by looking at the gas.
Feng Sheng knows that if the three of them put their hands together, they will by no means be "positive monks". Huangyan’s opponent is even worse. The Lord of the Tenth Temple in Luofu Mountain here whispered, "Riding Tianling and splitting, we really don’t know the truth. Someone killed Shan Sheng. Our search is to find out the enemy and avenge Shan Sheng."
Master Huang Yan sighed, "It’s better to listen to the old woman and let the enemy go back and forth from where he came from."
Fire saint and Lin sheng all hum a wind saint, but they secretly feel that "although a monk may not be ignorant, this monk has been practicing Buddhism for many years and is good at looking at the airway, and he will never be afraid of what he really sees because of threats."
Master Huang Yan said, "I don’t want to disturb you if you ride Tian Ling. To let others go is to let yourself go. I hope you will think it over."
The light and shadow shook, and the ten monks soon went away.
The fire saint sneered, "Pretending to be a bald donkey."
Feng Sheng hesitated. "Huangyan is not a boaster …"
Lin Sheng light tunnel "eldest brother really want to let go of the little even brother revenge? But even if we don’t avenge the mountain, we can’t grab the five-color pen from that little hand. How dare we go back to Linwu Mountain to see the Lord? "
Feng Shengnai asked the two brothers to be careful, and then he continued to lead his brother to search the mountain.
Tang Xiaofeng hid in the crack of the tree and listened to the dialogue between the three saints and the ten temples in Luofu Mountain.
He had heard of the names of the ten holy monks in Luofu Mountain before, but the rural people blew these ten monks into the western paradise, and the ten arhats turned to the world. It was said that all beings were just ten bald donkeys who cheated money in the name of Buddhism.
Of course, Luofu Mountain is a famous Buddhist resort. There are many bald donkeys in it. Everyone has to eat. Tang Xiaofeng has tried his best. In his previous imagination, the "ten holy monks of Luofu Mountain" were just those temples in Luofu Mountain to trick Xiangxiangqian into talking.
But these ten bald donkeys really exist?
It seems that those people are not going to give up searching. Tang Xiaofeng thought it depends on who can afford it.
So I just kept my breath closed and let the sword gas flow slowly to work.
It is difficult to ensure that the firm but gentle circulation will not be leaked. Once it is leaked, it may be discovered. However, the original spirit of the Zihua Sword is pure and inexpensive. Jinfeng taught him to be self-sufficient and never leaked.
Zihua firm but gentle circulation is getting faster and faster, which has led to yin’s deep rage and yin’s crouching Yangyang’s anger.
These two kinds of air flows are irrelevant, but at this moment, the other body forms a Tai Chi pattern that interacts with each other.
He had never thought of mixing Zihua’s firm but gentle Yin with deep rage before, but now he tried it naturally without any obstacles.
He moved in his heart and placed the body-returning Dan in the center of the Tai Chi pattern, so that the two air currents kept rotating around it.
Huanyuandan is a dandan made by Lian Jinfeng’s mixing the returned Radix Dipsaci ointment with a strain of Yu Ziling’s other body’s true yang, which has a fairy spirit that can make people regenerate their limbs.
At this time, he combined this fairy spirit and rage in some way to form a mysterious and new airflow.
This air flow keeps growing, but it seems endless.
He gradually entered the realm of ecstasy.
What Tang Xiaofeng didn’t know was that it was an attempt in his mind, which was tantamount to integrating heaven, earth and people into one.
God gives birth to the landlord and the wicked to the master.
Returning to the source, it can make people reborn. Fairy spirit represents the sky.
From the extreme shade, even the fairy can turn blood, water, yin and melancholy, which represents the earth.
After his own soul is constantly strengthened, Zihua firm but gentle represents people.
Heaven and earth are not established, and heaven and earth are not born.
Everything steals the sky, but the immortal steals everything.
He glimpsed a new realm of "three talents in one"
It is with the growing of this new mysterious qi that the meridians of other bodies are getting hotter and hotter, which makes him feel manic that he will explode and die at any time.
He forgot that he had not only returned the original immortal spirit, but also was released by Jinfeng Meimei from the saliva of the mother of Nanhai mussel.
With the three air currents flowing and merging, the efficacy of obsequious drugs is also brought into play.
The main purpose of obsessing medicine is to make people lose their mind and control themselves. However, he is now in the process of practicing the key. Isn’t that a death wish?