The sect master glanced at her leisurely: "You have a long mouth and you only know how to eat but don't know how to ask? This wine, the energy comes later."
Hu Qing chuckled: "Are you kidding me? This wine is simply water. , How can there be-"
Before he finished speaking, there was a bang, and Hu Qing heard a fire burning in his belly, burning all his limbs and bones in an instant. She couldn't see her face, but in her hair and neck, there were large drops of sweat rolling down rapidly, one layer after another.
“Good wine——”
She shouted, and the tip of her nose smelled the strong aroma of wine, but it came from herself.
The sect leader hehe: "I won't let your master drink this wine even when he comes. It's called the Nine Levels of Ice and Fire."
Hu Qing was scalding hot, her cheeks were redder than rouge, and she hurriedly ate a few mouthfuls of vegetables to overcome the effects of the wine.
“Drink another glass.”
The eldest sect leader took the wine jar and poured it for her personally.
Hu Qing still had sense and quickly stood up: "I will do it by myself, I will do it by myself. How dare you. How dare you."
The chief sect leader had already poured nine points and stretched out his hand to signal her to come again.
Hu Qing offered a toast first. It still tasted like clear water. This time she had experience. She sat upright with her hands hanging on her knees and waited for the wine to get stronger.
After a while, I heard a clicking sound in my stomach, which was suddenly covered with ice and snow. The heat waves on my hands, feet and face were suddenly frozen, and the red rouge on my cheeks was also covered by the frost, turning into Red fruits under the snow.
Cold air emanated from the pores all over his body, and the roots of his hair stood on end, forcing out the heat in the hair follicles. Hu Qing's head was like an incense burner.
Her eyes were getting brighter and brighter, she raised her hand to wipe her face, and there was a rustling sound: "Good wine. The first cup is the fierceness of the fire lotus, and the second cup is the coldness of the cold plum. Good wine. The bulk is long. , who made this wine? The internal organs are melted and frosted by this wine. The first and second levels are already so tortured. Wouldn’t it be that the person’s soul is tortured and thrown away.”
The sect master smiled meaningfully: "Do you think this wine only makes you hot or cold? There are nine levels of ice and fire, nine levels of cold and warmth. One level is more powerful than the other. Do you dare to drink the nine levels?"
"What's the point of this? Don't you dare?" Hu patted the table lightly. "Can the Grand Sect Leader still harm me?"
The Grand Sect Leader shook his head: "I can't harm you. It's just that you will lose your composure when you drink this wine. Aren't you afraid of embarrassment?"
Hu Qing was startled and wanted to retreat. She was really afraid of being embarrassed. There are many things about her that cannot be said.
Suddenly she burped, and as she drank more, she blurted out: "Just drink!"
So, the chief sect leader poured her another glass.
Suibu watched coldly to see what this old man was planning. Huh, if you dare to harm Hu Qing, I will release the ice demon!
After the third cup, Hu Qing felt that there was a nasty little person holding a torch and lighting the old house on fire everywhere in his body. It's so hot that I won't be able to survive the night.
Her eyes began to look straight, she spread her legs, drooped her hands, and looked into the air.
After the fourth cup, she put her arms on her knees, bowed her body, covered her face with one hand, and sobbed.
On the fifth cup, she stepped on a stool and jumped to the high roof, running like an ape with her arms hanging on the roof. The big sect leader began to worry that she would tear down his roof.
It’s five times heavy. Otherwise, if you don’t drink it, the effect should be enough.
Unexpectedly, she suddenly jumped down, grabbed the wine jar and took a sip.
With tears streaming down my face.
The eldest sect leader quickly stretched out his hands and carefully caught the wine jar.
Hu Qing squatted on the table, holding the table with both hands, crying.
The eldest sect leader couldn't hold back and asked her: "Why are you crying?"
He wanted to hear some gossip.
Hu Qing cried until her nose twitched, whimpering: "It feels so uncomfortable...it feels so uncomfortable...it's so uncomfortable..."
The sect master moved his buttocks: "Why?"< br>
Hu Qing: "It's difficult...it's too difficult..."
The sect leader moved his butt again: "Why is it so difficult?"
Hu Qing: "God is not a human being... He is not a human being. Ahh..."
The sect leader couldn't help but glance at the sky, and his words were true. Pour the wine and bring it over: "Drink it, you won't feel uncomfortable after drinking it."
Isn't that right? After the seventh cup, Hu Qing didn't feel uncomfortable anymore, but the eldest sect master felt uncomfortable.
She stood on the table and sang loudly: "The rolling waters of the Yangtze River are passing eastward—the rolling waters of the Yangtze River are passing eastward—the rolling waters of the Yangtze River are passing eastward—"
That's the only sentence she repeated over and over again. Not a single word was in tune, and the ending sound was very long, so it was particularly harsh. His arms were swinging around, as if he was imitating someone, but - drawing a tiger-like dog!
Sing until your voice becomes hoarse.
The main sect leader’s face turned green.
That is, he was here. No one dared to break in without him speaking. I don't know how many people were watching outside.
Fortunately he closed the door in time.
Send a message: evacuate the crowd, no one is allowed to come near!
Looking at Hu Qing with disgust, is it so difficult to hear some gossip?
Send a glass of wine: "Drink!"
Hu Qing stared at his hand and drank a drink. She immediately became quiet, slowly climbed down, sat on the ground, grabbed her ankles, and said nothing. If he hadn't kept his eyes open, he would have thought he was asleep.
Or——Fell asleep with your eyes open?
"Hu Qing? Hu Qing?"
Hu Qing turned a deaf ear. His whole person was as indifferent as a stone sculpture, and time turned old above him.
The eldest sect leader felt very anxious and quickly fed her the last cup.
He took a long breath and said, "Don't blame me. It's not easy to get into that place. A normal person would go crazy if he goes in there."
Sunbu: What place? Oh, you tricked Hu Qing into drinking to make her abnormal? Haha - it’s unnecessary, our family is very light, and when it needs to be abnormal, it can be abnormal immediately! I want to see what is difficult to enter!
Hu Qing closed his eyes and fell back.
The sect master picked her up, put her on his shoulders, and cast an invisibility charm on her body. After thinking about it, he used his spiritual consciousness to block it, got up and went out. From his sauntering look, there was no hint that he was carrying a large living person on his shoulders.
Put up a barrier and pretend there are people inside. The eldest sect master flew slowly and headed towards Sky City.
As soon as Silk Bu looked at Sky City, he knew it must be related to those drawings.
He went inside and disappeared in it three or five times. He walked through the secret passage for a long time and finally stopped.
An ordinary secret room.
Sui Bu memorized the route he took and wondered why he was standing at the door and not going in. The secret room is not big and there is nothing in it. It's not so much a secret room as it is a useless space squeezed out by the structure next to it. Approximately enough for storing debris.
Hu Qing was lifted up by the sect master with spiritual power, put in, and lay flat on the ground.
Then he closed the door of the machine outside the house. That place became a smooth wall without any flaws. Turn around and leave. Go back and heat up the food, don't waste it.
In the secret room, Hu Qing was still drunk.
The silk cloth said: "Hu Qing, Hu Qing——"
Suddenly a burst of darkness hit, and suddenly there was a flash of mysterious light.
Before Silk Bu could react, he was pulled into the space by his other half.
He hurriedly went out, but couldn't get out, as if the space turned into a real world and trapped him.
Wandering around anxiously. Thinking of the Ice Demon, I immediately looked for him and found him in the octagonal building. I saw him sitting lazily in a large armchair lined with white fur, holding the drawings elegantly and looking at them.
"Ice Demon! Why are you so lazy! Do you know something happened to Hu Qing!" Silk Bu shouted anxiously, wanting to strangle the Ice Demon's neck.
Ice Demon lazily raised his eyes: "Don't be anxious. It's not a bad thing."
Silk Cloth: "Do you know what's going on?"
The Ice Demon was still not in a hurry: "You should have seen it, think about it again." (End of Chapter)