"Come on, two little brothers, I'll give you a cup."

In an exquisite courtyard, the water was gurgling and green vines covered the sky. More than a dozen beautiful maids around him took turns serving the dishes. Xing Wujiang changed his previous indifference and raised his bronze wine glass and said.

This courtyard is a hidden space, surrounded by numerous barriers to guard it. Apart from the maids who serve the food, there are only Xing Wujiang, Long Chen and Mo Nian here.

"Thank you, Lord City, for your kindness. If it weren't for Lord City, I'm afraid my brothers wouldn't be able to take it. This cup should be our respect for you." Long Chen hurriedly stood up, and Mo Nian also stood up.

Xing Wujiang waved his hand and said, "Sit down, why don't you? Today you can give me a sigh of anger. I have to thank you. If you respect me, call me Lao Xing or Brother Wujiang."

Seeing Xing Wujiang being so generous, Long Chen was not polite and raised his glass and said, "Brother Wujiang, this cup, we two brothers respect you."

"Haha, OK!"

Xing Wujiang raised his glass and drank it in one gulp, and Long Chen also dries it in one gulp, and Mo Nian immediately coughed violently.

"I'll go, this wine... cough cough..." Mo Nian didn't expect the wine to be so violent, like magma entering his throat, choking him so hard that tears were about to fall.

Seeing Mo Nian look like this, Xing Wujiang laughed: "This wine is as strong as fire and enters the throat like a knife. Although it is not very delicious, it makes people feel happy.

Little brother, the nature of wine is like human nature. It seems that you are different from me and Long Chen. We are all reckless men, but your mind must be much more delicate than ours."

Mo Nian said a little unhappy: "Brother Wujiang, do you mean that I am not straightforward enough?"

"Hahaha, how could it be? Long Chen and I have similar personalities, are too emotional, are not rational enough, and are prone to make mistakes.

Brother Long Chen has you by his side, which just can make up for his shortcomings in this regard. The eldest brother is not very good at speaking. If you feel uncomfortable, the eldest brother will punish him for a glass of himself and apologize to you." Xing Wujiang poured himself a bowl of wine and drank it in one sip.

Mo Nian suddenly felt a little embarrassed. It was not that he was really unhappy, but that he got used to it with Long Chen and spoke very casually. Seeing Xing Wujiang punishing himself, he quickly poured one cup and stuffed it into a mouthful.

He obviously didn't like this kind of wine, but Mo Nian still held back the burning like flames in his throat and forced the sip of wine to suffocate.

"Good brother"

Seeing Mo Nian like this, Xing Wujiang patted Mo Nian's shoulder hard. Perhaps it was because of years of loneliness, he suddenly had two friends, which moved him very much.

The most important thing is that neither Long Chen nor Mo Nian felt any restraint because of his cultivation and status, nor did he keep a distance or get close to him because of these. With the two of them, he seemed to have returned to the era of high spirits when he was young.

"Dry"

The three of them raised their glasses at the same time, said nothing, exchanged their eyes and shouted at the same time.

"Hahaha, it's satisfying, it's not so satisfying for many years, it's so refreshing." After drinking the strong wine, Xing Wujiang laughed like thunder.

"Happy? Pain and happiness? Who invented this word, it's so appropriate." Mo Nian curled his lips.

Seeing that Long Chen and Xing Wujiang were drinking happily, he was a strong man, so how could he weaken his might? Not to mention strong alcohol, he had to drink even poison.

Seeing Mo Nian's expression, Long Chen's eyes rolled and he looked at Mo Nian with sympathy and said:

"If you can't drink it, don't drink it. Brother Wujiang and I will not blame you."

"What are you saying? What does it mean to not drink?" Mo Nian was furious.

Long Chen hurriedly apologized: "No, no, no, I'm wrong. I mean, the taste of this wine is not particularly good. I'll change you a good wine."

After Long Chen finished speaking, he took out a delicate small jar. Seeing Long Chen's movement, Mo Nian's eyes lit up, but he pretended to be careless and said:

"Actually, I can control whether it is a strong or a soft wine. It doesn't matter whether it is a strong wine or not.

Brother Wujiang, you don’t know that Long Chen, the fine wine in his hand, is the best treasure in the world. I promise you must have never drunk it.”

After Mo Nian said this, Xing Wujiang suddenly became interested. At this time, Long Chen was pouring wine for Mo Nian. Mo Nian pointed to the glass of Chinese wine and said:

"Brother, look, this wine is golden in color and thick as honey. It is the world-famous pear blossom nectar wine, fragrant in the mouth, with a strong impact in the softness. That feeling... cannot be described in words."

"Okay, don't fool me. There is a special way to drink this wine. You can give Brother Wujiang a sample first." Long Chen said.

Mo Nian saw that the opportunity to show off had come, especially dozens of beautiful maids around him looked at him. He suddenly felt energetic, picked up the wine glass, and said with a smile:

"Watering this kind of wine requires a moment of entry, two moments of entry into the throat, three moments of entry into the abdomen, and clearly the rhythm must be clear, not fast or slow. Only in this way can we experience the hedge between softness and hardness. Brother Wujiang, I am showing off my ugly appearance."

After Mo Nian finished speaking, he gave the wine glass and poured a glass of wine into his mouth. He didn't notice the smirk on Long Chen's face at all.

Xing Wujiang looked quietly. He was a man who loved wine. When he heard that the wine was so magical, he couldn't help but feel curious.

But the moment Mo Nian poured a glass of wine into his mouth, his face was wrong. Mo Nian's previous calmness turned into surprise, and when he looked at Long Chen, his eyes were about to protrude.

Then his face turned from white to green, from green to black, from black to red, not only blushed, but also his neck turned red.

"sharp"

Xing Wujiang saw Mo Nian's face change a lot, and he couldn't help but be amazed. He had never seen a kind of wine that had such magical effects.

Just as Xing Wujiang was waiting for Mo Nian to perform next, the second instant entered his throat and the third instant entered his abdomen, Mo Nian's body shook, and a terrifying heat wave swept across the world.

Mo Nian suddenly grabbed Long Chen's neck and cursed: "I trust you so much, you actually fooled me."

Every time Mo Nian said a word, flames would spew out of her mouth. Long Chen could only turn his face away and prevent the flame from burning him.

"Brother, listen to my explanation. I might have taken the wrong wine." Long Chen smiled, but the smirk on his face didn't seem to have taken the wrong one.

Xing Wujiang then realized that Mo Nian was fooled by Long Chen and couldn't help laughing. Even the maids around him could not help but laugh. They could not imagine that the genius who was hosting a banquet for the city lord was actually a pair of children's treasures.

“Huhhhhhhhhhh…”

Mo Nian knew that he had been trapped and took more than a dozen breaths in a row before the flame in his mouth disappeared. He said angrily:

"Good boy, you're ruthless, I remember you."

"Don't, I've said it, this is a mistake. Look, these two jars are exactly the same, I didn't pay attention to the label." Long Chen smiled and filled Mo Nian with a smile. Mo Nian learned to be smart this time. He smelled it first and then tried it after confirming that it was not a pitfall.

However, I have to admire Mo Nian's psychological quality. After confirming that the wine is correct, I returned to my previous confident appearance and directly performed a "three moments".

When Xing Wujiang drank a glass of Long Chen's strong wine, he couldn't help but feel moved:

"This wine... comes from the Dionysian Palace?"
Chapter completed!