"It looks like this banquet won't end anytime soon. Let's continue eating and drinking."
Qiao Mo was so worried that he asked Lin Bai: "Lin Bai, is your injury okay?"
Lin Bai smiled: "It's an old problem. Although it can't be cured, it won't kill you."
Qiao Mo whispered: "When we return to the sect, let the elders in the sect take a closer look. Maybe they have any ideas?"
"Let's talk about it after we return to the sect."
Lin Bai picked up the wine glass and took a sip.
The wine in the glass was smooth and mellow, but Lin Bai always felt that something was missing.
Immediately.
Lin Bai suddenly thought that Chen Yule still owed him wine, so he smiled and shouted to Chen Yule: "Brother Chen, where is the dragon blood wine you owe me?"
Just now, Lin Bai showed off his power so much that the disciples of the five families and seven sects did not dare to underestimate Lin Bai.
At this moment, Lin Bai spoke and once again attracted the attention of the audience.
Chen Yule said with a smile: "I have already ordered people to prepare it, but the brewing of dragon blood wine in Shenxian Tower is extremely complicated. I searched all over Shenxian Tower and managed to make just a hundred jars. Now I have paid attention to it.
It happened to the elders in the family, and they started making wine from their wine cellar."
"We'll have it all together soon."
Lin Bai sighed silently, looking lonely.
Yi Song rolled his eyes at this moment, interjected, and said with a smile: "What? Brother Chen still owes Brother Lin wine? This is unreasonable. The holy son of the Chen family in the imperial capital actually refuses to pay back the debt?"
"Brother Lin, I will help you with this matter."
"Tomorrow I will find a few Confucian and Taoist masters to write a few good articles and distribute them to every corner of the imperial capital. Let the warriors of the imperial capital see that the Holy Son of the Chen family has not paid back his debts, and his reputation will be ruined!"
"Hahaha."
Chen Yule heard that Yi Song was making fun of him, so he could only smile bitterly without saying anything.
Huang Qingyun, the saint of the Holy Lotus Palace, smiled and said at this moment: "Yisong, you are too damaged."
(End of chapter)
Chapter completed!