The game starts with escaping from the famine and flipping the table

If you are not drunk, everyone will get drunk!

Yu Shuheng took a deep breath, intoxicatedly sniffing the intoxicating aroma of wine in the air, but his eyes were filled with resentment as he looked straight at Su Xiaoya. He muttered to himself, "How can this be like family? They don't even let their family taste such a good thing first."

Bai Yiyi and Yu Wenxuanyu on the side also stared at Su Xiaoya with sharp eyes, and the burning gaze seemed to see through her.

Sure enough, there is no man who doesn’t like drinking, even if he is just a teenager.

Facing the expectant gazes of the crowd, Su Xiaoya was very quick and decisive. Without saying a word, she took off three small and exquisite Qiankun gourds from her body. She raised her jade hand and threw one to Yu Shuheng, and then threw one to Bai Yiyi and Yu Wenyu respectively.

Yu Shuheng and the other two quickly reached out to catch the gourd as if they had found a treasure, and their faces instantly blossomed with ecstatic smiles. They couldn't wait to pull out the stopper and took a big gulp.

In an instant, a mellow and soft liquid slid down the throat like silk, like a feast for the taste buds. The sweet taste spread in the mouth, like the blooming of spring flowers and the breeze of summer, intoxicating and leaving an endless aftertaste.

The delicious taste of this fine wine is like the sound of nature, playing a wonderful symphony on the tip of the tongue. Its mellowness seems to be the precipitation of years, containing endless stories and emotions; its softness is like a gentle caress, making people feel extremely comfortable and cozy.

Yu Shuheng smacked his lips and praised it endlessly: "It is indeed a delicacy! The taste of this wine is simply indescribable. It seems to make people forget all their worries and immerse themselves in this wonderful taste."

Bai Yiyi and Yu Wenyu also looked very happy, nodding their heads in praise. Their eyes were full of satisfaction and intoxication, as if they had been conquered by the charm of this fine wine.

However, Bai Yiyi sniffed carefully and felt that the aroma of Xuan Ming and Ji Meng's wine was different from that of the three of them.

Bai Yiyi looked up and was about to ask, when he saw Ji Meng staring at him, with the empty wine glass in Ji Meng's hand already in front of him.

Uh!

Bai Yiyi looked at Ji Meng in confusion, and the words he was about to ask Su Xiaoya got stuck in his throat. What does Ji Meng, the demon saint, mean by this?

Ji Meng was speechless when he saw Bai Yiyi looking at him stupidly. Aren't all the nine-tailed foxes very smart? What's wrong with this little guy in front of him? Why is he so stupid?

Xuan Ming was standing by and watching Ji Meng and Bai Yi staring at each other. His mouth curled up and his eyes were full of smiles. These two were so funny!

Ji Meng stared at Bai Yiyi for a long time, not knowing what was wrong with Bai Yiyi. He didn't even pour him a glass of wine for a long time. Was he stupid? Or stupid? Or stupid!

There was nothing he could do. Ji Meng's mouth twitched, but his obsession with fine wine prevailed: "Little fox, pour me a glass of your wine."

call!

Bai Yiyi pouted, and no matter how reluctant he was, he had to pour a glass of the wine in the small gourd for Ji Meng. He was pretending to be stupid, but who knew that Ji Meng the Demon Saint really wanted wine over his life!

Bai Yiyi knew that the wine Su Xiaoya gave him was the best wine he had ever drunk in his thousands of years of life. The key point was that after drinking the wine, he clearly felt the thunder contained in the wine. If he didn't give it to Ji Meng, he would lose face; if he gave it to Ji Meng, he didn't know if the remaining soul of Ji Meng could withstand it.

Oh! I really don’t want to give it to you!

But, alas!

That's it.

Ji Meng, the demon saint, is now left with only a remnant soul, and this is also for Qingyuan Star. It is impossible for someone to fight for Qingyuan Star but not even get a glass of wine.

However, I can only give you this one cup, there is no more. I hope that with the strength of Ji Meng Yaosheng, I can withstand this cup of wine! Bai Yiyi quickly put the cork in and carefully put the gourd in his arms.

Ji Meng ignored Bai Yiyi's little action. With the wine in hand, he wanted to savor it carefully.

Just when Ji Meng was about to take back the wine to taste, Su Xiaoya stopped him directly: "Wait a moment. Ji Meng, you can't drink this glass of wine."

Su Xiaoya was so anxious. She didn't expect Bai Yiyi to really give the wine to Ji Meng. You know, the wine Su Xiaoya gave to Bai Yiyi and the other two was the 10,000-year-old purple thunder wine. It was specially made to restrain all evil spirits, including ghosts and demons.

Today, Ji Meng and Xuan Ming are just residual souls, residual souls!

If a residual soul drinks the ten thousand year old purple thunder brew, what’s the difference between that and suicide?

Xuan Ming was watching the show from the side, but after hearing what Su Xiaoya said, he couldn't help but look at Ji Meng. Is there something wrong with this wine?

Xuan Ming didn't think that Su Xiaoya was stingy and didn't let Ji Meng drink, so the problem must be the wine.

Wine?

Xuanming looked at Ji Meng, "Remnant soul, that's the bad thing, all six senses have declined." Xuanming still felt a little sad, the hero's end!

Ji Meng didn't drink, but he didn't give it back to Bai Yiyi. He just took a deep breath. "Uh, Nine-turn Heavenly Thunder Bamboo!"

Ji Meng looked at Su Xiaoya meaningfully. This girl is not simple. She even has the Nine-turn Heavenly Thunder Bamboo, which is more than ten thousand years old.

"Yes!" Su Xiaoya was relieved. Ji Meng's reputation for good wine was indeed true. Just by smelling it, one could discover the secret recipe. That was good. Now, as long as Ji Meng didn't "commit suicide", everything would be fine. As for deciphering the formula of the Ten Thousand Years Purple Thunder Brew, that was not a big deal. She didn't rely on selling wine to make money to support her family.

Ji Meng smiled, shook the wine glass, closed his eyes, and calmly smelled the aroma of the wine. Although it was not as accurate as tasting, it was almost accurate and he could make a rough analysis.

However, Ji Meng frowned. Could it be that he made a wrong judgment? This, this is unlikely!

Ji Meng shook the glass again, allowing the wine to collide with each other and stimulate a richer aroma.

This time, Ji Meng was stunned. He looked at Su Xiaoya in disbelief, "There are hibiscus leaves in here?"

Hibiscus tree!

This is not an ordinary tree, but a legendary sacred tree!

The Fusang tree is the companion tree of the Golden Crow, and contains endless mysterious power and ancient legends.

It is said that this Fusang tree is the habitat of the ten sons of the demon king Di Jun, the Golden Crow. On the vast Qingyuan Star, there is only one such magical Fusang tree, and it grows in the distant Tang Valley of the East China Sea. There are clouds and mists there, and the spiritual energy is abundant, just like a fairyland.

However, what is extremely surprising is that this person named Su Xiaoya actually has hibiscus leaves and uses them to make wine.

No one knows how she got this extremely precious leaf. Did she go deep into the dangerous and inaccessible Donghai Tanggu? Or did she get this hibiscus leaf through some unknown adventure?

Except for Yu Shuheng and Yu Wenjianyu, the rest of the people were full of curiosity and doubts about Su Xiaoya, and they all speculated about the secrets hidden in it...

Yu Shuheng was not surprised. With the system in hand, what kind of treasures could Su Xiaoya not get? As long as Su Xiaoya had enough points, she could even covet a planet.

Yu Wenyu didn't taste the wine. There was nothing he could do. He was too young when his elder brother tricked him down the mountain. He hadn't learned much knowledge and hadn't seen much of the world. So now he had to start all over again.

Su Xiaoya didn't say anything, just smiled and nodded. She was actually about to cry. It was a crime to possess a treasure. She was careless. These wines should not be taken out casually. Who knew that there was a drunkard here who could tell the recipe just by smelling it.

Just, I feel tired.

The Ten Thousand Year Old Purple Thunder Wine brewed by Su Xiaoya is made using more than a dozen spiritual plants containing thunder spiritual power, such as fairy apricots, hibiscus leaves, nine-turn sky thunder bamboo, and cave grass, in combination with spiritual spring water.

The immortal apricot, hibiscus leaf, nine-turn sky thunder bamboo, and cave grass, which contain thunder spirit power, are all rare treasures. Not to mention that the immortal apricot and hibiscus wood are two of the ten great innate spiritual roots in the prehistoric world, ranking seventh and eighth respectively.

Su Xiaoya understands the principle of being guilty of possessing a treasure.

However, Su Xiaoya was unwilling to not give away the good stuff to her friends in a dangerous place. Who knows what kind of dangers there will be in this forbidden place?

Therefore, Su Xiaoya prepared a fairy wine for everyone that can assist everyone in the forbidden land. The ten great innate spiritual roots of the prehistoric world are definitely outside the seal of the forbidden land.

The ten innate spiritual roots in the ancient times are ranked as follows: Green Lotus, Peach, Ginseng Fruit, Yellow Plum, Bitter Bamboo, Gourd Vine, Fairy Apricot, Hibiscus, Green Willow, and Laurel.

Su Xiaoya gave Xuanming and Ji Meng the Five Blessings and Longevity Wine, in which the ginseng fruit is one of the ten great innate spiritual roots in the prehistoric world. It has the effect of increasing lifespan and reviving the dead. It is a top-level healing wine that has a warming effect on residual souls.

The ten thousand year old purple thunder brew given to Bai Yiyi and the other two has the effect of breaking all illusions and specifically restraining all evil spirits, including ghosts and demons.

Xuanming and Ji Meng were both well-informed and naturally knew what the ten great innate spiritual roots of the prehistoric world represented. Although they were very curious about why a little human child like Su Xiaoya could possess the ten great innate spiritual roots of the prehistoric world, they appreciated the fact that the little girl gave them the Five Blessings and Hundred Longevity Wine without hesitation.

It’s a pity that their remaining souls can’t hold on for much longer. They can only hope to live a few more days and protect the little girl for a few more days!

For a moment, the raft fell into silence again.

At this time, Su Xiaoya rummaged through her storage bag (actually, she let the system exchange one by one), took out two wooden hairpins, and handed them to Xuan Ming and Ji Meng.

Feeling the rich vitality on the wooden hairpin, Xuan Ming and Ji Meng were stunned: "Is this a wooden hairpin made from the Ten Thousand Years Soul Nurturing Wood?"

"Yes!"

Su Xiaoya presented another innocent smile.

Xuan Ming and Ji Meng wanted to say something, but seeing Su Xiaoya's smile, they silently swallowed the thank you that they were about to say. Such a treasure could not be expressed by just two words of thank you.

Anyway, in the witch god trial place, if their two residual souls live a few more days, they can give them more guidance and protect the little girl for a few more days. If they really encounter uncontrollable danger, their two residual souls will still have some lethality if they explode.

Since the two had already decided to protect Su Xiaoya to the death, they would no longer refuse the priceless treasures Su Xiaoya gave them. Anyway, the more solidified their residual souls were, the higher their strength would be, the longer they would live, and the more help they could give to Su Xiaoya.

Bai Yiyi and Yu Wenxuanyu have become numb.

Anyway, Su Xiaoya had too many natural treasures. Therefore, the two of them had gone from being shocked at first to being calm now.

Yu Shuheng was not surprised at all. Are you kidding? Su Xiaoya has a system. As long as she has enough points, what rare treasures can't she exchange for?

It's another lemony day!

Oh oh oh!

Yu Shuheng felt that sooner or later he would be jealous to death.

The raft suddenly became quiet, and the atmosphere seemed extremely warm. Just as everyone was immersed in the tranquility and beauty of the moment, Ji Meng magically got a bamboo tube from somewhere.

He skillfully poured the wine in the cup in his hand directly into the bamboo tube, and then carefully hung the bamboo tube full of wine around his waist.

"Ugh!" Su Xiaoya, who was standing by, was shocked when she saw this. She widened her eyes, her face full of astonishment, and she had no idea what Ji Meng's action meant.

Could it be that he was planning to drink up the ten thousand year old purple thunder brew in one breath at the last moment when his remaining soul was about to dissipate?

Thinking of this, Su Xiaoya thought to herself: This is too crazy! He is drinking to his heart's content even if he is determined to die!

Perhaps, this is the carefree nature of a drunkard.

Alas! This is a thousand-year-old purple thunder brew, which can directly destroy ordinary residual souls. This is because Ji Meng is a demon saint, much more powerful than ordinary residual souls, otherwise, just smelling it would make the residual soul unstable.

But, he is the fairy of wine.

Zhizhang rides a horse like a boat, and falls into a well and sleeps at the bottom of the water. Ruyang drinks three cups of wine before he looks up to the sky. On the road, he sees a koji cart and his mouth is drooling. He wishes he could move to Jiuquan. Zuo Xiang spends ten thousand dollars every day, drinking like a whale sucking hundreds of rivers, and he holds a cup of wine and calls himself a saint to avoid the wise. Zong Zhi is a handsome and unrestrained young man, raising his cup and looking up at the blue sky, as bright as a jade tree in the wind. Su Jin fasts in front of the embroidered Buddha for a long time, and often likes to escape from Zen when drunk. Li Bai drinks hundreds of poems, and sleeps in a wine house in Chang'an. The emperor calls him but he doesn't get on the boat, claiming that he is a wine immortal. Zhang Xu drinks three cups of wine, takes off his hat and exposes his head in front of the king, and writes on the paper like clouds and smoke. Jiao Sui becomes outstanding after five cups of wine, and his eloquent speech amazes the four tables.

Thinking about the free and easy attitude of the Eight Immortals in "Song of the Eight Immortals Drinking", Su Xiaoya felt that she seemed to understand Ji Meng's mood at this moment.

After a moment's silence, Su Xiaoya sighed softly and reached out from her waist again to take out two small and exquisite Qiankun gourds.

Although these two small gourds look small and exquisite, they are actually full of mysteries.

Su Xiaoya walked slowly to Xuan Ming and Ji Meng, and handed the two gourds of Ten Thousand Year Old Purple Thunder Wine to them respectively.

Xuan Ming and Ji Meng looked at each other and saw the emotions in each other's eyes.

In times of crisis, the loyalty of an official is revealed; in times of chaos, the loyal and good are recognized; they sacrifice their lives to repay their ancestors and die for the sake of the stars.

All the heroic spirit that once existed seemed to have been aroused.

At this moment, the air around them seemed to freeze, and time seemed to stop passing. Everyone was quietly watching everything in front of them, their hearts filled with emotion...