Chapter 316 Spirit Wine

After a long time, the muffled sound on Chaoyang Peak finally stopped. Tang Guyue finally stopped ** Duan Fan, and Duan Fan finally got rid of it.

At this time, Duan Fan was almost inhuman shape, and there were no bruises all over his body. Traces of blood flowed out of his whole body, and even his clothes had already become a few pieces of cloth, hanging sparsely on his body, and his appearance was worse than that of a beggars.

But Duan Fan is still stubborn, and his mouth is still cursing.

"Dead old man, today's hatred, I remember that it won't be long before I will beat you as an old pig."

"Haha, I'm waiting for you to beat me into an old pig's head, but before that, your boy will definitely be beaten into a pig's head countless times."

"Bulls, I just left my hand. If I do my best, I will definitely beat you old man. I'm just kind-hearted and don't want you to burp so early.

"Ho, you don't have any other skills, but this ability to brag is first-class!"

"Hmm, believe it!"

......

Duan Fan and Tang Guyue quarreled and sat down at a jade round table.

Tang Guyue took off the wine gourd on his waist and threw it to Duan Fan. Boy, my old man's gourd spirit wine is configured with 999 kinds of elixirs, which is infinitely used. It can not only improve your cultivation, but also remove the dark wounds on your body and leave no worries. It's already a great opportunity for you to take a sip of you.

"Oc's it, you've said so much nonsense, don't you just want my elixir?"

Duan Fan glanced at Tang Guyue angrily and didn't bother to pay attention to the stingy old man. He opened the gourd plug and opened his mouth and poured it up.

Suddenly, Duan Fan only felt a sweet liquor enter his lower abdomen. At first, he didn't feel anything, but not long after, Duan Fan only felt a fierce heat emanating from his lower abdomen and stringing in his body's meridians.

This fierce heat flowed through his whole body, and Duan Fan only felt that his whole body became extremely comfortable, as if someone was massaging himself.

Not only that, but even the bruises on Duan Fan's body disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye. The wound on his body began to heal, scab and was recovering quickly.

At the time of just a cup of tea, Duan Fan's body surface could not see any injury at all, and even the internal injury suffered by Duan Fan recovered.

"Hey, this old man Tang is also idle. He gave me a meal if he had nothing to do, and then gave me such a good spiritual wine to drink. Hey, why? Can't you just give me this spiritual wine?"

Duan Fan shook his head helplessly and poured a big mouthful of spiritual wine.

Cough!

This time was poured too fiercely, and the spirit wine was suddenly poured into Duan Fan's nasal cavity, which made Duan Fan cough, his face turned red, and he did not drink a mouthful of spiritual wine.

"Kid, you can't drink my old man's spiritual wine casually. You just took a sip, which is already your boy's limit. If you still want to drink it, the consequences will not be what your boy can bear."

Tang Guyue sat opposite Duan Fan with a joking face, her eyes full of smiles, and there was a trace of imperceptible admiration in her eyes.

After coughing for a while, Duan Fan finally recovered, threw the wine gourd into Tang Guye's hand, and asked helplessly, "Old man, your spiritual wine is really strange. Every time I want to take a second sip, I still choked myself. What's going on? Is this you old boy? Do you want to make trouble?

"Hey, this can't be said, can't be said." Tang Guyue gently brushed her beard and looked mysterious.

But in Duan Fan's view, he was full of cheapness. Duan Fan couldn't wait to punch Tang Guyue's old face. However, think about Tang Guyue's strength that can completely defeat his own strength, and think about it, so as not to be beaten by the old man Tang Guyue again.

"I, who the hell are you? Your strength is definitely not a dragon, and you can never be an unknown old man?" Duan Fan looked at Tang Guyue with burning eyes.

In fact, he has always wanted to know Tang Guyue's identity, but Tang Guyue's old man is very tight-mouthed and has always been unwilling to say his identity. Duan Fan asked others, but others did not know, which made Duan Fan very confused.

With the strength of Tang Guyu, it is impossible to have no reputation at all in the Qingxu Gate, and it is impossible that no one knows him. Otherwise, Tang Guyue is not from the Qingxu family.

In fact, except for some core personnel in Qingxu Gate, almost a large number of people do not know the existence of Tang Guyue, let alone that Tang Guyue is a strong man in the realm of saints and the patron saint of Qingxumen.

Tang Guyue has not left Qingxufeng for nearly 5,000 years. He has rarely met people for 5,000 years. Of course, the disciples of Qing Xuzong have gradually forgotten this once powerful ancestor of Qingxu.

Duan Fan must be unable to find out anything about Tang Guyue's identity.

"Old man, I'm a small handyman in the medicine field in Qingxu Gate. How many times have I told you? Why do you still ask?" Tang Guyue took a sip of wine and smiled disapprovingly.

"Old man."

Duan Fan scolded secretly, and he also understood that if Tang Guyue wanted to tell Duan Fan his identity, Tang Guyue would naturally say that if he didn't want to, even if Duan Fan broke the casserole and asked to the end, Tang Guyue would not say it.

"Well, it's getting late. It's time for me to go back."

Tang Guyue suddenly stood up and shook her clothes. A burst of dust scattered, which scared Duan Fan to leave Tang Guyue immediately.

"Old man, how many tens of thousands of years have you not taken a shower?"

"Bathing?" Tang Guyue was stunned, "Well, it seems that it's been many years. Hey, I can't remember it too clearly. But there is nothing more. Even if I don't take a shower all my life, my body is quite clean.

With that, he shook his clothes again, and there was another gust of smoke and dust, and Duan Fan quickly ran away.

"Hey."

Tang Guyue smiled proudly, and her body flashed and disappeared on the Chaoyang Peak.

"Old Tang, who the hell are you?"

Duan Fan looked at Tang Guyue's figure gradually moving away and muttered, and he was extremely curious about Tang Guyue's identity. Although he can't see Tang Guyue's real cultivation, his strength will never be low, at least on the legendary realm, or the peerless strongman in the king's realm.

may also be an ancestor of Qingxu.

"Nanther, anyway, old Tang has no heart to harm me, so why should I worry? Just look at it calmly." Duan Fan shook his head and walked to the hall where he lived.

But Duan Fan didn't go far, but an angry rebuke came from his face.

"Bastard, do you have any shame in playing hooligans in broad daylight?"

"Well!"

Duan Fan scratched his scalp and looked doubtfully at the girl in white who had flown far away. Sister Xinyue, why did you run away when you saw me? I have recently become a top magic power. Would you like to discuss it in detail and have an in-depth exchange with Sister Xinyue?

"Oh, Sister Xinyue, where are you going? Don't go out of Chaoyang Peak. Remember that you are still my maid. Without my order, you will be punished if you leave Chaoyang Peak without my permission!"

"Get out!"

In the distance, it turned out that Jiang Xinyue was extremely angry and coquettished.

"Hahaha!"

Duan Fan laughed, shook his clothes with only a few pieces of cloth left, and proudly entered his closed secret room.

"Hey, it's also a very pleasant thing to flirt and flirt with Xiaoyue." Back in the secret room, Duan Fan couldn't help laughing.

I don't know when Duan Fan fell in love with flirting with Jiang Xinyue.

Maybe it's because Jiang Xinyue and Meng Ningxue are somewhat similar, or maybe it's because of Jiang Xinyue's cold personality, Duan Fan has a strange idea to drop Jiang Xinyue from the high goddess to the mortal world.

Anyway, Duan Fan's feelings for Jiang Xinyue are much better.

If Jiang Xinyue knows that Duan Fan's perception of her is getting better and better, I'm afraid he will be furious, right?

Jiang Xinyue was originally going to put on a high posture in front of Duan Fan, ignored Duan Fan and wanted Duan Fan to drive her away from Chaoyang Peak.

But I didn't expect it to be counterproductive. Now that Duan Fan does not leave Chaoyang Peak for a day, Jiang Xinyue may have to stay on Chaoyang Peak as a maid for Duan Fan.

At this time, the wind thunder also followed Duan Fan into the secret room, and suddenly climbed onto Duan Fan and began to sleep.

"Little thing."

Duan Fan touched the small brain of the wind thunder, and the wind thunder turned over with enjoyment.

In a few months, the size of the wind thunder was not long at all, but the power in the wind thunder's body became bigger and bigger, and even Duan Fan sometimes felt frightened.

Duan Fan was worried that one day the wind and thunder would not be able to control the huge force in his body and explode and die.

Although Duan Fan has not been with Fenglei for a long time, he has fallen deeply in love with this little guy, and he has to worry about Fenglei.

"Maybe it's time to find an opportunity to wake up Xuanyuan Zhantian." Duan Fan's eyes gradually became deeper. If Duan Fan remembers correctly, it won't be long before that happened.

At that time, Duan Fan really didn't know how to face Xuanyuan Zhantian.

Although Duan Fan didn't say anything, he had regarded Xuanyuan Zhantian as a master in his heart. He really didn't want to create any estrangement with Xuanyuan Zhantian.

Duan Fan has not awakened Xuanyuan Zhantian after entering the Central Shenzhou for so long, and he is also unwilling to face the hurdle in his heart, because he really doesn't know how to choose.

It's just that time has passed bit by bit. Even if Duan Fan doesn't make a choice, it seems impossible!