He took several deep breaths, and finally put his hands on the wine jar. Feng Yunmo said "Hey" and pushed his stretched out hand: "You want to drink, this is the last time you let us

The top-grade wine that is delivered will have to wait for three more days before it can be opened and the taste will be mellow."

"If you want to drink it, of course you want to drink it. You don't have to drink it. I can smell it. This is an extraordinary, high-quality wine. This is the most fragrant and fragrant wine I have ever smelled."

When he said "I've smelled it", Jiang Yaoshen shrank his nose again, rubbed his palms together, and wished he could snatch the hand Feng Yunmo was holding and drink it all in one breath.

However, the God of Ginger Medicine relies on his credibility to win the world's strongest men to rush to this mountain to seek medicine.

In today's world, there is another Medicine God elsewhere. That Medicine God is superior to the Ginger Medicine God in every aspect. However, that Medicine God is very unpopular and unpopular.

Because the other Medicine God has a weird temper, is not easy to take care of, and does not visit visitors for many years. Therefore, many people will give up the idea of ​​seeking medicine from her, so they take the quick way and go directly to the Ginger Medicine God with a wine tasting.

Only then did Jiang Yaoshen’s Medicine Temple look like what it is today.

Now that the wine is in front of him, Jiang Yaoshen still has a little bit of self-control. He pointed to the fine wine in Feng Yunmo's hand: "What do you want me to do for you? Just say, as long as I can do it, I will definitely do it."

Do your best.”

"The Restoration Pill can be returned to you, but if anyone asks for the Restoration Pill with wine, you must grit your teeth and say that you can't make this kind of medicine." Feng Yunmo tilted her head and whispered in Jiang Yaoshen's ear.

Light way.

The Ginger Medicine God frowned, shook his head and said: "No, no, everyone knows that I, the Ginger Medicine God, can refine the most amazing medicines in the world. If I can't even refine the most basic elixir, then how can I be considered a Medicine God?"

"

"Chi!" Feng Yunmo flicked his left hand, and the wine disappeared in front of Jiang Yao Shen.

Jiang Yaoshen's eyes widened anxiously: "Where's the wine?"

"Of course it was put back in my space." Feng Yunmo put his hands behind his back.

"That's my wine." Jiang Yaoshen held Feng Yunmo's hand, shook her arm, and murmured to himself: "I change, I change, I change, quickly bring out my wine."

"Change you." Feng Yunmo raised his hand and slapped Jiang Yaoshen's head hard. He rolled his eyes and said, "I can give you another chance."

"What chance?"

"Come here, give me your ears, listen carefully..." Feng Yunmo stretched out and pulled Jiang Yaoshen's ears over. Her lips moved and her voice was as low as a mosquito. And Jiang

The Medicine God sometimes frowned and sometimes raised his eyebrows. After Feng Yunmo finished speaking, he nodded: "Okay, I can still reluctantly agree to this method."

"Then these are mine." Feng Yunmo pointed to all the elixirs in his alchemy room. These elixirs all have magical effects and will definitely come in handy in the future.

The God of Ginger Medicine looked around, shook his head and waved his hand and said: "No, no, these are the medicines I have refined for other people seeking medicine. You have taken them away, so what can I do to deliver them?"

"Then when are you going to give me the elixir you promised me?" Feng Yunmo raised an eyebrow.

"I, I, I, I..."

"Don't, you, you, you, you..." Feng Yunmo interrupted Jiang Yaoshen's words: "You are so trustworthy to those who ask for medicine, but to me, in just a moment, you will
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