The Medicine King was brewing wine when he sensed Xiao Hei's connection, and a slight sense of joy welled up in his heart.
They made you live with Haotian, how awful! I've never even lived with him, you deserve to be beaten.
This was just what he was thinking; he shouldn't have said that to Xiao Hei.
So he said: They didn't sell him any alcohol.
Little Black breathed a sigh of relief...
Medicine King: But he came to find me.
Xiao Hei took a breath...
Xiao Hei: What does he want from you? Didn't you refuse to sell him any alcohol?
Medicine King: He's taken on a disciple and wants some gifts from me...
Xiao Hei breathed a sigh of relief again.
After all, this concerns the safety of his own dragon body.
Haotian won't beat him to death, but it will definitely hurt a lot.
Medicine King: But he asked me for wine as a gift.
Xiao Hei took another breath.
He then yelled: "Can't you just finish your sentence in one breath? Do you want Haotian to beat you up?!"
Xiao Hei already felt that he was being teased by the Medicine King.
Seeing this, the Medicine King simply stopped teasing.
With a stern expression and earnest tone, he contacted Xiao Hei and said: He took all my alcohol... enough to get him drunk at least three times.
Xiao Hei: I */-/@#￥￥%.
In the end, Xiao Hei sadly ended the contact.
However, the Medicine King's mood was also improving rapidly.
The Medicine King beckoned to Thousand Faces, signaling him to come over.
Thousand Faces put down the bamboo he was carrying and approached the Medicine King with a puzzled expression.
The Medicine King said in a somewhat sly tone, "That dragon next to Haotian needs at least three beatings."
The two looked at each other, and both Medicine King and Thousand Faces laughed.
Today's victory may seem to belong to the Medicine King, or to the Thousand Faces, but in reality, it belongs to Haotian!
Haotian is at the top of the food chain!
Xiao Hei could naturally guess that the Medicine King was grinning slyly.
But no one could understand his sorrow!
Ultimately, he decided that he would enjoy his last moments to the fullest.
He needs to sharpen his dragon claws...and his dragon scales.
I just hope Haotian's alcohol tolerance can improve a bit more...
The howling wind high in the sky today was so cold...
Meanwhile, the two little ones knew nothing at all.
The two of them were still immersed in the perfect elixir given to them by their master.
Perhaps tomorrow? Or the day after tomorrow? Or even the day after that?
They will see... another side of their beautiful, ethereal, and powerful master.
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