This is the Osmanthus Wine from the Moon Palace, not the ordinary wine they're talking about. It's extremely difficult to make and requires at least a thousand years of sedimentation to take shape.
I thought that after these adults drank such precious osmanthus wine, they would remember their kindness and help them in the future.
Who knew it would turn out like this? They actually wanted to fill their stomachs!
Are these people bandits?
And he said it so calmly, how could he be so shameless!
"What's wrong?"
Seeing this, Ji Fanya raised an eyebrow, took another sip of wine, and then slowly said, "Is there a problem?"
"No...no, I'll go prepare it right away."
The servant, with a pained expression, shook his head and quickly left.
Of course there are difficulties. Such an unreasonable request would have been met with a beating by others.
But the people in front of me are all people I can't afford to offend!
Never mind, we can just continue making osmanthus wine later. The most important thing now is to figure out how to get through the current crisis.
If these great gods can break through quickly after drinking the osmanthus wine, then it will be worth it.
For the rest of the day, Jun Feijue and his gang of bandits... oops, I mean, these big shots did nothing but leisurely lie in their guest rooms, comfortably drinking osmanthus wine.
Jun Feijue didn't have much resistance to alcohol to begin with, and now his face was flushed. He leaned softly against Di Moyu's chest, letting him feed him bite by bite.
Her charming yet alluring appearance made the God Emperor's heart itch unbearably. If it weren't for the special circumstances, he probably would have already lost his composure.
The others were in much the same boat, almost all of them were drunk and lay lazily on the tatami mats, not wanting to move.
Fortunately, the osmanthus wine that was delivered later was instructed to be placed only at the door; otherwise, if people saw them in this state, the image of the gods would be completely ruined.
This osmanthus wine not only tastes good, but most importantly, it can enhance one's cultivation level.
This group of master and disciples are not only foodies but also cultivation fanatics.
Feeling the power within their bodies surging and growing without any cultivation, they truly understood Chunhu Siqiong's joy at this moment.
I also understand why she never practices diligently and just spends her days eating, sleeping, and basking in the moonlight.
He wasn't faking it; it was real. As long as he was asleep, his cultivation speed was much faster than that of ordinary people!
If they also had the physique to advance in levels simply by sleeping, who would need to cultivate so diligently?
A day passed quickly, and Da Yi's healing was finally over. He sent someone to call them over.
The master and his disciples, who were enjoying their drinks, put down their bowls of wine and went to check on the situation after hearing the news, though they were somewhat reluctant to part with the guests.
"how's it going?"
Previously, Chunhu Siqiong had been eager to see her mother, but now that she has met her, she feels a pang of homesickness.
Her eyes flickered uncertainly; she dared not look at Chunhu Chang'e at all, but stared at Da Yi, asking cautiously.
"Of course it's good."
Seeing her timid expression, Da Yi found it both novel and amusing.
He has come to understand his daughter's personality very well through their time together.
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