Chapter 337 Interesting, a person with five spiritual roots gave birth to five single spiritual roots

Shen Zhiyin looked at him and finally poured another glass of wine for his master.

Shen Zhizhuo is a warrior and has also practiced the art of heavenly secrets. Strictly speaking, Shen Zhizhuo can be considered half a fairy.

It’s just that his destiny was destroyed and his cultivation was severely depleted.

If his cultivation had not been destroyed, he should have lived to two hundred years old with his qualifications.

At the age of one hundred, his body is equivalent to that of a strong middle-aged man, not like now, he looks old at the age of one hundred.

But Shen Zhiyin can try his best to restore his body now, and this wine is also good for his body.

Others: "!!!"

"Let's have some too, just a little."

Elder Liu: "I, I also practice martial arts like my junior uncle, and I'm strong enough to have one more cup."

"Dad... what are you guys doing?"

It happened that the son of one of the old men called via video at this time, and it looked like they were still in a meeting.

It was a high-level meeting of the Blue Star Military Region, and some things needed to be discussed with a few old men.

Although these old men have retired, they are not indifferent to everything.

Sometimes they have to be consulted on some special matters, and when attending some large state banquets, these old men also have to wear military uniforms and carry their medals to serve as the face of the country.

In the past, if we wanted to find them, we would ask the security driver to take them to the meeting.

Now, these guys are becoming less and less active.

Fortunately, they now live together in retirement, so it's OK to have a video conference to discuss with them.

But no one expected that today's video call would be so...lively.

A guard held his phone dutifully, with the high-definition camera pointed at the old men.

"Who? I seem to hear my son's voice, no matter what..."

General Li finished the last sip of wine in the glass, and then ran to Shen Zhiyin very swiftly.

"Little Zhiyin, give me some too, I'm in good health, I think I can still drink!"

Such a good wine, after drinking it the whole body will be warm, how can only drink a small glass?

"Little Zhiyin, you can't be partial. We are all this age and I am saddened by your partiality."

Everyone in the conference room who was using mobile video: ... ...

Is this still the dignified patriarch of their family?

Everyone else in the conference room silently moved their eyes to the people present.

The old fathers of those people, the elders of their country, were crowded around Shen Zhiyin at this time, and their words were more pitiful than each other.

Just to drink a glass of wine.

This is completely different from the impression they have of the elders! Is this your personality in private? !

The sons and daughters of Mr. Li: ... ...

They couldn't help but want to cover their faces.

The guard couldn't help but remind them: "Generals, your sons have started a video conference." General

Li: "What, my son? Don't worry about him, wait until I get this glass of wine!"

Shen Zhizhuo said proudly: "You can't do it. I am a warrior after all. I am just physically weak now, but I can still bear this wine. You ordinary people will feel uncomfortable if you drink too much."

Liu Lao: "Hehe... I can drink one more glass too."

The other old men were not convinced.

"What's wrong with our ordinary people's bodies? They have also fought on the battlefield with real swords and guns. So if you round it up, it's about the same as yours."

Shen Zhiyin: ... Are you guys so forced to round up?

"I really can't drink more!"

Shen Zhiyin had a fierce face.

She held the wine jar: "If you want to drink, I'll give it to you tomorrow."

Several old men smacked their lips and looked at the wine jar held by Shen Zhiyin.

It was so simple that they wanted to drink but had to obey.

People on the other end of the video: ...

What kind of wine is this? The elders begged so pitifully, why can't you give more.

But who is this girl? She can make so many big guys obey!

What kind of wine is this? They want to try it even through the screen.

Shen Zhiyin covered the wine jar and no one would give it to her this time. But Jun Yuan, that annoying guy, came out with a jar of wine.

Then, he opened the wine jar in front of everyone as if no one was around. Instantly, a richer aroma of wine than the wine in Shen Zhiyin's jar came out. It was

so intoxicating that even the smell of the wine made people feel a little hot.

Instantly, everyone in the yard looked at Jun Yuan.

Even the guard holding the mobile phone couldn't help but move his throat.

Jun Yuan shook the wine jar: "You can't drink it."

There was a bit of boasting in his tone.

After that, he poured the wine and drank it by himself. He really deserved a beating!

Shen Zhiyin twitched his mouth and saw that the eyes of others were almost green.

"You can't drink that wine. Master, don't look at it. You can't drink it either."

Shen Zhizhuo was unwilling to give up: "Not at all?"

Shen Zhiyin nodded seriously.

Jun Yuan took the strongest fire-attributed spirit wine. Not to mention ordinary people, only Shen Muye among her nephews and grandchildren could drink it.

Shen Zhiyin couldn't help but glared at Jun Yuan.

"I said, can you go inside to drink? Who are you trying to feed here?"

Jun Yuan didn't want to hear this idea: "I drink mine, and they watch theirs."

Anyway, he wouldn't give it to him.

"The wine is good, leave me a few jars."

Several old men were almost jealous to death. Such good wine could only be smelled but not drunk. They could only drink a small cup, while Jun Yuan drank a whole jar!

The old men who had no wine to drink finally saw the video call.

They returned to their usual serious and stern image.

However, the people who had seen how they fought for the wine were in a very complicated mood at the moment.

"The second nephew is back."

Shen Xiunan came by himself. The guy who was sleeping like a pig could not be woken up and left him in the car.

He carried a sword on his back and walked slowly with his hands in his trouser pockets. With a short haircut and a black camouflage, he looked cool, handsome and full of security.

A wild and handsome man with dark skin. Perhaps it was because he had practiced swordsmanship for a while, Shen Xiu Nan had a sharpness like a precious sword.

"Where is that person?"

Shen Xiu Nan: "She fell asleep in the car. Wait until she wakes up and gets out by herself, or you can go and drag her down."

Shen Zhiyin: "Then let's wait for her to wake up by herself."

Shen Xiu Nan looked at the people in the yard. He was familiar with those old men, but...

his eyes fell on Jun Yuan.

His sharp intuition made him realize that the man was dangerous.

Jun Yuan raised his eyes and looked at him.

"Yo, a swordsman."

Shen Xiu Nan pursed his lips and did not respond.

Jun Yuan drank his wine and tapped his slender fingers lightly on the table.

"Interesting, one with five spiritual roots gave birth to five single spiritual roots."

Shen Zhiyin turned to look at him: "Do you know what's going on? I'm wondering too."

Shen Kuan has spiritual roots, but five spiritual roots, which is considered mixed spiritual roots.

It is very difficult for five spiritual roots to draw qi into the body in this world.

But his five sons are all single spiritual roots, and their attributes are different.