Lingbao Immortal Wine is extraordinary, and when the meatballs were rubbed into crumbs and dropped into it, it immediately turned into a jar of **** scarlet broth, and tender white chive buds gushed out immediately, turning the oily red broth After sucking it clean, the green light full of vitality flashed, and there was only a crystal clear, fragrant liquor liquid left in the altar.

Even Tao Mozi himself couldn't help swallowing his saliva after sniffing it, wishing to drink it up with his head up to comfort the wine bug in his belly.

"Wine is good wine, it seems

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