The first thousand three hundred and fifty-seven chapters: drunk is cheap

The first thousand three hundred and fifty-seven chapters: drunk is cheap.

"I didn't drink much seriously. After the last serious drink, he left."

Du Shaoqi also carried a jar of wine in his hand. The voice fell and took a big drink. He couldn’t help but say: "This wine is good."

"You don't care about you?"

Kalou asked in a curiosity for a long time, but his eyes were still looking at the sky in front of the sky.

"He feels relieved to me, so I went to find a way to find his wife and daughter." Du Shaoyan took another sip, and the spirits had some throats. This wine seems to be unusual, not a wine, not knowing. Where did Jiatian Changtian get from?

"You look good." Jia Lou smiled long.

"Of course."

Du Shaoqi said seriously: "His son is also good."

"My rebellious, but unfortunately with a devil."

Kalou, the sky, took the sip of the jar and said: "But he is not as good as you."

"It’s just a bone, what does it mean? The legend is just a legend."

Du Shaozhen looked at the longevity of Jialou. At this moment, the patriarch of the supreme orc in front of him, under the moonlight, his face was deeply touched, and the atmosphere of supreme and peerlessness was lost, and a little bit of dull sentiment, and the elderly Almost the same.

"I couldn't cultivate since I was a child. Everyone and the genius have already concluded that I am a waste person, but I am not so."

Du Shaoyu continued: "Everything is in people, not in a bone."

"It seems to make sense."

Jialou looked at Du Shaozhen, the depths of the golden eyes, and the golden light was fluctuating, which seemed to be beyond my heart.

"The bones are strong, the bones are strong, and in the end, I can't help me, so why bother you."

Du Shaoxuan said that at this moment, it seems to be a lot of casual, no barbecue, no treasure soup, it is a few elixir from the Qiankun bag, and it is cooked.

Looking at Du Shaoqi, the grandiose of the golden-winged Dapeng bird, Zhongjialou, is a long-term one. At this moment, the brow is also slightly picky, and it seems a bit dazed.

"You come here too, it tastes good, just like this spirit."

In the hands of Du Shaoqi, a fist-sized elixir was thrown to the Kalou Building, and for the first time it looked so generous.

"Hey."

Jialou was not polite in the long day. He took a bite out of the elixir and heard it out loudly. "I suddenly envied you and I was able to have a son like you."

"You should talk to him in this sentence."

Du Shaoqi smiled, drank wine, took advantage of the elixir, and then said: "Your son is not bad."

"Oh, where do you think he is good?" Kalou was a bit strange, and it looked a little strange.

"From another angle, there are several people in this world who can compare with him, but he is in your heart, not a good son. That is because he is stronger and harder, but he does not reach what you want him to do. But at least, I know that he works hard, and he is very persistent, and he is very talented!"

Du Shaozhen is in the right color, and Jiajialou has played against it. From the shots of the smashing scorpion, it is not difficult to know that the experience can be honed.

It is not uncommon to be able to fuse the nine secluded magical mines and prove the perseverance and persistence of the Kalou Building.

The general practitioners, whether they are monsters or human races, can easily integrate Ling Lei, the persistence of pain and perseverance, Du Shaozhen is most aware of.

Jialou looked at the sky in front of the sky, did not speak, just silently drinking wine.

"It’s too embarrassing, because I have a devil, from big to big, I don’t know how to get along with him. Maybe, I don’t have the responsibility to do it. Sometimes I think, maybe it’s all My fault." After a full moment, Jialou sighed for a long time.

The echo echoed the night sky in the mountains, and then silent.

"Oh... why didn't you have a voice?"

Jialou looked back in the sky, but he saw Du Shaoqi not knowing when, his face was red, and he had already fallen behind the jar and fell to the ground.

"This is what the old guy has spent a lot of time brewing for thousands of years. It is good to be able to support it for so long."

Jialou smiled for a long day, afraid that Du Shaoqi would fall off the cliff and move Du Shaoqi to the side. It was also full of alcohol and a red face.

Quietly looking at the face of a resolute reverence, Jialou Changtian was drinking a few mouthfuls with the jar, and murmured: "This kid is not bad.

The night is full of tranquility, and the peaks of the mountains can only be seen.

The night wind swept over, the leaves swayed, and the shadows on the ground changed with various gestures. They swayed in the wind and looked far away, adding a bit of mystery.

"laugh……"

Suddenly, a broken wind came, and a beautiful shadow fell on the mountain.

It was a twenty-seven-year-old woman. In the beautiful, there was a sigh of glory. At this moment, the night was shrouded, and God was like a pimple in the autumn.

Jialou color stepping, under an orange tight dress, the graceful body line, the outline of people can DC nosebleed.

Then Jialou Caizhen stood next to the two figures, looking at the scene in front of him, suddenly a glimpse of it, so stunned.

I saw that at this moment, two big men on the ground, one old and one young, each holding a jar of wine, and one hand was still holding each other. They were all drunk and vague, not knowing the southeast and northwest.

"This……"

Jialou’s enamel was full of shackles for a while before he reacted. The patriarch of the golden-winged Dapeng bird, her father’s majestic father, was so drunk, still drunk with the guy. I am afraid that if I say it, no one will believe it.

"Hey……"

A moment later, the smiling face of Jialou Caishen smiled bitterly, then squatted down and held Du Shaoqi in his arms. His feet were slightly touched, the golden light was surging, and the figure suddenly flew away.

"This wine is good."

In midair, Du Shao’s mouth whispered, and the red face was smiling with a smile. It seemed to feel the softness of the body, the faint aroma, and hugged, but inadvertently, it was A claw, which fell to the softest position in front of the chest of Jialu.

"Little bastard, what do you do."

Under the moonlight, in the air, Jialou painted, but it was not useful.

"little bastard."

Jialou Caixi had no choice but to smash the claws.

"Ok."

Du Shaoqi was confused, his throat snorted, and the hand was tightly clasped to the soft boneless waist, tightly leaning on the nephrite, grinding from time to time.

"It turned out to be a small satyr, and I will pick you up next time."

Jialou colorless helpless, scorned a few words, but also with Du Shaoqi.

If the night is cool, the moon is like a practice.

The mountainside courtyard, brightly lit, the spirit tiger king, the mad bear king, the small Ying Ying, the Xiao Yan, the gods, and so on, are waiting.

"How come the lord has not returned yet, is it not to let us wait for him?"

The mad bear does not have time to stretch his neck and look out, but it is late at night, and no one is coming back.

"Wait, the Lord will not tell lies."

Xiao Yan’s eyes were firm and full of expectations. During this time, they were always looking forward to the big chance.

The kings of the beasts are waiting in full expectation and are excited.

"How come you haven't come back yet."

The little star frowned, but also looked at the small head and looked out.

"It should be back."

Suddenly, the purple and purple eyes are slightly picking, and the sound is like a scorpio.

"Is the Lord Lord coming back?"

The spirit tiger king, the mad bear king, Xiao Yan and so on immediately took the lead, and the little stars followed, the speed is faster than the spiritual tiger king.

It was only when the spiritual tiger king, the mad bear king, and the **** prince waited outside the courtyard, and saw Du Shaoqi, who was held in his arms by Jialou, and they were all sluggish.

"What happened to me?"

The little star immediately asked, looking at his dry look, it didn't look like it.

"He drank too much."

Jialou Caiyu directly gave Du Shaoyu to the Linghu King. After he took a look at Du Shaozhen, he turned and left.

"The Lord of the House is actually drunk."

Holding Du Shaoqi, the spirit tiger king is strange, according to the truth, to their cultivation, how can drink drunk.

Of course, when they are at this level of cultivation, they will not be able to resist the real drinking.

But even if it doesn't work, it is too difficult to get drunk with their flesh.

"This wine seems to be a little different?"

The rare opening of the ghost car, smelling the smell of the wine that Du Shaozhen filled at the moment, I felt the wine is extraordinary.

"Come, send me into the room." The little star was tender and tender.

The spirit tiger king, the mad bear king, etc., suddenly hurriedly threw the drunken Du Duyu into the room.

"What do you do with the big chance of the temple, are we waiting?"

In the courtyard, the mad bear king came out of the room, and his face was helpless.

"The Lord is drunk, let's wait."

The spirit tiger king glanced at the mad bear king, and it seemed to be somewhat helpless.

"Mother, what happened?"

In the room, the little star asked the purple cicada.

Amethyst handprints fell on Du Shaoqi, then looked up and glanced at Du Shaoyu on the bed, saying: "Nothing, just drinking the wine seems not normal, just awake."

"Scared me, then I went out."

The little star smiled, and the little figure immediately left the room with joy.

Zi Yan smiled lightly, and Qian Ying turned and left. He was stunned and looked back. Du Shaozhen on the bed, I did not know when she grabbed her hand.

A glimpse of the purple scorpion, has not yet reacted, beautiful beauty even has not had time to show anger, Qian Ying is being stumbled by Du Shaoqi, a pull of the past, it is directly down on the bed, still lying In his arms.

"Bastard."

The purple scorpion snorted, but the voice just exported, it was held tightly in the arms by a pair of strong arms. The more struggling, the tighter it was hugged, and the confused words came from the ear: This fragrance is a bit like the fierce woman."

[There are updates, Xiao Yan is struggling in the code word. 】