248: C248 Snatching Wine

C248 Snatching Wine

"Not for sale, only for delivery." Zhan Tianming replied.

"Oh? There's such a good thing? Then why don't you give me a jar? " The youth smiled.

After saying that, he prepared to take the jar of wine from Zhan Tianming.

"Hey, don't worry." Zhan Tianming tilted his hand and avoided the young man's hand. Then he said, "My wine is three hundred years old and has been brewed for three hundred years. I want to give it to you. You have to follow my rules and give it to me. I'm not giving it to you casually. "

"No way?" The young man was speechless.

However, the fragrance of the wine was obviously too intoxicating. The young man could only suppress his impatience and asked, "Speak, what rules do you have?"

In just a short period of time, dozens of people rushed over.

Everyone's gaze fell upon Zhan Tianming.

"Little brother, quickly tell us your rules. As long as it's something we can do, we will definitely follow it."

"Right, right, right. Little brother, quickly tell us."

"Little brother, I can help you pick up the soap. As long as you give me that jar of wine, picking up a box of soap won't be a problem."

"Get lost. Little brother looks so handsome. He needs a beauty like me to warm his bed. Who wants a gay like you?" One. A beautiful middle-aged woman dressed in revealing clothes also squeezed over. She even deliberately squeezed the breast of her chest. She flirtatiously winked, "Little brother, I know how to warm the bed. Give me the wine in your hand."

Zhan Tianming couldn't help but roll his eyes at the gay and beautiful middle-aged woman.

What was this?

Wasn't it just a jar of wine? Did he need to be so excited?

In his previous life on Earth, there shouldn't be such a person... No, it shouldn't be that many, right?

After all, how many people would love wine to such an extent?

However, in the Nine Dragon Continent, there were simply too many people who loved wine.

However, after thinking about it carefully, it was normal.

Those who hid in the Hundred Nights City probably wouldn't dare to leave the city again, and this place was also restricted. Even those who did business could only come once every 100 days, and they weren't allowed to come any other time.

As for why these broken rules were set, Zhan Tianming didn't know either.

No matter what those people said, Zhan Tianming still didn't have any intention of compromising.

Finally, he slowly said, "My rules are very simple. If anyone can let me see the Hundred Nights City Lord Liu Qingcheng or the Xiao Yao Palace Lord Long Xiaoyao, this jar of wine will be his."

Hearing this, the surroundings became silent.

After that, everyone dispersed.

Each and every one of them looked dejected, like eggplants that had been frosted.

"Hey, hey, hey... Don't leave. Don't tell me that no one knows how to see Liu Qingcheng and the Long Xiaoyao?" Zhan Tianming shouted.

Unfortunately, those heads didn't even turn back before scattering.

Zhan Tianming was very disappointed.

Could it be that, just like the rumors, it was extremely difficult to see Liu Qingcheng and the Long Xiaoyao?

Suddenly, Zhan Tianming's eyes lit up.

There was still one person who hadn't left.

It was the young man who had appeared in front of him the earliest.

"How is it? Do you want to drink this three-hundred-year-old wine?" Zhan Tianming purposely bit down on the few 'three hundred years' very hard because... He felt that this young man might not know how to find Liu Qingcheng and the Long Xiaoyao. Otherwise... He wouldn't be standing here.

The young man grinned. "Little brother, is there any other way to drink the wine in your hands?"

Zhan Tianming was extremely disappointed when he heard this.

After all this time, this guy had such an idea?

There wasn't even a door.

"No." Zhan Tianming lowered his horse and shook his head.

He continued to search.

"Long Xiaoyao, if you don't come out soon, the smell of alcohol will be gone."

Zhan Tianming's loud shout continued to echo in Hundred Nights City.

In any case, even if someone were to put a knife on his neck, he would still continue shouting until he saw the Long Xiaoyao or Liu Qingcheng.

Whoosh!

A gust of wind suddenly passed by.

The wine jar in Zhan Tianming's hand suddenly disappeared.

Zhan Tianming's eyes widened, and he was almost stunned.

Holy sh * t!

There was actually someone who dared to snatch the wine here?

Who was so bold?

Very quickly, Zhan Tianming's eyes swept across the main culprit. It was the young man from before.

Because, that young man was currently hugging the pot of wine that had been aged for three hundred years, and sitting on a flight of stairs, he raised his head and drank loudly. The wine poured out from the corner of his mouth and soaked his clothes.

"Gulp, gulp, gulp..."

"Gulp, gulp, gulp..."

The young man's throat kept making sounds.

"Hey! That wine is mine."

Zhan Tianming shouted and rushed forward, but the young man was very fast.

Swoosh!

With a flash, he dodged Zhan Tianming's attack.

In the blink of an eye, the young man had already sat ten feet away from ___ and was still drinking.

Zhan Tianming was furious!

Damn it, he only had two jars of such good wine in total. He wanted to find the Long Xiaoyao and use the wine to make the other party happy. Then, he could get the Long Xiaoyao to help him, and let him see Xin Lei. He could ask for ways to help Feng Wushuang or ask for help from the Long Xiaoyao.

But now, before he even saw her, the first jar of wine was almost gone.

"That is the wine for saving my life. Stop right there."

Blood Shadow Step!

Swoosh!

Zhan Tianming's figure turned into a ray of light and rushed forward.

A distance of three meters, and it was the speed of light. An ordinary Martial Cultivator wouldn't have the time to react. However, the young man who was snatching the wine strangely avoided another grab from Zhan Tianming and appeared somewhere else. He was still raising his head and drinking the wine.

Swoosh!

Zhan Tianming rushed over once again.

He missed again.

Again!

He missed again.

Rustle, rustle, rustle...

He grabbed empty air again...

Again and again, Zhan Tianming had missed more than ten times in a short period of time.

"Tsk, tsk, this is good wine!"

The young man had already finished drinking all the wine from the wine jar. He even clicked his tongue, causing Zhan Tianming to want to slap him to death.

However, before finding a way to help Feng Wushuang overcome the danger, he did not act rashly.

Bear with it!

He had to bear with it.

If he made a move here and was directly killed, then who would go and save Feng Wushuang from danger?

"No..."

Suddenly, a thought flashed through Zhan Tianming's mind.

No one dared to attack because they were afraid of being killed.

If he attacked, wouldn't he attract Liu Qingcheng, or the Long Xiaoyao?

Of course, it was also possible that he would be killed by some kind of powerful force.

He had no chance to meet those two.

But no matter what, this method was still worth a try.

If he didn't even dare to take a risk for the woman he loved, what was there to talk about loving her?

If you love her, then you must dare to take a risk for her.2

Even if he had to use his life as a bet, he had to take the risk.

Otherwise, don't say that you love her.

Hot blood boiled within Zhan Tianming's body. His gaze carried a wisp of fighting spirit as it swept towards the youth from before.

You are still clicking your tongue while drinking my wine?

Good! You are very good!

If I don't beat you up, how can I live up to that jar of wine?

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