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"Today, I took the liberty to stay in Baodi for a night, so I would like to express my gratitude with this drink."

As Fang Zelin spoke, he poured everyone a glass.

After everyone in front of them took a sip, they sighed in admiration, "After eating your wine, I'm afraid I won't be able to drink other wines later."

"However, when I think about it, this wine will be delisted from Dagan in the future, it's embarrassing!"

Just one sip made all the people present sigh with emotion one after another.

Especially thinking about what Fang Zelin said just now, the number one wine in the world may not be long.

When I think of this, I am naturally regretful.

Fang Zelin was about to say something when he heard the words, when his expression changed slightly, but he saw a woman walking out from the back kitchen.

He seemed to smell the aroma of wine here, so he just came out to take a look.

The other party's behavior like this also caught Fang Zelin's mind.

Pour a glass of wine to these villagers, in fact, because Fang Zelin had such thoughts in it.

If the other party was a monster, he would definitely notice the clear aura, and he would definitely come out to check it out.

"I can smell the aroma of this wine from a distance. Is this the rumored No. [-] wine in Daqian? It really lives up to its reputation!"

A soft voice came.

The voice is soft, giving people a feeling that this woman must be an extremely gentle woman.

Fang Zelin pretended to hear the voice at this moment, and looked up.

The long end of the comer is a good face, and the delicate figure seems to be blown down by the wind at any time.

A little round face, with a hint of redness, looks a little more delicate.

"The Taoism doesn't seem to be particularly high, but the evil spirit is very faint, which is strange."

Fang Zelin took a closer look, feeling a little puzzled.

"Young master, you brought this fine wine? I don't know where it came from?"

The young lady of the Li family fixed her eyes on Fang Zelin, as if she wanted to see something different about Fang Zelin.

There was spirit in this wine, she felt it.

I thought in my heart, since this person can come up with such wine, it must be.
With this thought in mind, looking at Fang Zelin in front of him, he was naturally a little wary.

"Hey, little lady, aren't you stupid! The first wine in the big business is naturally from Anzi County!"

Seeing this, the villagers on the side immediately said something strange.

Who would not know about the first fine wine in a big fight!

"Could it be that Yan San, you drank it before, and others said it was the best wine in Dagan? In my opinion, this wine is even more fragrant than the number one wine in Dagan!"

The young lady of the Li family glanced at the villager who spoke, and then said with a smile.

The villagers on the side couldn't understand what was said, but Fang Zelin could hear it clearly.

This is this demon, testing Fang Zelin.

This demon had never drank any wine from Yingxian Winery before, in her opinion.

The wine shop opened by a mortal can never have such aura in it.

Therefore, the wine in front of him and the wine in Yingxian Winery are regarded as two kinds of wine.

After finishing speaking, he took a few more glances at Fang Zelin.

Yan San on the side was a little unhappy when he heard this.

"Hey, I'm not happy about what you said. Although my youngest said that he never drank wine from Yingxian Winery before, he did smell it!"

"Just a few years ago, I went to the market. I saw a merchant holding the wine brought from Yingxian Winery and tasting it alone!"

"I was standing there, sniffing the scent for three days without knowing the smell of meat! I told you when I came back that time, and you all laughed at me for exaggerating!"

"How about it, you all smelled this fragrance today, do you still think my youngest is exaggerating?!"

Yan San's words made the demons beside him stunned.

Listening to the meaning of the other party's words, is this really the wine in the Yingxian Winery?

A wine shop opened by a mortal, the wine in it actually has aura?

demon thought of here

He couldn't help staring at the clearness in front of him, and his heart was full of pulp.

"Hey, I really mocked you Yan San in the past, but now it seems that it is indeed our fault."

"It's true, once you drink this wine, you can really feel it, this wine is extraordinary!"

Everyone spoke one after another at this moment.

Looking at Qing Ruokong in front of them, each of them was somewhat moved.

In the past, I really heard Yan San talking about it, and I just smelled the fragrance, and it was like this.

But for those of them who have never tasted it, the other party's descriptions are undoubtedly a bit too exaggerated.

It wasn't until today, after they finally saw it, that they realized that it wasn't the other party exaggerating, but that they were really short-sighted!

"Welcome Immortal Winery, it seems that it is indeed a good wine that is rumored to have entered the immortal cultivation place."

The banshee in front of her saw that Yan San said so, and she was completely sure at this moment.

When I thought about it before, the rumors I heard became more and more certain.

According to rumors, the good wine in Yingxian Winery is not brewed by the store itself, but obtained from the hands of immortals.

When she heard this rumor before, she just scoffed at it.

After all, immortals are so easy to see, and after seeing them, they actually brought good wine out.

But when I saw it today, I smelled the fragrance in front of me, and the faint aura emanating from the wine.

She believed it completely.

Brewing wine with spiritual energy, I think that's what the fairy did.

The evil spirit on his body is weak, there is no hostility in his body, and his eyes are clear.

From the looks of it, no one was harmed.

However, what is such a monster doing in the village instead of practicing in the mountains?
It can't be an old-fashioned story of gratitude, right?

Just now I heard others say that this banshee has no marriage leave with anyone.

Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many men thinking about each other.

Moreover, he just heard that this banshee is still in her own right.

Fang Zelin picked up the wine glass, took a sip, and thought about it with some doubts in his heart.

"My lord, may I invite the little girl to have a drink too? The aroma of this wine is really fascinating, and I can't help it."

Seeing that Fang Zelin hadn't moved for a while, the banshee couldn't help pursing her lips slightly, with a hint of pleading on her small face.

He said so on the lips, but there was a bit of complaint in his heart.

This person is very puzzled.

How can you pour wine for others, but you are not willing to serve me a glass?

Could it be that her appearance doesn't work for the other party?
Fang Zelin came back to his senses when he heard the voice, and couldn't help but smile when he heard the words, but he didn't hesitate to pour him a glass.

Since he didn't hurt anyone, it doesn't hurt to ask him to have a drink.