Chapter 2432

The little prince Tuyuan stared at the alchemy stove with piercing eyes.

He has lived for more than 20 years, and he has drunk so much fine wine. In terms of the aroma alone, there has never been a wine as rich as the deer blood wine brewed by Xin Lin.

Let alone the aroma, not to mention the taste of the wine.

"Quick, let me try."

The little prince Tuyuan only felt that the wine worms in his stomach were already screaming non-stop.

Seeing that Xin Lin was indifferent, the little prince remembered.

He hurriedly asked Ah Zhong to find out a handful of soul pills.

"A total of 10, for a pot, not a glass of wine, is it enough?"

The little prince is still a little bit pained.

These soul pills were all obtained from hunting corpse beasts earlier.

Not every corpse beast has a soul pill.

That is to say, only about twenty or thirty soul beasts can get one soul pill. Recently, mysterious spirit beasts appear frequently, and corpse beasts are even more difficult to hunt.

Xin Lin was not ambiguous, and immediately gave him a glass of stag blood wine.

The taste of deer blood wine smells good, but Xin Lin doesn't know the exact taste.

It just happened to let the little prince, an alcoholic, do a tasting.

What Xin Lin found was the simplest cup made of a bamboo tube, which was made by Ah Zhong in the past few days.

In the simple bamboo cup, the deer blood wine is red.

It's not blood red, but a clear and translucent red. Although it is brewed with several kinds of wild fruits, this wine is not cloudy at all.

The little prince first took a bite like a chicken pecking at rice.

But after taking this bite, he only felt the tiger's body tremble.

He drank the wine in one gulp.

Like a fire, it spread from the tongue all the way to the throat. The spicy taste of the wine was wrapped by the fragrance of wild fruits. The two completely different tastes were neutralized by the thick deer blood, and then passed through the danmu stove. After repeated refining, it was actually a perfect synthesis.

The true energy in the body exploded in an instant.

More than 20 blood vessels are constantly shrinking at this moment.

The little prince's face turned red all of a sudden.

“Good wine...good wine”

The little prince, who claims to keep a thousand cups, staggered after drinking the wine from this bamboo cup, and only two words came out of his mouth over and over again.

He felt dizzy for a while, and the next moment, he fell to the ground with a plop.

Xin Lin was surprised at first.

Ah Zhong was also startled, and stepped forward to help the young prince.

He could hear a smell of alcohol coming to his face.

The little prince had already lost consciousness, and passed away from drunk.

Pour just one cup?
Xin Lin was surprised, and then looked at the jug of six-star deer blood wine that had just been brewed.

It takes more than 20 catties to brew a pot of deer blood wine.

One glass is enough to make the little prince, the hero of the wine country, drunk to death.

This wine is so good.

Xin Lin was surprised, but she suddenly heard a rustling sound around her.

That sound was exactly the sound of countless reptiles crawling over.

Xin Lin's scalp was numb, and he looked back.

Only then did I realize that as far as I could see, there were densely packed bugs.

The black ones are shoes, the red ones are centipedes, and some unknown snakes, insects, rats and ants.

Aren't these all poisonous insects of the little prince?
On weekday nights, Xin Lin also saw that the little prince called these poisonous insects out for patrol.

But tonight, the number of these poisonous insects was much higher than before, at least ten times as many.

Xin Lin looked again, the little prince had caught the poison dish at some point in his hand.

He was drunk to death, but he was still murmuring, subconsciously chanting the worm curse.

(End of this chapter)

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