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Chapter 85
Xia Qingcheng gritted her teeth angrily: "Damn Bai Wuchang, give me back the wine!"

"The wine is in my hand, how can I return it to you?"

As Nie Zheyuan said, he directly took the wine jar, took a big sip, and was instantly satisfied.

Xia Qingcheng thought for a while, and discussed with him: "You give me this wine, and I'll give you another few jars, how about it?"

"Don't even think about it!"

"Really not?"

"No!"

"Then I dug out the wine later, don't drink it!"

"If you don't drink, don't drink!"

He knows exactly how much wine there is in this peach blossom grove, so he naturally knows how much worse the taste of those wines is compared to this one.

"The majestic General Nie can't count his words!!"

Xia Qingcheng showed an extremely evil smile, and his eyes were full of the triumphant smile after the successful calculation.

Nie Zheyuan thumped in his heart, damn it, she was tricked by this little fox, the wine she brought out is definitely much better than this Zhuyeqing!
Sure enough, at the place where Zhuyeqing was buried just now, Xia Qingcheng continued to dig down another ten meters, and dug out several jars, and then she directly threw one jar to the hidden guards.

The wine jar that was dug out was covered with a thick layer of black soil. Everyone was very surprised. How could she think of using the black soil to block the aroma of the wine?

Black soil will change the taste of wine, but wherever black soil appears, no one will use it to bury wine.

This... Xia Qingcheng wouldn't make such a low-level mistake, right?
However, as soon as the wine jar was unsealed, the strong aroma of wine hit, and everyone knew that Xia Qingcheng was right, but they were wrong.

But Nie Zheyuan guessed what kind of wine it was. The aroma of this wine was stronger than that of the altar he drank from.

"My daughter is red!!!"

Xia Qingcheng stood in front of Nie Zheyuan, smiled like a fox, and said in her cutest voice: "Uncle Nie, you can't bully the younger generation, and you can't count your words!!"

Depend on!Who is bullying whom?

Qin Yao looked at Nie Zheyuan's look of "dumb eating Coptis chinensis, unable to tell the pain", and suddenly laughed.

This Nie Zheyuan was obviously more than [-] years older than them, but he didn't have the maturity and stability of an adult, and he looked like someone their age.

Xia Qingcheng also laughed. In fact, she knew very well that if it was normal, she would definitely not be able to count him out.

But now...

Nie Zheyuan glared at her sullenly, raised his head and drank the altar of green bamboo leaves as if venting his anger.

Good wine is good wine, but how can it compare to those jars of daughter red that Xia Qingcheng just dug up?Although he didn't know when those jars of Nurhong were buried, but he knew very well that it was definitely before Zhuyeqing was buried.

She actually thought of covering these wine jars with black soil to block the fragrance of these jars of daughter red wine. He has been here for five years, but Nen didn't notice it.

Suddenly, Nie Zheyuan rolled his eyes and approached with a smile: "Qingcheng, you can't drink this good wine alone, right?"

Xia Qingcheng picked up the wine bowl and drank it slowly. The aroma was so strong that the glutton in Nie Zheyuan's body was about to fly out immediately.

"Bai Wuchang, I drank this wine with King Chu and Feng Yao, how could it be called drinking alone?"

"But you didn't share this wine with Yeyan and the others. If you let them know, it would be so sad, wouldn't it?"

"It seems to be!" Xia Qingcheng nodded in agreement, but then frowned again: "But they are not here now, so we can only wait for the next time."

(End of this chapter)