"What are you talking about? The devil has a woman?"


    "It''s impossible. The devil is ruthless. Looking at him like this, he dies alone. So there may be a woman."


    "Yes, absolutely not."


    All of a sudden, there was a lot of noise in the tavern. They didn''t believe it.


    Wei Qicheng frowned, ready to say something, but was interrupted again.


    "Young master Wei, can''t you afford to lose and make up a story?"


    The man who told the story before, with his head pinned, looked at Wei Cuicheng''s expression and was full of doubt.


    In the past, Wei Jucheng was the leader of the story telling process. Finally, he would go back with the wine pot.


    It''s not easy today. With this story, he must be able to take the lead.


    Wei Jucheng said this on purpose.


    "Naturally, I''m not making up stories. What I say is true."


    Wei Qicheng snorted coldly. He disdained to do those things.


    He said this at risk!


    "Besides, the people who come to huangquan tavern here are basically people with heads and faces. It''s not like this. Whether what I said is true or not will naturally be known after a period of time."


    Wei Cuicheng said, the folding fan in his hand gently beating in the palm of his hand.


    As soon as the big man heard him say so, he raised his eyebrows slightly and snorted coldly.


    What he said is reasonable, and he can''t refute it.


    "Well, the story is over."


    "If you drink first, then the leader, as before, you put the wine bowls and chopsticks directly in front of the man."


    Sweet potato twisted her waist and smiled. With that, she stood behind Tan Qingyu again.


    Wei juecheng reached out to pick up the small bowl in front of him, looked up and drank it.


    It is clear and sweet, with a sweet aftertaste.


    The truth is good wine.


    It is because of such a long time that it is worth letting him come to the forgetful river every month.


    The small bowl of wine was drunk quickly.


    After drinking, Wei Qicheng''s fingers gently stroked the edge of the wine bowl.


    Finger tip, gently touching, slightly cold.


    Just after drinking this time, I began to want the next time.


    Soon, others began to put their wine bowls in front of the chief storyteller.


    Originally, Wei Jucheng felt that he was in control of the victory.


    But for a long time, no one came and put the wine bowl on his Zhuo son.


    Wei Qicheng raised his eyebrows slightly, and the fan in his hand was no longer shaking.


    He looked around. The little girl in the demon world didn''t give the wine bowl to others this time.


    He didn''t give his bowl to the big man, and the rest gave him all the wine bowls, so now there are the most big man bowls in huangquan tavern.


    He is the chief storyteller this time.


    "Yo, this time the leader is replaced."


    Sweet potato took a look, smiled more enchanting, twisted his waist and sent the pot of wine hung on his waist to the big man.


    "Ha ha ha."


    The big man laughed and held the small wine pot in his hands.


    One day, I can take my wine back.


    The little lady I like and give her this wine. Will she be willing to double repair with herself in the future!


    The big man held the small wine pot, laughed for a while, and turned his eyes to Wei Jucheng.


    "Mr. Wei, this time I really accept it!"


    Wei Qicheng was smiling, and there seemed to be a flash of light in his bright peach eyes.


    "I''m back."


    The big man carefully put away the pot of huangquan wine, and then swaggered away happily.


    The story was over, the drinks were finished, and the people in huangquan tavern gradually left.


    Wei Tucheng''s face was expressionless. The folding fan in his hand gently shook open and was ready to leave.


    As soon as he came out of the gate, he heard the sweet potato shouting behind him.


    "Mr. Wei, please stay."


    "Huh?"


    Wei Cuicheng was slightly stunned, the folding fan in his hand shook slightly, and the man turned his head and looked at the sweet potato.


    "My master has something to say to you."


    Sweet potato smiled. After saying this, he swayed and walked out of Wei Cuicheng''s side and left.


    Wei Cuicheng was suspicious in his heart, but on his face, he still didn''t show it at all. The smile on the bottom of his eyes and eyebrows was still fooling around.


    "What''s the matter?"


    Wei Jucheng walked towards Tan Qingyu, and the folding fan in his hand was fanned one after another.


    "Pa -"


    Tan Qingyu stretched out his hand and threw something at Wei Jucheng,


    He still sat upright. There was no other look on Junyi''s face, especially the eyes, which were incomparably deep. At this time, he couldn''t see clearly or understand.


    At the beginning, Wei juecheng thought it was something. He quickly stretched out his hand and pinched it in an instant.


    When he looked at it, it turned out to be a bottle of wine.


    "Huangquan wine?"


    Wei Qicheng raised his eyebrows and asked.


    Recently, how can tan Qingyu suddenly be so good.


    "No."


    Tan Qingyu''s slender fingers gently stroked the folds of a book in front of him.


    "This is my previous failure to make new wine."


    Tan Qingyu looked faint. After saying this, his sleeve waved gently, and everything on the table was searched.


    "Ha ha, your wine, even if it is a failed product, is extremely good."


    Wei Qicheng quickly put it away, and his face returned to a bright smile.


    "Aren''t you afraid to tell the secret of Xiyuan today?"


    Tan Qingyu walked over, raised his eyebrows and asked in a slow voice.


    Looking at Tan Qingyu who suddenly walked in front of him, Wei Qicheng smiled, "in a few days, I''m sure others will know."


    He could see clearly. The devil''s attitude was very blatant. Later, tut tut tut.


    Wait a few days, I''m afraid the whole demon world knows.


    Tan Qingyu looked at Wei Cuicheng, and the corners of his mouth hooked up and answered faintly.


    "Thanks."


    Wei tuicheng thanked again, waved his sleeve gently, changed it into a black fog, and soon disappeared in front of huangquan tavern.


    Seeing him leave,


    Tan Qingyu took another two steps and stood by the river. As he flew over, the water in the river became more and more urgent.


    The flowers on the other side are in full bloom.


    The night is deeper and deeper, and the star in the sky shines more.


    In the devil''s palace.


    As usual, Xiyuan still sat and practiced,


    As usual, with Su Nuo lying aside, he no longer needed to endure that pain.


    However, because of this, Xiyuan has no intention to practice.


    After a while, he opened his eyes and looked at Su Nuo around him.


    Seeing her sleeping sweetly and with her eyes closed, she looks more clever and lovely..


    Subconsciously, Xiyuan stretched out his hand.