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"This taste... is really not something that ordinary people can bear..." Ou Chuyang replied with lingering fear.

The demon emperor Han Chi stretched out his fingers, picked up a fire dragon ginkgo, and handed it to Ou Chuyang, "Eat a ginkgo and drink a sip of cold wine, which tastes really make people want to die of ecstasy. Should you try it?"

"This..." Ou Chuyang hesitated for a moment. Even the demon emperor Han Chi was about to die. Is he sure he could withstand it?

However, Ou Chuyang felt that his cultivation level had improved by leaps and bounds. He had just been upgraded to the Sword Master Xiaocheng, but now he seemed to be close to the barrier again. The effects of this Ice Soul Han Wine and the Flame Dragon Ginkgo are simply amazing... Such a rare opportunity, once you miss it, you will never come again. The Demon Emperor Han Chi is definitely not the kind of hospitality who invites people to drink and eat fruits casually...

"Okay! Senior treats you warmly, but I'm disrespectful." Ou Chuyang made up his mind and no longer hesitated. He took the Yanlong ginkgo with both hands, put it in his mouth, chewed it a few sips. He then picked up a glass of Bingpo Han wine, raised his head and drank it all.

"Happy!" The demon emperor Han Chi also poured a drink on his own, observing Ou Chuyang's reaction with a smile.

"It hurts..." Ou Chuyang had just spit out a word, and then gritted his teeth and stopped talking. His eyes were wide open, his fists were clenched, and his whole body was as tense as if he was stretched with a full bowstring, and he didn't even move his hair at all.

Ou Chuyang could not think of any words to describe his current feelings. A stream of air that was extremely cold and hot instantly filled his whole body, and each capillary was suffering from double torture at the same time.

He wanted to shout, but couldn't shout, but he wanted to die, but he couldn't die. Gradually, he couldn't tell whether it was cold or hot, and he was almost tortured to the point of being crazy.

If the pain made Ou Chuyang feel that life was worse than death, then he would now completely regret that he was born in this world...

Mu Wanqing knew that Ou Chuyang was suffering from inhuman torture at this moment, and she felt deeply distressed, but she was powerless. She had to grit her teeth, close her eyes, and she didn't see her heart and feel pain. She calmed down and continued her own practice.

...

A faint sun shines into the hall, bringing a hopeful light.

"Click...Click..." A light sound, cracks appeared on Ou Chuyang's body. As the sound became louder and denser, the cracks gradually spread to Ou Chuyang's whole body.

Then, pieces of fragments broke and peeled off like eggshells...

Ou Chuyang's skin and his clothes were actually fused together overnight, and then shattered and fell off like a dry mud blank.

Ou Chuyang's red body is bathed in the light golden sunshine, and his skin is pure and flawless, as if it is reborn, and the treasure is bright, like jade.

"Thank you for giving the wine to me, so that I can be reborn as if I have a new life." Ou Chuyang took out a new set of clothes and put them on, and thanked the demon emperor Han Chi very solemnly.

After one day and one night, his cultivation level almost improved to a small level. But more importantly, he felt that his physique had undergone earth-shaking changes. He didn't know what the effect of this change was, but he knew very well that this was definitely a rare fortune that could benefit him for the rest of his life.

"A little bit of wine is nothing." The demon emperor Han Chi didn't care at all and raised his glass again, "If you like it, let's drink it for three days and three nights to have a good time."

Ou Chuyang laughed, "Seniors have such a good mood, how dare you not accompany me?"

Mu Wanqing was secretly happy for Ou Chuyang, but she didn't say much. She just sat down obediently, stretched out her delicate hands to pour wine for them.

When drinking again, Ou Chuyang no longer drank it all, but savored it lightly and savored it carefully. The wine tasted very lightly, with a faint fragrance. After drinking it into the abdomen, an extremely cold air penetrated the limbs and bones, arousing the sword energy in his body. At this time, he nibbled a bite of the Yanlong Ginkgo and instantly ignited the surging sword energy, which made people's blood surging and refreshing.

"How about it taste again at this time?" asked the demon emperor Hanchi.

Ou Chuyang comforted his hands and praised: "The two heavens of ice and fire are happy like gods, haha!"

"Happy is like a god..." The demon emperor Han Chi showed a hint of nostalgia on his face, and he shook his head and sighed: "In the past, when he drank with Caiyi, he was really happy, like a god..."

Seeing that the demon emperor Han Chi was sad about the past, Ou Chuyang was not easy to answer, so he stopped talking.

The demon emperor Han Chi seemed to be very talkative. He stared at the light but colorless sake in the cup and said with infinite remembrance: "This Bingpo Han wine was brewed by Caiyi in the past, and now there is only this last pot left."

"Ah?" Ou Chuyang didn't expect that the wine was brewed by Gu Caiyi, the master of Hanyu, a thousand years ago. The last pot was drunk by himself. He felt quite embarrassed, "This Bingpo Han wine is so precious, I'm really a waste of resources."

"It's okay." The demon emperor Han Chi smiled, "The beauty is no longer there, and she only keeps her sadness. It's better to drink it and say goodbye. I have made countless enemies throughout my life, but I have no friends. You kid are pretty good. I can share this last pot with you, so that people can know that there have been such good wine in this world."

"This wine is indeed amazing." Ou Chuyang said a pun.

The demon emperor Han Chi had a slight head, "It's gone... When the holy sword comes again, Caiyi's last ray of soul will completely dissipate... The 'Ice Soul Cold Light' can be considered as the object returning to the original owner..."

It turned out that the holy sword "Ice Soul Cold Light" was originally owned by the demon emperor Han Chi. He gave all such treasures to his beloved, but her last wisp of soul was still thinking about using the holy sword to stop his ambitions... This really made Ou Chuyang sigh.

Mu Wanqing couldn't help but whisper: "Is the imperial edict really that important..."

The demon emperor Han Chi did not scold Mu Wanqing, but said slowly: "At first, the entire Yanzhou was the habitat of my beast tribe. Later, humans gradually became stronger and gradually eroded the land of Yannan Yan. If I don't stand up, will my beast tribe still have a place to stand? Of course, at that time, I was able to practice successfully, and I was unlikely to have a rival in the world, and my ambitions would inevitably be a little expanded. Therefore, even if Caiyi and I were facing me in a tit-for-tat way, I had no resentment towards her. I just regretted that this great battle came too late, so that I and her ended like this..."

Ou Chuyang asked in confusion: "How do you say this?"

"Now I realize how ridiculous the so-called grand aspiration is absurd." The demon emperor Han Chi laughed at himself, "The world of great struggle is coming, and the road to the super holy gods has begun. What kind of grand aspiration can be compared with the position of the Sword God? If I become the Sword God, I can dominate this world, so why should I compete for a corner of Yanzhou? Thousands of years ago, I put the cart before the horse and ended up breaking the grace with Cai Yi for this. It's really ridiculous..."

"So that's it." Ou Chuyang nodded suddenly. In the world of great struggle, the Super Saint's Constitution is still too far away from him, and there is no need to think too much about it now.

"He is here." The demon emperor Han Chi tightened his blue eyebrows, stood up, walked out of the hall, stood with his hands behind his back, and looked into the distance.
Chapter completed!