When Yang Tuo received a call, Yang Yizhi was learning sword in the basement and immediately informed Lin Xiaoxi.

"How could they be together?"

Lin Xiaoxi was a little nervous. She had no good feelings for the Presbyterian Church and the Supervisor, and was a feather.

She had to figure out what Shi Jian was here for.

Lin Xiaoxi made a decision and ordered: "Yizhi, don't you still have a bottle of treasured wine in the Republic of China? We are now going to Lao Huang's club. Whether the Sword of the Eternal Sect can rise depends on your performance."

Her left palm spread out, and two tiny spirit stones appeared, like earplugs: "Wear one, give him another when you see Yang Tuo and let him wear it."

"I understand. People say that foreign Taoist priests are good at chanting scriptures. I will speak English all the time later and appear as a turtle monk. I will make sure they will be disgusted!"

Yang Yizhi put away the listening stone and rushed to Lao Huang's club.

He stood at the gate of the club waiting, while Lin Xiaoxi hid in the monitoring room to command remotely.

The private room was also ready. Although there was no gimbal monitoring, it was not difficult for Lin Xiaoxi to use this kind of monitoring object made of magic circles and spirit stones to be a strange trick. The Tianji Gate was destroyed on it, and it was too distracted and mixed and not refined.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Qi. I didn't expect that you gave me the little gift you gave me to watch birds, and now you're using it."

Lin Xiaoxi put down the surveillance tool given to her by Senior Brother Seven, sighed and said to Senior Brother Seven, and quietly closed the door.

The taxi arrived soon.

Yang Tuo, who was sitting in the passenger seat, noticed the gesture and secret code made by the old man before he got off the car.

He understood it and immediately introduced: "This is my master."

Although Yang Yizhi was prepared for a long time, Shi Jian's spiritual pressure was still so strong that he felt scared!

"I am Yang Yizhi, welcome Lord Shi. Lord Shi has come from afar. Thank you for your hard work, Nais Tumi Ball."

Yang Yizhi looked at Shi Jian with respect but not humbleness.

He personally led the way in front, came to the private room, arranged to take a seat, found an opportunity, and quietly stuffed the listening stone into Yang Tuo's hand: "Bluetooth earplugs."

Are these earplugs?

As he was skeptical, Yang Tuo squatted down in a soap-picking posture and quickly stuffed the little thing into his left ear.

"Yang Tuo, can you hear me? Touch your left ear if you hear it. Very good. I can hear the sound when I see you. Don't act rashly, first find out what Lord Shi is coming."

Lin Xiaoxi's voice made Yang Tuoxin happy, and her calm voice also brought strength to him, and his emotions gradually calmed down.

For the three of them, they are facing life and death at this moment and cannot be lost.

Yang Yizhi called the manager: "Get all the best wines here, you need the best ones, not the most expensive ones. We really come to drink, and we have a very slight mouth. Do you understand what I mean?"

The manager understood that Lao Huang had already told him that the table was full of distinguished guests, and he smiled all over his face: "Please wait, you'll arrive soon."

Soon, the manager brought a winemaker in his 30s and several waiters to help, carrying four or five large wine barrels, put them on the table, and brought a lot of wine utensils and snacks.

Yang Tuo looked carefully and found that these wine barrels were specially made constant temperature boxes for storing wine.

The winemaker acted elegantly and smiled and said, "I will show you below."

The private room was very quiet, only the winemaker's hands were moving.

Some wines need to be awakened, some can be drunk directly, some must be served with fruits and food, and different wines must be used with different wine utensils, and everything is available in the club. The winemaker is like an art performance.

Unfortunately, today's host and guest are Shi Jian.

He is a royal family of the Ishima tribe. He has never seen any rare treasures and has never tasted any fine wine?

“This is the Bordeaux wine of eighteen years…”

"Ph, it's hard to drink."

"This is Baihua Wine..."

"Pooh!"

"This is……"

"Pooh!"

Shi Jian vomited three times, and the winemaker's face turned dark.

Qin Xi was very embarrassed. He came forward to treat him, but Shi Jian was not satisfied. This really made him look like a slap.

Shi Jian waved: "If you all have this kind of thing here, there is no need to recommend it. Xiao Qin, thank you for your hospitality."

He stood up and wanted to leave, but Qin Xi hurried over and wanted to stop him: "Master Shi..."

Shi Jian stopped him: "I don't mean to blame you. It's just that these ordinary wines will only affect your mood when you put them in. It's better not to drink them. Maybe these are the best wines here, but I really don't love this one."

Qin Xi sighed and looked at Yang Tuo and Yang Yizhi sitting next to him, and there was nothing he could do.

There is no way. Shi Jian usually drinks fine wine in the world of cultivation, and he is really qualified to say such things as ordinary wine.

Lin Xiaoxi's voice came from Yang Tuo's ears: "Yang Tuo, take out the wine we didn't finish last night, and don't move first."

Yang Tuo did as he did, took out the wine he had not finished with Lin Xiaoxi last night and placed it gently on the table.

When the winemaker saw it, he knew it and sneered.

Is this a mess?

First, we are worthless in criticizing us, and then take out our own goods to conquer us?

"Eternal Wine?"

Shi Jian was a consignee. He recognized the bottle at a glance and stretched out his hand. The bottle flew directly into his hand through the tabletop.

Like the King of Ten Thousand Porcelain, grab the porcelain bottle with one hand.

wtf!

The manager and the winemaker almost popped up their eyes. Is this magic?

Extracting objects from afar?

They were absolutely dazzled, absolutely!

Shi Jian opened the bottle stopper and a strange fragrance emanated.

He suddenly felt energetic. Judging from his experience, this wine was definitely brewed with nectar from the "Singular Flowers" that is only available in the world of cultivation, and it has been stored for at least a hundred years and is extremely mellow.

He poured out a small cup, first observed the color, then smelled the fragrance of the wine, and finally sipped in a small sip.

Shi Jian closed his eyes and looked intoxicated. He could feel multiple levels of aftertaste. The wine was spinning on his tongue. Different areas had different taste buds, producing different flavors.

Shi Jian closed his eyes for at least one minute, and carefully realized that he had tasted a lot of things from the wine, including his life insights.

"Very good, he really loves this."

Lin Xiaoxi's voice came, and Yang Tuo and Yang Yizhi both cheered up, and it seemed that they were half successful.

Qin Xi was very happy and the maid smiled.

"May I ask... can I taste a little?"

The winemaker asked carefully, his eyes full of anticipation.

Shi Jian was in charge of the wine bottle. He frowned, but still poured out a little, probably less than five cents.

call out--

The wine glass was thrown out by him, spinning in the air, falling in front of the winemaker in a parabolic trajectory.

The manager exclaimed: "Be careful!"

The winemaker hurriedly went to grab it. No matter who it was, his first thought was that the wine glass would definitely fall on the table and knock it over, bounce, or even break it.

But something unreasonable happened again, and the wine glass fell steadily on the table, spinning.

Just like the water cup on the side of the Fujiwara Takumi, it rotated rapidly, but no drop of the wine was spilled out.

The wine glass rotates slowly and finally stops.

This move shocked the manager and the winemaker, Yang Tuo, Yang Yizhi, and Qin Xi. Wu Cultivation reached this level and controlled the energy and fire to perfection. I am afraid that some foundation-building cultivators could not be as good as Shi Jian.

Perhaps it is beneficial to staying at level 39 and not rushing upwards in the game. It’s not that no one has done anything about playing the battlefield with top-quality equipment.

"Yang Tuo, please praise him quickly, you can shock the mountains with one hand." Lin Xiaoxi's instructions came from the listening stone.

Yang Tuo didn't even know what these words were, so he could only applaud mechanically, showing an embarrassing and polite elegant smile: "I'm so smart, Nais~~"

Shi Jian looked at the Ness-type player, smiled slightly, and said nothing more, and raised a thumbs up to express his approval of the wine.

Lin Xiaoxi's heart was in his throat, but fortunately, Shan and San pronunciation were similar, and they almost showed flaws.

This hand shakes the mountain and throws is not a casual play. Shi Jian uses his strength to control the rotation. In just a short while, about one-third of the wine turned into gas, and evaporated with a large amount of wine fragrance.

Not only did the winemaker smell it, but even the manager next to him almost got drunk.

It smells so good!

The winemaker closed his eyes and took a sip. The wine touched the tip of his tongue and conquered all his taste buds in an instant. This was a wine he had never tasted before.

The mellow smell was like a strong muscular man hugging him, which was full of fulfillment.

The soft feeling is like a sunny big brother next door, gentle and cute, caring for every detail of him.
To be continued...