Feng Wan turned around to look, and saw that Bu Ran's well-joined hands were holding a small, delicate wine cup.

The beautiful lips moved, it was indeed him who was speaking just now.

[Thank you, Master Buran, but no need.]

Fengwan didn't dare to let Buran drink for her. She thought she didn't have that much dignity.

【Your master asked you to.】

There was helplessness and a touch of sadness in Buran's voice. His uncle really wanted to dote on his apprentice, but he had to drag him along to dote on him.

He looks very idle, like someone who has been taken advantage of?

But his uncle had spoken, and if he didn't listen, he would be patted on the back of the head, so he thought about it and let it go.

In fact, Buran knew what his uncle meant. As long as he drank this glass of wine for Wanwan, others would have to think carefully if they dared to come to toast. After all, those people who dared to let him, the ancestor, drink must be brave enough.

.

Was his uncle really afraid that his precious disciple would be criticized for being pretentious by using tea instead of wine, so he chose to sacrifice him? Is he so worthless?

Also, is he thinking too much? With Wanwan’s current status, who would dare to talk about it?

Sure enough, the two disciples who came to toast were directly frightened.

Have they done something wrong? Does Patriarch Buran have any objections to them?

Let Patriarch Buran drink with them, they must be dreaming.

There was no need to dye anything, so I just raised my neck and drank the wine.

The wine slid down the clear Adam's apple, causing most of the female nuns present to almost scream in excitement.

Fortunately, they covered their mouths in time.

This is too much, and their hearts may fail.

How on earth did Ancestor Buran manage to be invincibly beautiful and alluring? This is simply a monster.

However, Patriarch Buran will hold back the wine for Ban Danzun. Does that mean that Patriarch Buran likes Ban Danzun?

All the female cultivators in Jiuhuang who admire Buran Ancestor have reached a consensus that Buran is just like the flower of the high mountains, he should not belong to anyone.

Now that he wants to go down to earth and fall in love with someone, they really can't accept it.

But if this person is Fengwan, they don't seem to be so unacceptable.

What the male cultivators were thinking was that Ban Danzun had already told everyone in Jiuhuang not to get married.

If Patriarch Buran really likes Ban Danzun, it can only be unrequited love.

Several cubs in the space were also analyzing why Bu Ran suddenly did this.

If it were before, Baozhi would have been furious, but now she is sitting on the small bench as steady as an old dog.

It wasn't that she believed that Bu Ran had other thoughts, but that she believed in her master.

Huohuang and the other cubs also absolutely believe in their master. To the master, men have no elixir.

If they think too much, they are asking for trouble.

The two disciples reacted and quickly drank the spiritual wine in their own cups.

Not only that, but he also poured nine cups to make up for it.

Ancestor Buran drinks one cup, they drink ten cups.

The two disciples who made the toast left, and the other disciples who also wanted to make a toast backed down.

They really don't dare.

But there are some who dare.

Wen Qianqian, who was not performing on the show, walked to Feng Wan's seat with a wine cup.

Daojun Ximeng always had a faint smile on his face, but now it was so cold that he felt like he was falling off his face.

She just let Wen Qianqian leave the seat without paying attention.

If she said she didn't mean it, others probably wouldn't believe it.

It turns out that Sissi can really cause trouble for her, and this is her way of sending her away.

Wen Qianqian smiled and raised her glass to Feng Wan.

"Ban Danzun, I can't drink either, so I'll offer you a cup of tea. You won't mind, right?"

The eight-pointed little face has an innocent smile, which is really pretty.

[This disgusting rotten woman, I really want to blow her head off.]

Bai Yu ran away angrily.

Feng Wan did not go to get his tea cup, but gave the person in front of him a meaningful look.

With just a faint glance, Wen Qianxi's hand holding the wine cup became a little unsteady.

As a strong man, there is no need to deliberately release pressure, just a look is enough.

Wen Qianqian swallowed subconsciously and continued looking for something to say.

"After I came to Tianyuan Sect, I heard people say that Bandanzun looks like me. Now that I've met him, it's true."

These words made Peak Master Zongzheng unable to bear it any longer.

"Does the disciple of my peak master look like you?"

"Ah, no, I said something wrong. It should be that I look similar to Lord Bandan."

"Master, I'll just come."

Feng Wan didn't want to trouble her master with such a trivial matter, so she could solve it with just a few clicks of her fingers.

She doesn't care much, but that doesn't mean she will let others bully her.

She may be very approachable, but that doesn't mean she won't hit people.

She doesn't care about other people's opinions, right or wrong, as long as she has a clear conscience.

No matter what you do, people who don't like you will always find bones in the eggs.

"Um."

Feng Wan turned his attention back to Wen Qianqian.

"Don't try to step on me to get the upper hand. Put away your little cleverness, otherwise you won't be able to bear the consequences."

Feng Wan's voice was equally soft and soft, but there was a domineering tone in it that Wen Qianqian could not replicate.

This is the confidence that comes from high-level monks and cannot be faked.

"Ban Danzun, I don't, I just admire you. Just don't drink the tea I offer you. There is no need to humiliate me like this."

Wen Qianxi wanted to say something, but unfortunately it was too late because she was already lying face down on the ground.

The tea cup in my hand was spilled, and water got all over my hair and face.

"This is humiliating."

When Wen Qianqian came over to serve tea, other people looked over.

They didn't even see how Ban Danzun took action just now. Now, Wen Qianqian was lying on the ground. She was worthy of being a monk in the realm of transformation.

Ximeng and Lingze hurried over, but they did not reach out to pull him.

Bundanzun wants to teach her a lesson. If they help people up now, they are rebelling against Bundanzun, so let her lie down on the ground.

Based on what she just said, this punishment is too light.

No one helped her, so Wen Qianxi lay down for a while and had to get up on her own.

The black and white eyes were red, as if he had been greatly wronged.

"Ban Danzun, how could you do this to me? I am the orphan of the Wen family after all.

Our Wen family has made great contributions to the Jiuhuang Continent, and my parents have made even more contributions to the Tianyuan Sect.

How could you do this to me?"

"That is the work of your ancestors, what does it have to do with you?"

Feng Wan will not be kidnapped by her morality.

Wen Qianqian wanted to argue with Feng Wan, but Ximeng grabbed her arm forcefully.

"Go back with me."

"Sister Ximeng, I have followed you for so long and I have long regarded you as my biological sister. Why don't you even speak for me?"

"Your cultivation level makes it inappropriate to call me sister. From now on, you should still call me Taoist Master Ximeng."

This title is to clarify the relationship between two people.

"I won't leave. Ancestors, I beg you to uphold justice for me, otherwise it will chill the hearts of other descendants of the family."

Hey guys, here comes the second update!
Chapter completed!