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Chapter 11 Alcohol is not intoxicating and people are intoxicated

"Young son-in-law..."

"Call me, Master from now on. From now on, I will have no relationship with that woman!"

It was almost dusk, and the setting sun was like blood, burning the clouds in the sky into a bright red color. The breeze blew softly, bringing greetings to the night, but inadvertently aroused someone's sorrow...

Little peach red and shallow black eyebrows, and a faint confusion flowed in her bright eyes. When she looked back suddenly, she didn't know what she was looking for. Liao Wurenyan was left on the road, only two long shadows, one was her, and the other was Meng Xiaoyin.

"I really don't know whether this sudden decision was right or wrong? What kind of life will be waiting for me in the days to come?"

Somehow, Xiao Taohong didn't even feel any excitement in her heart, and some were full of confusion and hesitation...

"Young Master, where are we going now?" Xiao Taohong calmed down and went with Meng Xiaoyin.

Meng Xiaoyin narrowed his eyes, faced the red fallen sun, grinned and asked, "Do you know where there is a sect of immortal cultivation?"

"Young Master wants to cultivate immortality?" Xiao Taohong was stunned.

"What's the point if you don't practice immortality when you come to this world?" Meng Xiaoyin laughed loudly, clamped his legs hard, and Zhuifeng BMW roared a long roar and ran forward with force.

Looking at Meng Xiaoyin's figure gradually fading away, it seemed as if it was gradually blending into the golden and red sky, and there was an unreal feeling.

Xiao Taohong tilted Zhen's head, revealing a deep doubt, and thought to herself: Which one is the real Meng Xiaoyin? Is this domineering and unrestrained man in front of me, and also the polite and tolerant weak scholar in my memory? Can a person really be divided into two completely opposite personalities? It's so incredible.

Xiao Taohong shook her head and decided not to think about it anymore.

Some things seem to be accurate and there is no answer, or you don’t need the answer at all. Since that’s the case, what’s the point of obsession? Everything is done by following the will of God.

Thinking of this, she bit her red lip and was not willing to fall behind, and immediately rode her horse and ran away.

"Young Master, I heard that there is an immortal sect in the Fanxian City. Every year on September 9th, immortals recruit disciples in the city. The eldest son of the Li family and the second son of the Zhang family have been there, but unfortunately they were not selected."

"Fanxian City?" Meng Xiaoyin frowned and thought for a while, but there was really no impression in his mind.

It seems that the memories obtained from that unlucky guy are not complete, and it is unknown how much they have been lost.

Meng Xiaoyin smiled casually and didn't take it too seriously, so he asked, "How far is it to the Immortal City from here?"

"I heard that it will take at least one month to walk." Xiao Taohong replied with a crisp voice.

"It's only mid-June now, and there's plenty of time, so there's no need to worry too much."

After Meng Xiaoyin calculated it, he suddenly asked again, "By the way, did Du Mengyan practice in the Immortal City?"

"No. Once, I heard from Master Du Yu that Miss Mengyan's sect is very big and much stronger than the Immortal Sect in Fanxian City!"

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After passing through a vast wilderness, the two finally entered Luhe Town before dark.

Luhe Town is a historic town with a large population and a very lively night market. People come and go on the streets, with lights and decorations everywhere, and a festive atmosphere.

After walking for a while, the two of them probably figured out that tomorrow was exactly a local custom, worshiping the river god.

Xiao Taohong was curious and grabbed a kind-faced old man to understand the situation.

According to the old man, the river gods of Luhe are very effective and will meet their requests. Therefore, at this time of year, people within a radius of hundreds of miles will come to worship and pray for a year of peace and prosperity.

Meng Xiaoyin listened and wondered, why did this look the same as my Dragon Boat Festival?

With more people, accommodation will naturally become a scarce resource.

The two of them moved several inns in a row, and they all said they were full. After a few twists and turns, it was not until late at night that they found a room in a dilapidated inn. There was no way, so the two had to squeeze in for a night.

In the room, Meng Xiaoyin ordered some wine and food, and the two of them gathered around the table.

"I heard that the green plum wine here is famous far and wide, so you can try it too!" Meng Xiaoyin poured a bowl of wine and handed it to Xiao Taohong.

Xiao Taohong smiled slightly, took the bowl, pursed her cherry lips and tasted it lightly, and her delicate body immediately shuddered.

"How is it?" Meng Xiaoyin felt satisfied and laughed.

“A little sour, and a little sweet.”

Xiao Taohong smiled sweetly, as if she wanted to further confirm the taste of the wine. She held the bowl and took another sip, and after a while, the phoenix eyes narrowed her crescent moon and said playfully, "It's really delicious!"

Meng Xiaoyin knew that she had never liked drinking. Is she intrigued tonight? She immediately smiled and said, "Then drink more, I'll get it if it's not enough."

"Young Master, you can drink too." As he said that, Xiao Taohong took another sip.

Before I knew it, two beautiful red clouds rose on my face, and my cherry lips were stained with wine, becoming more and more shiny, and under the slightly swaying light, it became more bright and charming.

"I like to drink strong wine, but I can't satisfy myself when I drink Qingmei wine..." Meng Xiaoyin suddenly glanced at the girl's red lips and couldn't help but be stunned.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Taohong smacked her lips and couldn't help but take another sip. Before she knew it, most of the bowl of wine disappeared.

Meng Xiaoyin was still stunned, as if he was in a devil's way, and his eyes gradually became blurred.

"Young Master, why...why are you?" Xiao Taohong noticed it and her face suddenly became unnatural.

"Little Taohong..." Meng Xiaoyin's breathing became heavy.

"Young master, I'll go and ask for some strong wine for you." Xiao Taohong was very uncomfortable with Meng Xiaoyin's hot gaze, and quickly stood up. However, her body became soft and shaking, and she was about to fall.

"Be careful!" Meng Xiaoyin hurriedly stood up to support him.

Xiao Taohong was even more panicked and was about to struggle, but she was helpless and felt weaker into the man's arms.

"Little Taohong, what's wrong with you?" Meng Xiaoyin stared at her lips and swallowed, unable to help but feel distracted.

"Why... I'm so powerless after drinking just one bowl?" Xiao Taohong gasped heavily, her chest swelled up and down, shaking violently.

Meng Xiaoyin smiled and said, "This is called "Wine is not drunk and everyone is drunk."

"Young master, I feel a little dizzy. I want to go back to the room..." The little peach voice was so delicate that the wine scented, and the fragrance of wine slowly exhaled from the seductive red lips, intoxicating souls.

"Silly, isn't this the room..." Meng Xiaoyin could no longer hold it back and suddenly fell down, his mouth imprinted on the girl's cherry lips...
Chapter completed!
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