Chapter 1705: To Drink Daughter Red

As soon as these words were said, Wu Feng and Old Liu head's body obviously trembled, especially Wu Feng, his heart beat furiously in a split second, he himself could hear his own heartbeat, inexplicably, tears rolled out, he didn't know whether it was his own hallucination, or whether he had misheard it, as if he was in the clouds.

Wu Feng then grabbed Master Fan's arm, his lips trembled with excitement, and he stammered and asked, "Great …… Great …… Master …… You …… what did you just say? Can …… you say it again?"

"What? I said that this kid lying on the ground is not completely dead, are you deaf?" Master Zhaifan spoke with a shocking look of disinterest.

Wu Feng grasped Master Zhifan's arm a little tighter, tears fell in large chunks, still in disbelief asked, "Master …… you …… are you telling the truth? My elder brother really didn't die?"

"Not dead is not dead, do you want to pinch the old line's arm to pieces?" Master Zhifan was grimacing from Wu Feng's pinch, and suddenly with a stroke of luck, a wave of true qi rushed to the arm that Wu Feng had pinched, directly bouncing Wu Feng out.

"Grandmaster, how is it that you didn't die, you should explain it to us elms, old man begs you." Old Liu Tou was also agitated and couldn't help but bow to Master Yuifan repeatedly.

"Explaining is fine, but in the future, old me will have to drink Daughter's Red, fine Daughter's Red!" Master Yuifan cast a sidelong glance at Old Liu Tou and threatened.

"Aiya, Master, don't say Daughter Red, you can even drink old man's blood, please speak quickly." Old Liu Tou urged.

"Laodian does not drink your blood, you are this old and your blood is not good to drink, Laodian wants Daughter Red, several jars, at least seven jars! No, eight jars!" Master Dafan made a gesture of "eight" and opened his mouth wide.

"Sensei eight jars, you are just letting old me set up the Great Empty Temple all full of wine ah, your old man just say it quickly."

"Really? You're saying it's true? Can you really fill the Big Sky Temple with Daughter Red?" At the mention of wine, both of Master Dewan's eyes let out a brilliant light, and his harangue was almost ready to flow out.

At this time, Master Huikong on the side was not happy, he coughed dryly and reminded, "Uncle, we are a holy place of Buddhism, your old man can just sneak a little bit of drink by himself, but if you want to fill up the Dakung Temple, and let me, the abbot, live anymore?"

Master Zhaoran touched his head, shook his head and sighed for a while, muttering, "It's a pity that so many good wine ah, forget it, just eight jars, this is what you said ah, can't renege, tomorrow will be sent to the old line to the hanging cliffs."

"The old man's words naturally count, if you don't send the wine to you tomorrow, how about you take the old man's old bones and soak them in wine?" Old Liu Hair made harsh words.

"Forget it, see you still have some sincerity, the old line will tell you guys, those two demon foxes respectively put a wisp of residual soul on top of the inner dan, in fact, it saved the life of that teenager, I think you all know, once the inner dan is swallowed, that inner dan will be fused with the host, the same root and the same life, the residual souls of the two demon foxes are also like that, they are in the moment when the teenager is about to breathe his last breath. Separately hooked his three souls and seven vampires, sealed in the body of that teenager, because if the teenager's soul is scattered, the remnants of the two demon foxes will also go up in smoke, so that you can understand it ……"