Chapter 270: Canon of the Wine Official

"Our magical skills are taught by Zhengtian Bengong. Zhengtian Bengong is the great savior of Xingshui Village!!!" Xing'er's little witch announced loudly, revealing the answer!

"Mr. Zheng Zhengtian is the guardian of our Xingshui Village. Its status is above the village chief and patriarch. Please do not be ungrateful people, and you must treat and respect Zheng Tian benevolent!"

The little witch Xing'er said loudly, extremely solemnly, and pretended to bow to Zhengtian three times from the air.

Zhengtian was stunned. The old devil Muramama named himself the guardian of his position, but the little witch Xing'er clarified his status. Although he was calm and gentle to everything, he was still stunned for a moment and was a little lost.

The little witch Xing'er flew back to the big jar and continued, "The food is already good, and it is endless, but only the food is delicious. How can it be called a large hunting event?"

Looking at the tribesmen's puzzled eyes, Xing'er's little witch shook, stood in the air, kicked open the lid of the wine tank, and the rich aroma of wine immediately scattered!

The villagers of Xingshui Village were involuntarily drooling, and the sound of swallowing saliva came one after another!

"Fine wine!!" The old devil Muramama cheered.

"Fine wine!" All the tribe members shouted enthusiastically.

"Yes, this is fine wine!"

The little witch Xing'er said loudly, "With the support of the former clan leader, the old devil Fu Zheng, and under the guidance of Engong Zhengtian, Fu Hongxue, Fu Hongmei, the two clan leader Fu Xing'er, worked hard, worked hard, and forgot to eat and sleep. We successfully copied the same taste of wine."

"Wine is both good things, such as curing diseases and saving people, bringing happiness, and bad things. For example, drinking is a mistake or messing with alcohol, all of which are its disadvantages!"

"So, it is best to supply fine wine in limited quantities. Today's celebration meeting, for tribesmen over 20 years old, each with one pound of fine wine, for tribesmen over 10 to 20 years old, each with half a pound of fine wine, and for children under 10 years old, a quarter of a pound of fine wine."

The little witch Xing'er's expression was serious and said the rules, then said, "Next, I appoint the former clan leader, the old devil Fu Zheng, as the wine manager of Xingshui Village, to be responsible for keeping the wine and distributing the wine. For the matter of fine wine, everything is subject to the decision of the former clan leader Fu Zheng!"

When the old devil Muramama heard this, his eyes shone brightly, and his old face was as twisted as a withered flower. He thought to himself, "This granddaughter is not in vain. I will take over such an important position! Humph, that guy will disrespect me in the future, and he will give me less wine and not give me opportunities."

Sure enough, the appointment of Xing'er's little witch made the tribesmen of Xingshui Village look at the old devil in the village with jealousy and smile.

Fu Shan's old man's mouth twitched, and he wanted to recommend himself to the little witch Xinger to be in charge of the wine, but when he thought that Fu Zheng was the little devil's grandfather, he simply endured it and smiled at the old devil Munmasa and said, "Class leader Fu Zheng, he is in charge of the wine, he is really good at doing his best!"

"The clan leader of Xing'er is wise, the old clan leader is wise!" Fu Shan Yi Lao shouted loudly, not blushing at all, not ashamed.

The little witch Xing'er blinked at her grandfather, smiled, and shouted, "Everyone get a drink as soon as possible, and then we will start the meal and enjoy the delicious food!"

Fu Shan was the first to hold a big wine glass and staggered to the wine jar and asked the devil of Muramama to make wine.

The sentence "The old patriarch is wise!" made the old devil of Munmama so happy. He reciprocates his love. He filled a large wine glass for Fu Shan Yi Lao, which was far more than a pound of scale dividing line.

Zhengtian, looking at the snobbishness of Fu Shan’s old man, the demon Muramasa showed off, and the corners of his mouth twitched. This cup was about one and a half pounds!

The tribe members lined up, and the old devil Muramasa was personally responsible for the wine sharing. Some were more and some were less, all based on the old devil’s feeling!

The little witch Xing'er had half a glass of wine, Zhengtian had half a glass of wine, the witch Xue'er and the witch Mei'er had half a glass of wine, and the four of them looked at each other and found that they were actually on the same channel!

The tribe members all got the wine. Looking at the crystal clear nectar and jade liquid and smelling the fragrant and mellow wine, the tribe members were very happy. This was not the same as the few drops of wine half a month ago!

The little witch Xing'er stood up. Although she was not tall, she was about 1.7 meters tall, she had a strong aura and controlled the situation. She said loudly, "In the era of the eldest grand clan, the first large-scale hunting event, now we will celebrate our success with fine wine and delicacies, and let us build a new chapter in Xingshui Village with hard work, courage, wisdom and persistence!"

"drink!"

"I'll kill it, you guys do whatever you want!"

The little witch Xing'er is very courageous. She drank the glass of wine in one sip, then sat down, transformed her energy into qi, practiced for a while, and then began to eat magic meat.

Zhengtian, Xue'er Witch, Mei'er Witch, also killed the wine in the glass, practiced with strength to transform qi, and then started a food journey!

At this time, while the cups and cups were filled with joy, the happy time floated by. The four of Zhengtian ate and drank, mainly the heads of the monsters, which was the place with the strongest magic power!

Zhengtian specially gave the three demon elephants' big heads to the three witches, and he sucked the heads of thirty-six demon birds all over.

The brain and bone marrow of the monsters contain the richest magic power. Only by practicing using power to transform qi can we truly subdue this surging magic power.

The head of the Thick Earth Demon Elephant is too big. The witch Xue'er, the witch Xing'er, and the witch Mei'er have not all been sucked. They have only absorbed 60% or 70% and can no longer swallow the magic power.

The little witch Xing'er casually put the elephant's head on Zhengtian's head and asked him to suck it.

Zhengtian was speechless, but he still sucked all the remaining 30% of the magic elephant brain marrow.

The witch Mei'er and the witch Xue'er followed suit and put the magic elephant head on the head of Zhengtian one after another.

Zhengtian simply refused to accept everyone and devoured the remaining brain marrow.

Zhengtian, after he finished sucking, he found that his magic power had reached its limit and it was difficult to absorb magic power again.

The four of them came to the fire and began to practice.

Unexpectedly, all four of them practiced the Nanli Divine Fire Divine Art, but their realms were slightly different.

In the southern region, the Vermilion Bird Kingdom was destroyed, and the Vermilion Bird Dynasty disappeared out of thin air. The original site left a cursed black abyss with a radius of hundreds of miles.

Zhu Hongfu, the King of Suzaku, used the fortune of the Suzaku Kingdom, his own fortune, and the life and death luck of tens of millions of people to sacrifice, destroying the Demon Emperor Ha Huihui's 500,000 imperial guards, so that they could be destroyed and never be reborn.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!