Chapter 781 Chapter 781 It Tastes Good

Feng Jiu's other hand flicked her spiritual energy, and without raising her eyes, she caught the two wine glasses and placed them on the table. She stared at the man and said with a smile, "Your life is really worthless. ?Wenwang w≤w≈w=．≥8=1≈z≤w≈．=com”

The man froze slightly, his chin raised slightly due to the dagger at his throat, and he raised his eyes to look at the dazzlingly smiling red-clothed boy in front of him. Although the expression on his face was not obvious, his heart trembled slightly.

He knew very well what kind of skill he was, but this young man's skill was still higher than his, and when he raised his hand, he subdued him, and the one that pressed against his neck was his own dagger.

The strong men standing around stared at the two of them, each with a different expression. Some of them wanted to do it, but they endured when they saw the young man subduing their boss three or two times.

They are all at the level of the Great Spirit Master. How good is the young man? Seeing him kill someone in the blink of an eye, and now subduing their boss, we can already know that his strength is set above the Great Spirit Master.

It's just that above the Great Spirit Master is a Foundation Establishment cultivator. Could it be that this young man is already a Foundation Establishment cultivator?

Feng Jiu withdrew her hand and brushed her robes and sat down. She tapped the table with her slender white fingers: "Pour wine."

Bai Xiao, who was standing on the side, was stunned, then came up and mentioned that the wine jar was going to pour her wine, but she stopped her: "I didn't tell you, just sit by the side."

She flicked her hands and motioned for him to sit down, her eyes fell on the man kneeling in front of him.

Bai Xiao was stunned for a while, then put it down obediently, and sat down at a distance, he stared at Feng Jiu, and suddenly felt that Feng Jiu's aura sometimes was very captivating, and people couldn't help but feel free. He didn't dare to disobey, that kind of coercion, that kind of momentum, he had only seen in the ancestors of his family.

The man stared at Feng Jiu for a while, then stood up, put away the dagger, walked up and picked up the jar of wine and poured a glass of wine for the boy.

Seeing this scene, the surrounding big men frowned one by one, but did not speak, just stared at them, watching the red-clothed boy sitting at the table, and their boss standing aside, when the boy finished drinking After the glass of wine, he poured another glass for him.

Until a voice came, everyone turned their attention to the voice.

"Come on, let's roast the wild boar."

The two big men carried a whole roast pig forward, supported it with a tree, and placed it on the table, the two said to the man: "Boss, this wild boar is very tender, and it was roasted by Dashan with a special method. , the smell of the hind legs is aggravated, and it smells more fragrant, but we know that the boss has a weak taste, and we put less seasoning on the front legs, and the taste is lighter."

Hearing this, the hearts of the big men moved slightly, they stared at the roasted wild boar, and then looked away.

When the man heard this, he raised his eyes and glanced at Feng Jiu, and saw that he was drinking from a wine glass, his face was slightly red, and there was a hint of confusion in his eyes, as if he had been drinking too much, but he didn't seem to listen. When the two of them said the same thing, they drank a glass of wine and shouted again to pour the wine.

Bai Xiao on the side tugged at Feng Jiu's sleeve: "Don't drink too much, it will be bad if you are drunk." He looked at the big men who were eyeing the two of them like tigers and tigers. Some worry.

"Well, I won't drink too much. Just in time for the barbecue, come here, cut two pieces to taste."

Feng Jiu put down the wine glass and shouted, and leaned forward to smell it: "Well, it tastes good, very fragrant."