Chapter 1760 3.206 Don’t Waste It
Naturally, Qiao Mu didn't know that You Batian and a person of unknown origin were plotting against her behind her back.
Even if he knew it, he would probably sneer at it.
Do you really think that elixir that triples cultivation is so easy to take?
It feels good for a while after taking it, but will you die later?
The human body itself has a tolerance for spiritual power. Otherwise, why should we not be aggressive when advancing?
Once this temperature is exceeded, the human body cannot bear it, and it is easy to explode and die.
Qiao Mu didn't know that the head of the You family was being instigated and was preparing to deal with her. At this moment, she was leading Zhu Xiaogong, Qi Xuanxuan and their group, walking slowly on the bustling streets of Onka City.
Today's Onka City Street has pots of chrysanthemums placed on both sides of the street, but few people actually put out chrysanthemum wine and invite people to taste it.
But it is true that these days, drinks and the like are themselves luxuries.
This year’s Chrysanthemum Festival is purely about appreciating the flowers.
"No wine!" Mata looked disappointed. He also wanted to try the chrysanthemum wine from Onka City. How was it different from what he had tasted before?
Qiao Mu glanced at him funny, "Want to drink?"
"Qiaoqiao has wine?"
"There are excellent bamboo leaf wine and homemade winter fruit wine. Which one do you want to drink?"
"Winter fruit wine!" Everyone said in unison.
"Let's go then!" Qiao Mu pointed to a flower stand set up with potted chrysanthemums in front.
There are several tables and chairs there for tourists to rest.
As the group walked over, they saw that there were quite a few people sitting at the tables and chairs in front of the flower shelves.
Someone was holding a cup, shaking his head, tasting chrysanthemum wine, and recited a poem.
There were also people gathered around a table eagerly, holding a bamboo sign and racking their brains to think of something.
"What are you doing?" Mata curiously went over to take a look. After a while, he squeezed out of the crowd and smiled at Qiao Mu. "There is a small amount of chrysanthemum wine provided here, but you have to guess at least the three characters on the bamboo card. A puzzle."
"Are you going to guess?" Qi Xuanxuan and others looked at him curiously.
Mata shook his head quickly, "Don't we have winter fruit wine? Why are we trying to fight for that chrysanthemum wine?"
Qi Xuanxuan sneered, "Actually, you just don't have the IQ to guess it!"
While talking, Duanmuqing came out of the crowd, holding a small wine jar in his hand.
Everyone's eyes couldn't help but light up when they looked at him.
"Duanmu, how many puzzles did you guess correctly?"
"The upper limit."
Everyone:...
"What's the upper limit?"
"Twelve questions."
"Is everything correct?" Qi Xuanxuan asked with a curious blink.
"Yes." Everyone sat down at an Eight Immortals table, formed a table, and took a stool from the side to sit down.
Each person took out a small cup from the inner world, took a glass of wine from Duanmu Qing, took a sip and smacked his tongue.
"Too bland."
"It looks like it was mixed with water!"
Mata put down the cup with a disappointed look on his face, and everyone else put down the cup after one sip and stopped tasting it.
What’s so good about wine mixed with water?
Qiao Mu took out a beautiful wine gourd from the inner world and said, "Try my winter fruit wine."
Everyone made a movement to pour out the wine in their glasses and pick up the winter fruit wine from Qiao Mu.
Unexpectedly, an old man in ragged clothes jumped out from the side, holding a large bowl with one corner missing, and smiled at them with saliva, "Don't, don't, don't waste it! My friends, if you don't want to drink it, give it to me!" "