My Evil Imperial Wife is Too Arrogant - 640. Chapter 640

Seeing Mo Yan’s black face, Lou Muyan raised his eyebrows slightly, and he also had an alternative beauty.

I couldn’t help but sigh that what the beauty really does is so beautiful.

“No, how could I look at your joke.” Seeing Mo Yan’s face was getting darker and darker, she immediately said with a grin: “If you don’t leave Xizhaolou, you should restore your body, otherwise it will be too tricky. .”

Mo Yan is too beautiful and they have to be paid attention to wherever they go, which is not conducive to their actions.

It’s no wonder that Mo Yan didn’t like to be transformed into a human form before. It turned out that being too handsome was a burden.

Mingxiu’s beauty is the kind of wanton and domineering arrogance. Although it is a focal point wherever he goes, it does not have the astonishing beauty of Mo Yan.

Mo Yan exudes an aura of alienation and indifference, which not only attracts women’s eyes, but also many men can’t help being tempted by him and want to take him back and hide them deeply.

And the evil and enchanting domineering temperament of Ming Xiu made people feel high, no man dared to hit him at all, and women were just to get his favor.

Both men are very handsome, but they are very different.

Mo Yan also didn’t like to be noticed wherever he went, he nodded: “Okay!”

Murong Qing and Murong Yu listened to Lou Muyan when they said that the recovery body smoked the corners of their mouths, thinking that Mo Yan is also a spiritual pet, right?

They were shocked when they watched the graceful and beautiful Red Emperor turn into a Red Bee Empress with their own eyes. They didn’t notice a trace of demonic cultivation in the Red Emperor’s body.

“Order a bar.” Lou Muyan said, looking at Murong Yu.

She wanted to taste the spirit wine of Xi Zhaolou in Guangling Realm.

Murong Yu stroked his forehead, it is not certain whether he can buy it.

“I’ll go and see.” He stood up and got out of the private room.

Murong’s family is one of the eight strongest families in the North. Every day in Xizhaolou, he orders limited-edition spirit wines for sale. If it is sold out, he can first intercept two pots of the reserved share of the family and give it to Lou Muyan. drink.

Soon, Murong Yu returned to the private room with two pots of spirit wine.

“Did you buy it?” Lou Muyan raised his head and said.

Murong Yu shrugged and said: “No, today’s limited spirit wine has been ordered by the people in the other private rooms. This is our Murong family’s reservation. I will get two pots to taste first.”

Murong Qing smiled and said nothing. The limited spirit wine sold by Xi Zhaolou was ordered by the elder of the family, and it was nothing to intercept two pots as Murong Yu.

Then Lou Muyan ordered a few more dishes, picked up the jug and poured a glass of spirit wine for everyone.

Murong Yu picked up the wine glass and took a happily sip, and said with endless aftertaste: “Xizhaolou’s spirit wine tastes good, if there is no restriction on the purchase, it would be fine.”

Although the seller of Xizhaolou Lingjiu is very expensive, as the young master of Murong’s family, he can still buy a pot every day.

Mo Yan frowned slightly as he smelled the aroma of the wine in the cup, took a sip and immediately put the wine glass down, without speaking, but completely disgusted.

“It’s terrible!” Bingji was more direct, took a sip from the wine glass, and then placed the glass on the table without touching it.

Miao Miao and Blood and Blood also put down their cups one after another, “It’s really awful.”

The Red Emperor didn’t drink it, she didn’t like the strong smell of alcohol, “The taste is also unpleasant.”

“…” Murong Yu’s mouth twitched slightly, and he finished saying that the spirit wine tastes good, and they said that spirit wine is not good to drink, this is a face slap!

But looking at their disgusting appearance is not like deliberately sing against him.

Lei Huang had never drunk the spirit wine brewed by Lou Muyan before. He took a sip from the cup, “I think it’s okay!”

“That’s because you haven’t drunk good wine.” Mo Yan said lightly.

The spirit wine brewed by Xi Zhaolou is far worse than Lou Muyan, or in other words, it is almost nothing compared to it.

“Yes, yes, this so-called limited spirit wine is nothing but rubbish compared to the one brewed by my master.” Bingji vomited unceremoniously.

“This is the worst spirit wine I have ever drunk.” Miao Miao curled his lips.

Blood and blood also nodded in disgust: “Not only is it unpleasant but also pungent.”

“…” Murong Yu poured another cup for himself and tasted it, it tasted good! How can it be so bad as they say.

Lei Huang was told by them that he had no desire to drink. He looked at Lou Muyan and said, “I want to drink the spirit wine from their mouths.”

He knew that what this woman kept privately was all good things, and since Mo Yan they both disliked this spirit wine, it means that she must have something better.

The seven-pin pill that she brewed tastes very good, basically without the bitterness of spirit grass, but has a fragrance that melts in the mouth.

Lou Muyan picked up the wine glass and smelled it, “The taste of the wine is too strong to cover up the taste of Lingguo.”

Although he disliked it, he took a sip, and then commented: “The sommelier who made this spirit wine is too crude to refine, and the purity is not up to the sixth-grade spirit wine.”

Lei Huang leaned his head to the side of Lou Muyan and said blankly, “Lingjiu, I want to drink it!”

He would be infinitely squeezed by him when he was with this woman, so how could he not charge any interest?

The spirit wine brewed by this woman is even satisfied with Mo Yan’s picky demon repair, and it will definitely surprise him.

Lou Muyan gave him a white look, and stretched out his hand to push his leaning head away, “You are really conscious.”

“Of course.” Lei Huang raised his eyebrows.

Lou Muyan and a few spiritual pets taught him how to be a fool if he doesn’t take advantage of the advantage.

Lou Muyan amusedly took out two pots of six-grade blood sac wine and put them on the table, “You try this six-grade spirit wine.”

Lei Huang unceremoniously picked up a jug and poured a glass, the iced blood sac wine still breathed white gas, the rich wine fragrance was quiet and cold.

His eyes lit up and he took a sip from his wine glass.

“It’s really delicious!” He drank the remaining half a cup of wine, and directly put the pot of spirit wine in front of him and kept pouring.

Murong Yu and Murong Qing also smelled the sweet and cold aroma of wine, and it was the first time they had encountered this kind of spirit wine.

Murong Yu hurriedly picked up another pot and poured a cup for his third brother, then poured himself another cup and took a sip.

“Drink it well!” Murongyu’s handsome face was a little bit obsessed, and after some aftertaste, he said, “I finally understand why you guys say that Xi Zhaolou’s spirit wine is awful.”

“Only when you have drunk Muyan wine will you really find that the ones you drank before are defective.” He finished the glass of wine and continued: “This is the best spirit wine I have ever drunk.”

Bingji curled his lips, “We won’t drink this kind of spirit wine long ago.”

They only drink the seven-pin spirit wine brewed by the owner, and the taste and efficacy of the six-pin spirit wine are still much worse.

“…” Murong Yu froze, Bing Ji came out specifically to sing against him.

However, Emperor Lei caught the meaning of Bingji’s words. He looked at Lou Muyan in a surreptitious manner and said aggrievedly: “Since you are taking the spirit wine that they all hate to drink to send me away.”

“I’ve been relatively busy lately, and I don’t have time to brew Qipin Spirit Wine. They drank all the rest before.”

Lou Muyan shrugged and continued: “They only take seventh-grade pill, drink only seventh-grade spirit wine, and only absorb refined middle-grade spirit stones, which consumes very quickly, so there are only sixth-grade ones left.”

During her retreat for more than a month, several spirit pets had already drunk all the spirit wine she put in the bell space, and the sixth-grade ones were too disgusting, so there were only a few pots left.