"Yes. This is Ding Ling!"
Ding Ling felt weird in his heart.
at this moment.
He suddenly remembered why he suddenly felt strangely familiar.
Isn't this the plot where after Linghu Chong met Ren Yingying in Luoyang, the members of the Sun Moon God Sect, in order to flatter Ren Yingying, then went out to give Linghu Chong gifts one by one?
Why did it fall on me today?
At this moment, Ding Ling thought of Ren Yingying, Linghu Chong, Ren Woxing, Xiang Wentian and others.
He pondered:
"I haven't met Ren Yingying, so I don't know what her personality is like. But I have been in contact with Ren Woxing, Xiang Wentian, and Linghu Chong. Looking at the current scene, it is probably Xiang Wentian who came up with a 'bad idea' and Ren Woxing adopted it. Later, a letter was sent to Ren Yingying to accomplish such a big thing.
It’s just that no matter how much I do, I’m afraid I’ll make the wrong calculation.
It is impossible for me to follow him and become the light envoy of the Sun and Moon God Sect. "
Ren Woxing's perseverance and tenacity are unparalleled!
There is no reason to give up on someone or something so easily!
It is clear.
He was eyeing Ding Ling. Before getting help from Ding Ling, he probably wouldn't let go.
After Ding Ling realized this, he had a plan in mind:
"I've eaten and taken a lot of the benefits, but it's impossible to spit them out. At worst, I can just wait until I encounter a suitable opportunity in the future to return this favor to them."
Ding Ling thought this and felt relieved, but he didn't want to accept the next gifts from these men.
It’s okay not to understand.
I understand that it was Xiang Wentian and Ren Woxing who did it.
Ding Ling felt uneasy in his heart.
If he hadn't had a three-point friendship with Xiang Wentian, Ding Ling would have probably beaten him to death with his arbitrary methods and temperament.
But what Ding Ling didn't expect was that after these people confirmed that Ding Ling was him, they actually put down the wine jar, turned around and ran away.
The strong man in green shirt at the head said as he ran:
"Master Ding, please don't embarrass us. This is what our gang leader ordered us to do. If the gifts are not delivered properly, our lives will be in danger.
Just take pity on the little ones and help them. Accept this gift! "
When the man in green shirt finished speaking, the man had already followed the flow of people and fled into an alley in the city, disappearing without a trace.
Qu Feiyan, Lin Pingzhi and others looked at each other, and then all looked at Ding Ling.
Ding Ling was helpless and said:
"Then take it."
Anyway, it’s okay to receive one copy.
It’s okay to collect two copies.
Ding Ling chose to lie down.
He wanted to see what Ren Woxing was up to.
But there was plenty of wine.
Fortunately, Ding Ling has a storage bag. He had vacated some large medicines, tonics, etc. on the road. Now it is just right to put these drinks in it.
certainly.
There was a lot of wine, but even the storage bag couldn’t fit it in. After all, there are a lot of other sundries in the storage bag.
even so.
Huang Zhonggong and others also lamented more than once:
"It's really a magical treasure. If you have this treasure in your hand, you won't have to worry about being thirsty or hungry for a month or two."
They were envious and amazed.
The same goes for Yu Ji.
He looked at Ding Ling frequently.
As Qu Feiyan told Ding Ling's big and small things with admiration, Yu Ji now also had a bit of respect for Ding Ling.
I feel that Ding Ling is a person who is not inferior to Overlord, maybe even stronger than Overlord.
In terms of learning martial arts and other aspects, as well as strange arts and magic weapons, there is no way that Overlord can compare with him.
This is very objective.
Even if Yu Ji believes that the Overlord is the best in the world and unparalleled in the world, she cannot erase this objective truth.
"Come. Drink."
Ding Ling opened a jar of 'Excellent Tribute Wine' and drank with Huang Zhonggong and others.
Gulu!
He had profound skills and extremely high physical fitness. He drank heavily with his mouth open and drank a jar of wine. His face was not red and he was not out of breath. He just let out a wine burp and let out a long laugh:
“Good wine, good wine!”
He doesn't drink much.
But I also drank a lot of good wine.
Unlike beer in the real world, real good wine is mellow, slightly sweet, and intoxicating!
Take one bite.
It seems to be intoxicating, even people who don't understand wine, don't like wine, and have never drank wine will feel good when they drink this good wine.
And this is the best tribute wine.
It is the best wine among good wines. It can be called the top wine and is very rare.
After eating.
Ding Ling's skills seemed to have improved slightly.
Although it's not obvious, his skill is so high.
Others can be imagined.
Huang Zhonggong, Qu Feiyan, Yu Ji, Lin Pingzhi and others drank, and they all felt smokey. Some of them had weak internal strength. Half the jar of wine went into their stomachs, and they felt like there was fire in their stomachs. They sat cross-legged unconsciously. On the ground, he began to use his energy to absorb and refine the medicinal power in the wine for his own use.
The wine in this jar was surprisingly filled with a lot of fine medicinal materials.
Huang Zhonggong and others' skills had reached the first-class level. They woke up quickly and were full of admiration. However, they also felt a little hot and felt embarrassed after eating such fine wine.
Ding Ling smiled slightly:
"We are traveling in the same team, so there is no need to be so polite. Besides, I can't drink all the wine alone, and I can't take so much with me."
The storage bags are full.
Ding Ling can't stay here forever and drink in the bar.
I could only grab a few jars and put them on the side of the horse's belly. Others followed suit, but even so, there were still many.
"Hahaha……"
A long roar, coming from far away:
"How can such a fine wine not belong to my ancestor Qianqiu?"
Where the sound falls.
A poor scholar in ragged clothes and with a burnt face, shaking a broken fan in his right hand and holding a bag in his left hand, rushed in like the wind. When he arrived in front of Ding Ling and his group, he stamped his feet suddenly, but stood firm. Steady.
It can be seen from here that the scholar named Zu Qianqiu must be a first-class master.
He cupped his hands towards Ding Ling and said with a smile:
"But the hero Ding Lingding."
"I am Ding Ling."
Ding Ling nodded. He was very familiar with the name Zu Qianqiu:
"But Zu Qianqiu, who is also known as the ancestor of the Yellow River with the old man?"
"That's right."
Zu Qianqiu's eyes lit up slightly, as if he was a little surprised and surprised:
"Daxia Ding actually knows the name of my ancestor Qianqiu."
Anyone who has watched the TV series should know it.
Ding Ling was thinking like this, but he didn't point it out and just smiled slightly:
"The ancestor of the Yellow River is so powerful. I've heard your name, so what's so strange about it?"
"Ha ha……"
Zu Qianqiu felt extremely happy. He looked up to the sky and laughed three times, then suddenly stopped and looked at Ding Ling with bright eyes:
"It's not worth being happy or proud that other people know my name, but Dante actually knows my ancestor Qianqiu's name. Just because of that, I have to have a good drink with you."
He looked at the jars of wine placed on the ground and swallowed hard, as if he was greedy, and his eyes were glowing green.
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