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Chapter 1722 Roast chicken and duck with peach blossom wine(2/2)

"The outside world is so wonderful. How about you put us in and we will bring you many good things?"

"There are a lot of chicken feet and wings outside, braised in soy sauce, cumin-flavored, and plum-flavored. There are a hundred ways to eat them. You can choose from them!"

"There are also a lot of roast ducks, roast ducks of various flavors, everything you want..."

The sound continued to ring.

The charms were filled with anger when they heard this!

"Master Patriarch, this girl is so outrageous! She actually used this to seduce us! Does she really think that we are poor bastards who have never seen the world?"

Another charming spirit's expression changed, and he took a step back.

Judging from that appearance, he was completely prepared.

Be prepared to take action at any time and kill the charming woman on the spot!

Power surged in the palm of his hand, heading towards the charm barrier above.

But at this moment, a force suddenly kicked over from the side of the charming spirit!

"What are you doing?!"

The Charming Spirit, who was just about to take action, suddenly stopped what he was doing!

He raised his head and looked at the old patriarch beside him in astonishment.

But he saw the old patriarch standing still on the spot, his old face gradually covered with eagerness and anxiety.

Not only that……

In the eyes of the old patriarch, this time there was a little light flashing!

That bright light... has never appeared since Feng Qingqing's ancestor passed away and they were forced to flee to this Drunken Immortal Island...

"Old patriarch..." Charming Spirit asked anxiously.

The old patriarch seemed unaware.

Just raise your head and look at the sky.

His hands hanging on both sides could not help but sway slightly at the moment.

for a long time……

The corners of his lips trembled slightly under his beard, and he finally spoke——

"Little girl, you really brought me roast chicken and duck."

"That's natural." The crisp voice resounded again, "Plus a pot of peach blossom wine that has been stored for thousands of years. After all, roast chicken with peach blossom wine will taste the best."

boom--

The old patriarch's whole brain was like a thunder exploding.
Chapter completed!
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