My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker Chapter 3: Two hundred and sixth

Chapter 1760 3.206 Don't waste it

Qiao Mu naturally didn't know that You Batian and an unknown person were calculating her behind her.

Even if I knew it, I guess I would sneer.

I really thought that the elixir of triple repair is so easy to take?

It's cool to take it for a while, will you die afterwards?

The human body itself has a tolerance for spiritual power. Otherwise, why can't it be greedy to advance when you are promoted?

Once it exceeds this level, the human body cannot bear it, and it is easy to explode and die.

Qiao Mu didn't know that Patriarch You was being instigated and was preparing to deal with her. At this moment, she led Zhu Xiaojun, Qi Xuanxuan and the others, walking slowly on the bustling Wengka City Street.

Today's Wengkacheng Street, there are pots of chrysanthemums on both sides of the road, but few people actually put out chrysanthemum wine to display them, and invite people to taste them.

But it is also true. Drinks and drinks these days are a luxury in themselves.

This year's chrysanthemum birthday is purely appreciating flowers.

"No wine!" Mata looked disappointed. He also thought about trying the chrysanthemum wine from Onka City, how is it different than what he had eaten before!

Qiao Mu gave him a funny look, "Want to drink?"

"Jojo has wine?"

"There are good bamboo leaves and homemade winter fruit wine, which one would you like to drink?"

"Winter fruit wine!" everyone said in unison.

"Let's go, then!" Qiaomu pointed to a flower shelf built with potted chrysanthemums in front.

There are a few tables and chairs for tourists to rest.

A group of people walked over and saw that there were really a lot of people sitting beside the tables and chairs in front of the flower shelf.

Someone shook their heads and shook their heads while appreciating the chrysanthemum wine while chanting verses.

There are also people eagerly gathered around a table, holding a bamboo sign and racking their brains to think about something.

"Why are you doing this?" Mata delved into the crowd curiously, and then squeezed out of the crowd, and smiled at Qiao Mu, "There is a small amount of chrysanthemum wine here, but you must at least guess the bamboo card. Three puzzles on the game."

"Are you going to guess?" Qi Xuanxuan looked at him curiously.

Mata shook his head quickly, "Don't we have winter fruit wine? Why bother to grab that chrysanthemum wine from someone?"

Qi Xuanxuan snorted, "In fact, you just don't have enough IQ, so you can't guess it!"

While speaking, Duan Muqing came out from the crowd, still holding a small wine jar in his hand.

Everyone looked at him and their eyes lit up.

"Duanmu, how many puzzles did you guess?"

"Upper limit."

Everyone:...

"What is the upper limit?"

"Twelve questions."

"Are you all right?" Qi Xuanxuan blinked curiously and asked.

"Um~ IndoMTL.com~ everyone sat down at a table of Eight Immortals, gathered around a table, and took a stool from the side to sit down.

Each person took out a small cup from the inner boundary, took a glass of wine from Duanmu Qingpu, and tasted his tongue.

"It's too light."

"It looks like it was mixed with water!"

Mata put down the cup with a disappointed look. Everyone took a bite and then put down the cup and stopped tasting.

The wine that has been mixed with water, is there any good drink!

Qiaomu took out a jade gourd from the inner boundary, "Taste my winter fruit wine."

Everyone made a move together, wanting to pour out the wine in the glass and pick up the winter fruit wine from the arbor.

An old man in rags popped out from the side, holding a big sea bowl with a missing horn, and grinning at them with a smile, "Don’t don’t, don’t waste! Little friends, you don’t give me a drink. Drink it!"

(End of this chapter)