"Because they can't make a good wine like you girl!!"

He tapped the mud seal, took a sip of wine, and shook his head.

"Good wine, this pot of Sophora japonica has a history of at least 300 years... Girl, oh, no, brother... This shot of brother is really extraordinary, showing that my vision is not bad!"

"The old man knows that this is Sophora japonica stuffed?" Ling Luoyu was shocked in his heart.

Seriously, if there is no nothingness, she doesn't even know what kind of wine it is.

Because all the wine in Chaos Uranus was left by the ancestors of Chaos.

And the wine she usually receives is nothing but ordinary wine.

This time, Ling Luoyu prepared a good drink because of his sophistication and unusualness.

Unexpectedly, he drank it in one sip!

If it is not an alcoholic, it is someone who is good at drinking!

It seems that he is on his body, but he is not half drunk, unlike a person who drinks frequently!

But why did he just call out the name Sophora japonica! ?

"I don't just know this Sophora japonicum stuffed, but also the recipe for this wine..." Lao Dao squinted his eyes, recalling the aroma of the wine in his mouth, and shook his head with tongue, with a look of intoxication: "It's a pity... Otherwise, the taste of this wine can be even sweeter..."

"Sweet grass?" Ling Luoyu said that there are a lot of Chaos Umbrella Realm, but why didn't the ancestor add it when he was making wine? !

"Sweet grass, regardless of its name is grass, it is actually a kind of flower. Using its nectar to make wine can neutralize the irritation of the lees, so the wine with sweet grass will have less stimulating taste and taste. It's even sweeter..."

The veteran eyes opened sharply, his brows raised.

"However, it is normal if it is missing. The herb, the sweet grass, has long disappeared. I have searched for many years and have not found it..."

He took another sip and let out a long sigh of contentment: "Of course, to drink 300-year-old Sophora japonica stuff in this poor mountain and bad water is also a world enjoyment...Brother, thank you!"

"The old man is polite..."

"Don't be the old man, am I very old?" The old Dao suddenly stared angrily.

I don't know if it is really angry or fake!

"Old man... is my honorific name for you!"

"Don't you, yours, I'm not the kind of person who is going to die... You, yours, you, you are not old, but I will call you old..."

"How do you call it?"

"Some people call me He Lao Dao, some call me Grandpa He, some call me He Dao..."

Ling Luoyu: "..."

There are still a lot of names! !

"I like you doll, it's not public, it doesn't cause trouble, it doesn't bully people, and it's a bit bad...so just call me He Lao Dao..." He Lao Dao smiled, mysteriously leaning closer: "In this world There are not many people who can call me Ho Lao Dao..."

"Master Dao sees me, I am not Ling Luoyu..."

"Wait..." He Laodao suddenly raised his hand and planned for Ling Luoyu. He also seemed to wake up suddenly from a drunk state: "You...what did you say about your...name?"

"Ling Luoyu..." Ling Luoyu's surface was still light and windy, but quietly guarded.

Judging from the old man's reaction, he seems to know who she is!

But I don't know if it is an enemy or a friend!

"You... are you Ling Luoyu?"

"Yes... Master Dao knows me?"

"Then...that kid, is the surname Feng?" He Laodao suddenly pressed his lips in Feng Chenglin's direction.