Chapter 1140 The Heartbroken Man Is at the End of the World

After all, Gu Yu was a prestigious guy in the divine city of the universe. He took the initiative to invite Mo Wuji, but he unexpectedly encountered such a setback, which immediately made his face look ugly.

If you want to save his face, the best way is to teach Mo Wuji a lesson immediately. However, relying on Mo Wuji's fierceness in easily killing Liu Wan just now, and giving him a little more courage, he did not dare to attack Mo Wuji.

"Hehe, hehe..." Gu Yu swallowed down the anger and dissatisfaction in his heart, laughed a few times, and backed away.

"Senior Sister Ji, let's find a place to rest and wait until you recover from your injury. Fellow Daoist Lian Ji, you said there is a place to drink, so let's go have a drink together?" Mo Wuji naturally doesn't know how to manage money, Gu Yu. accurate.

"Okay, two fellow Taoists, please come with me." Lian Ji felt that Mo Wuji was unusual, and he suspected that Mo Wuji was not a quasi-sage.

If Mo Wuji was a quasi-sage, killing Liu Wan would be nothing. After all, Liu Wan's fighting ability is not very strong. The reason why this person is so arrogant in the Universal City is mainly because he got lucky and entered the ranks of quasi-saints. If Mo Wuji is not a quasi-sage at all, but is a Heshen cultivator, then it will not be easy for Mo Wuji to kill Liu Wan. This kind of person will definitely be a strong person in the future. He already appreciates Mo Wuji's straightforwardness. Now that Mo Wuji invites him, he will naturally not refuse.

After Mo Wuji and the other three left, the area that Mo Wuji had turned into rubble suddenly became commotion.

Several monks rushed to the center of the battle and snatched the Buddhist shovel that Mo Wuji had not taken away.

The City of the Universe has always been a place of constant fighting, but now that a strong man like Mo Wuji has arrived, it is conceivable that this place will be even more unstable in the future.

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Although a small part of the Universe Divine City was destroyed by the fight between Mo Wuji and Liu Wan, most parts were still intact.

Lian Ji said that a place with good wine is a perfect place. It is said to be in the Divine City of the Universe, but it is actually at the very corner of the Divine City of the Universe.

Mo Wuji thought it was a restaurant before, but when he followed Lian Ji here, he realized that it was not a restaurant at all but a dark house.

At first glance, standing outside the house, it seems a bit depressing. When the three of them entered the room, the depressing feeling immediately disappeared, replaced by a refreshing joy.

Mo Wuji thought to himself, there is such a strong spiritual energy here.

The house didn't look big, just over twenty square meters, with a small stone staircase extending to the second floor.

I don’t know what materials this room is made of. You can feel comfortable standing in it even if you are not practicing. This is definitely not just caused by the strong divine energy.

On the walls of the room, several low-level magic weapons were hung messily. In addition, there is a refining furnace in the corner. In the middle of the room, there is a square table with a chair on the left and right sides of the square table.

No matter how you look at it, this is also a refining room, or a place where low-level magic weapons are sold, not a place for drinking.

"Brother Tong, bring me a pot of good wine." Lian Ji called, without saying the name of the wine.

"Come on..." A long, drawn voice came from behind the house. After several minutes, a back door suddenly appeared behind the house, and an old man with a stooped back stumbled in from the door.

The old man held a pitch-black wine bottle in his hand. Looking at it from a distance, it looked like a turtle crawling.

The aura around this old man was dim and his aura was a bit mixed. He looked like an ordinary divine monk who was about to reach the end of his life span.

Lian Ji nonchalantly walked to the square table and sat down, then greeted Mo Wuji, "Fellow Daoist Mo, please take a seat. The wine here is really good."

Mo Wuji's eyes twitched. This guy whom Lian Ji called Brother Tong was definitely not an ordinary character. Because Mo Wuji felt the same saintly aura in him as Huanciao...

The breath of a saint? Mo Wuji became more and more fearful. He was sure that he was right. This brother Tong was a saint, or at least he had been a saint before.

Suppressing the shock in his heart, Mo Wuji nodded to Lian Ji and walked to another chair to sit down. Then he said, "I wonder if there is a place here for my senior sister to take a rest?"

"Yes, cough...of course..." Brother Tong coughed several times, then pointed to the stone staircase and said, "Go up from here. The second floor is very clean. You can go and rest."

Mo Wuji didn't sense any danger on the second floor. He said to Ji Li, "Senior Sister Ji, go up and restore your Dantian. We'll wait for you down here."

"Yes." Ji Li knew that now was not the time to talk much, so she immediately stepped up the stone stairs and went straight to the second floor.

In this place, recovering her strength earlier would be of great help to her and Mo Wuji.

Mo Wuji's spiritual thoughts followed Ji Li into the second floor. When Ji Li sat down cross-legged and began to heal his injuries, he withdrew his spiritual thoughts.

Regardless of whether Brother Tong is a saint or not, he is not afraid. Saint Huantiao is still imprisoned in the mortal world by him. If this brother Tong doesn't understand, he doesn't mind imprisoning one more in his mortal world.

Ji Li had already gone to the second floor to heal his wounds, and Brother Tong walked to Mo Wuji and Lian Ji's table and put down the black pot in his hand. Put down two more dark wine glasses.

Lian Ji couldn't wait to pick up the black pot, put a wine glass in front of Mo Wuji, filled two glasses of wine, then raised the wine glass and said, "Haha, I haven't come here to drink for a few days. I'm a drunkard." Ah, come..."

As he spoke, Lian Ji raised the wine glass in his hand and drank a large gulp of wine.

Mo Wuji also raised his glass. Unlike Lian Ji, he drank the glass of wine directly.

Originally, Mo Wuji thought that the good wine Lian Ji mentioned must be a wine with Taoist charm mixed in it. Now as soon as the wine entered his mouth, he knew that he was wrong.

This is real wine, there is no rule or flavor, I just don’t know what the materials used to make it are. The wine is mellow in the mouth, and it feels like a wild dragon is raging in the stomach. The strong and powerful alcoholism raged and formed a momentum in the body. It made Mo Wuji suspect that even if he used Kung Fu to resolve it, it wouldn't be able to resolve it in an instant.

"Good wine..." Mo Wuji just said two words and suddenly paused. He actually felt a poisonous charm in the wine.

But his Poison Transformation Network quickly swept over him, enveloping the trace of poison and bringing it into the Poison Transformation Network.

Lian Ji didn't notice it at all and smiled at Mo Wuji, "Fellow Daoist Mo, you can't drink this wine in one gulp. If you are so drunk, you will be drunk after two more drinks. No matter how you try to resolve it, you can't resolve it. .”

After saying this, Lian Ji turned to the rickety old man and said, "Brother Tong, your wine is getting more and more powerful."

"What kind of wine is this?" Mo Wuji looked at Brother Tong with a smile and asked.

"The wine is called Tianya." The rickety old man raised his head and said to Mo Wuji with his dark teeth.

Lian Ji immediately said, "Brother Tong, I have come to your place to drink at least ten times, but you have never told me what kind of wine it is. Why did you tell me the name of the wine as soon as Fellow Daoist Mo came?"

Brother Tong chuckled, "That's because you don't need to know what the wine is called, Fellow Daoist Mo needs to know."

Mo Wuji took the initiative to pick up the jug, poured another glass of wine, drank it down and said, "The wine is good, and the name of the wine is good. There is a saying in my hometown that people with broken hearts are at the end of the world. It seems that those who drink this wine , most of them will become heartbroken people.”

The ricket-backed old man suddenly paused and glanced up at Mo Wuji, with a gleam in his eyes.

"What?" Although Lian Ji is bold and troubled, he is not an idiot. Naturally, he heard something wrong with Mo Wuji's words and immediately asked.

After Mo Wuji drank the wine in his hand, he picked up the black jug, drank all the wine in the jug with a few sips, then threw the jug on the ground and said, "It's nothing. It’s just that something has been added to the wine.”

Lian Ji said doubtfully, "What is it? I didn't drink it?"

"If you can drink it, Brother Tong, I will stay here for thousands of years in vain. Sigh..." The stooped old man sighed, but did not even answer Mo Wuji and Lian Ji's words, and turned around to leave slowly.

Even Ji obviously knew that something was wrong with the wine, and immediately shouted, "Stop, have you poisoned the wine?"

"So what if I drink it? You can't even drink the poison. What can you do to me if I drink it?" Brother Tong slowly turned his head and looked at Mo Wuji and Lian Ji casually, "The heartbroken person who can drink me is here." The end of the world is your creation, do you think any trash can have the chance to drink my wine?"

Mo Wuji was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that these words were what he had said not long ago. In other words, when he was killing Liu Wan, Brother Tong should be right next to him, but he just didn't realize it.

At this moment, Mo Wuji was 100% sure that Brother Tong was a saint. None of these saints are easy to get along with.

"Who are you?" Mo Wuji did not stand up, but looked at Brother Tong's face and asked calmly.