Chapter 340: The Yellow River Ancestor's Thousand Years

"Yes. I am Ding Ling!"

Ding Ling was also feeling strange.

At this moment.

He suddenly remembered why he suddenly felt a strange sense of familiarity.

Isn't this the plot where the followers of the Sun Moon Sect came out one by one to give gifts to Linghu Chong in order to flatter and please Ren Yingying after Linghu Chong met her in Luoyang?

Why did it happen to him 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 yet, so I don't know what her personality is like. But I have met Ren Woxing, Xiang Wentian, and Linghu Chong. Looking at the current situation, it is likely that Xiang Wentian came up with a 'bad idea', and after Ren Woxing adopted it, he sent a letter to Ren Yingying to accomplish this great thing.

But no matter how much Ren Woxing has done, I am afraid he has made a wrong calculation.

I can't follow him to become the Right Envoy of the Sun and Moon Sect."

Ren Woxing's perseverance and tenacity are unparalleled!

There is no reason for him to give up a person or a thing easily!

It's obvious.

He has set his sights on Ding Ling. He probably won't let go before he gets Ding Ling's help.

After Ding Ling realized this, he had a plan in his mind:

"I have eaten and taken a lot of benefits, but I can't spit them out. At worst, I will return this favor to them when I meet the right opportunity in the future."

Thinking like this, Ding Ling felt relieved, but he didn't want to accept the gifts from the next men.

It's better not to understand.

I understand that it was Xiang Wentian and Ren Woxing who did it.

Ding Ling felt uncomfortable.

If he hadn't had a little friendship with Xiang Wentian, Ding Ling would have probably beaten Ren Woxing to death based on his methods and temperament.

But what Ding Ling didn't expect was that after these people confirmed that Ding Ling was the real person, they put down the wine jars, turned around and ran away.

The leading man in green shirt said while running:

"Ding, don't make things difficult for us. This is what our leader ordered. If we don't deliver the gifts in place, our lives will be in danger.

Just take pity on us and help us. Take this gift!"

As soon as the man in green shirt finished speaking, he had already followed the crowd into an alley in the city and disappeared.

Qu Feiyan, Lin Pingzhi and others looked at each other, and then looked at Ding Ling together.

Ding Ling had no choice but to say:

"Then take it."

Anyway, taking one is the same.

Taking two is also the same.

Ding Ling chose to lie down.

He wanted to see what Ren Woxing was up to.

But there was a lot of wine.

Fortunately, Ding Ling had a storage bag. He had emptied some medicines and tonics on the road before. Now it was just right to put these wines in it.

Of course.

There were too many wines to fit in the storage bag. After all, there were a lot of other sundries in the storage bag.

Even so.

Huang Zhonggong and others sighed more than once:

"It's really a fairy treasure. If you have this treasure in your hand, you won't have to worry about thirst or hunger for a month or two when you travel around the world."

They were envious and amazed.

Yu Ji was the same.

She looked at Ding Ling sideways.

As Qu Feiyan told Ding Ling's big and small things in detail with admiration, Yu Ji now had some respect for Ding Ling.

She felt that Ding Ling was not inferior to the Overlord, and might even be stronger than the Overlord.

From learning martial arts, strange arts, magic weapons, etc., the Overlord can never compare.

This is very objective.

Even if Yu Ji believes that the Overlord is the best in the world, unparalleled in the world, she cannot erase this objective reality.

"Come. Drink."

Ding Ling opened a jar of "top tribute wine" and drank with Huang Zhonggong and others.

Gululu!

He has profound skills and excellent physical fitness. He opened his mouth and drank a jar of wine. Gululu, his face did not turn red or he was out of breath. He just burped and laughed loudly:

"Good wine, good wine!"

He usually does not drink much.

But he has drunk a lot of good wine.

Unlike beer in the real world, real good wine is mellow, slightly sweet, and intoxicating!

One mouthful into the stomach.

It seems to intoxicate people's hearts. Even if people who don't understand wine, don't like wine, and have never drunk wine, will find it delicious as soon as they drink this good wine.

And this top tribute wine.

It is the best wine among the best wines, and it can be called the top wine, which is very rare.

After drinking it.

Ding Ling's skills seem to have improved slightly.

Although it is not obvious, his skills are so high.

Others can imagine it.

Huang Zhonggong, Qu Feiyan, Yu Ji, Lin Pingzhi and others drank it, and they all felt intoxicated. Some of them had weak internal strength. After half a jar of wine went into their stomachs, they felt as if there was a fire in their stomachs. They sat cross-legged on the ground unconsciously and began to absorb and refine the rolling medicinal power in the wine for their own use.

This jar of wine was surprisingly added with a lot of top-quality medicinal materials.

Huang Zhonggong and others' skills have reached the first-class level. They woke up quickly and praised it, but they also felt a little embarrassed. They felt embarrassed to drink such a good wine.

Ding Ling smiled slightly:

"We are all traveling in the rivers and lakes, and we are in a team. There is no need to be so polite. Besides, I can't finish it by myself, and I can't take so much away."

The storage bag is full.

Ding Ling couldn't stay here and drink alone.

He could only pick up a few jars and put them on the side of the horse's belly. Others followed suit, but even so, there were still more.

"Hahaha..."

A long whistle came from far away:

"Such a good wine, how can my Zu Qianqiu not have a share."

The voice fell.

A ragged, yellow-faced down-and-out scholar, shaking a broken fan in his right hand and holding a bag in his left hand, rushed over like the wind. When he arrived in front of Ding Ling and his party, he suddenly stomped his feet, but stood firmly.

From here, it can be seen that this scholar named Zu Qianqiu must be a first-class master.

He bowed to Ding Ling and smiled:

"But you are Ding Ling, the hero."

"I am Ding Ling."

Ding Ling nodded. He was very familiar with the name Zu Qianqiu:

"But you are Zu Qianqiu, who is also known as the Yellow River Ancestor together with the old man?"

"I am the humble one."

Zu Qianqiu's eyes lit up slightly, as if he was a little surprised and surprised:

"The hero Ding actually knows the name of my Zu Qianqiu."

Those who have read novels and TV dramas should know.

Ding Ling thought so in his heart, but he didn't point it out. He just smiled slightly:

"The Yellow River Ancestor is so powerful, so what's so strange about me having heard of your names?"

"Haha..."

Zu Qianqiu was extremely happy, he laughed three times towards the sky, and suddenly stopped, looking at Ding Ling with his eyes bright:

"It's not worth being happy or proud of other people knowing my name, but the hero Ding also knows my name, Zu Qianqiu. Just for this, I have to drink with you."

He looked at the jars of fine wine placed on the ground, swallowed hard, and seemed to be greedy, his eyes were glowing green.