Reborn Just To Be a Big Shot Family Freeloader

  Chapter 469 Guidance

   Qixun felt that she was being robbed, but she couldn't resist.

   Is this because her dear big sage brother has been robbing others before, and now the retribution is on his own sister?

   Sin!

  Inner MMP, with a smile on his face, he honestly took out the one-year "aged" monkey wine brewed by the second brother and served it respectfully.

"Senior, this is brewed by my elder brother, but it only lasts for a year. Although the taste is not good, it can barely be eaten. I have some mortal spirits. Although they have no spiritual energy, they can be considered aged. It is also considered to be the best wine, if the seniors don’t dislike it, the juniors can offer two bottles.”

   Drunken Hou laughed: "With or without spiritual energy, there is no defense. The most important thing is to drink well. Xiaodouding, bring it."

   Qixun gritted his teeth secretly, what a small bean! She has a slender figure, heroic facial features, and a chic temperament.

   Fortunately, in her space, there are Wuliangye and Maotai, which were hidden in her previous life. These two major national wines, not hers, are definitely the best wines.

   I took a part out before and gave it to the beautiful lady who loves wine, but now I have not many.

   Qixun happily took out a bottle of Maotai and Wuliangye.

   And Drunk Hou, he had already taken a sip of the monkey wine brewed by Brother Monkey, and immediately praised: "Good wine!"

Qixun smiled while presenting two bottles of aged white wine: "The wine I just tasted last night is called Monkey Wine. It is said that it originated from the winemaking skills of the Monkey Demon Clan, and it should be the best wine in the world. It's a pity that this wine is only one year old, and the taste is worse after all."

After listening to the drunken Hou, he was quite regretful: "Unfortunately, I have opened it. Do you still have Xiaodouding? If you give me another jar, I will treasure it and wait for hundreds of years before drinking it again! But, since it is the thing of the monster clan , your brother, how did you get the art of winemaking?"

   Qixun nodded with a heartache, he had given a lot of old turtles before.

   She couldn't bear to have a single jar of her stock here.

   As for how her second brother got the brewing process of monkey wine, hehe, sorry, this is a very long story, forgive me, I won’t talk to you!

  Shihiro honestly took out a jar and gave it to him.

   Drunken Hou took it, put it directly into the storage ring, and laughed: "Monkey wine, Drunken Hou, this wine is born with a relationship with Ben Hou."

   pointed to the other two bottles of wine that Qixun had given her before: "Is this wine for mortals as good as you said? This bottle is quite rare."

When   Shihiro took it out, it had already gone to the outer box.

  Because it is in a glass bottle, it is strange to be drunk.

"It's rare to use colored glass to hold wine. The colored glass is precious in the world, and if you use it to hold wine, this wine will be extraordinary. Such a clear wine soup is really rare, but this Marquis believes in your words, this wine should be the best in the world. I'll try it."

   When the bottle cap was opened, the mellow fragrance overflowed, and a mouthful of Maotai entered his throat. The drunken Hou shouted: "Happy! It's not the name of the negative product! Xiaodouding, I will send you these jars of wine from Ben Hou, Ben Hou"

   Qixun looked at him expectantly, thinking in his heart, just see what benefits you can give me as a senior! Hmph, the great sage and his sister, I, is the one who lacks money?

   Who knew that when the drunkard said this, he stopped and looked at Qixun for four or five seconds before he said, "Do you use a knife? Knife repair?"

   I have only heard of Jianxiu, but I haven't heard of Daoxiu yet, but mortal warriors are known as swordsmen.

   But, isn't it, Qixun's love for the sword comes from the heart.

   In fact, if we were talking about the path of Taoism, she might be able to count as a talisman cultivator.

Although    is related to the way of doing things, Qi Xun didn’t feel the need to be restricted by this way.

   "I just like to use knives. I don't know if it can be considered knife repair."

  The Drunken Hou nodded: "For us cultivators, if you like it, it's enough. You can use a set of sword techniques you have learned, and I will show you."

   Qixun saw that this senior was holding the knife in one hand even when he was talking to her. Before, he kept his hands together, and his heart moved: "Is the senior a sword repairer?"

When it comes to the sword, the drunkard said solemnly: "Yes, the sword repair. If the sword is the gentleman in the tool, then the sword is the tyrant in the tool. The world has two names for me, one is the drunkard, and the other is the knife. Wine. The knife and the knife are the only two things I love in my life, but I love the knife, and I love wine even more. Well, let me see your knife first, and how you practiced it."

   Qixun nodded and raised the sword, the moment he raised the sword, his momentum changed.

   The drunken man who looked at it nodded secretly.

   The envoy of Qi Xun is the Hu family swordsmanship that Brother Monkey has changed for her, coupled with the flying cloud step, one move and one style, not only the flying dragon's line, but also the domineering domineering of the swordsman.

   Waiting for Qixun to put away the sword, the drunken Hou nodded: "Yes, at a young age, not only can the sword be released, but also has the awe-inspiring sword intent. Such a genius! Are you really untrained?"

   Qixun nodded: "Please also ask the seniors for guidance."

  Drunken Hou thought, it's good not to have a teacher, this Hou just lacks a disciple, this little bean is not bad.

   If you don't have this celestial appearance, you won't be worthy of a master like Ben Hou.

However, he did not comment too much on Qixun's swordsmanship, only said: "Your swordsmanship can be seen to be created by an expert, there is nothing wrong with the swordsmanship, even if it is not considered heavenly, at least it should be regarded as the earth. High-level sword skills. However, there is something wrong with you, the sword-wielder. Not enough domineering, not enough killing intent, not enough ruthless moves, in a word, too soft. Look at how I use the sword.”

   Qixun frowned.

   She has always felt that her knife has been practiced quite well.

   At least that time on the way to the capital, he was able to fight the enemy in actual combat and be able to leapfrog. And win the battle. Victory and kill.

   And for so long, her swordsmanship has also improved.

   But in the eyes of this elder, is it so unbearable?

   This is actually what she thinks too much.

  Drunken Hou Xiuwei has reached the realm of Wu Zun, and he is famous for his sword. In his eyes, Qixun's sword is naturally full of flaws.

   But in fact, as far as he said, at such an age, being able to develop sword qi is already a feather in thousands of miles, and he is truly considered an unborn genius.

   Fortunately, Qi Xun didn't bother too much about it.

   The seniors are masters, and they are professional knives. It is natural to think that she is not good.

   She just watched the Drunken Hou take out the knife seriously.

   Just one move has already made her addicted.

   That savage sword intent, strong murderous aura, and the aura of tyrannizing thousands of armies, arrived in awe, pressing her to the point of suffocation.

   But she worked hard to support her back, even though she was sweating profusely, she never succumbed to the sword intent. At the same time, she stared at the sword style of the drunken young man with a beard in front of her, reluctant to blink.

  The drunken lord at this time has no trace of the unrestrained and unrestrained drinking when he was drinking before. He is like an iron-blooded general among thousands of troops, like an overbearing emperor who dominates the world, and people can't help but admire him.

   Until the drunken Hou stopped the knife, the momentum of the whole person was withdrawn, and he returned to his unrestrained and unrestrained appearance.

   "Can you see? How?"

   Drunk Hou held the knife in one hand and Maotai in the other, and took a sip. He raised his eyebrows and looked at Qixun and asked.

   (end of this chapter)