In the Beicheng Immortal Sect Ancestor, who was closed by the flying magic weapon, felt that many people were laughing and he couldn't get out of the closed partition.

What made him most uncomfortable was that he smelled the smell of wine, which made him greedy!

So he called Jiang Tang in secret words: "Young man, don't ask me to eat or drink, I want to drink, I want to eat meat!"

Jiang Tang was happily accompanying her among the beauties, and she didn't want to pay attention to the ancestor of the Immortal Gate in Beicheng.

But the old man kept making noise in his ears, and only he could hear his voice. He was so annoyed that he wanted to slap the old man on the shore of Shanghai, but he didn't want this old man to ruin his business.

After drinking and having a meal with everyone, I had no choice but to meet the old man.

When the ancestor of the Immortal Gate in Beicheng saw Jiang Tang, he stared at him: "Hmm, I can drink wine, and I don't give it to me for some food. I'm so disrespectful to my elders!"

"Old man, it's useless to recognize you. Who makes you not capable enough? If you are stronger than me, you can have everything. If you can't beat me, don't whine!"

Jiang Tang is not used to such an old man. He doesn’t owe this person anything. Who made him lose to him?

The ancestor of the Immortal Sect in Beicheng was blown by Jiang Tang, and he had no way to refute it. He felt that one day he died, not that his life had ended, nor that he had been beaten to death, but that he was angry with this person!

"Young man, you don't give me food and drink, and you monitor me. You can eat well outside, give me some good drinks!"

Jiang Tang deliberately shook his head and said, "You are an old antique, do you still need to eat? No matter how much you eat, isn't you a waste of food?"

"Young man, you are too much. At least you can give me a glass of bar. You can't be so greedy for me!" The ancestor of the Immortal Sect in Beicheng not only made a fuss for a glass of wine, but also like a child.

Jiang Tang..., should this old man be seen by more people from the North City Immortal Gate?

It seems to be a senior brother and a senior sister is also a fairy gate in Beicheng, but he should not let this old guy see them.

I didn't expect my senior sister to make things difficult for her, so she let go of this old guy and ruined his big deal.

"I want to drink, right? This is not impossible. I'll give you a jar of wine and seafood. Don't complain in the future. Save some food. My people are not just for you!"

The ancestor of the Immortal Gate in Beicheng heard Jiang Tang’s blunt voice in his ears. When he saw a jar of wine weighing five pounds and a plate of seafood, he nodded with satisfaction.

When I opened the lid and smelled the aroma of the wine inside, it was so tempting that I felt that the fine wine in the world was not as good as this jar of wine.

"Young man, is this the wine you made?"

"Yes, do you want to give me advice?"

"I dare not, I can't make such a fine wine, good wine!"

"It seems that you don't have this skill, but as an ancestor of the immortal sect, you are very impressed!"

"Haha, young man, you don't have to admire me. You are so young, why are you so powerful?" The ancestor of the Immortal Sect in Beicheng drank in such a big mouthful without a wine glass.

The wine jar was raised high and looked a little wild!

"Old man, you are so old, do you have a son or grandson?" Jiang Tang asked this question, but he had never heard of the gossip of the ancestor of the Immortal Sect in Beicheng.

"I am dedicated to practicing, where are the children who come?"

"No wonder, seeing you like this, you are just a monk, you won't have been explaining it for more than a thousand years, right?"

"You young man, how do you talk about this? You thought I didn't know you?" I was going to look up at Jiang Tang, and there were many meanings in your eyes.
Chapter completed!