Fan Jian was holding the wine jar and was about to taste it when a series of messy footsteps sounded. It was as if someone was chasing after him in the peach forest. Chu Jun and Fan Jian exchanged a strange look.

"Big hammer, fat cow, don't run, stop!" Grand Elder Te Qu's voice sounded a little anxious.

"Old man, why … why are you chasing me? Isn't it just a few jars of wine, fart … fart, fart, fart, fart! As for you!" The hammer stuck out its tongue and shouted. This guy was obviously drunk. He staggered along, and wherever he passed, he was torn to pieces. The peach blossom branches were smashed to pieces, and peach valves fell like rain.

Although Old Man Tequ was in his nineties, his footsteps were agile and his figure was agile. He held an empty wine jar and chased after the club. Seeing that the fat bull club had ruined so many peach trees, he couldn't help but feel heartache and indignation. "Big club, you're so angry that you've been slashed by thousands of knives. Tamper, give back your daughter's wine!"

Today, the hammer dug out more than 30 jars of good wine and gave the boss three jars. Then, it gave the bitch, Granny Shi and the old witch three jars each. The rest went into his pocket impolitely. This guy was a master who couldn't stay for the night meal. When he returned to his residence, he couldn't control his mouth and drank jars after jars of wine. As a result, Old Man Turk came to the door and almost fainted when he saw the empty wine jars all over the floor. Fortunately, he didn't find the red jar, so he grabbed his collar and asked for the 18-year-old daughter's wine. After drinking more than a dozen jars of fine wine, the hammer was already drunk. Hearing that this stingy old man actually asked for those drinks from me, he was naturally unhappy. No matter how much the old man chattered, he just didn't take out the rest of the wine. He was joking. After putting it in my hammer pocket, he still wanted to get it back, but there was no way he could!

Old Man Tequ was so angry that he spat out three jin of blood. He grabbed the wine jar and smashed it on the head of the big hammer. Although the big hammer was 70-80% drunk, it was not to the point of not waking up. He wanted to get angry when he smashed the wine jar. However, when he remembered that Gu Liya was in the old man's charge, he immediately lost his strength and was smashed to the point of holding his head and leaping. Old Man Tequ grabbed an empty wine jar and chased it up. He swore that he would never stop until he got back the jar of his daughter's wine.

Old Man Tequ was finally getting old. After chasing after him for a while, he was gasping for breath. The distance between the two of them grew bigger and bigger, causing the old man to jump and curse angrily.

"Great Elder, what happened?"

Old Man Tequ was gasping for breath as he ran. Suddenly, he saw the two of them turn out from the flower path by the river. It was Chu Jun and the youth holding the sword. He was immediately overjoyed. He ran forward so angry that Whitebeard trembled and complained, "Young Master Chu, you came at the right time. You have to take good care of that fat cow that suffered a thousand knives. I'm so angry!"

Chu Jun's heart skipped a beat. What kind of trouble did this fellow cause? He was so angry that Old Man Tequ chased after him with the wine jar in his arms. Could it be that he drank a few kilograms of yellow soup, boosted his lust, and forced Gu Liya into an OOXX? This is really troublesome.

"Great Elder, don't be angry. What did Fatty Niu do?" Chu Jun raised his sword-like eyebrows and said in a low voice.

Fan Jian couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. He knew that although Chu Jun was easy-going and didn't say anything to his brothers, when he became harsh, he could simply be described as ruthless and merciless. If that hammer really did that kind of thing, I'm afraid the boss wouldn't spare him.

"He stole the wine I buried in the backyard!" Old Man Tequ said angrily.

Chu Jun couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief. Then, his heart skipped a beat and he said embarrassedly, "So it's like this, Old Man Tequ. Isn't it just a jar of wine? As for chasing after fatty cows with a urinal in the middle of the night, I'll at most compensate you two jars!"

Old Man Turk was so angry that his beard curled up. He couldn't care less that Young Master Chu was an honored guest. "You eat rush, "What a light fart! That jar of wine was buried in the backyard on the day my daughter was born. It has been 18 years. I originally planned to drink the wedding wine when my daughter got married, but it was stolen by that fat bull's club without paying attention. If that girl Fei Fei knew that her daughter's wine was drunk by that fat bull, she would have fought with the old man!"

Chu Jun's body shook again and again, and Fan Jian followed suit. The expressions of the two of them were as strange as constipation. "Young Master Chu, you have to judge this old man …" Old Man Tequ continued angrily. "If you don't give me a satisfactory answer …" At this point, his eyes suddenly widened as he stared fixedly at Fan Jian holding the red wine jar, almost turning into a cross-eyed cock.

Fan Jian hurriedly stuffed the hot potato into Chu Jun's hands. Chu Jun glared at the unloyal fellow and shoved the remaining eighteen jugs of wine into Old Man Tequ's arms with an embarrassed smile. He then said, "Well … Old Patriarch, is this the jar you're looking for? Haha, it's fine. There's only half a jar left. Just go back and mix it with some water and bury it!"

The beard on Old Man Tequ's chin trembled as he stared fixedly at Fan Jian. Chu Jun and Fan Jian exchanged a glance. They tacitly turned around and ran away. Old Man Te Qu's beard suddenly tilted upwards and he roared, "You two bastards, who drank this daddy's daughter's wine?"

"Him!" Chu Jun and Fan Jian pointed at each other in unison. Fan Jian raised his eyebrows and Chu Jun raised his eyebrows. At the same time, he said, "Bullshit!"

"Boss, it was clearly you who drank it. You're not being honest!"

"Bitch, according to the rules of Jianghu, slandering the boss requires three blades and six eyes!"

"Bullshit, just admit it if it's a man!"

"What the hell do I know!"

Old Man Tequ was so angry that he was born. Two Buddhas ascended to the heavens. He put half a jar of daughter wine on the ground, rushed forward and grabbed a little bastard. He shouted, "You two little bastards, who drank my daughter wine? I'm not done with you. Let Miss Ning judge!"

Chu Jun immediately waved his hand and said, "Don't, don't, don't, don't, Great Elder, it's just a jar of daughter wine. Add some wine and seal it with mud, then bury it. Why do you need to let everyone know? That's right, Fan Jian drank half a jar of daughter wine, but he accidentally lost it. Your boss shouldn't let him be your cheap son-in-law, right?" "Cough … But if you insist, I agree!"

Fan Jian almost fell down and was about to curse, but Chu Jun gave him a hard look. He swept the corner of his eyes and saw many people walking towards him, including his sister-in-law, Ning Yun.

Ning Yun and the others rushed over. When they saw the scene in front of them, they couldn't help but be dumbfounded. Yu Jia and the Half Spirit Race also looked at each other. What was the Great Elder doing grabbing onto Chu Jun and Fan Jian's collar? However, it was quite impressive.

"Haha, Grand Elder, you don't want things to be known to everyone, do you?" Chu Jun smiled and said in a low voice.

Old Man Tequ retracted his hand resentfully and then glared at Fan Jian angrily. "Fortunately, this brat is quite decent. If it was that big club, Fei Fei would have really risked her life to fight with the old man!" He thought to himself.

"I'll settle this with you slowly!" Old Man Tequ snorted and picked up the half jar of daughter wine.

"Brother Jun, what happened?" Ning Yun pulled Chu Jun's hand and asked in a low voice.

Chu Jun smiled farfetched, "It's fine, it's fine. I just drank too much and went crazy!"

"Not good! Something big has happened!" The distinctive voice of the hammer came from afar.

Everyone looked away, only to see the big hammer stumbling towards them. From afar, he could smell the smell of alcohol. Ning Yun frowned and thought to himself, "You really are crazy to drink alcohol!"

Chu Jun was instantly enraged when he saw the initiator of the incident. You were tampered with by a thousand knives and told you to steal wine randomly. Don't steal other people's dowry wine, even if you steal dowry wine, don't be filial to me, my lord!

"Mallets, what are you howling for in the middle of the night? Go back to your corpse after you've eaten enough. What are you shouting for? The bison entered!" Before Chu Jun could say anything, Fan Jian, who was carrying the blame, shouted with a dark face.

When the club saw so many people suddenly appear, it immediately stopped and was scolded by Fan Jian. The wine also woke up a little. It caught sight of Old Man Tequ holding a wine jar and staring at him with a trembling beard. He scratched his head innocently and said, "Old man, didn't you just steal a jar of wine and need to complain to my boss?"

"This is the daughter wine that our Concubine Fei used to marry off. You … you're the one who suffered a thousand slashes!" Old Man Tequ cursed loudly. He lifted up half a jar of wine and wanted to smash it over. He suddenly woke up. This was his daughter's wine and hurriedly carried it back into his arms.

Hearing this, the expressions of the Half Spirit Race spectators changed greatly. Especially those young men who secretly loved Tao Fei Fei. Even their eyes turned red. This jar was actually Fei Fei's daughter's wine. They wanted to drink it even in their dreams, but it was stolen by this damned fat cow club. Furthermore, it was opened. Could it be drunk by this thieving bird, Tao Fei Fei Fei?

"Don't be angry, Old Man Tequ. Daughter wine must have a daughter. If it's too late, your precious daughter will be gone. You can even marry a hammer and drink a fart of daughter wine!" The big hammer scratched his head and said, "Don't be angry, Old Man Tequ."

"You … you stole my daughter's wine, and you cursed my daughter, I …!" Old Man Te Qu almost fell down, his face so angry that he turned green, "You … you stole my daughter's wine, and you cursed my daughter, I …!" As he spoke, he wanted to rush forward and fight to the death with the big hammer. The Half Spirit Race behind him also shared the same bitter hatred and swarmed forward with sharpened fists and brushed fists.

"Hey, old man, you're unreasonable. Your precious daughter is really lying motionless on the platform in the river. She's still bleeding!" The hammer received a few punches from Old Man Turk and couldn't help but shout dejectedly.

Chu Jun's expression changed drastically. Although this fellow was a bit ridiculous, he definitely wouldn't joke around like this. He hurriedly flew into the air and flew across the river towards the platform at the center of the river. The Half Spirit Race was attracted by Chu Jun's hand, so they immediately stopped. Old Man Tequ anxiously ran upstream along the river, and a large group of people followed him cheerfully.

Chu Jun broke through the flower wall and landed on the platform. Sure enough, he saw Tao Fei lying there. There was a pool of blood nearby. He couldn't help but feel his heart sink. He hurriedly helped her feel her pulse. He felt that her heart was still beating. He felt a little relieved and lost a surge of Spiritual Energy into Tao Fei's body. He looked up strangely at Fan Jian who had arrived with his sword.

Fan Jian asked, somewhat puzzled, "What's wrong?"

"She was struck by your Purple Qi Sword Intent!"