If Ningtian cannot see through it, then the strength of peach trees is at least the strength of demon beast.
"Welcome here, master's disciple."
At this time, a gentle voice came into Ningtian's ears.
he doesn't have to think about it. It must be the sound of this century-old peach tree.
"Hello."
Ning Tian also said hello.
"Hello."
the peach trees has a beautiful voice and replied.
"Childe, come and sit down quickly."
The villagers warmly invited Ning Tian to sit on the stone table of a century-old peach tree.
Soon after, a lot of delicious food was brought and Ningtian was invited to eat.
The old blind man brought an jar of wine. As soon as the wine was opened, the bouquet was scattered for ten miles.
Ning Tianguang smelled it and felt dizzy.
The villagers here saw the old blind man bring this jar of wine and said in a somewhat surprised tone: "How did the old blind man take the wine out?"
"Yes! We used to ask you for some wine to drink, but you didn't give it anyway."