Chapter 347

It is estimated that this table of wine and vegetables is too expensive, and everyone doesn't eat and drink fast; It may be that the atmosphere was spoiled by the dispute of sentiment just now, so there were not many words when we were eating and drinking.

"Look at them, they are reluctant to eat, ha ha..."

"The Dragon chant they ordered is probably not unwilling to drink, but dare not drink!"

The three of the other party began to provoke again. They ate and drank happily.

"Ignore them, let's just drink our own." Gong He raised his glass and said.

Xiao Lingyu nodded, while Lin Xi held back her anger.

Unexpectedly, after three rounds of wine, the other party unexpectedly had a spirit demon monk who came over with a wine pot.

"Everyone, meeting is fate. I'll give you a toast." the visitor said and drank a full glass.

Xiao Lingyu only glanced at them and ignored them, but Lin Xi raised his glass and drank.

Xiao Lingyu can actually guess that this guy is here to spell wine.

"You are so generous, I'll give you another toast." after the other party filled it up, he drank it again.

Both sides are in the spirit devil period. Lin Xi will not be afraid. Moreover, he was angry just now and wanted to take the opportunity to vent.

Next, they drank ten cups in a row. The visitor didn't mean to withdraw, and the other two of them joined in later.

Lin Xi is still fighting with the man who came before. The other two naturally find Xiao Lingyu.

The wine power contained in the medium level dragon chant is easy to digest, but the energy in it can not be absorbed by friars in the real magic period.

The other party seems to be fighting for wine, but it is actually fighting for cultivation. Whoever has insufficient cultivation will naturally be poured down first.

Zhu Jin's cultivation is too weak to participate in the wine competition. Under Xiao Lingyu's eyes, cangju and Gong he deal with each other's true demon later friars, while Xiao Lingyu is another spiritual demon friar who deals with each other with a smile.

Soon, both sides drank all the wine in the jug.

"Give us three more pots!" the other party shouted proudly.

"Let's have three pots," said Xiao Lingyu without changing his face.

In fact, up to now, only Xiao Lingyu has not been affected by the alcohol. The others are a little uncertain in their breath and blush.

Xiao Lingyu himself is not far away from the spirit and magic period, and he does not suffer losses in the realm. In addition, his chaotic magic is more advanced than the magic power in the Dragon chant, so he can wrap the magic power in the wine with chaotic magic first, and does not need to be suppressed or refined immediately.

In fact, if you drink all three more pots, it is estimated that everyone except Xiao Lingyu will have to climb down.

Drinking, several people are gradually unable to support, their bodies are shaking, and their eyes are gradually blurred.

When the other three saw this fight, they didn't seem to take advantage of it, so they all borrowed an excuse to go back to their seats.

Xiao Lingyu first silently helped several people on his side to suppress their drinking power, and then walked to the table of the other three with a pot of wine.

"As the saying goes, it's not rude. This time, the three respected and toasted. If I don't return the courtesy, it's too disrespectful."

Xiao Lingyu first said something about the scene, then raised his glass and said, "come on, I'll toast the three!"

The three men looked a little complicated at first, but when they saw that only Xiao Lingyu came, they were a little relieved.

And now the wine strength of these three people has also come up. It's difficult for them not to take the move. After all, people who are about to get drunk won't feel drunk and think they can still drink.

After a few more drinks, the real demon monk of the other party had climbed on the table and overturned a dish. The oil stain flowed down his cheek, causing the guests at other tables to laugh.

The other two monks in the spirit magic period realized that there was a problem. Although the visitor only had the realm of the true magic period, he seemed to be able to drink freely and would not be drunk at all

"I've had enough today. Why don't I have another chance to drink?" one of the other's spiritual and demon friars said timidly.

"Hehe, otherwise, brother said just now that meeting is fate. Since fate exists, it's natural to have a good drink."

Xiao Lingyu shook his head and said with a smile, "besides, we ordered three pots of wine just now. Naturally, we should finish it. Otherwise, people thought we were reluctant to drink. Is that the reason?"

The other two were drunk and could hear Xiao Lingyu's meaning. They secretly regretted the provocative words they had just said.

"Well, since you are so interested, we will accompany you!"

There was only half a pot of wine left. The two thought they would be fine if they drank the half pot. Maybe the other party would be fine, so they agreed.

All the drinks had been drunk without ten breath. Although the two spiritual and evil friars were still supporting, their skills were a little disordered, and their momentum was difficult to contain.

Xiao Lingyu smiled and returned to his seat.

Forgive others and forgive others. Although the other three are arrogant, they don't have deep hatred with them after all. Xiao Lingyu just wants to impose a slight punishment and has no other ideas.

"Brother Mao, brother Yu, you are all here, eh? How did brother Wei look like this? You two must have worked together to feed him!"

As soon as Xiao Lingyu returned to his seat, he saw a man and a woman coming downstairs. The man was OK. He seemed to be familiar with the three people who had just shared wine with Xiao Lingyu.

"Brother Yan, you came just in time. We were bullied by others!" a spirit demon monk pointed to Xiao Lingyu and said in a confused and affirmative tone.

Friar Yin is also very young. He also has accomplishments in the spirit and magic period. He looked at Xiao Lingyu, but then turned back and said, "brother Mao, fighting is forbidden in the blood moon city, and there are signs of fighting here. How can people bully you?"

"They were lucky to meet each other, so they shared wine with the three of us. Brother Wei was drunk by them." the monk surnamed Mao seemed very angry.

"Oh? Really?"

Friar Yin narrowed his eyes and looked at Xiao Lingyu. Then he was very surprised. Although there were many people, there was only one friar at the beginning of the spirit devil, and even a child who was only about ten years old. How could he have such a large amount of wine?

After a closer look, friar Yin was more puzzled. Although four of the other five were closing their eyes and adjusting their breath at this time, they should be suppressing and refining their wine power, but they were not drunk at all, and their faces were not too abnormal. Especially the friar who had only the true magic period was more like not drinking at all.

"Ha ha, brother Mao, now we are also five people. We don't want to fight with them anymore?" friar Yin smiled and said after looking at them.

As soon as the monk surnamed Mao wanted to drink, his heart trembled subconsciously. At the same time, he glanced at Xiao Lingyu and saw Xiao Lingyu looking at him with a smile. He suddenly felt the strength of wine surging up and his mind was a little confused.

However, on the one hand, foreign aid came, and on the other hand, we should not lose face in front of foreign aid. The monk surnamed Mao was horizontal in his heart and said, "yes, it's fair to fight now!"

"Running hall, come to the middle steps of the four pots to swim the Dragon chant!"

The friar Yin shouted and walked slowly to the table of Xiao Lingyu.

As soon as he came to the table, the running brother had sent four pots of wine and put them on the table.

"You Taoist friends, if you're late, you'll punish yourself three cups first."

When his words fell, friar Yin drank three cups, but his breath remained unchanged.

Xiao Lingyu can see that this friar Yin's accomplishments are much better than that of friar Mao. He is already in the middle of the spirit devil period. He should be able to drink two whole pots of medium level dragon chanting without getting drunk.