"Guru..."
Feng Yixiu subconsciously shrugged his throat, and couldn't help but muttered in his heart: "I really hit the gun today, why would I want this big drunkard to fight?"
Even if he was drinking water on weekdays, Feng Yixiu would not dare to drink it, let alone drink a century-old wine, but as the eldest brother in the name of the drunken ghost king, he was embarrassed to admit it.
Just when Feng Yixiu didn't know what to do, his eyes suddenly flashed a ray of light, and then he poured all the wine in the sea bowl to Xinyue Lake in front of him.
Before waiting for the drunken ghost king to criticize, Feng Yixiu took a deep sigh and said, "Hey... in the Battle of the Flower of Evil, both Dajiangshan and the warriors of the Shura Empire have sacrificed a lot. A thin bowl of wine hopes to comfort the spirits of the brothers in heaven."
The King of Wine-Swallowing Ghost was also shocked by Feng Yixiu's actions and was speechless. He tried to say something many times, but he couldn't pick out any faults.
No matter what you say at this time, it is disrespectful to the brothers who died in battle. In desperation, he can only nod and agree: "The monarch Feng has a heart, brothers will rest in peace under Jiuquan..."
As soon as he finished speaking, the Ghost King of Wine Swallowing filled two empty sea bowls again, and without a word, he ate another big bowl of fine wine, but before he finished drinking, he heard the sound of "gudonggudong".
"Cough cough..."
The King of Wine Swallowing Ghost didn't know if he was choked by the fine wine or if he was angry with Feng Yixiu, his face became blood red, and he said with a puzzled face: "Brother Feng, why did you pour it again? Too wasteful, isn't it?"
"Eh...how can this be said to be a waste?" Feng Yixiu didn't stop moving, and then said righteously: "Brother, this glass of wine is to pay homage to the millions of innocent souls who died tragically in the flower of evil. , I hope they will not be born in a sinful place like the Sun and Moon Empire in the next life, and will not encounter a cruel king like the Empress Tianyu."
"I……"
The drunken ghost king felt like there were tens of thousands of ants crawling all over his body. He wanted to yell at him many times but couldn't find a reason.
"Gudonggudong..."
Seeing that the two big bowls were filled with wine again, the Ghost King of Wine Swallowing grabbed the mouth of the bowl, as if he was afraid that Feng Yixiu would pour the wine again, and said suspiciously: "Brother Feng, this brother who died in battle is also in memory. , millions of unjust souls who died tragically have also paid homage, you should drink it yourself this time, right?"
Feng Yixiu didn't reach out to grab the sea bowl, but said with a serious face: "To tell the truth, my brother's biological parents were also killed by the conspiracy of the Nine Sins Fox Lord. Today is finally a big revenge, you say I should Shouldn't you tell them?"
The Ghost King of Wine Swallowing was completely speechless, but looking at Feng Yixiu's sincere eyes, it didn't seem like he was lying, and no one would make fun of this kind of thing, so he could only helplessly let go of his hand and grit his teeth. : "Since they are the parents of the eldest brother, they are my parents, so naturally..."
"Father and mother, the mastermind behind the murder of your two elders has fallen into the hands of the child, and the child has not disappointed you, and finally avenged you!"
At the time of plausibility, Feng Yixiu sprinkled a bowl full of fine wine into the sparkling lake, but behind him, the ghost king of drinking swallowed a pitiful look of grievance.
After Feng Yixiu had finished pouring the three bowls of wine, he turned his head slowly, and found that the Ghost King of Jiu Swallowing for the first time did not fill up his own wine bowl, but stared at him with resentment, holding back the laughter in his heart. Yi, with a puzzled look on his face, said: "Brother Jiutun, what are you still doing, don't fill up quickly, shouldn't it be impossible?"
"As the saying goes, there are only three things, this is already the third time, you should drink it by yourself, right?" The King of Jiu Swallowing Ghost was about to cry and asked.
Even if the wine swallowing ghost king's alcohol capacity is good, after all the four bowls of wine are eaten, he still has a little drunkenness, and he becomes a little swaying when he stands.
"That's natural!"
Feng Yixiu actually took the initiative to reach out to take the **** gourd hanging beside him, filled the two vacant sea bowls himself, deliberately put on a heroic and dry cloud, raised the big bowl in his hand high, and said loudly. :"Dry!"
"boom!"
The two silver plate-like sea bowls collided heavily, and a crisp and pleasant crashing sound erupted. The huge inertia made Feng Yixiu spill more than half of the wine in his hands, soaking the clothes of the Jiu-Swallowing Ghost King.
But the strange thing is that the wine in the wine bowl is not spilled, and it seems that there is an invisible protective film covering it...
"Grumbling..."
Feng Yixiu didn't give the King of Ghosts of Drinking Swallowing time to react at all, and without a word, he drank the little wine left in the sea bowl, and poured out more than half of it with his heroic drinking action.
"Good wine!" Feng Yixiu nodded in enjoyment, glanced at the drunken ghost king who was still in a daze, forcibly grabbed the bottom of his bowl and began to drink, while still drinking and mocking: "You are dignified. The King of Wine Swallowing Ghosts, why are you still chomping after a drink, drink it up!"
"Uuuuuu..."
This fine wine seems to have self-consciousness, and it is pouring into the throat of the wine swallowing ghost king like crazy, almost not a drop is wasted, and all of it has entered his stomach.
Feng Yixiu took full advantage of his spiritual power, and his powerful mind power could control the wine in the bowl of the King of the Wine-Swallowing Ghost King, which he couldn't even imitate Feng Yixiu.
"belch!"
The five big bowls of spirits were in the stomach, and the drunken ghost king was also a little dazed, and subconsciously burped a full burp full of alcohol.
I have to say that the amount of alcohol drunk by the Ghost-Swallowing King is really amazing. Even if he drank so much spirits, he did not get drunk, but instead asked: "Feng... Brother Feng, your toasting action is a little too big. !"
"Hey! Brother Jiutun, you don't know something. Our Chinese wine culture has always been like this. The bigger the clinking of glasses, the better our relationship!" Feng Yixiu didn't give the Jiutun Ghost King a chance to rest. Even if he started pouring wine again, he smiled and said, "You're going to hurt big brother's heart by saying such things. Do you look down on our Chinese culture?"
"No...No, that's not what my brother meant!" The Ghost King Jiutun shook his head like a rattle and hurriedly denied it.
"Since there is no such meaning, let's continue, we must drink to the fullest today!" Feng Yixiu raised the glass with a smirk and said aloud.
"boom!"
Another set of familiar movements, Feng Yixiu spilled most of the wine in the bowl again, and the worst thing was that a lot of it was poured into the sea bowl in the hands of the Jiu Swallow Ghost King.
Sleepless all night, Feng Yixiu and Jiutun Ghost King enjoyed the wine talk all night until the rising sun, when Jiu Swallow Ghost King was completely drunk to death, while Feng Yixiu was only slightly drunk.
This time, drinking with Feng Yixiu, the drunken ghost king also realized that China's wine culture is really invincible in the world, and also realized how terrible it is to have no culture...