It was a night of revelry!
Xie Dan Qiong had almost gone crazy on this night. He had pulled Chu Yang to a drinking contest. One cup after another, and one jar after another …
Xie Dan Qiong's goal was very obvious — to get Chu Yang drunk!
Only by getting Chu Yang drunk could he show his sincerity, his gratitude, and his sincerity …
God knows how this thought came to be.
Chu Yang had just dealt with a round of people urging him to drink when he saw Xie Dan Qiong walking drunkenly. Xie Dan Qiong's eyes were slanted as he staggered over. His handsome face was full of drunkenness that could make a girl jealous, "Come come come, Brother Chu, let's drink!"
He was burping non-stop. But, his heroic spirit hadn't diminished.
"It won't do if you don't drink!" Xie Dan Qiong was somewhat tongue-tied, "This is my secret wine … It's mixed with Immortal Intoxication. You can't force it out with spiritual power … Come, come, come … drink this cup … drink this bowl … drink this jar … drink this jar … I didn't treat you well if you don't get drunk …"
Chu Yang was dumbfounded.
[Is there such a thing? You didn't treat me well if I don't get drunk?
Well, who's afraid of you if you want to drink?]
Chu Yang was full of heroic spirit. He suddenly stood up, and shouted, "Good! Let's drink! Let's see how much I can drink today. I'm going to single-handedly challenge the Xie Clan! I didn't drink if you don't get drunk! "
These words had thoroughly ignited the conflict.
Everyone from the Xie Clan was stunned. Then, they flew into a rage.
"What did I just hear? This fellow actually wants to compete with our entire family in drinking? "
"Drink him to death!"
"Kill him!"
"Drink him to death!"
"Everyone, let's go together!"
"Line up! The banquet will be over when we get him drunk! "
"Let's go …"
...
Gu Du Xing, Dong Wu Shang, Ji Mo, and Luo Ke Di had also suffered since Chu Yang had said these words. A few old Emperor Level Experts had drunk faces as they caught these youngsters, "Drink! You don't want to drink? Why don't you try?! "
It didn't take long. Ji Mo's head heavily fell on the table with a 'bang' sound. Then, he slid down the table like mud. His entire body slid down the table like a snake, and lay on the ground with his arms and legs spread out.
After a while …
Luo Ke Di had foolishly started to hum. Then, he shouted three times in a row, "Awoo! Awoo! Owww! "He fell to the ground with a thud, unconscious.
After a while, Dong Wushang laughed heartily. He downed three jars in a row and collapsed on his back.
At the same time, Gu Duxing snuck under the table without a word and started snoring …
Mo Qingwu's little loli jumped left and right, exclaiming, "Wow! Brother Ji Mo has fallen … "
"Wow! Brother Little Wolf is also down … "
"Wow! Brother Wu Shang is drunk … "
"Wow! Brother Du Xing is snoring … "
"Wow … Brother Chu Yang is still drinking …"
…
The spirit of the Xie Clan's people was roused when they saw that Chu Yang was the only one left. Although the Mo Clan had sacrificed many experts of the Wine Kingdom in order to indoctrinate Gu Du Xing and a few others, they still had the advantage in numbers …
However, there was one thing that everyone couldn't understand. [This King of Hell Chu is like an extra-large wine vat!] No matter how much he drank, he wouldn't get drunk!
King of Hell Chu started to get drunk not long after the banquet had started. His eyes were slanted, and he was on the verge of collapsing. But, he was still on the verge of collapsing.
Even after drinking for so long, he was still on the verge of collapsing … How much did he drink?
"Bring more wine!" Minister Chu shouted.
"Bring more wine!" Minister Chu shouted again.
"He's the 'Watermark of Setting Sail'! Damn it! Bring all the wine!" the Xie Clan's people shouted in unison.
"One at a time … don't mess around." Minister Chu maintained order, "Come, come, come, Xie Dan Qiong. I will start with you. I will drink you down one by one! Come, everyone who is drunk, move them over there and lie down in an orderly manner … "
Xie Dan Qiong's nose and mouth were full of wine. He murmured, "I will drink you to death …" Then, he fell down with a thud.
Then, another person came up. Chu Yang downed three jars in a row with a 'bang bang bang' sound.
Then, people came up one after another. Minister Chu didn't refuse anyone. He drank all the wine! Everyone in the Xie Clan felt a chill in their hearts. [Drinking like this … is he still a human?
Crap, he drank thirty or forty pounds …]
Minister Chu's alcohol tolerance wasn't good. This wasn't a secret in Bu Tian Pavilion of Iron Cloud. He would get angry if he drank a little more than two or three pounds …
But, the problem was …
The Sword Spirit had made a big wine jar in the Tribulation Space. He was helplessly looking at the cups and jars of wine. It was like the Milky Way. It was unceasingly pouring into the big wine jar … it was almost full …
Therefore, he made an extra large one …
The Sword Spirit forced a smile, [How can he get drunk like this? He can't get drunk even if he drinks all the wine in the world!]
[This is bullying …]
However, the people of the Xie Clan were drinking the wine one after another …
Midnight!
Minister Chu roared, "Is there anyone else? Is there anyone else? "
All around them, there was a mess of bodies …
The only one who wasn't drunk was the ancestor of the Xie Clan, Xie Zhi Qiu. Xie Zhi Qiu forced a smile, and slipped away on tiptoe … [I'm so old. I won't go crazy with this bunch of youngsters!] [Look at this … I'll be in vain if I go up against them …]
The servants of the Xie Clan kept quiet out of fear. They looked at King of Hell Chu as if they were looking at an immortal. [Crap! There's no justice in this world … Dozens of people were at the level of a wine immortal. But, they were all knocked out by him. And, they were still clamoring …]
[I've never heard of such a pervert since ancient times!] [This isn't ordinary wine. It's mixed with Immortal Intoxication. It's a wine that can intoxicate a soul!]
They looked at Chu Yang, [This guy can't be judged by common sense …]
Chu Yang shouted a few times. Then, he finally … swayed twice, and fell down with a 'bang' sound. He then whispered, "Bring the wine …"
The Minister was drunk. In fact, he was drunk after drinking 1.5 liters of wine. He was just trying his best not to fall down. Now that his mind was relaxed, the effect of the Immortal Intoxication took effect. And, he couldn't stand …
The Sword Spirit looked at the four jars full of wine in the Tribulation Space. He couldn't help but force a smile, [Each jar has 50 liters of wine, right? This guy drank so much, but his belly didn't bulge. How could the Xie Clan's people not see it?
It was a mess at that time. Who had the time to look at Chu Yang's belly? They just drank!]
The Sword Spirit sighed, and made a cup. Then, he drank a cup out of curiosity …
He suddenly felt dizzy. He swayed twice, and cursed, "Fu * k … the soul is intoxicated … his grandmother …" The Sword Spirit also fell down …
The Immortal Intoxication targeted the soul. The Sword Spirit was a wisp of a remnant soul. So, he bore the brunt of it … Therefore, the Sword Spirit gloriously fell down … with one cup!
He started to snore.
The next day …
Chu Yang sleepily opened his eyes. He shook his head twice, and felt a little dizzy. [Why is it so fragrant?]
A small head came over from the side, "Brother Chu Yang, you're awake …"
It was Mo Qing Wu. She was wearing thin pajamas. She popped her head out of the quilt like a kitten, and looked at him with concern.
"Qing Wu? Why are you here? "Chu Yang shook his head. He was still confused," Why are you in my quilt? "
"You're drunk. I was afraid that you would feel uncomfortable last night. So, I slept with you." The little girl actually knew how to be shy, "Brother Chu Yang, you're so bad. You've scratched my butt until it's swollen … And … this is my quilt, not yours …"
"Ah?!" Chu Yang was shocked. He suddenly sat up, and saw that his upper body was naked. He couldn't help but be shocked. He hurriedly turned to ask Mo Qing Wu, "I didn't do anything, right?"
He kept praying in his heart. [Please don't do anything outrageous. Qing Wu is still so young …]
"Do what?" Mo Qing Wu opened her eyes and looked at him in confusion, "Do what?"
"Eh …" Chu Yang blinked, and black lines appeared on his forehead. [How to explain?]
"You didn't do anything?" Mo Qing Wu curiously blinked her big eyes.
"I … I didn't drink too much …" Chu Yang opened his eyes awkwardly. Then, he suddenly had an idea, and said, "I'm so thirsty …"
"You didn't drink too much? Humph, you stunk all night." Mo Qing Wu wrinkled her little nose, "Wait, I'll get you some water." She walked barefooted, and nimbly ran to get the water bag.
Chu Yang looked and let out a sigh of relief. Looks like I didn't do anything last night … I'm finally relieved.
After gulping down a few mouthfuls of water, Chu Yang was about to get up and put on his clothes, "Eh, Little Wu, you go out first. Big Brother Chu Yang needs to put on his clothes."
"Go ahead." Little Luo rested her chin on her hands.
"You're here … Eh, it's inconvenient." Chu Yang was speechless.
"What's inconvenient about it?" Mo Qing Wu was very disdainful. She wrinkled her little nose, "Just wear yours."
Chu Yang was helpless. Suddenly, he thought of a very important question, "Last night, who took off my clothes for me?"
"Of course it was me." Little Luo felt a sense of accomplishment, and with pride, she said, "Other than me, who else could it be?"
Minister Chu's face instantly turned red. Looks like I'm naked. Eh, no clothes? There's even a pair of shorts …
Mo Qing Wu looked at Chu Yang, and suddenly giggled, "Big Brother Chu Yang, are you shy?"
Looking at Mo Qing Wu's pure eyes, Chu Yang suddenly felt ashamed. Yes, this little girl doesn't know anything. She's serving me sincerely, what's there to be shy about? I'm still thinking too dirty …
Lifting the blanket, he got out of bed graciously and smiled, "Where are my clothes …"
Mo Qing Wu covered her nose and scurried out, "Big Brother Chu Yang … I have to say, your feet, last night, I almost died from the smell … Now that you've lifted the blanket, this … this … why are your feet so smelly …"
Minister Chu, who was wearing shorts, was stunned like a wooden chicken.
After a while, he let out a strange cry: I was drunk last night and didn't wash my feet …
When Chu Yang finished packing and came out of the door, Mo Qing Wu immediately darted into the tent nimbly, carried the blanket out, and put it under the sun to dry.
Mo Qing Wu tied a rope between the two trees. Then, she skillfully draped the quilt over the rope. She looked left and right to make sure that no one was around. Then, she sneakily moved her small nose towards the quilt and sniffed it. She wrinkled her brows and covered her nose, "Oh, it stinks!"
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