As everyone was watching, I saw this bottle disappearing like flowing water.

Ling Xingyue's bottle of wine was like an old dragon sucking water. It was really wonderful. Compared to one sip, one cup, and then what it was like, the level has been improved a lot, especially without breathing. There is a special word for this in the wine-making process, which is obviously at the level of the God of Bread. Although Zhang Yishan and Zhao Jinlong fought with Ling Xingyue, they had never seen the prince show their skills before drinking. The two flattering people naturally would not let this go. Applause and applaud, and the two of them made the aura of a team of people.

After Ling Xingyue drank it in one sip, she gently put the bottle down and used her spiritual energy to rotate it with the rising alcohol. She found that the wine she drank this time was still a little different from the wine of Hull. This wine of Hull has been stored for several secrets and has been stored for decades. It is a rare treasure in the world. Although the wine of Endless Sea has a unique secret in brewing, it is much less in the time of storage. After drinking this wine of Hull, it does not require the mobilization of its own spiritual energy to promote the spiritual energy movement around the body. The effect is very supernatural and can be regarded as a kind of innate spiritual medicine. However, although this wine of Endless Sea is not like the wine of Horse Milk Wine, it also requires the promotion of its own spiritual energy to operate. It is still worse than this wine of Hull.

Moreover, after this Hull's best aged wine can be completely converted into spiritual energy, without any waste. However, although the wine here can be converted to most, there is still about one-tenth of the wine, which is uncontrollable and will be converted into a body to bear.

Ling Xingyue had a bottle of wine after drinking a bottle of wine, and she already had a foundation in her heart. She could drink at least about a hundred bottles of wine, and there would be no problems.

Several other people who were fighting wine, looked at Ling Xingyue's bottle opening and then followed immediately. Several of them tilted their necks and dried up the bottles of wine. Some of them were itchy and proud to deliberately break the bottle, as if to make their own personal excitement. Seeing the glass bottle being broken, Zhao Jinlong, Zhang Yishan, felt a little distressed, but looking at the people in the town where the wine was tribute, they were completely dissatisfied, as if he was not breaking something good.

The others raised their heads and a large bottle, but the golden-haired Western Regions still used their own cups, drinking one cup after another, and drinking one cup after another until they finished drinking the bottle of wine, and he still used his forehead. It seemed that using the bottle was slower.

The bottle has been finished. Looking at these people who are fighting for wine, they all have any abnormalities. You will understand that these wines are just the beginning, not even warming up, and the excitement is behind them. The crowds of onlookers are becoming more and more interested.

Ling Xingyue looked at Zhang Yishan and Zhao Jinlong and applauded and smiled slightly:

"Watch the fun and don't worry about the big deal, right?"

The two of them also smiled: "Sir, we have a heart to follow you. Whenever you wink at that time, we will hand over the game. Don't worry."

Ling Xingyue said, "I guess you can't wait. This kind of wine is very beneficial to my cultivation. Taking advantage of this opportunity, I have to drink more and prepare for the future battle." Before he finished speaking, another bottle of wine was dried. Zhao Jinlong and Zhang Yishan looked at each other, not knowing what kind of martial arts the prince was practicing, but they could gain strength by drinking. Is this the drunken boxing? It's not easy for both of them to inquire about it, just follow the prince's eyes and act, but vaguely feeling that this time, you might really have to see what the God of Baccarat is.

While talking, Ling Xingyue had already bottle after bottle. When she was drinking, she seemed to be breathing. The empty wine bottle she had finished was placed on the table. The middle-aged man was very smart. Seeing that a few people had already put a drink, she immediately arranged for someone to deliver the wine directly, and placed the empty wine bottles, including the broken ones, on a table and stored them separately. After a few words, you can tell how much they had drunk.

The one who gave the wine chose this same type of wine. On the table of the people who were fighting for the wine, each of them gave ten bottles. Generally speaking, those with this height of wine can drink 3 bottles are already a good amount of alcohol. After drinking five bottles, they can be considered a great master. However, the people present easily drank the key point of five bottles. Because the onlookers sighed, my god, these are all monsters, and it's okay to do so, and they all seem to have no reaction. This is a height of spirits. Everyone seems to drink water. Even if they drink water, there will be problems.

Sure enough, when I reached the sixth screen, the Indian Er, who had a diaper on his head and white teeth bared in his mouth, could not hold back. Among the few people, he was the best performer, jumping up and down, indicating how much he could drink, he was a god of wine, and I don’t know how many signs of movements he did. Sometimes you really can’t tell whether this is an Indian Er or a monkey who can talk. Anyway, both are similar, and you don’t have to distinguish them specifically. Just regard these two things as one thing. This Indian monkey who can talk has a good alcohol tolerance, but compared with the great gods present, it’s much worse.

When I got to drink the sixth bottle, the Indian monkey could no longer catch the bottle. I felt that everything was against me, especially this damn wine bottle. Why are I still fighting with others for a while? Why are these wine bottles so disobedient? Did someone else put some spells? The Indian monkey started fighting with the wine bottles on the table, and even used the method of grabbing, but these damn bottles were still hiding. Finally, the monkey caught the bottle, but moved out the plug.

The squeaked with a squeak? "You damn, damn... dead Chinese, don't underestimate us in India, we are snoring... we have a lot of things you don't have, we have snoring, we are the most powerful people who drink, we are snoring, we can be snoring everywhere, you know, even here, we can be snoring," he said, suddenly he took off his pants and exposed his secret, "We Indians are like this, we are snoring everywhere, hahahahahahaha!"
Chapter completed!