As soon as Su Mu came out, he was full of swords and swords.

Jiang Wangshu's table is fine.

When the others stared at him, they almost wrote the word hatred on their faces.

The division of sects and the original sect have been separated for hundreds of years, and there is still a big deal of feelings.

They wouldn't care if Zhu Ruirui married a pig.

They only care that Su Mu's appearance blocked their way to take over the sect.

But these guys got one thing completely wrong.

This is not a dynasty era for hundreds of years.

If the emperor has no queen, he has to choose the prince from the side branches.

You have no feelings for this sect, and even your bloodline can be said to have been released in the fifth sect, at most everyone has one surname.

This sect is the same. Do you have feelings for you?

Do you ask Jack Ma to give his hundreds of billions of assets to someone from a clan named Ma to inherit?

Just kidding.

Even without Su Mu, they would never have had a chance.

It's totally blinding my heart.

But there are not many people who understand it.

As the saying goes, parents can kill when the benefits are great enough.

Dreams are always something you want, what if they come true?

Jiang Wangshu and Hu Jianjun have drunk a lot of alcohol, but they are still sober.

Zhu Zhouding and Zhu Chuzhao, and several young people from the Zhu family who had a good relationship, immediately turned their guns and pointed them at Su Mu.

After everyone introduced each other, the other party directly attacked.

A young man next to Zhu Chuzhao stood up:

"Su Mu, come on, I'll give you a cup."

After saying that, he turned around and waved his hand without waiting for Su Mu to speak.

A maid in a palace dress who was standing next to him came over.

“Two big bowls.”

Soon, two large bowls with a diameter of ten centimeters were sent up.

In front of everyone, the young man picked up the homemade wine treasured by the Zhu family and poured two bowls of it.

This bowl is at least not less than one pound.

This kind of royal wine that the Zhu family has treasured for hundreds of years is actually not very high in terms of its degree, but it is different from modern distilled wine. It is a real wine brewing.

Although the alcohol content is not as good as distilled liquor, it smells more fragrant, but it is more intoxicating.

The young man picked it up and fucked it in one breath.

Then he looked at Su Mu with a provocative look.

Su Mu smiled.

These guys who don’t know how to live or die.

Wine fighting?

Are you serious?

That's it?

He picked up the bowl with a smile, like a whale sucking water, drinking it in one gulp, then pouring another bowl and responding to the past:

"I'll give you three cups, I'll drink it, you can do whatever you want."

This is clearly a provocation.

The young man was furious:

"Three cups are three cups."

Su Mu smiled, grabbed the wine jar at hand and said:

"Come on a jar, will you come?"

"you……!"

Another young man next to him stood up and said coldly:

"I'll do it and open a new jar, how about it? If you can't drink it, give up as soon as possible."

A jar of wine, at least ten kilograms.

Not to mention alcohol, even water cannot be drunk by ordinary people.

Standing up, this guy is obviously an acquired martial artist. He has good strength, but he is not an ancient martial artist.

Su Mu smiled:

"no problem,"

This time, even Zhu Zhouding and Zhu Chuzhao frowned.

Su Mu must have drunk a lot of alcohol in the inner hall. No matter how good the alcohol content is, he cannot withstand this way of drinking.

This is 40 degrees of white wine, not beer.

Jiang Wangshu laughed strangely on the side.

Others don’t know Su Mu’s alcohol tolerance, how could he not know?

Fight with Su Mu?

I think about it and feel that the anus hurts.

This is not a joke about a fox asking a rabbit to drink. It is really a pain in your butt if you drink too much.

These are all lessons from blood and tears.

Lao Jiang, the first son of the imperial capital, has made too many ugly appearances in front of Su Mu.

Moreover, Lao Jiang knows Su Mu very well, his grandson.

This guy, monkeys who are exposed to hairy biscuits are all fucked.

Just watch this guy named Zhu Gaofeng must have been cheated to death.

I heard that I was drinking a jar here and immediately attracted countless people to watch, and even the inner hall was alarmed.

Zhu Yiyi ran out to watch the fun.

Soon, two jars of unopened wine were delivered. Zhu Gaofeng grabbed a jar and started drinking it.

There was a burst of cheers around.

After drinking halfway, Zhu Gaofeng took a break and looked at his face, it turned into a monkey's butt.

After burping two times, he raised the jar and started drinking.

Ten kilograms of wine, I just got a stomachache.

He slapped the empty jar on his hand on the table. Zhu Gaofeng stared at Su Mu, and his mouth was filled with a strong smell of alcohol, and said loudly:

"It's your time."

Su Mu smiled with a beating:

"What's the point of drinking one jar? Just compare drinking three jars."

Zhu Gaofeng was so angry that he cursed.

Damn it's so stupid.

Three altars?

Do you really treat me as a pamper?

"You finish a jar first, and we'll continue to compete."

Su Mu stood up directly and exaggeratedly made an act of giving Zhu Gaofeng a chance to give in:

"I admit defeat, you are a huge amount."

"you……!!"

Zhu Gaofeng almost fell to the ground.

Zhu Zhouding and Zhu Chuzhao exchanged glances, with a bitter smile in their eyes.

Zhu Zhouding shook his head secretly.
To be continued...