This battle ended prematurely with the fall of the demigod blood demon.
Tang Mo became a great hero, and many demigods headed by Jiu Lei insisted on holding a celebration banquet. The gradually regularized camp rarely became lively.
Seeing the lively smiles on everyone's faces, Tang Mo really couldn't say no, so he just took this as an excuse to have some fun together.
There is strength in numbers, and thousands of people prepared together. The banquet was quickly prepared. Whether they were those who participated in the war or those who were in retreat, almost everyone participated in the celebration banquet.
Of course, demigods and saints are separated. Even Fu Yunxiu, who is a member of a demigod's family, is very disciplined and does not squeeze into the demigod's table.
Counting Tang Mo, there were seventeen demigods in total, but she only knew five people from the Xuanzhong Sect, the Nine Thunder Demigods and her master.
But as soon as she sat down, the demigods raised their glasses to her one after another. Tang Mo had no choice but to drink the second cup after the first cup, otherwise wouldn't he be losing face?
After drinking sixteen glasses in a row, the familiar people made more noise. When Tang Mo sat down again, her eyes began to wander. She thought she was very quiet and asked Qian Ling next to her, "What kind of wine is this?"
Qian Ling paused, glanced at the table with her peripheral vision, and said with a smile: "The spirit is drunk, and the alcohol is indeed strong, but it can improve one's cultivation. It is a rare spiritual wine."
"The spirit is drunk... such a loud tone." Tang Mo sneered, "Give me a full load!"
All the demigods looked at each other in confusion.
After a moment, Senior Brother Sanjiu asked with a smile: "Little Junior Sister, are you drunk too much?"
"Not much! I can still drink!" Tang Mo raised the empty cup to his mouth and drank it all in one gulp. He patted the table proudly and said, "One more cup!"
Seeing this, everyone was dumbfounded. This was such a big deal, and they wanted Tang Mo to share his battle experience.
"More than ten cups. I drank in a hurry. It's normal to get drunk." The old Nine Thunder Demigod took a sip and praised: "Good wine!"
"Good wine!" Tang Mo echoed loudly, holding up the empty wine glass and drinking another drink, "Okay!"
Qian Ling rubbed her eyebrows and said, "Why don't we send her back first."
Senior Sister Seven stood up and said, "I'll ask Junior Brother Fu to come in and pick up Junior Sister."
There are too many saints out there, so it would be better not to send them out directly. No matter what, you have to save some face for your junior sister as a demigod.
As soon as the drunk Tang Mo heard the word "Fu", he straightened up, looked around in a daze with drunken eyes, and then patted the table dissatisfied, "Where is Fu Yunxiu! Where is Fu Yunxiu! Didn't I agree to accompany him wherever he goes?
Are you following me?"
Everyone present had different expressions, but they all had the same feeling of sore teeth.
Someone stood up directly and said: "Forget it, it seems that there is no way to know how she killed the demigod blood demon today. I will go back and continue to heal."
"Demigod Blood Demon?" Tang Mo's attention was diverted again, and he said proudly: "Ask me, I have killed two demigod blood demons!"
"Oh?" The demigod stopped, "Tell me about it."
"It's very simple!" Tang Mo said proudly: "Find a way to force them into desperation, and they will blow themselves up!"
As soon as Fu Yunxiu entered the door, he heard Tang Mo talking nonsense. He couldn't help but feel ashamed. It was much more difficult to force the blood demon to self-destruct than to kill them.
The other demigods thought the same way.
But they didn't take it seriously. It was just the drunken words of a drunkard, and its credibility was too low.
"I shouldn't have any expectations." The demigod who had spoken to Tang Mo before shook his head and left speechlessly.
The other demigods also drank their glasses of wine and left the table one after another.
Tang Mo tried his best to stare at his eyes that were about to close, and called them, "Don't leave! Keep drinking!"
Jiu Lei Demigod also stood up speechlessly, "Next time, we can't let her get drunk."
Fu Yunxiu smiled bitterly, "Master said that." He had a premonition that Tang Mo wouldn't be able to escape today, but he didn't expect that he would get drunk right before the dinner started, and he probably didn't even recognize everyone.
At this time, Tang Mo finally noticed Fu Yunxiu. She stood up suddenly and was about to come over, but her head was too dizzy. The moment she got up, her body swayed and she almost landed on the table.
Fu Yunxiu was startled and had no time to say goodbye to Jiurei, so he ducked over to catch Tang Mo.
"Be careful." Fu Yunxiu said helplessly: "Why did you drink so much?"
Tang Mo fell into his arms and looked up at him. After two seconds, she complained: "Where have you been just now? I can't find you." She closed her eyes and continued to mutter: "They always let me
I don’t even want to drink anymore, my head feels dizzy...it’s so...annoying..."
With the last two grunts, Tang Mo fell asleep completely. His face was flushed and he looked quite cute.
Fu Yunxiu picked her up and said to the senior brothers and sisters in embarrassment: "I'll take her back first. Where are the other demigods? Could you please explain to the other demigods that Momo doesn't drink much at ordinary times and she is really too drunk."
Although everyone may not care in their hearts, just because people don't care doesn't mean they can pretend that nothing happened. Even if Tang Mo had extenuating circumstances, it was indeed rude.
Senior Sister Seven smiled softly, "Don't worry, go back quickly."
Not to mention anything else, just because of her identity as the junior sister of Tang Moxuan's important family, even if some demigods feel offended, they have to hold it in.
After all, among the seventeen demigods in the Jialan Realm, their Xuanzhong Sect accounts for one-third, and they are also extremely powerful. Only a fool would offend them for such a small thing.
At this time, Sanliu, who had always had no sense of presence, stepped forward and handed over a bottle of elixir. His voice was so tight that it was a bit stiff, "Hangover."
Fu Yunxiu held Tang Mo with one hand, took the medicine bottle with one hand, and said sincerely: "Thank you, Senior Brother Sanliu."
Sanliu's tense body relaxed a little, his eyes were filled with warmth, and he whispered: "You're welcome."
He is very skilled in poison, and ordinary demigods would be extremely vigilant when they come into contact with him. Only those people from the Xuanzhong Sect were not at all on guard against him.
But those outsiders didn't even think about it. If he really wanted to poison him, what if they were on guard? They were just comforting themselves.
Thinking of this, Sanliu's eyes showed a bit of disdain and arrogance.
Senior Sister Sanjiu and Seventh Senior Sister looked at each other with a bit of smile in their eyes.
Watching Fu Yunxiu leave with Tang Mo in his arms, Si Qi also said coldly: "Don't come to my palace for the next few days, I want to practice my sword."
"Okay, okay." Sanjiu snorted, "Anyway, no one is as important as your sword."
Si Qi, who was already preparing to leave, suddenly paused when he heard this and said stiffly: "That's not what I meant..."
Before she finished speaking, Sanjiu couldn't help but laugh, "After all these years, Siqi, I can't help but laugh at why you are still so serious."
Si Qi pursed her lips, turned around and left.
Behind him, Senior Sister Seven gently scolded: "Sanjiu, don't bully Junior Brother all the time. Your bad temper has really not changed at all over the years..."
Si Qi nodded in her heart, but her footsteps did not stop at all, and her back was very cold.
Sanjiu didn't feel annoyed after being told that. Instead, she smiled and said, "It's good that it hasn't changed."
Senior Sister Seven and Sanliu were stunned, and Si Qi paused slightly as they walked away.
Immediately, the three of them raised the corners of their lips in unison, which was really good.