After toasting, Bai Chi, whose cheeks were slightly flushed from drinking, took out Qi Qingxue's sword from the side.
Seeing the patriarch Bai Chi take out Qiqingxue, the expressions of many elders in the lobby, as well as Bai Wuyang's expressions changed slightly and they were a little moved.
"Liu Tao, Shi'er didn't attend the banquet today. Please give this Qiqingxue to her on my behalf. This sword has been with me for more than twenty years. It is a magic weapon that can sharpen iron like clay.
It's a sharp weapon. It's much better than the black wood sword that Shi'er has now. When you go out, I will give Qiqingxue to Shi'er for self-defense, so that you can feel at ease." As he spoke, the patriarch Bai Chi had already put Qiqingxue into his hands for self-defense.
Qingxue was handed to Liu Tao.
Just as Liu Tao was about to reach out to take the sword, he unexpectedly found that Bai Wuyang's face looked ugly. The other elders also looked surprised and surprised.
Huh? Isn't it just a sword? What's all the fuss about? He was secretly suspicious, but Liu Tao still took the Qiqingxue handed over by Bai Chi.
"Thank you for your concern, uncle. Don't worry, uncle. Shishi is actually very sensible. Outside, I often need her care. As for encountering danger or something, then you don't have to worry. I'm still here, right?"
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"Hehehe, that's good, that's good. Come, come, drink. Drink." At this moment, the patriarch Bai Chi smiled mysteriously, as if some conspiracy had succeeded. It's a pity that for Bai Chi's smile, Liu Tao
Didn't notice anything wrong.
At this moment, Bai Wuyang blushed and threw a wine jar in front of Liu Tao's table.
"Boy Liu Tao, you married my third sister, and I will be your brother-in-law from now on. Although fighting is not your skill, but drinking, I must beat you. Do you dare to compete with me?" Bai Wuyang looked serious.
Looking at Liu Tao, he asked in a loud voice.
Hearing Bai Wuyang's provocation, Liu Tao was stunned for a moment. Then without thinking much, he nodded and responded, "Okay, Brother Wuyang, are you trying to compete with me in drinking?"
"That's natural! Let's compete to see who can stay drunk after drinking this jar of strong liquor." Bai Wuyang grinned, his face full of fighting spirit.
"Well, I'm afraid this is a bit unfair, right? After all, Brother Wuyang, you have drank several jars before." Liu Tao hesitated. In fact, he didn't like drinking very much. The spicy taste of wine was something he didn't like long ago.