On a high building in Qiongdu, a young man with a gloomy face was watching everything happening at the gate of the city.
He was dressed in white and looked elegant.
It was Chen Ran, the seventh senior brother from Wangbei Academy.
The reason why he came down the mountain was because his fourth senior brother, Xie Yu, reported him as a bad guy! On that day, he was severely punished by the academy for secretly giving poppy seeds and their effects to people in Liangshan.
And drove him down the mountain and let him solve the matter.
solve?
Chen Ran's face was livid, why did he want to solve it? Poppy is a thing of nature. Even if he didn't give it to him, wouldn't the people in Liangshan discover it?
and......
Those nerds in the academy, with this good thing, wouldn't any force be able to firmly control it?
Why not?
Why not?
"Yes, old fairy."
A Yi man said respectfully behind him.
The old fairy......
This is the honorific name given by the Yi people to the people of Wangbei Academy.
Chen Ran smiled coldly: "They say Liu Zhizhou is a talented person. Why is he acting like a clown today and actually starting to dance like a master?"
"Ha ha ha ha!"
"A complete actor!"
Chen Ran couldn't help but laugh mockingly.
That's it?
Intruder?
Those who mess up the greedy wolf horoscope?
Is he worthy?
drink wine?
Is this kind of low-end routine worth playing? And if it can’t stand up to being motivated, what big thing can it achieve?
He shook his head.
I feel that what Jie Yu said about this man being a greedy man is just a joke.
However.
At this time, Liu Zhe, who was at the gate of the city, had already picked up a bowl of wine and drank it in one go.
Then, the second bowl, the third bowl, the fourth bowl, the fifth bowl...
"What?"
Chen Ran's expression suddenly changed.
That's stupid over there.
Everyone here was also stunned.
Liu Zhe drank five bowls of rice wine in a row...
What level is this?
Frankly speaking, even in Daliangshan where almost everyone is addicted to alcohol, this is the top level and can be ranked very high.
Qin Changfeng blinked.
My young master, when did you become so good at drinking?
He knew that Liu Zheng had always been a drunk. He was simply a scumbag. He looked at Aluba in the carriage behind him in disbelief.
Ouch.
Could it be that he is really the son of the black dragon?
Shama Zhuoyi was also dumbfounded.
Five bowls in a row?
Do you want to play like this?
Of course he can, but he really can't do it. He can finish five bowls in a row and then stand there with his face unchanged and his heart not beating.
Even if you drink water, your stomach will bloate, right?
Really the son of the black dragon?
He was stunned for a moment.
At this time, Huo Buquli had already reacted. If he didn't shout now, when would he shout? He raised his hands and shouted: "The son of the black dragon! The power of the black dragon!"
"The son of the black dragon, the power of the black dragon!"
The people with small trousers also went crazy.
With the blessing of the black dragon's divine power, can one drink a thousand cups without getting drunk?
You still don’t believe this?
Why don’t you write to our Black Dragon Sect quickly?
"Do it!"
"Shahorse-headed man, what are you waiting for?"
Everyone here laughed.
Shama Zhuoyi snorted coldly and thought, isn't it just five bowls of wine? He also followed Liu Zheng's example and drank bowl after bowl. But just as he expected, he drank too fast and felt a little dizzy.
But this time.
Before Liu Zheng could finish drinking, he started again.