"No way, you must be dazzled!" Elena's face tightened, and she quickly pulled her man's arm back, motioning to look in the middle: "Look, that's the kick dance of our giant Rakshasa Empire!
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"Oh!" Li Wenhao's attention was successfully drawn away. In the venue, more than a hundred giant Rakshasa young men and women were performing.
Not to mention, the giant Rakshasa was really good-looking, especially when he was young. He had blond hair, long legs, fair skin, and looked good when he put on a floral skirt and danced.
"Dear His Royal Highness King Langya, on behalf of the Juraksha royal family, I, the Grand Duke of Dongluo, would like to express my deep apologies for Menluo's unwise actions!"
At the table on the left was the Grand Duke of Dongluo from Juraksha. He stood up with a wine glass in hand and bowed solemnly.
He was very sincere when he came this time, and he was even more excited when he learned the good news about Elena's pregnancy.
I feel that this is God giving the Giant Rakshasa Empire a chance to make amends.
"Duke Dongluo is too polite. Now that the past has passed, I won't mention it anymore!"
Li Wenhao also stood up in a dignified manner, holding a wine glass in his hand and saying: "Come, let's have a drink together!"
"Wait a minute, how can we, the Turks, not be involved in drinking?" A loud, rough voice sounded from the right side.
Zhemuhan, the Black Wolf King of the Western Turks, was in his fifties. He was rough and arrogant, but he was more generous. He held a wine glass the size of a teapot in his hand and without any explanation, he strode over to join in the fun.
Behind him, Ashenakon followed with a smile and a wine glass, but his eyes were slightly evasive.
"Since the Black Wolf King has a huge amount, let's change it to a bigger cup!"
Li Wenhao was at the drinking party, but how could he, who had never lost before, use his own small cup to drink with someone else's large cup?
Who are you looking down on?
He stretched out his hand and took out three one kilogram bottles of 72% white wine. With a wave of his hand, he threw them to the two of them, one bottle each.
"Come and try this, you've never had it before, it's very exciting!"
"Okay," Duke Dongluo and Black Wolf King Zhemuhan laughed at the same time, looking at the glass bottles of white wine in their hands, their eyes full of novelty.
I have never seen such a crystal bottle before, and I feel unfathomable about Langya in my heart.
After all, the tens of thousands of fire spirits and dozens of seventh-level masters guarding the surroundings had already given them a huge shock.
I thought Langya was very strong, but I never thought Langya would be so strong.
I feel very happy. Fortunately, there was no fight before, otherwise it would have been absolutely miserable!
"Drink less, it's such a big bottle!"
Elena was a little worried. Dong Luo and Black Wolf King didn't know, but she knew how powerful this liquor was.
Moreover, when people like them drink, they will never use spiritual power to resolve it.
The reason is simple, I can’t afford to lose that person!
"Gudong, Gudong!"
The three of them raised their heads and breathed a sigh of relief. Li Wenhao was a little better, he was mentally prepared, he was also an experienced player, and his face remained calm and he was not out of breath.
Grand Duke Dongluo and Black Wolf King Zhemuhan are different. How could they have imagined that this wine would be so explosive.
When I took my first sip, I almost spit it out.
Fortunately, the Duke of Dongluo came from a cold giant Rakshasa, a people who drank wine as water since childhood, so he endured it forcefully.
Even though his face turned red, he didn't stop for a moment. He kept saying, "Gudong, Gudong," without stopping.
On the other side, the Black Wolf King Zhemuhan, a Turkic man, is also addicted to alcohol, and he is even better at drinking, in front of two powerful neighbors.
Even if he drank blood, his face would not change at all, "Gudong, Gudong!"
"Okay, happy, you two are happy guys just like me!"
Li Wenhao smashed the wine bottle with force and laughed. From the sound of drinking, he could tell that neither of them used any spiritual power.
With sheer perseverance, I suppressed my physical discomfort.
Don't think this is simple. Even high-level experts rarely can endure such a strong drink for the first time.
"Shuang Kuai, you are worthy of being the daughter-in-law of our giant Rakshasa!"
"Good wine, this is the right time!"
Dongluo and the Western Turkic Black Wolf King laughed at the same time. Although they were a little reluctant, they still followed suit and smashed the wine bottle in their hands.
At this time, everything is secondary, face is the most important!
"Come on, let's drink again!"
Li Wenhao was rarely happy when he drank. He waved his hand and took out two boxes with twenty-four bottles.
"so much!"
"Okay, keep drinking!"
The faces of the Black Wolf King of Dongluo and West Turks were all green, but at this time, they could only bite the bullet.
If you shrink back, let alone whether it's a shame here or not, if the news gets back home, you won't be able to see anyone anymore.
Even the Giant Bear Emperor and the Western Turk Khan could not spare them.
"Dong dong dong," the three people raised their heads and took another bottle. This time, each of them drank four kilograms.
Even though the three of them were all at the seventh level of cultivation, they still felt a little dizzy.
"Come on!" Li Wenhao shook his head and reached for the third bottle.
"Okay, you don't want to die!"
At the critical moment, Elena took offense and snatched the wine bottle from her man's hand.
With a wave of his little hand, the two boxes of liquor on the table flew over, one on each side.
"Since you two like to drink it, take it home and drink it slowly. We have serious business to talk about today!"
"Thank you Queen!"
Dong Luo and Black Wolf King caught the box, and Le's back molars were almost exposed.
I feel in my heart that it is better to be a queen.
"Humph, you know how to use my things as gifts!"
Li Wenhao had a dark face and felt unhappy, secretly regretting why he impulsively took out two boxes.
Now the calf is over, the meat bun beats the dog, and there is no return.
However, I was a little touched when I thought that this time the three families could sit together and make an alliance, and that my wife Irina had worked so hard and put in a lot of effort.
If you have a wife like this who can give birth to children and help with official duties, let’s be generous!
"King Langya, I don't know where Zhebie is now. I want to see him!"
After a while, Black Wolf King Zhemuhan couldn't hold it any longer and took the opportunity of pouring tea to come over.
"Everything else is easy to discuss, but Zhebie is not only my subordinate, but also my brother. If he doesn't want to see you, there's nothing I can do about it!"
Li Wenhao put down his wine glass with a calm tone and glanced at Ashena Kang who was following behind.
This time, Black Wolf King Zhemu Han could not come. Although his wife was the mastermind, military advisor Fu Baichuan and Ashina Kang were both involved.
I can't afford to mess with my wife when she's pregnant, and the military advisor isn't around, so I have to deal with it.
"Your Highness, when our Khan came back from the Northern Turks and learned that the entire Nikatu clan had been wiped out and no one survived, he vomited blood on the spot.
If we hadn't stopped him, he would have almost killed Zhebu with his sword."
Black Wolf Wang Zhe was an old man. Regardless of Li Wenhao's ugly face, he sat down on the edge with a miserable expression and began to play the bitter card: "You don't know, when I was in Langguan and saw the golden wolf knife, I felt so sad in my heart.
How exciting.
That knife is no ordinary purple gold knife, but a token of our Western Turkic heritage.
Think about it, our Khan gave this knife to Zhebie, what does it mean?
This means that Prince Jebie is the successor chosen by our Nero Khan!"
"No way?"
Li Wenhao was taken aback, and he was no longer calm. He originally wanted to leave Zhe, but he was just an illegitimate son that Nero Khan didn't care about.
But I didn't expect that he would be the successor of the Western Turks. The difference here is huge.
As he said just now, Zhebie is his subordinate and his brother.
If Jebe could really become the next khan of Western Turks, he would be happy to see it happen.