Qiong Yufu knew Qiong Ao's temper very well. She saw that although Qiong Ao apologized just now, his fingers kept trembling.
Every time Qiong Ao gets angry, her little fingers will tremble. The more angry she gets, the worse her hands will tremble.
However, Chu Yiliu didn't seem to notice. He turned to look at Mo Ji and said, "Now Mr. Qiong has apologized. You should be satisfied."
Mo Ji snorted coldly and turned away.
"This guy has such a temper. Third Young Master, please don't be like him." Chu Yiliu turned his head and said with a smile. He took a light sniff of the scent of the Immortal Drunk, and the mellow aroma hit his nostrils and was refreshing.
"Good wine, indeed good wine. I didn't expect that Tianfeng Empire would have such good wine." He clicked his tongue in surprise.
Qiong Ao's general, Chu Yiliu, was walking towards the hole he had dug. He immediately became overjoyed and said, "Since it is fine wine, I should drink it to my heart's content."
He stood up with his wine glass high and said, "You still don't know what your brother's name is?"
"Liu Rufeng."
"Brother Liu, let's drink this cup together, and the previous grudges will be wiped out." Qiong Ao looked at Chu Yiliu with a sincere look on his face, which was more sincere than when he saw his own brother.
He looked at Chu Yiliu, and Chu Yiliu also looked at him.
"Then I'll do it first as a token of respect!" He thought for a moment, raised his head and drank another glass. This was already his third glass.
Qiong Ao was a little heartbroken. This divine drunkenness was hard-won. Don't let these two guys drink it all in one gulp.
"Brother Liu, why don't you drink?" Qiong Ao looked at him eagerly and asked.
Chu Yiliu sighed suddenly, with a look of pain on his face, and said: "At that time, I came to Tianfeng Empire with my brothers, but they all encountered accidents on the way. Now that we have such a fine wine in our hands, how can we, brothers, enjoy it all to ourselves?
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While talking, he spilled a glass of wine on the ground.
"Brothers, drink up." His face was moved, and his affection was so real that the maids beside him couldn't help but hide their faces.
Qiong Yufu nodded slightly and said to herself: This guy is still a compassionate and righteous person.
Only Mo Ji knew that he and Chu Yiliu came from the Eastern Barren Trial, so there were no brothers who were traveling with them. If they were forced to say that there were people traveling with them, they were people like Yi Jiangnan who were eager to kill them.
However, acting requires perfection.
Mo Ji rubbed his eyes, his eyes were red, and said: "Second brother, you are right, you should let the brothers drink well first."
While talking, he also poured a glass of wine on the ground.
Qiong Ao saw it in his eyes and felt anxious in his heart. He couldn't let this bottle of wine go to the end. These two guys didn't take a sip, so it would all be wasted.
However, it is reasonable for people to offer sacrifices to the deceased.
"Brother Liu is also a sweetheart." Qiong Ao could only go along with the conversation and praise, and immediately fell in love with Chu Yiliu and the other two.
"I would like to offer this glass of wine to you two loyal people." He said loudly, and now he was trying every means to get Chu and Yiliu to drink.
Chu Yiyi held up the wine glass and suddenly sighed again, which made Qiong Ao's expression change. He then said, "I have dozens of dead brothers. The two glasses of wine just now may not be enough."
While talking, he poured the wine on the ground again.
Mo Ji also followed suit.
Qiong Ao was so angry that he vomited blood, and his little fingers kept trembling, tapping on the table, and he thought to himself: You have killed dozens of brothers, so you can't have dozens of glasses of wine, then this jar of wine is not enough.
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However, Chu Yiliu had this intention. He raised his head and said: "You will definitely not be able to drink this amount of wine. Then brother, I will let you drink to your heart's content!"
Pfft...
Qiong Yufu hid her face and laughed. She also saw the clues. Chu Yiliu and the others clearly didn't want to drink, but they could find such an irresistible reason to refuse.
"Hey, brother Liu, I think your brothers who are under the Nine Springs should understand what you mean. Going too far is not enough, and going too far is not enough." Qiong Ao stopped him quickly.
If you pour it down again, the jar of wine will really not be enough.
Chu Yiliu rolled his eyes and cursed in his heart: I wonder if those two brothers of yours would even lift the coffin board if they knew you were toasting me now?
Mo Ji made an angry sound and said displeasedly: "Why, do you look down on our brothers? You can't bear to part with a jar of wine?"
Qiong Ao's face changed, and he was already furious. But if he turned against him now, all his previous efforts would be in vain.
He quickly explained: "We, the Qiong family, have plenty of wine. After we finish drinking, it doesn't matter if you bury the whole jar in the ground. But today we are not strangers, so we can't live without wine."
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"Young Master Qiong's words make sense." Chu Yiliu nodded seriously and said seriously: "After the banquet, I will sacrifice these brothers properly."
"That's right." Qiong Ao breathed a sigh of relief. He stood up and poured wine for Chu and Yiliu again. He smiled and said, "This jar of wine was already half empty even if Brother Liu didn't take a single sip of it."
.This is the spiritual wine that I got with great difficulty."
He deliberately showed a look of pain. However, it is indeed difficult to obtain this divine intoxication.
Mo Ji glared and said angrily: "What do you mean? Do you think my dead brothers are not worthy of drinking your wine? Is it a waste to sacrifice them?"
Qiong Ao's expression immediately changed and he waved his hand quickly.
"Fat man, stop arguing." Chu Yiyi stopped, "It's extremely rare that Mr. Qiong San will treat us to a drink. Don't go too far."
After saying this, Qiong Ao suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and felt that Chu Yiliu was still reasonable.
"I suggest that everyone raise a glass and drink together." He stood up immediately and said loudly.
Chu Yiliu and the other two also stood up.
Qiong Yufu chuckled and said, "I am a daughter, so I use tea instead of wine."
She knew that Qiong Aolai had absolutely no good intentions, so naturally she didn't dare to drink his wine.
"Fuck!" Qiong Ao was about to cry. He could finally trick these two guys into drinking. As long as he drank one glass of wine, everything after that would be in his hands.
There was a cold look on the corner of his mouth, and he drank the spirit wine.
Immediately, a foggy smell of alcohol dissipated.
Chu Yiliu and the other two sprinkled the spiritual wine into the sky, and they both spoke plausibly.
Qiong Ao's face suddenly darkened and he said coldly: "Brother Chu, what are you offering sacrifices to?"
He vaguely felt that something was wrong, and his expression became extremely ugly.
"It turns out that Mr. Qiong San also knows the customs of our hometown. Of course, this first glass of wine should be offered to heaven." Chu Yiliu said seriously.
Mo Ji stood behind and nodded in agreement.
"Sacrifice to the sky?" Qiong Ao felt his energy and blood surge, and he almost spit out a mouthful of old blood, and immediately said in a deep voice: "If you two have anything else to sacrifice, let's just sacrifice it together. It's okay if we don't drink this wine today!"
Mo Ji immediately became unhappy and said angrily: "Qiong, what do you mean? Shouldn't we abide by the customs of our hometown? Your family doesn't have any customs? Could it be that you are a person who forgets his ancestors?"
Chu Yiliu's eyes showed surprise, and he thought to himself: I didn't expect this fat man's eloquence to be so good. It seems that he has always buried it.
Mo Ji fired a barrage of bombardments, leaving Qiong Ao speechless.
"Okay, fat man." Chu Yiyi stood up and was a good person again. He stopped himself and said with an apologetic smile to Qiong Ao: "Young Master Qiong doesn't know our local rules. Since you are here, just follow the local customs and follow the rules of your country."
Let's follow Tianfeng's rules."
Qiong Ao looked at these two guys with uncertain eyes, took a deep breath, and kept trying to persuade himself not to be angry, otherwise he would be in vain.
"Then I'll have a drink first as an apology. You can do whatever you want." Qiong Ao was determined to get away with it, with a look of displeasure on his face.
He drank the spirit wine in one gulp and sat back at the table.
Chu Yiliu raised the corner of his mouth, grabbed the wine jar, filled a glass, and said: "I didn't care about right or wrong before, I've written it off."
Qiong Ao stared at Chu Yiliu from the corner of his eye, wishing that he would drink it quickly.
Mo Ji's face showed a slightly nervous look.
Chu Yiyi drank.
After the spiritual wine entered the body, a powerful spiritual energy burst out instantly. Under the surge of spiritual energy, the wine rushed to Chu Yiliu's forehead instantly. Chu Yiliu's face turned red instantly and his figure swayed.
Qiong Ao's face suddenly showed joy, and he was tricked by just one glass of wine!
Qiong Yufu shook her head gently and sighed. Unexpectedly, Chu Yiliu drank in the end. She thought to herself: You still haven't seen through Qiong San's mentality of revenge.
She thought Chu Yiliu had been moved by Qiong Ao's hypocrisy and trusted him.
Mo Ji's expression changed, he quickly supported Chu Yiyi and said sternly: "Qiong, what did you put in the wine?"
His eyes widened angrily, and the fierce glare in his eyes looked directly at Qiong Ao.
Qiong Ao smiled triumphantly and said, "What can I put in the wine? I've already had three glasses, and you've all seen it. In my opinion, Brother Liu's drinking capacity is not good."
He laughed loudly, obviously very proud. Seeing Mo Ji's eyes wide open, Qiong Ao laughed even louder.
Chu Yiliu felt dizzy and swollen. The Hunyuan Mutian Jue suddenly started to work in his body, and the magical power of the Melting Spirit Jue began to work. In an instant, the spiritual blood and spiritual power all over his body burned like firewood, refining the drunkenness of the gods.
After smelting the Qi and blood for several breaths, the alcoholic energy was gone. Instead, a mellow spiritual energy flowed into the Dantian, and the strength of Ningyun Fourth Heaven had a slight increase.
The reason why he dared to drink Qiong Ao's wine was because he was completely confident.
"Good wine!" Chu Yiliu laughed loudly and suddenly regretted that he had poured so much wine in vain. Otherwise, if he had drank all the wine, it would not be a problem to condense the clouds to the fifth level.
The blush on his face quickly faded.
Qiong Ao looked surprised and said dumbfounded: "How is that possible?"
Chu Yiyi drank a glass of divine drunkenness, but nothing happened.
This time, there was no need for Qiong Ao to persuade him to drink. Chu Yiyi took the initiative to take the wine jar, filled it for himself and Mo Ji, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect Qiong's family to have such good spiritual wine. My two brothers borrowed flowers to offer Buddha tribute to the third young master Qiong."
One cup."
As he spoke, Chu Yiliu raised his eyebrows.
A glass of spirit wine entered his stomach, and the Spirit Melting Technique was quickly launched.
"One more drink to Miss Seven."
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Qiong Ao looked at Chu Yiliu and the two of them like cows drinking, and suddenly felt the urge to vomit blood. He tried all his tricks and wanted to use the immortal drunkenness to trick Chu and Yiliu, but who would have thought that it would end like this...