Apocalyptic Forecast

Subconsciously opening his mouth, he wanted to spit it out.

But he raised his hand to cover his mouth, clenched his teeth tightly, and restrained the nausea that threw between his chest.

That is the instinctive rejection of the body.

But exclusion will not be useful.

The continuous flow of sweat made the face of Miss Huaizhi gradually wet.

As the vitality plunged again, Huaishi felt that the alcohol content in the blood vessels had skyrocketed—incomprehensible and unbelievable. Even this time, the transition phase just started is gone.

Without any warning, he entered a state of deep drunk!

It was only then that Huai Shi discovered that the alcohol originally brought by Bloody Mary had not been metabolized as he thought. Even after the alcohol injection of Long Island Iced Tea, it appeared again.

Directly stepped through the initial micro-stage, making him fall into a drunk that is difficult to hold.

Still too underestimating the skills of the bartender ...

Eliza's alcohol can't be metabolized!

On the contrary, like a poison, it will increase with each round of drinking unlimitedly, until the upper limit of tolerance that quickly drops can no longer resist the erosion of alcohol, and then everything will end.

"I have watched your previous games. Your resistance is indeed very high, but this is not something that can be resisted and can be regarded as nothing happened."

Eliza looked down at the embarrassed look of the paper, and raised her eyebrows happily: "After all, how to quickly intoxicate the guests is the master of bartenders."

Huai Shi did not respond.

With all his strength to resist the erosion of alcohol, and fight against the urge to lethargy and syncope, I have no time to speak.

Eliza shook her head, sighed, and took out the tin box from her pocket. After opening it, she looked through the tobacco and cigarette paper. After a skillful curl, she stuck out her tongue and licked the corner of the cigarette paper. seal.

"Do you want to smoke?"

She asked casually, but Huai Shi did not respond.

She shook her head and sighed. She tilted her head and ignited herself. After taking two mouthfuls, she took off the cigarette and stuffed it into the corner of her pocket paper.

The rich tobacco smell is mixed with unknown powder, which makes Huai Shi's drowsy consciousness gradually wake up.

Only temporarily.

"Did you surrender?" Eliza asked: "You look like this, let alone stick to the next round, even the bartending can't continue anymore?"

In a short period of sobriety and trance, Huai Shi propped up his body and looked at his opponent glowing in the shadows.

Slightly smiled.

"It's not time to admit defeat ... Besides, who said I can't solve it?"

"I don't hate hard-mouthed girls."

Eliza smiled, and before she finished speaking, she saw Huai Shi's hands ... A short Yingzhou-style knife as short as a rib appeared slowly, and the blades of overlapping feathers carried scarlet blood, so fierce. Uncomfortable.

In front of everyone, Huai Shi raised his knife, turned the handle, and pointed it at his neck.

The location of the aorta, the thorn fell!

Eliza suddenly discolored, reaching out to stop her.

Too awkward!

She didn't understand why this opponent wanted to commit suicide if she didn't win, but she instinctively didn't want the blood to appear in front of her workbench, nor did she want this opponent who made her so happy to die for this reason.

But it was too late.

The blade fell into Huai Shi's neck.

Pierce from the left and pierce from the right.

There was no expected scene of blood splatters.

It's like a toy that scares people.

But now, Huai Shi raised his hand as if nothing had happened, his pupils became clear, and he was regaining consciousness.

Gradually normal.

Admittedly, the alcohol in the blood cannot be metabolized, so simply ... It won't be good to let go of the blood with alcohol!

In this way, countless blood with sweet alcohol fragrant flowed into the cage of dreams, bit by bit by the crows.

This one is too exaggerated, and the alcohol content enough for hundreds of people to drunk quickly lost from the body of Huai Shi. Then went to the innocent crows ...

Next, the hematopoietic function of Shaojiing was activated.

The huge vitality from the mountain ghost was surging and quickly transformed into blood, which made Huai Shi take a deep breath, took off the cigarette at the corner of his mouth, and flicked the ash.

"Thank you for your cigarette."

Eliza's expression showed no anger: "Go drunk in the bathroom after getting drunk in the fighting competition ... This is cheating, Miss Paper."

"No, it's just that I'm preparing materials for the last glass of bartending today." Huai Shi smiled slyly. "Moreover, there is no rule that blood is not allowed in the game, right?"

Yes, this is the material for the last glass of mixology today.

Anyway, he said so, as to whether the last cup can be done ... I ca n’t temporarily change the recipe?

He readily pulled out his resentment washed by fine wine, and Xue Zhen withdrew.

Huai Shi's other hand picked up the empty porcelain bottle again, refilled it with sake, and directly inserted it into the ice bucket. Then again, the forge furnace restarts!

This time the outburst is no longer high fever, on the contrary, countless chills are shrinking inward rapidly.

The ice cubes in the ice bucket melted at a rate visible to the naked eye.

Because the heat is being transferred from the inside of the porcelain bottle.

It is still the water refining in alchemy, the fluid transformation method in the craftsman's skill, and the essence of the disaster from **** is injected into it.

Soon, the chilling gray sake poured into Eliza's glass.

"Special sake Sangran."

Huai Shi smiled: "Spoiler, this is a different feeling from anger, be careful."

Mulberry dye.

Eliza lowered her head, staring at the gloomy color in the glass, her eyebrows raised slowly.

It is indeed the color of Sangran.

It's just that this color is really sad.

In a trance, he suddenly felt sentimental.

No matter how thick the nerves are, Eliza is also a woman. The gentler her nature is, the easier it is to feel hurt.

After the involuntary sigh passed, she finally reacted, but the glass in front of her was empty.

There was only a line of coldness along the line of the throat at the moment of absent-minded drinking, with a cold aroma of wine, and the coldness and loneliness that even the flames of the whole world could not be extinguished.

The chill is spreading.

Her movements stiffened in place.

It's like freezing, it's hard to breathe, sad to myself.

The once unforgettable past once again came to mind with this cold, it brought pain and sorrow and loneliness.

She tried hard to raise her wrist, but when the joints rubbed, she made a sharp voice.

Difficult to move.

Even ... difficult to breathe.

Because of being bound, from the inside out ...

In the shattered shrill voice, the projection in the soul emerged, and a dark and illusory chain broke through her lungs and extended from her body.

Penetrated into the joints, bound the muscles, surrounded the lungs and internal organs, and finally gathered on the hard beating heart.

Gradually inward.

——The Lock of Sorrow!

Don't care that Eliza can't continue to drink anymore. Huai Shi herself drank from cup to cup, tasting the sadness and loneliness that once belonged to her.

One cup is enough for this kind of thing.

No amount will have any effect.

But loneliness and sorrow to such a degree ... It was unexpected.

Huai Shi lowered his eyes.

After the bar in front of him, countless chains have been pierced from Eliza's body and bound her layer by layer. The proliferation and spread of madness have almost included the entire stadium.

The majestic and tyrannical source volatility emerged, spread, and overwhelmed everyone.

Huai Shi, who was close by, could not bear the sad aftermath.

He can only be thankful from the heart, and he has not had a life-and-death fight with such opponents, but has a celebrity showdown ... otherwise, most of the losers and dead will be themselves?

Huaishi has always known that Eliza is a strong man.

But I didn't expect that she could be so strong ... Even in the fourth order, few people can match her?

"It's a explorer who won the lone wolf medal, Ms. Eliza."

Huaishi looked up and drank the last drop of mulberry dyed sake from the porcelain bottle, and sighed softly: "This determination and this strength are really awesome."

collapse!

A broken voice sounded.

That was the cry of sadness being crushed.

A crack appeared on countless chains, and the **** of Grief's rope collapsed before Eliza's raised eyes. A torrent of sea-like torrents emerged from that thin shell.

The phantom of the thin ferry rider emerged from the torrent of Styx, and looked down on the world indifferently. In an instant, the Styx that passed by again disappeared without a trace.

Charon!

Roman Pedigree · Fourth Order-Styx Ferry · Charon!

Eliza raised her eyes and sucked deeply, clenching her fists slightly, and the chain of her unique chain instantly collapsed.

Now, Huai Shi can finally understand ... how she carried the curse of the ruler.

Because this woman is really unreasonably strong!

With determination alone, you can defeat your grief. Relying on his own strength, he can bear the curse of the ruler ... there is such a strength to trouble you to kill and sell more goods, OK!

Why come to work?

Huai Shi shook his head with remnant thoughts, feeling desperate for this too fantasy world.

"I have to admit, Miss Huai Paper—"

Eliza raised her eyes and sighed solemnly: "You are my opponent that I can't beat with alcohol. From this round, I want to really start using the bartender."

"me too."

Huaixi smiled and responded: "I have found your weakness, Ms. Eliza."

"Then it will be a winner, Miss Paper."

Eliza smiled, raised her hand, and took off the ring on her left index finger. At that moment, the darkness that surpassed the previous one thousand times was sprayed from five fingers.

The curse of decay instantly enveloped the entire audience, making it difficult for everyone to breathe.

And from the ashes of the ashes ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The long-dead ruler raised his eyes and peered into the world. That is the last reflection left.

Just existence is enough to make a terrifying breath.

In the beer barrel in front of Eliza, the valve opened and a dark beer with pale foam appeared in the glass.

And between the five fingers of Eliza's left hand, in the little wine glass, endless viciousness appeared in the color of vodka.

The death was condensed into a curse.

With that little wine glass, it fell into the dark beer.

It was just a puff.

That was the dull sound of death falling.

"Deepwater ... No, this is an abyss bomb specially made for you."

She stared at the smiling woman in front of her and whispered: "Please enjoy it, Miss Huai Paper, you should have such an honor for a rival like you."