Apocalyptic Forecast

Subconsciously opened his mouth, he wanted to vomit.

However, he raised his hand to cover his mouth, gritted his teeth firmly, restraining the nausea surging in his chest.

That is the instinctive rejection of the body.哽噺繓赽奇奇 Novels|w~w~

But rejection will not be useful.

The sweat continued to pass, so that Miss Huaizhi's face gradually became wet.

As the vitality plummeted again, Huaishi felt that the alcohol content in his blood vessels began to soar—unintelligible, unbelievable. Even this time, even the initial transition phase is gone.

Without warning, he directly entered a deep drunk state!

It wasn't until this time that Huai Shi realized that the alcohol originally brought by Bloody Mary had not been metabolized as she thought. Even after the alcohol infusion of Long Island Iced Tea, it resurfaced.

Going directly through the initial stage of mild drunkenness, he fell into an uncontrollable drunk.

I still underestimate the skill of the bartender...

Eliza's alcohol can't be metabolized!

On the contrary, it is like stacking poison, it will increase indefinitely with each round of drinking, until the endurance limit that drops rapidly in the end can no longer resist the erosion of alcohol, and then everything will end.

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

Eliza looked down at the embarrassed look of the paper element, and raised her brows happily: "After all, how to get customers drunk quickly is the master of bartenders."

Huai Shi did not respond.

Fighting against the erosion of alcohol and the urge to lethargy and fainting, there is no time to talk.

Eliza shook her head, sighed, and took out the tin box from her pocket. After opening it, she checked the tobacco and cigarette paper. After one was rolled out skillfully, 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, tilted her head and lit it herself. After taking two puffs, she took the cigarette off and stuffed it into the corner of her mouth.

The fragrant tobacco smell was mixed with unknown powder, which made Huaishi's dizzy consciousness gradually sober.

Only temporarily.

"Surrender?" Eliza asked: "You look like this, let alone the next round. Even bartending can't continue, right?"

In a brief period of sobriety and trance, Huai Shi propped up his body and looked at his opponent who was glowing with a double shadow.

Smiled slightly.

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

"I don't hate girls with hard lips."

Eliza smiled. Before she finished speaking, she saw Huai Shi’s hand...a short Yingzhou-style knife that was as short as a rib slowly emerged, with scarlet blood in the overlapping feathers, so fierce. Stubborn.

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

The position of the aorta, puncture it!

Eliza suddenly changed her face and reached out to stop her.

Too and abrupt!

She didn't understand why this opponent wanted to commit suicide if she won, but she instinctively didn't want blood to appear in front of her workbench, and she didn't want this opponent who made her so happy to die for this reason.

But it was too late.

The blade sank into Huai Shi's neck.

Pierce from the left side and exit from the right side.

The scene of blood splashing was not expected.

It's like just a toy to scare people.

But now, Huai Shi raised her hand without incident, her eyes gradually became clear and she was regaining consciousness.

Gradually normal.

It is true that the alcohol in the blood cannot be metabolized, so simply... it's fine to let go of the alcohol with the blood!

In this way, countless blood with the sweet smell of alcohol followed the resentment and flowed into the cage of dreams, and was eaten by the crows bit by bit.

This one is too exaggerated, enough alcohol content for hundreds of people to die of drunkenness quickly lost from Huaishi's body. Then it flows to the innocent crows...

Next, Shao Si Ming's hematopoietic function is activated.

The huge vitality originating from the mountain ghost surged and quickly transformed into blood, making Huaishi take a deep breath, took off the cigarette at the corner of her mouth, and flicked the ash.

"Thank you for the smoke."

Eliza's expression did not show the joy or anger: "After getting drunk in the wine fight, go to the bathroom to quietly induce vomiting... This is cheating, Miss Huaizhi."

"No, this is what I am preparing for today's last glass of bartender." Huai Shi smiled slyly, "Besides, there is no rule that bloodletting is not allowed in the game, right?"

Yes, this is the material for the last cocktail of today.

Anyway, he just said that, as to whether the last cup will be made...Can't I just change the recipe temporarily?

He quickly pulled out the resentment that was washed away by the wine, and Xue Zhen took it back.

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

This time it was no longer a high fever, on the contrary, countless chills were rapidly shrinking inward.

The ice cubes in the ice bucket melt at a speed visible to the naked eye.

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

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

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

"Special sake mulberry."

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

Sang Ran.

Eliza lowered her head, staring at the gloomy and heavy color in the wine glass, her brows slowly raised.

It is indeed the color of Sang Ran.

However, this color is really sad.

In the trance, I suddenly became sad.

No matter how strong her nerves are, Eliza is also a woman. The more gentle her nature, the more likely she is to feel hurt.

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

There is only a line of coldness that runs down your throat at the moment of absent-minded drinking, with a cold aroma of wine, and the coldness and loneliness that can't be extinguished even the flames of the entire world.

The chill is spreading.

Her movements were stiff in place.

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

The unforgettable past comes to mind again with this coldness, and what it brings is heart-wrenching sadness and loneliness.

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

Hard to move.

Even... hard to breathe.

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

In the shattered stern voice, a projection in the soul emerged, and a dark and illusory chain broke through her lungs and stretched out of her body.

It penetrates the joints, binds the muscles, surrounds the lungs and internal organs, and finally gathers on the hard beating heart.

Gradually converge inward.

-The lock of sorrow!

She didn't care that Eliza could no longer drink, but Huaishi herself drank cup after cup, savoring the sadness and loneliness that once belonged to her.

This kind of thing, just one cup is enough.

No amount of it will be effective.

But loneliness and sadness to such an extent... it is really unexpected.

Huai Shi lowered his eyes.

Behind the bar in front of him, countless chains have been pierced from Eliza's body, tying her layer by layer, multiplying and spreading wildly, almost encompassing the entire arena.

The majestic and tyrannical source quality fluctuations emerged and spread, and everyone was breathless.

Huaishi, who was close at hand, couldn't bear the aftermath of sadness.

He can only rejoice from the bottom of his heart. He didn't fight life and death with such an opponent. Instead, he fought a showdown between the Demon Chefs...Otherwise, he would probably be the one who lost and died, right?

Huaishi always knew that Eliza was the strong one.

But I didn't expect that she could be so strong...Even in Tier 4, few people can match her, right?

"As expected, the explorer who won the Medal of Lone Wolf, Ms. Eliza."

Huaishi raised his head, drank the last drop of Sangran sake in the porcelain bottle, and sighed softly, "This determination and this strength are really awesome."

collapse!

The sound of breaking sounded.

It was the wailing of sadness being defeated.

Cracks appeared on the countless chains, and the chains of grief collapsed before Eliza's raised eyes. The torrential noise of the sea emerged from that thin body.

The phantom of the skinny ferryman emerged from the torrent of the Styx, looking at the world indifferently, and instantly disappeared with the rushing Styx.

Charon!

Roman Genealogy·Fourth Order-Styx Ferry·Charon!

Eliza raised her eyes, took a deep breath, clenched her fists slightly, and the shabby chain net instantly collapsed.

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

Because this woman is really unreasonable and strong!

Only with determination ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ can I defeat my grief. Relying on your own strength, you can bear the curse of the ruler...With this kind of strength, trouble you to kill people and get more goods!

Why come to work?

Huai Shi shook his head remnantly, desperate for this overly fantasy world.

"I have to admit, Miss Huaizhi--"

Eliza raised her eyes and sighed solemnly: "You are an opponent I can't beat with alcohol. From this round on, I will really start using the bartender's methods."

"me too."

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

"Then it's a showdown, Miss Paper."

Eliza smiled, raised her hand, and took off the ring on her left index finger. At that moment, a thousand times more darkness than before burst out from between the five fingers.

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

From the illusion of ashes, the already dead ruler raised his eyes and stared toward the world. That is the last reflection left behind.

Just existence is enough to make people freeze.

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

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

The sadness is condensed into a curse.

Along with that little glass, it fell into the dark beer.

Just a soft thud.

It was the dull sound of death falling.哽噺繓赽奇奇 Novels|w~w~

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

She stared at the smiling woman in front of her, and said softly: "Please enjoy, Miss Huaizhi, for a rival like you, you deserve such a privilege."