Evil King

Song Shang likes to fight wine the most. In his life, he has competed dozens of times with the wine country, and Song Lao San is confident that he has already worked hard! Even when hundreds of people were present at the same time, Song Shang was always calm and composed when the attention was drawn.

Because he has absolute confidence in himself! own wine, absolutely enough to stand alone in the world! No one can beat me|!

But this time, Song Shang found that he was nervous. It was a kind of intentional or unintentional tension, an inexplicable tension, and his heart was more uneasy. The unsurprising appearance in front of him, even the daunting teenager with a face, can give himself an invisible pressure! He slanted his eyes and looked at the two ordinary small wine jars next to him. Could it be that there is really something unique in that wine jar?

In other words, although this wine competition is the smallest one in history, the specifications of this wine competition are unprecedented!

Although there are only two judges in total, these two people, one is the little brother of His Majesty Emperor Tianxiang Empire, under the veritable one person, over ten thousand! And the other one was one of only a few Great Masters in the entire Xuanxuan Continent standing on top!

Even the only audience is a royal son!

As for this bet, it is unprecedented. Song Shang, this time not only gambling on own fame, but also on his freedom for the rest of his life!

"If I lose, I am willing to worship him as a teacher!"

This sentence was testified by a prince, a strong god! If it's an ordinary person, who would dare to let the Profound Sky master Song Shang, who "respect the monarch a glass of wine, give him a wound," worship an ordinary young man as a teacher?

What a funny thing! It's even a big event that blasphemes the dignity of the Profound Sky Power!

I'm afraid that it has been torn to pieces before I say it.

But in the face of these two, who would dare to say no? Even if the emperors of the major empires on the mainland are here in person, give this Face! The face of the prince may not be given, but who dares not to give the face of the prairie eagle condor?

Even Yun Biechen, ranked number one in the Supreme Divine Profound Realm, still has to consider whether it is worth offending Ying Bokong!

So this small gambling, for Song Shang, went to the cliff deliberately or unintentionally!

This battle has become a tiger, a last stand!

"Good wine!"

The prince gently picked up the wine glass, took a cherished sip, let the wine roll in his mouth, touched any part of his mouth that could absorb the feeling, and swallowed it when his mouth was full of lingering fragrance.

Close your eyes gently, and carefully aftertaste the wonderful feeling brought by this superb wine!

"It's really good! Not only is the wine fragrant, the wine tastes more pure, and the leisurely wine tastes, the old man has also drunk many fine wines, and there is no one that can match this wine. It is really the best!" Exhausted. There was a hint of surprise in the sharp eagle eyes.

It's no wonder that Song Shang can be so confident and dare to make such a big bet, this wine...is really good. The wine I have drunk before, whether it is the royal wine from the imperial palaces of various countries or the tribute wine in the grassland sweat tent, compared with this wine, they are all overshadowed and hard to compare!

Jun Moxie smiled and gently shook the wine glass. Under this shaking, the original clear wine reflected a blur, and a few bubbles appeared on the surface of the wine. Looking intently, the original clear wine was clearly already There was a slight turbidity.

"It's still not professional enough." Jun Moxie shook his head and sighed: "Impurities are endless, this is the big taboo of wine making!"

Song Shang suffocated his breath and went back, his eyes widened.

My best work that I have exhausted years of energy, effort, and hard work has won an unprofessional comment!

Should I scold this kid for being too ignorant, or should he be too arrogant? !

After each two glasses of wine, the eyes of the prince and Ying Bokong focused on the two jars of unfinished wine at the same time. In his eyes, it all means that the index finger is moving, and no one can see it. As soon as the end of the wine fight is announced later, the two people are afraid that they will start eating immediately.

"Little brother, we should take a look at your wine, haha, finish the work early, and we can drink a lot. It is a worthwhile trip to get such a good wine today." The prince smiled gently, only This remark is obviously already extremely optimistic about Song Lao San's wine, and even the two jars of Song Shang wine are occasionally glimpsed from the corner of his eye.

That prince's meaning is very obvious, I will just say it to death, and decide on Song Lao San's wine, you Ying Bokong, I will be a step behind, the wine is always Song Lao San's, not a free gift. Lest Ying Bokong grabbed the wine and left, I didn't have to drink it, Song Laosan said, these are the last two jars of wine...

As for the victory or defeat between the two... the result is already obvious, should I say more? The wine that Song Shang brought out today is far better than the wine that he had been selling before. It should be understood that even the previous wine is already rare in the world, let alone today's wine.

Ying Bokong always wanted to maintain his status as an outsider, and he couldn't ignore his face like a prince, but although he did not speak, he looked at Jun Moxie's eyes but expressed the same meaning.

"It's too early to say that it's too early. At this moment, the outcome is unclear. How can you tell who has the better wine!" Jun Moxie remained silent. He leaned over and lifted the own wine jar, and slapped it with a careless slap...

"Bang!" The three eyeballs twitched together. Even Xiao Yang Mo, who didn't know anything, opened his eyes wide and opened his mouth with a nervous expression on his face.

"Huh?" the three said at the same time.

The smell remains the same, there is no enticing fragrance!

Ordinarily, when the mud seal is removed, it is the altar cover, and the aroma of wine should come out!

But how come there is no fragrance at all? Is this kid really a silver wax gun head? !

The three of them looked intently, and couldn't help but rush up, but saw that after Jun Moxie's mud seal was slapped open, there was a thin layer of oiled paper tightly wrapped around the mouth of the altar. It would be a hell if it had a fragrance!

Seeing Jun Moxie slowly uncovering the greased paper, the three of them blushed, and they wanted to tear the boy off, and went up and slapped off the greased paper to reveal the wine.

Too much appetite!

The oil paper was finally uncovered, but it was still tasteless!

The eyes of the three Ying Bokong widened at the same time: No, there is actually a layer of mysterious animal skin under the oil paper? See that means it should be the fur of the sixth-level profound beast.

The mysterious animal skin is naturally better to deal with. It was peeled off as soon as it moved, but the next thing made three people have the urge to scold the mother at the same time: under the mysterious animal skin, there was actually a thick white orange wood that pressed it. On the altar cover!

White orange wood has no taste, but it can prevent any taste leakage!

No wonder you can't smell the wine all the time.

However, looking at the originally small wine jar, I haven't smelled the fragrance of the wine, but it has shrunk by half! This girl is too...excessive, right?

What's even more excessive is -

Jun Moxie actually stopped at this critical moment, stood up, took two steps slowly, opened his arms and performed two extreme chest expansions, took a deep breath, and then exhaled it heavily. He breathed, hands on his hips, moved his waist a few times, twisted his hips, then shook his head and twisted his neck. Ten fingers crossed, and with a hard effort, the knuckles of the fingers snapped for a while...

The prince, Song Shang, and Ying Bokong were stunned.

In an instant, all three of them had the same impulse: You might as well let me twist your neck! Daddy will definitely break it for you all at once!

It's still that Xiao Yang Mo is more innocent, he really wants to ask this Big Brother, is it that uncomfortable...

After posing for a pose and doing a few movements, Master Jun twisted his butt and took a catwalk. Then he walked over again, put his hand on the white orange wood, took it down without any effort, and made a "clang" Throw it under your feet.

In the silence, the sound was so loud that the eyebrows of the three people who had always boasted ‘landslides in front of the same color’ moved at the same time.

Jun Moxie's hand has been pressed on the lid of the altar. At this moment, a faint fragrance of wine has floated out, making the three of them feel itching: open it, open it.

Under the anticipation of the three people, Jun Moxie suddenly stood up and looked down at the wine jar with an affectionate gaze. The duck's voice chanted: "Ah!~~~~~ You will get drunk before drinking, and open the altar for ten miles!"

"My grass!" The three of them couldn't bear it at the same time, and they shouted angrily. Even Eagle Bokong, who claims to be a worldly expert, is no exception. No, or it should be said that this man's reaction can be said to be the most violent, and it is almost a shot. The trend of the king is falling in seconds. The extent of this pretense has reached its limit! Intolerable point!

But then, the three of them stopped cursing at the same time, and their anger instantly froze on their faces!

Because at this moment--

Jun Moxie slapped the altar cover into the air with an incomparably simple and clean method.

boom!

An unspeakable and unspeakable taste filled this hut instantly, like a divine enlightenment, and like a king who dominates everything, suddenly descending with the aura of a king over the world!

In other words, it should be like the ubiquitous moonlight that night, before you inadvertently, he has sprinkled soft and clear brilliance into every corner of the earth!

This is a transcendent taste like a dream!

As soon as this fragrance comes out, this place is no longer a world, but a fairyland! Do not! Even in Wonderland, there is absolutely no such wonderful taste!

The three of them groaned comfortably at the same time, and suddenly they all felt that they seemed to be floating in the scent of dying wine, ascending, ascending...

Is this still wine? Is there such a wine in the world that can bring people into wonderland just by its fragrance? !

Ugh...I'm so touched...

When the three of them came back to their senses, Jun Moxie had already filled the four wine glasses in front of him with wine, and poured some amber-colored sake into the white jade-carved glass. Looking at this color alone, there is actually another kind of person Immerse yourself in the inextricable magic!

"Those who have not drunk get drunk first, open the altar for ten miles!" The prince stood up forgotten, suddenly tears filled his eyes, exhausted all his strength, and trembling loudly: "It's more than ten miles..."

Song Lao San held the wine glass with tears in his eyes, as cautious as he had obtained the most precious treasure. Because he was really scared, but he was definitely not afraid of losing this contest, but because he was afraid that the wine was only scented, and after drinking it, he would not have this detached mood.

The scent of this wine alone is already a dream that makes people want to be drunk but not awake! (To be continued, if you want to know what is going on, please visit www.qidian.com, there are more chapters, the author is supported, and the genuine reading is supported!)

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