He Has a Dragon

Chapter 3038 Two kinds of wine

Between the freshness and sweetness, it was like drinking a mouthful of fire, sliding down the throat and exploding into the belly. This carmine red made Wang Le's body covered with goosebumps, and he had endless aftertaste!

When Qu Jinghong and Ou Yang saw this, they raised their glasses to drink out of curiosity!

For a moment, the atmosphere became silent, and the three of them closed their eyes and enjoyed the pleasure brought by the carmine.

A soft sound of "dong" broke the quiet atmosphere, and Wang Le sighed happily: "After today, there are only two kinds of wine in the world."

"One is called Carmine, and the other is called Other Wine!"

Seeing Wang Le's high evaluation, Xu Fugui couldn't help but smile with a red face and said nothing, showing pride.

Wang Le asked himself that he had drunk hundreds of kinds of wine over the years, and among them there were countless good wines.

But compared with the carmine in front of me, it is still slightly inferior, and the difference is visible to the naked eye!

Unconsciously, Wang Le drank two more drinks before stopping.

At this time, Xu Fugui, who was silent at the side, saw Wang Le drinking three drinks in a row. The smile on his face froze on the spot, and his pair of green bean eyes showed a look of shock and surprise, as if he had seen a ghost in the daytime.

Qu Jinghong and Ou Yang couldn't help showing awe and admiration when they saw Wang Le drinking so much.

Because the two of them had drank Rouge Red and knew that if they didn't have enough cultivation, they wouldn't be able to drink so much.

Qu Jinghong only drank half a glass and then stopped because she realized that if she took one more sip, she would definitely become drunk on the spot.

Ouyang, who had the lowest level of cultivation, was even worse. He just took a small sip and put the glass down.

Even so, Qu Jinghong and Ou Yang could feel that after drinking Rouge Red, the mana in their bodies was surging wildly. Their own cultivation was vaguely loose, as if they had the momentum to continue to attack.

While Qu Jinghong and Ou Yang were silent and comprehending in silence, Xu Fugui finally couldn't help but said: "This little friend is really a huge drinker. He can drink three cups of rouge in a row. This is really the only time in his life that this old man has seen it!"

Then Xu Fugui changed the topic in confusion: "But little friend, you are only in the Nascent Soul Realm. This is really strange."

Wang Le suppressed the rising smell of alcohol and said,

He asked with a smile: "Is it possible that the Nascent Soul realm cannot drink three cups of rouge?"

Xu Fugui glanced at Qu Jinghong and said, "Even if this fellow Taoist is in the realm of spirit transformation, he can only drink half a cup. And if you drink three cups in a row, little friend, it is obviously inconsistent with your own cultivation level."

Wang Le suddenly laughed and said, "Is it possible that Shopkeeper Xu suspects that I'm hiding my cultivation?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Fugui shook his head without hesitation and said: "That's not true. Even if a great monk in the Fusion Realm drinks the rouge red from my Hongtian Tower, he can't drink three cups in a row."

Wang Le couldn't help but be startled, and murmured to himself thoughtfully: "If this has something to do with cultivation, I can't think that I can drink three cups of rouge in a row, right?"

As his mind wandered, Wang Le vaguely felt that this had something to do with his own physique.

After all, the foundation for his ability to conquer across borders lies in his extremely strong physical constitution.

And this is due to the moisturizing and washing of Starlight and Moonlight day and night.

Of course there is his bloodline.

If it weren't for the noble bloodline that had been advanced many times by chance, Wang Le's physical body would not have become so powerful even if it was nourished by the stars and moonlight.

It can be said that if it were not for the purple gold blood flowing in his body, it would be impossible for Wang Le's physical body to continue to be strong, no more than a driftwood without roots!

The more Wang Le thought about it, the more he felt that his ability to drink three cups of rouge in one breath was related to his physical bloodline.

At this moment, Wang Le gradually felt that the three cups of rouge he drank were turning into an invisible energy in his belly, which was being swallowed and absorbed by his body, dispersed to his limbs, and turned into his own use.

This feeling is really wonderful, and it makes people immersed in it and unable to extricate themselves.

Unconsciously, Wang Le simply picked up the wine bottle and poured it into his mouth.

Everyone present was stunned when they saw this scene.

Needless to say, Qu Jinghong and Ou Yang, Xu Fugui and the boy next to him were completely stunned when they saw this scene.

They have never seen a guest like Wang Le drinking rouge as much as water.

The key is that this carmine is not water!

"belch!"

Wang Le drank the remaining rouge from the wine flask and couldn't help but burp. Two red clouds flew up from his cheeks instantly, looking satisfied and regretful at the same time.

"You can't drink this good wine anymore."

Wang Le murmured to himself regretfully, with an expression of indescribable regret on his face.

Because Wang Le could feel that drinking so much was approaching his limit, so it was best to stop in moderation.

Everyone present couldn't help rolling their eyes. If you keep drinking, others won't be able to survive.

After all, great monks in the United Body Realm don’t even have this ability!

As the shopkeeper of Hongtian Tower, I have seen countless strong monks coming and going from north to south. It was the first time I encountered such a strange person like Wang Le today.

Until now, Xu Fugui finally got some clues. To be more precise, he should have guessed.

That is, the young man in front of him drank so much carmine without panting, which is most likely related to his own physical constitution.

Otherwise, Xu Fugui really couldn't explain why Wang Le didn't get drunk on the spot after drinking most of the pot of rouge.

Then Wang Le looked at Xu Fugui and said, "When you pay the bill later, remember to bring a few more jars of rouge."

At the same time, Wang Le thought in his mind: "This is a good thing that can nourish and strengthen my body. The more the merrier!"

Just when Wang Le made up his mind to get more rouge, he saw Xu Fugui replying apologetically: "There isn't much rouge in the first place. It's only for one pot. One more pot won't be enough."

Before Wang Le could speak, Qu Jinghong, who had been silent, said, "I'll give you enough spiritual stones."

Xu Fugui shook his head and refused without hesitation: "It's not a problem with the spirit stone. This is the rule of my Hongtian Tower, and the rules cannot be broken!"

Wang Le pondered for a moment and said: "Bring me three jars of rouge, and the meal will be calculated at the original price of Hongtianlou. How about it?"

Before Xu Fugui refused again, Wang Le said calmly: "Since your Hongtian Tower is open for business, earning spiritual stones is the biggest rule, and other rules must give way, don't you think so, Shopkeeper Xu?"

Xu Fugui was silent for a few seconds before saying: "There are no three altars, only three pots!"

Before Wang Le could bargain, Xu Fugui sighed and said, "If my Hongtian Tower business hadn't been so bad these days, little friend, you wouldn't even think about taking advantage of this loophole. There wouldn't be an extra pot."

When Wang Le saw Xu Fugui's non-negotiable look, he wisely stopped pestering him, not wanting to offend others.

At this time, Xu Fugui quickly changed the subject and called Wang Le and others: "You three, you have been drinking this rouge for a while. It is a good time to eat food. Hurry, don't miss it."