Princess Against the World

After a pause, he thought of something.

"No, we are all dead..."

"..."

"Such a beautiful wine, if you don't try it, your death will be in vain. Come on, drink..."

There is no need to find something to hold the wine, just hold it with both hands and drink.

Dingmiao looked to one side and twitched his mouth——

This drunkard is a drunkard!

As long as you encounter alcohol, it doesn't matter whether you live or die!

He took the leaves, folded them into a wine cup, and handed them to Cui Bangtang.

"Use this, let's drink slowly... there are so many more!"

"Yes, there is still so much, drink slowly!"

Cui Bangtang smiled happily, took the wine cup and looked at it, speechless.

"This is too small..."

Before Dingmiao could say anything more, he had already picked up the wine jar, held it to his mouth, and drank a few big gulps with his head held high.

Dingmiao: "..."

Is this drinking?

This is cow drinking! ?

Looking at it like this, there is no need for him to accompany her at all.

Cui Bangtang took a big sip and found Dingmiao sighing at the wine jar.

"What's wrong? Why don't you drink?"

His face was red and purple, and his eyes smelled of alcohol.

"Why, there are no appetizers, can't you drink?"

Dingmiao sighed: "Brother, I really admire you. It's now like this, but you can still drink?"

"At this time? When..."

"We are all dead, how can you still drink so happily?"

"It doesn't matter whether he lives or lives, as long as he has wine to drink, it will be the same whether he is dead or alive..."

Cui Bangtang patted the wine jar next to him and sat down next to him.

"Come on, one for you and one for me. We brothers will drink until we die and do it..."

"I can't, I'll use this..." Dingmiao quickly filled some with a leaf wine cup and held it up high: "Brother, I'm not good at drinking, so I'll use this to honor you..."

"Look at you, you drink like a scholar!" Cui Bangtang was unhappy, but he didn't care.

Anyway, as long as he drinks well, it doesn't matter to anyone else.

"Come on, let's do one first, to celebrate us... we can still have wine to drink after we die!"

Dingmiao: "..."

Even if you die, you can celebrate! ?

The road to death for this drunkard is really a little different from that for normal people! ?

Taking advantage of Cui Bangtang's drinking break, he poured out his own wine, raised his head and smacked his lips in a pretentious manner.

"Don't tell me, the taste of this good wine is different, it's very sweet..."

"Yeah! It's sweet and has the aroma of wine. In one word - beautiful!" Cui Bangtang shook his head with a look of enjoyment on his face.

Dingmiao glanced around and sighed again: "Oh, I don't know how long this Huangquan Road is. After drinking these wines, will I wait in line to get off the frying pan..."

Cui Bangtang's eyes opened suddenly: "You...what did you say?"

"What?" Dingmiao blinked: "I said, we don't know how long we have to walk on this Huangquan Road..."

"Huangquan Road?" Cui Bangtang glanced at the wine jar: "I said, shouldn't there be Meng Po Soup on this Huangquan Road? Why are we wine..."

"Yes, this is what I don't understand too!" Dingmiao was shocked that Cui Bangtang still had his mind on this.

If an ordinary person drank so much alcohol, his head would have turned into mush.

Good for him!

I can also think of Meng Po Soup.

However, the next second, Cui Bangtang laughed.

"I said, brother, you and I are already dead. We are already dead. Why do we care about so many things? No matter what, we will die again... It doesn't matter whether it's Meng Po soup or wine, drink it first and then talk about it!"