Princess Against the World

Ling Luoyu glanced at Lao Yu again: "Okay, I'll do as you say!"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

grass!

You agreed so readily! ?

Why does he feel like he might lose again?

After being startled for a moment, he still picked up the wine jar and patted the clay seal on you: "I don't believe it. If the jar falls down, you can still sit down!!"

He secretly made up his mind: If he doesn't fall down yet, then he will help him fall down!

He didn't believe that this guy could continue to hold on.

However, it is so evil!

The old fish was teetering there, dangling here and there, but would not fall.

Feng Chenglin held down the wine jar and made sure there wasn't a drop of wine before he sat down dejectedly.

"This old man was sent by God to fight against me! Look at his face, he is about to die, but he won't fall!"

Opposite him, Old Fish was sitting on a stool, leaning forward and back, swaying back and forth.

But it won’t fall! !

Ling Luoyu glanced sideways and said, "Should I let you go to the altar again?"

"No need! A man, a real man, what are you afraid of if you drink some wine if you lose?"

Feng Chenglin stood up quickly, grabbed the wine jar, and filled it up again.

"I'm going up against him today. Is he really capable of staying drunk? I don't believe it. He won't get down today!"

The old fish seemed to have reached his throat, swallowing saliva gurglingly.

With his eyes fixed on the wine, his hand slowly picked up the wine.

One bite, two bites, three bites...

"Snapped!"

The wine bowl fell.

Feng Chenglin: "..."

Oh!

Just three bites! !

Do you really need these three mouthfuls? If you can’t get them, you’ll be useless, right?

Just three mouthfuls, the world is decided!

The old fish finally couldn't hold on any longer and fell down on his back.

"puff!"

It was like the sound of something breaking.

Feng Chenglin's mouth, which was about to curse angrily, opened and he suddenly looked at Ling Luoyu: "Fuck, isn't this guy's head broken?"

There was a strong smell of blood in the air.

"Ah, blood..."

Some diners around screamed.

Immediately, they all stood up and retreated.

Zhou Yan and Dingmiao came over quickly and looked at the old fish on the ground.

"what happened?"

At this time, the old fish completely fell into a pool of blood.

Under his back, a pool of purple-black blood spread rapidly.

"Look, I said something was going to happen, right?" The waiter rushed over, his face turned pale.

Whatever you are afraid of, whatever comes your way!

Now it's good, if the leader of the Li village settles the score with Qiu Hou, they won't be able to escape!

Dingmiao thought of something and frowned without squatting down to check the old fish.

"Don't touch him!" Zhou Yan suddenly scolded: "Have you forgotten what he has on him?"

"What should we do?"

You always have to take action, right?

If he doesn't do it, someone else has to do it!

"Prepare a jar of wine and put him in it!"

The Five Killing Blood Gu is afraid of wine, and as long as the wine is there, there will be no trouble if the blood is activated.

If something bad happens at this time, no one can afford it.

In the hotel, there is nothing else but a lot of wine.

Zhou Yan and Feng Chenglin teamed up to find a large pickle jar, took out the contents and filled it with wine.

Dingmiao Ze and Ling Luoyu stood by Lao Yu's side, their expressions gloomy and uncertain: "Third Young Master?"

Ling Luoyu raised his eyes, his eyes were pure and clear, without any waves: "Have you thought of it too?"

"I thought about it, but I'm not sure. After all... what we arrived at that time were just two small lumps. Even if we raised Gu worms, it wouldn't be overnight. What kind of storm could it cause? How? At once……"

"It's the wine that stimulates it!"