Chapter 2297 Escape

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Song Qingshu couldn't help laughing: "The same words are also given to the princess. When the time comes, don't think about your identity, and you can't hold your face to pour wine for me."

Yalun only felt that the Dongying man in front of him was simply disgusting, and returned to his seat with a snort.

"Stop talking nonsense, come on!" Alan Da'er stopped between the two to block his sight, and placed a jar of wine heavily on the table in one hand, "It's too troublesome to use a bowl, just blow the jar!" He He has always been good at drinking in a hurry, and many people who drink similar alcohol will also be defeated by this kind of rapid drinking. He originally disdain to play such a trick, but this time it is about his mistress, and he does not dare to have the slightest main idea.

Even if there are generally a large number of Mongolians, the people around are also taken aback, thinking that drinking this altar one by one will not kill you drunk?

Song Qingshu knew that the other party was going to take the lead. In front of so many people, he naturally couldn't lose his momentum: "Okay, I'll do it first!"

Alan was stunned for a moment. He thought that the other party would push three and four, but he would start drinking so quickly. He could not help but doubt his life for a while. Could it be that he is also good at drinking?

But after thinking about it, how can the people of Dongying be so good at drinking again, so I feel a little at ease. Seeing that he has been drinking for a while, I hurriedly picked up the wine jar and started drinking.

Song Qingshu has been trained in modern high-purity distilled spirits. These so-called spirits in ancient times are naturally no problem. In fact, according to the actual amount of alcohol, they may not lose. It's just that this kind of competition is not a drinking between close friends, so how can you really drink it hard.

When the wine entered his throat, he immediately wrapped the wine with his inner force, and did not really enter his stomach. Although he does not know the Six Veins Divine Sword, his sword qi can also have the same effect of forcing wine, but now that everyone is watching, he is worried that forcing the wine out will reveal the contents, so he temporarily stores it in the body, and waits for it to come out. When the opportunity arises, force the wine out.

In addition to the cheers from the people around them—of course, it was mainly to cheer up Alan D’er, a withdrawn person like Shuiyue Sect naturally didn’t have many friends—the two of them soon drank their jars of wine.

boom!

Song Qingshu threw the wine jar on the ground and smashed it to pieces, indicating that there was no more wine left in it, and then said with pride, "Come again!"

After speaking, he picked up another jar of wine. Alan D'er, who was on the opposite side, had just finished drinking the jar, when he felt that the wine was surging, his face was flushed, and his whole body was full of redness.

They were all a little dizzy, and when they found that the other party seemed to be nothing, they panicked for a while.

"Don't be afraid, he's mostly pretending to be mysterious." At this time, Princess Aaron came to him and whispered comfortably.

Alan Da'er's anxious mood instantly calmed down. He recalled that when he was drinking before, he would meet people who didn't look good after drinking, but he might get drunk in the next moment.

Because of his mistress's encouragement, his morale increased even more, and he didn't have only one jar of alcohol, so he quickly picked up a jar and drank it.

Song Qingshu quietly observed the reactions of the crowd while drinking. Seeing that A Lan Da'er blushed and other people looked at him curiously and shocked, he suddenly realized that he still had to perform, otherwise it would spread to the ears of interested people. I'm afraid it will arouse suspicion.

He didn't know if anyone in Lin Cheng knew the true drink capacity of Shuiyue Sect, and he was also worried that those experts would suspect that he was using his inner strength to defuse the alcohol.

So he really drank 30%, refining 70% with sword energy, and sure enough, his face quickly became drunk.

Seeing his stature a little shaky, Alan Da'er was overjoyed. He thought you were pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

Soon after the second jar of wine was finished, Song Qingshu put down the jar and burped a lot, shook his body, and did not speak for a long time.

Alan D'er threw the wine jar in his hand heavily on the ground, and laughed loudly: "Let's... come again..." Although his head was also dizzy, he felt that the other party had reached a critical point, and he only needed to continue Just a little more force.

Song Qingshu deliberately showed a look of embarrassment, and after a long time, he snorted vaguely: "Come... just come, who... who is afraid of!"

Then the two began to drink the third jar. At this time, the speed of both parties slowed down significantly. Alan Da'er waited for the other side to faint while drinking, but although the other side's body was unstable, it was not until the third jar was finished. Still haven't fallen.

"I... see how much you can drink..." Alan Da'er also gave up, and continued to start the fourth altar, the fifth altar...

boom!

Alan D'er finally couldn't hold it anymore, and fell straight to the ground, the wine jar in his hand shattered, and the wine in it flowed all over the floor.

Only then did Song Qingshu put down the wine jar, and looked at the crowd drunkenly: "It seems that

I won? "

Yalun's face was ashen. Although this guy was about to collapse when the wind blew, he never collapsed. Alan Da'er was already unconscious. Mongolians are always direct, and they can't do things that they won't admit to losing. .

Brother Ali got up and clapped his hands to congratulate: "Zongzong really is a good drinker. Today is really an eye-opener for this king."

Even the kings of the Chagatai Department looked at him with enthusiasm, and they all sent their admiration and praise.

Song Qingshu responded while complaining that the wine culture in Mongolia is really hard currency. As long as you can drink it, you can win respect and fame. In history, these Mongolian emperors basically had few longevity, and many died when they were in their prime. , Most of them have something to do with the damage to the body caused by alcoholism. Drinking alcohol for this purpose is really staggering.

"Your Excellency's drinking capacity is admirable, this princess

If you are willing to admit defeat, I will pour the wine for you. "Yaren was quite cheerful, and after instructing his subordinates to help Alan D'er down to take care of him, he took the initiative to stand up and offer to fulfill the bet.

The defense between men and women on the Mongolian side is not that serious, so Brother Alibu and the others just watched all this with a smile and didn't feel anything wrong.

"Then...Thank you, Princess." Song Qingshu picked up a bowl and handed it over, and observed the woman in front of her from a close distance. She was different from the characteristics of ordinary Mongolians. Her eyebrows were small and her mouth was fair. She was more like everyone in Jiangnan. The girl is indeed a beautiful woman, but unfortunately such a woman is doomed to wither slowly and grow old alone.

"Keep your hands steady." Aaron held the wine jar and noticed that his bowl kept dangling, making her always misaligned.

"Princess, forgive me, I just... drank too much, and there are... double images in front of my eyes." Song Qingshu took a step forward in order to cooperate with her, but she stepped on the fragments of the wine jar on the ground, and her foot slipped, and the whole person's center of gravity was unstable. fall down.

Aaron exclaimed and subconsciously wanted to support him, but he couldn't bear his weight, and the two suddenly rolled into a ball.

"Bold, how dare you offend the princess!" The generals under Yaron pulled out their machetes and rushed over.

"It's okay," Yalun had already struggled to stand up at this time, tidying up the somewhat messy clothes, looking at Song Qingshu, who was sleeping soundly on the ground, his frowning eyebrows gradually loosened, "I think he's drunk too. ."

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