Chapter 673: Vomited After Being Beaten

Feng Qizheng's old face flushed.

Because Tan Tai Qingyue didn't draw her sword, but fortunately the scabbard was against his throat, if it was the tip of the sword, it would be terrible!

Feng Qizheng was born with supernatural power, and his skills were barely comparable to those of a first-class master, but in front of Tan Tai Qingyue, he couldn't last more than three moves.

If Tan Tai Qingyue drew her sword, he might not last more than one move.

This is the gap between ordinary masters and super masters, like a chasm, insurmountable.

"I lost!"

Feng Qizheng admitted defeat generously. He was not as skilled as others. If he didn't admit it, he would look petty.

Yue Congyun's eyes lit up.

As a woman, and both of them were martial artists, she had heard of the great name of this top martial artist for a long time.

She picked up the spear and stepped forward, "Please teach me!"

Tan Tai Qingyue didn't refuse, and nodded slightly.

Yue Congyun was not polite either, and stabbed out with a spear, as fast as a stream of light.

But she still couldn't survive three moves under Tan Tai Qing Yue and was easily defeated!

Yue Cong Yun smiled bitterly, leaned over and clasped her fists, "I've learned your lesson!"

Tan Tai Qing Yue nodded.

Immediately, her eyes fell on Ning Chen, "Zhengguo Guo is very skilled, why don't you help me with some moves?"

Ning Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, and he keenly sensed that Tan Tai Qing Yue had bad intentions.

This woman wanted to make a fool of herself.

Ning Chen knew very well that even if he had cultivated that energy, there was still a big gap between him and Tan Tai Qing Yue.

He was about to refuse, but heard Feng Qizheng say: "Ning Chen, don't be a coward, just do it... I believe you can definitely survive three moves."

Three moves?

Ning Chen was a little disdainful. After all, he had cultivated that energy. Although there was a gap between him and Tan Tai Qing Yue, he was sure that he would not be defeated within fifty moves.

He stood up slowly and said with a smile: "You useless people can't even survive three moves."

He looked at Tan Tai Qingyue and said, "If I lose within fifty moves... I will pour you wine in the future!"

Tan Tai Qingyue didn't say anything and made a gesture of invitation.

Ning Chen pulled out the rebar inserted next to him, walked forward slowly, and said proudly: "Go ahead!"

"Okay!"

As soon as Tan Tai Qingyue said "Okay", she was already in front of Ning Chen.

Ning Chen's face changed drastically, so fast.

Before he could react, with a bang, his abdomen was hit by the hilt of the sword.

In an instant, Ning Chen felt his intestines were tied up and his stomach was churning.

Tan Tai Qingyue appeared behind him in a flash, and the hilt of the sword hit his back.

Ning Chen flew out directly and fell to the ground with a thud...a standard posture of a toad burrowing into the ground.

Pan Yucheng and others' faces changed suddenly, and they stood up and tightened their weapons.

But Tan Tai Qingyue did not make another move.

Ning Chen propped himself up awkwardly, but his stomach churned, and he vomited all the food and wine he had just eaten.

Everyone was stunned!

They still had a chance to attack, but Ning Chen vomited before he even had a chance to attack.

Tan Tai Qingyue looked at him and said indifferently: "King Zhenguo, thank you!"

Ning Chen's face turned red, so embarrassing!

He must have drunk too much just now, and the alcohol was too strong, so he agreed to fight with Tan Tai Qingyue... If it were normal times, he would definitely not seek abuse.

This woman must have done it on purpose.

Feng Qizhen had already made three moves, and he was defeated without making a single move.

Yuan Long stepped forward to help Ning Chen up, "Prince, are you okay?"

Ning Chen shook his head, "It's okay, what can happen to me?"

Feng Qizhen smirked, "I was beaten and vomited, and you're still okay?"

Ning Chen was stubborn: "Bullshit! Who was beaten and vomited? I vomited because I drank too much."

After Ning Chen finished speaking, he narrowed his eyes and looked at Tan Tai Qingyue.

Tan Tai Qing Yue turned around and sat down at the table, pointing at the wine pot, "Your Majesty is a man of his word, he won't break his promise, right?"

Ning Chen's face twitched.

Everyone was gloating, all with a look of eating melons.

Just now, Ning Chen said in person that if he lost, he would pour wine for Tan Tai Qing Yue.

Ning Chen covered his stomach with one hand, gritted his teeth and walked forward, "My Majesty is a man of his word, isn't it just pouring wine?"

As he said that, he picked up the wine pot and poured a glass of wine!

Tan Tai Qing Yue picked up the wine glass, lifted his face, took a sip, and nodded with satisfaction, "Good wine!"

As he said that, he drank the rest, put the empty wine glass on the table, and motioned Ning Chen to continue.

Ning Chen's mouth twitched, "Why are you a slave?"

Tan Tai Qing Yue said lightly: "First, I am not a slave. Second, even if I am a slave, I am a slave who can defeat the prince with one move... Also, does this have anything to do with the prince's promise to pour me wine if he loses?"

Ning Chen's old face flushed.

Suddenly, he opened the lid of the pot, raised his head and drank a lot of wine in the pot.

"Ugh..."

Drank too fast and almost vomited.

Ning Chen resisted the nausea and said with a smile: "It's not that I don't pour you wine, it's that there is no wine!"

Everyone was stunned, this is okay?

Feng Qizhen picked up the wine pot, shook it, and said with a smirk: "I still have half a pot of wine here."

Ning Chen turned his head to look at him, and killed him with a look.

This fool has learned bad things!

Feng Qizhen laughed and said: "It's useless for you to stare at me, I really have half a pot of wine."

"I still have half a pot of wine here."

Pan Yucheng said out of the blue.

The others didn't say anything, but they all made a move, which was to shake the wine jug, making a gurgling sound.

Ning Chen's face turned black.

These bitches, can't tell the difference between the big and small kings, right? Where are you turning your elbows?

Tantai Qingyue said softly: "How about the prince drinks all the remaining wine?"

Provocation, naked provocation!

Ning Chen's face twitched and he looked at Yuan Long and said, "Yuan Long, didn't you say you found a map from King Zuoting's tent before? Come on, take me to see it!"

"Your Majesty, I brought the map!"

Yuan Long stood up and took out the map from his arms.

Ning Chen: "..."

Everyone looked at Ning Chen with smiles.

Ning Chen glared at Yuan Long, then covered his head and staggered, "Ouch, ouch... I feel so dizzy, I drank too much!"

"Everyone, please disperse. I'm very dizzy. I need to take a rest... Xiao Danzi, clean up the tent..."

Ning Chen staggered to the camp bed in the corner and lay down on it with his clothes on.

Everyone looked at each other and smiled.

Ning Chen suddenly said: "No one is allowed to tell anyone what happened today. This is a military order... Those who disobey the order will be punished with thirty sticks."

After saying that, Ning Chen turned over and pretended to be asleep.

Everyone quietly exited the camp.

Ning Chen drank a pot just now, and he drank a little too much, and actually fell asleep.

When I woke up, it was already dark.

He stood up and walked out of the tent.

Pan Yucheng stayed outside the camp.

"woke up?"

Ning Chen hummed and looked into the distance. The Imperial Court of Beidu was still burning...Looking at it like this, the fire would not be completely extinguished within three days.

Suddenly, there was a faint cry of children.

Ning Chen was slightly startled, "Where did the child come from?"

Pan Yucheng said: "The ones we caught in the afternoon were supposed to be hidden somewhere in the Royal Court of Beidu. The Ning'an Army didn't find them... After the fire started, they were forced out."

"them?"

"There are about twenty people, old, weak, women and children."

Ning Chen thought for a moment and said, "Let's go and have a look!"