Drink glass after glass of wine, and read poems one after another......

I don't know how many wine fights the wine saint has experienced in this life, but the current situation like this is really the only one in his life. At the beginning, he was still very comfortable, after all, wine can produce poetry, poetry can also help wine, speaking of which, the poem recited by Hu Lei is definitely a top wine accompaniment.

However, everything has to have a degree. When Hu Lei chanted one after another, the wine saint began to become more and more embarrassed, and Nima's whole person became a foil, which also hurt his self-esteem too much!

However, even so, this wine still has to be drunk, after all, it is not yet enjoyable. Moreover, the wine saint has a strong premonition that the wine fight he participated in at this time will definitely be remembered by people.

Yanhuang people love wine, and it is not uncommon for such a wine fight, but not every wine fight can have so many wine poems.

Hu Lei didn't know that the wine saint had actually emitted so many emotions at this time, and he now seemed to have entered a state of selflessness, drinking and reciting poetry......

How long will it last?

Of course, it's a good drink!

So what is it for?

it!

The onlookers went from initial curiosity to later excitement, and now they are numb and even a little tired. The two people in the center of their eyes, one of them seemed to be drunk and crazy, but he couldn't fall down, while the other had not changed his face at all until now. Nima, when is this drinking a head, everyone is tired of watching!

"Good wine, good wine, come back!"

The waiter arranged by Zheng Xian who was responsible for pouring wine for the two of them was on the spot, and the wine jar in his hand turned over, but he couldn't pour a drop of wine.

"Gone?", Zheng Xian was a little dazed, his long-cherished Seven Altars of Superb Wine was gone?

Thinking of this, he felt a pain in his flesh.

"I haven't drunk it yet, so I'll get another drink!", Hu Lei shouted, and after shouting, he added, "I want the same wine as before." ”

Zheng Xian's eyelids trembled, Nima, this is the rhythm that really wants to drink himself bankrupt. This may have been a joke before, but at this time, Zheng Xian knew very well that if he drank it at this pace, hehe, this joke could really come true.

No, these two drunkards must not be allowed to empty all their treasures, he rolled his eyes and thought about it, "Mr. Wine Saint, Boss Hu, both of them are heroes in wine, and it is difficult to distinguish between them and the inferior in this way." Why don't you stop today, you don't know each other, how about it?"

Hearing this, the wine saint said, "It's so ......."

However, when he only spoke, some people were not happy.

Zheng De felt that Zheng Xian must have taken himself for a fool, and Hu Lei's performance just now was very amazing. Not only his knowledge, but also the amount of alcohol that seemed to be on par with the wine saint.

But......

This is quite quite just a look, and anyone with a discerning eye can see that although Hu Lei has not yet reached the limit, the wine saint has just finished warming up. If you really keep fighting, the loser will inevitably be Hu Lei. Therefore, in his opinion, it is already a winning gamble, why should he admit a draw.

He rushed forward step by step, "Where is the eldest brother, since it is a wine and gambling contract, why should you stop saying it, I am afraid it is impossible to say it regardless of the superiority!"

Zheng Xian may be the most unhappy person in the field at this time, he squinted at Zheng De, a faint light flashed in his eyes, it seems that his dear brother is becoming more and more unbearable.

The wine saint who was interrupted by Zheng De was also dissatisfied, and his eyes wandered between the two brothers Zheng Xian and Zheng De for a moment, and then shook his head imperceptibly.

"Brother Hu, such a fine wine is hard to come by. Today, Zheng Dashao can take out the seven altars in one go, which is already commendable, and if we drink it again, I am afraid that Zheng Dashao will vomit blood. ”

Hearing this, Zheng Xiancai really wanted to vomit blood, this old guy is too faceless, is it necessary to explain this kind of thing in public?

Hearing this, Hu Lei looked at Zheng Xian as if he was confirming, "Oh, even Young Master Zheng can't afford to pay for this little wine?"

Zheng Xian couldn't hold back a mouthful of old blood anymore, if it weren't for the fact that he was talented and useful in the future, he would have to kick Hu Lei in the face now. Who doesn't know that really good wine has a price.

As if to relieve Zheng Xian, the wine saint continued, "Today's wine can be regarded as in place, why don't you and I respond to Zheng Dashao's proposal and stop there?"

After such a disturbance, Hu Lei has escaped from Fang Cai's realm of selflessness. However, it was precisely because of this that the feeling of drunkenness suddenly became clear, and the dizziness came towards him like a tidal wave. Looking at the expression of the wine saint again, Hu Lei had to admit that he was really not his opponent if he continued to drink. Thinking of this, Hu Lei has already approved the proposal for a draw in his heart. Although he couldn't get the shop in Zheng De's hands, he drank so much good wine for free tonight, which is actually not a loss.

He nodded, "It's okay, since there is no good wine, this wine naturally can't fight." ”

Zheng Deqi's face turned pale, and he found that as the initiator of this wine fight, he was actually ignored by everyone. He slammed the table, "No, I don't agree!"

This voice was very loud and instantly attracted everyone's attention.

Only then did Hu Lei remember that the bet contract was proposed by this guy, and if he really wanted to say a tie, he had to admit it. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel a little big, and I had no choice but to fight hard.

But......

At this time, he was already dizzy, how could he still fight!

At this time, the wine saint who was scolded twice by Zheng De spoke again, but there was a bit of coldness between his words, "There is no good wine, how can you fight wine!"

Zheng De was completely carried away by the impending victory at this time, and he didn't notice the wine saint's emotions at all, "If there is no good wine, then take ordinary wine and drink it to death!"

The wine saint stared at Zheng De with straight eyes, and said word by word, "Are you sure?"

"Nonsense! Lao Tzu invited you to come not to let you call you a brother and a vassal here, let Lao Tzu drink him to death!", at this moment, Zheng De's expression was fierce.

Hearing his words, Zheng Xian smiled instead, although he was not very familiar with the wine saint, but for various reasons, he knew his deeds and even his character very well. Zheng De, this kid, spoke like this, which can be said to have completely offended the wine saint.

This night, this kid successfully offended Xuanyuan Sword and the Wine Saint, and there was a mysterious Hu Lei with his feet, Zheng Xian felt as if he had bought a big gift bag, or the kind of buy two get one free, it was really beautiful.

He's still secretly beautiful here, and the wine saint over there has already made new moves.

"Brother Hu, since this is the case, you and I can only continue to fight. Don't blame yourself for being entrusted by others. After that, he actually bowed to Hu Lei.

Zheng De grinned when he saw this scene. At this moment, he felt as if he had become a real winner in life.

This bow made Hu Lei feel at a loss, and the other party was still so gifted at this age. He hurriedly reached out to help, but found that the other party seemed to be unstable and planted towards him.

Hu Lei was shocked, the strength in his hand increased by three points, and he steadily supported the upside-down wine saint.

The audience was dumbfounded, what is the situation with this Nima, how can the good wine saint be in trouble.

This is also Hu Lei's question, but what he subconsciously thought in his mind was that this uncle would not induce any hidden illness because of the booze just now, this Nima is funny.

He slowly put the wine saint down, only to see that the white face was instantly flushed, the smell of wine was permeated, and suddenly he snored, clearly showing a drunken posture.

Nima, you're kidding me!

However, at this moment, he noticed that the drunkard, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly winked at him mischievously......

What's the situation...... Hu Lei felt that he had really drunk too much, and his brain was seriously insufficient.