In the applause of the whole house, another Feng Fan, holding a big cup, walked towards Xiao Yu with a smile.

"Master Chi, Brother Feng respects you, you drank it all in one go, you won't be so stingy and refuse to drink your brother's cup, right?"

"Yes, yes. And there's down, there's still ......"

……

After drinking a few rounds of wine, Xiao Yu felt some obvious alcohol surging up, and his scalp was numb.

Is this the rhythm of wheel warfare?

However, at the moment, I really don't want to get drunk.

Xiao Yu shook his head and thought silently.

Feng Tao's loud voice finally sounded at the right time:

"Hey, you guys one by one, you can't openly deceive my brother Chi with thin skin, and you all come to pour him like this! I clearly told a few of you, my brother Chi, but the people who will continue to fight on stage tomorrow, but those who want to earn a good ranking and fame, must not be drunk by a few of you rabbit cubs! In this way, if you want to drink, just come to me, I Feng Tao still pointed to him to help export bird gas, you are not allowed to bother him! ”

As soon as he said this, the group of toasters with wine glasses began to go straight to Feng Tao's side again.

Xiao Yu, who was finally able to breathe, ate some food alone, sat there, and held his chin and smiled shallowly in the noise of them drinking.

How long has it been since I have been able to experience such a lively scene in person?

Every day, under someone's strict supervision, they practiced in the morning and in the evening.

Moreover, he actually practiced in that extremely abrasive way.

After grinding for so long, my internal strength seems to have grown a little, but is it useful?

The Jing Hongwei who was slapped away by himself, his real force value, I'm afraid it's really not enough.

Also, even Feng Tao didn't seem to have a hard time winning today.

Some people, in terms of practicing on their own, do they make a little fuss?

Or, he is subconsciously making a fuss about everything about himself?!

What is he doing this for?

Compared with Feng Tao, this guy is simply a deep cold pool that people can't see clearly.

Moreover, it is the deepest cold pool that makes people drown in it.

When thinking like this, Xiao Yu sighed slightly, reached out to take the wine jug, and poured a glass of wine for himself.

Raising the cup to his lips and drinking it, a shrill voice suddenly rang in his ears:

"Little Xianggong, it's so boring to drink this kind of stuffy wine here alone. Why don't you go over with your brother and have a few drinks with your brother? ”

Saying this, a fairly white hand was put down softly on Xiao Yu's shoulder.

Xiao Yu couldn't help but be shocked for a while:

Who is this man? When did you come in?

Even if you think about your mind while drinking, it's impossible to be unaware of everything around you!

Moreover, he could put his hand on her shoulder without any difficulty!

At the same time as a layer of dense cold sweat broke out at the corner of his forehead, Xiao Yu jumped up quickly, condensed a little bit of mental power, and waved his hand towards the person.

That pure mental power, the moment Xiao Yu waved his hand, there seemed to be a gust of wind that swept through the entire hall.

Many cups, plates and bowls on the table were pushed to the ground and shattered, leaving a mess all over the ground.

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