Wang Teng asked for a big bowl, bowl after bowl of it all poured into his mouth, the golden cicada dew half a catty a bottle, and was drunk by Wang Teng for a while, this fierce drink, seeing that Xiao Er and the shopkeeper were dumbfounded, with the amount of alcohol of ordinary people, that is, drinking one more bottle, he would definitely be drunk, and no one had ever drunk this kind of wine with this big bowl.

Burning liquid ran down the throat. After a while, the stomach is filled with warm air. Wang Teng was really drunk this time. Even the renminbi that automatically purifies liquor was depressed by him. Bowl after bowl upside down. Gradually, even the two black guards who followed him to protect him seemed unnatural. Drinking like this really hurt him.

"It's already the eighth bottle, or else, let's convince it, right?" One of the men really can't drink it, you know, Wang Teng is only sixteen years old, no matter how noble his identity is, in the eyes of others he is just a teenager, even the black man who can drink the most can only drink five or six catties of liquor, and now, Wang Teng has dropped four catties, how can he stand it. "It's impossible, you forget, the minister has already told me that we can't show our faces unless the young master's life is in danger. ”

"Just watch the young master suffer?" "What can I do about it?" I think the young master is controlling his anger at the moment. After a while, he'll get drunk. We went up and took the young master back to the mansion and asked the doctor in the mansion to prescribe some hangover medicine. After drinking, he will get better. "The other one is back.

"Little Er, serve the wine~!" Wang Teng shook the wine bottle. There was no more alcohol in it. Xiao Er stepped aside and came back cautiously: "Guest, this golden cicada is very strong, it will hurt if you drink too much." You've drunk eight bottles in a row. Otherwise, we will remember you, will you drink again next time?" "After drinking~!" Wang Teng just picked up the bowl and poured it into his mouth.

"Get up, get up, get up~!" The shopkeeper waved his hand, Xiao Er had to pick up four bottles from behind the counter, Wang Teng lifted the bottle, pulled out the stopper, at this time, he didn't even need the bowl, he directly put his mouth up, his back and neck were fried, and after a while, a bottle of wine went down.

"Little Er, serve the wine~!" Xiao Er's face has been sluggish, Wang Teng's table is full of wine bottles, less than half an hour before and after, more than a dozen bottles of wine have been drunk, Wang Teng's face is flushed, and he patted the table and shouted:

"Well, I did. Xiao Er lowered his head and took out four more bottles of wine.

"Childe is a drunkard!" said a middle-aged man with a smile on his face clenched his fist, Wang Teng raised his head, smiled habitually, and then replied: "Do I know you?" "My son doesn't know me, but my young lady does." "The middle-aged man is back. "Hahaha, I miss your home, sit~!" Wang Teng stretched out his hand to invite.

The middle-aged man sat down, "I guess Childe can't guess who my young lady is?" Thinking of them, she sensed that something was wrong with them. Extraordinary, I want to talk to your son, and I hope to have a good talk with him. "Kiya," Wang Teng asked, putting down the bottle. The middle-aged man smiled and nodded. Wang Teng replied with a wry smile, "What else is there to talk about?" "This young lady was very anxious when she said this, and I could see that she regretted it, so if possible, it was best to let this young lady see it." ”

Wang Teng was enchanted. Kiya said to herself that she liked herself at first. Maybe, maybe she's just in a temporary atmosphere. "Okay, I'll go with you~!" Wang Teng staggered to his feet. A subtle smirk flashed across the face of the middle-aged man holding Wang Teng.

Usually, Wang Teng could see at a glance that this person was cheating, but at this time, he didn't have a clear and calm mind to think about these things. No hero, such as himself, can escape a word of love, let alone Wang Teng. At this time, Wang Teng, who had drunk a lot of strong alcohol, could barely support the drunkenness in the past. After careful consideration, he naturally couldn't. In Wang Teng's heart, this young lady must be Kiya. Naturally, she was stirred up by the thin rope in her heart and was carried out the door by a confused middle-aged man.

"Who's that?" the middle-aged man caught the attention of two black guards as soon as he entered the tavern, one of whom was immediately warned. "Well, I seem to know the young master who is laughing. "The other one is back. "Hey, he helped the young master out of the house. What are we going to do?" "Come on, keep up. "Two black guards slipped out and looked at the shops on the street as if nothing had happened.

The middle-aged man helped Wang get into a carriage, which slowly drove out of the street. "Don't worry, keep up with the carriage ahead!" the two black guards waved to a nearby carriage and opened the window. One of them said the handle of the handcart. The driver nodded with a whip, and the carriage began to run. Under the brim of the hat and on the driver's face, there was a long scar. It looks ferocious.

"Something is wrong. Go any further and you'll be out of town. Quick, report!" the window didn't close. The two men stared at the carriage in front of them for a moment. One of them looked nervous and said. "Okay~!" another black guard reached out and pulled something into his arms. At this moment, a black long sword came in silently from the front of the car and passed through his chest very accurately.

"Come on, Liu Er. The big man turned his head and said, and as soon as he turned his head, he saw his companion's eyes wide open. Look at it again, he is wearing a black long sword on his chest, "Liu Er~!" Dahan shouted angrily, his big hand pounced on his arm, "Poof~!" 1, Dahan's body is like paper, the slender black sword instantly passed through the car and was tied to Dahan's left chest, the speed was accurate and the strength was ruthless, Dahan didn't have the strength to fight back, and only muttered in his mouth: "Nine... Nine... Horizontal buckets... OMG!"

As soon as he lowered his head, blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and the whole man limped down in the carriage.

"Hmph, you two are so lucky to die under my red-eyed sword. "There is a straw hat handle outside in the palm of his hand, one hand controls the reins, and the other hand holds the black handle. The handles on the black carriage don't look strange. If you pull it out, you will find that it is an elongated black long sword, one meter and a half long and one and a half centimeters wide. The carriage slowly turned into a remote street not far from the city gates, and in a few moments a flame rose about ten feet high in the street.

When a fire breaks out in the street, the neighborhood is loud and noisy. There was shouting everywhere. People walked out of their homes and ran away with buckets in their hands. This is not far from the city gates. The janitor at the door looked at it. He was waiting for security. He didn't care too much. He told his deputy to take half of the soldiers to put out the fire. As soon as these people left, the guards at the gate were reduced by half, to only a few dozen.

After Wang Teng got into the car, before he could ask, the carriage shook, he was dizzy and drowsy, and suddenly he stretched out a hand from behind. The hand covered Wang Teng's nose with a towel. Wang Teng lost consciousness instantly, and the whole person collapsed to the ground. The middle-aged man sitting next to him corrected Wang Teng with a smile. From the outside, he looks like a drunk man coming home. The man hiding behind the carriage seat shrank back. The seats of the two-seater carriage were only less than half a meter behind.

There was a fire over there, and half of the soldiers were separated at the city gates. The examination was much more relaxed. After a while, the carriage will be released after it is stamped. "The door is open~!" The guard suddenly walked over, pointed to the car door, and covered his face. He hurriedly smiled and said, "My young master is drunk and is about to fall asleep." Look, if it's windy, it might not be good!" "Don't talk nonsense, talk about something, open it~!" The keeper is impatient.

The middle-aged man in the carriage heard the guard's words through the window, and hurriedly opened the car door with a smile: "Ye Jun, look, you are really drunk." Shou Jiang looked inside, and sure enough, a young man in black brocade was half-lying there, full of alcohol, looking at his expression, he really fell asleep.

"This year has passed, why are you still drinking like this?Go, go, go~!" The guard covered his nose impatiently, bowed his head and admired, at this time, a school officer behind the guard came over, the captain of the goods thief eyebrows, he was not a good person, the guard general's face gradually changed, it seemed to be a yin to yin posture.

The middle-aged man knew that if he looked at it, things would fail, so his hand slipped on the hilt of his sword. "Wait~!" shouted, with a wave of his hand, the antlers that had been half lifted were carried back again, the middle-aged man saw it, he could only run wildly, the sword "swished" out of the sheath, the wrist flicked, the sword came out of the fiery red fighting spirit, the guard looked at it, and immediately panicked, the master ~! scared him to draw his sword, but the middle-aged man's sword was extremely fast, almost distracting, the others jumped from the carriage to the ground, and then, the guard felt a force emerge from his waist, "bang" With a bang, the guard kicked the middle-aged man away and fell to the side of the fortification, "poof" was a few mouthfuls of blood.

"Poof~!" With a bang, the middle-aged man's sword pierced the throat of the school officer. The triangular eyes of the cargo are full of hesitation and confusion. He was muttering to himself when he died. Isn't it just to look at your beautiful clothes, collect some spare money, and earn some extra money?

"The talkative life is not long~!" The middle-aged man said coldly, pulling out his long sword, and the soldiers cringed one by one. However, it is their duty to guard the gates, and they do not know who is shouting. A group of soldiers rushed up with spears. The middle-aged man took a deep breath and swept the long sword forward, and the light wave several meters long flew out in an instant. After the explosion, the pool of blood was filled with people. Several survivors remained in the same place, holding antlers and bumpers of gates.

"Let's go!" the middle-aged man jumped into the carriage one by one, closed the door, raised his hands vigorously, and struck the reins the horse. The horse ate in pain, neighed, spread its hooves, and flew out. Soon after, a man wearing a straw hat and posing as a driver rushed out of the gate.