Sang Luo was stunned at this moment, his eyes fixed on the bald head, and until now he hadn't reacted to what was going on.

Not only him, but everyone in Baihua Village who knew him was all confused at the moment.

In their hearts, Sang Luo is the most powerful warrior of the younger generation.

It stands to reason that even if he loses, he should fight with the other party in the dark.

But what the hell was that? The most powerful fighter of the young generation in Baihuazhai was knocked out by someone else? Everyone couldn't accept this fact for a while, and they needed to let their minds relax.

The bald head saw Sang Luo looking at himself blankly, and handed him the jar with a smile: "Don't be stunned, you see how considerate I am, I know that you must be thirsty." Drink it quickly and moisten your throat. ”

Sang Luo finally returned to reality, he touched his chest, and looked at the extremely viscous liquid in the jar, especially the yellow, yellow, white and white color inside, he almost vomited it on the spot.

"You, you...... Don't deceive people too much. Sang Luo shivered and looked at the bald head.

The bald head smiled evilly: "Oh, why did it become that I deceived people too much?" Didn't you just shout the most? Say that you are the first warrior of the younger generation, and the words you speak are more precious than gold. How, now to repent, when what you say is a fart? ”

Sang Luo's face turned red and white, and he glared at his bald head viciously: "It's just a joke, do you want to take it seriously?" ”

"So, you're trying to play tricks?" The bald head has an innocent expression.

In the crowd of onlookers, some people couldn't stand it anymore and spoke: "Sang Luo, why are you so shameless?" You were the one who shouted the most just now, how dare you do it now? ”

A young girl smiled: "I said a long time ago that Sang Luo is not a man, he just looks okay on the outside, but in fact he is a coward in his bones, how can he be worthy of Sister Hua?" ”

"I really misjudged him before, and I thought he was a man. I didn't expect to be so cowardly, and I didn't dare to realize the bets I made. ”

"Be careful in the future, don't give him your back when you go out hunting. If a beast comes, this guy must get out of the way immediately. ”

The voices in the crowd grew louder and louder, and some of the people who had previously supported Sang Luo also began to point fingers at him, and their eyes were full of disdain.

Although these tribal warriors were not regular soldiers, they also valued honor.

In their world, the words spoken are ironclad, and if they can't even say their own words, then the person will be despised by the whole tribe.

Sang Luo's eyes were full of complexity, and he was asked to drink the contents of the jar, but he refused from the bottom of his bones.

Can that stuff really be drunk? Are you sure you won't die if you drink it?

But if he didn't drink it, it was obvious that his reputation in the village would plummet in the future.

Not to mention that the men no longer believe in themselves, even the women despise themselves.

He quietly turned his head and just saw Sister Hua standing in the crowd, looking at him with contempt.

Sang Luo's heart twitched violently, even Sister Hua looked down on him, that was the woman he loved the most, his heart was dripping blood.

"Who said I won't drink it, bring it!" Sang Luo took the jar in the bald hand.

In order to continue to mix in Baihuazhai in the future, he closed his eyes and poured all the liquid in the jar into his mouth.

"Vomit ....."

He retched as he drank the sticky stuff, especially the feeling of the liquid slowly flowing in his throat, and his stomach churned even more.

Seeing that Sang Luo really drank the contents of the jar, some girls with a shallow appetite couldn't help but be nauseous, and ran to a place where no one was waiting to retch.

Even Sister Hua couldn't hold back, and followed everyone to the corner and vomited.

This scene is so disgusting, just urine is enough, but there is still thick phlegm mixed with countless people, can this thing be digested in the stomach?

Sang Luo drank the contents of the jar in one gulp, and slammed the jar on the ground with his hand.

His face was flushed, and he glared at his bald head viciously: "Lao Tzu has finished drinking, and he is willing to lose the bet." ”

The bald head smiled and said, "It's not over yet, you still have to kneel down and kowtow to call me grandpa." If it's good, I'll treat you to the sticky eight-treasure porridge later, which is guaranteed to taste better than the old phlegm just a few decades ago. ”

It's okay not to mention the bald head, but the mention of the old phlegm made Sang Luo immediately feel the yellow, yellow and white liquid flowing through his throat.

His stomach was tumbling for a while, and he couldn't bear the nausea anymore, so he covered his mouth and ran desperately out of the crowd.

The bald head laughed behind him: "Hey, you still kowtow to me and call grandpa." Come back quickly, grandpa loves you. ”

The crowd of onlookers erupted in laughter, and many whistled at Sanglu's back.

Sang Luo's popularity among the younger generation is not very good, because he is too proud, so he always looks down on his peers and always treats them as subordinates.

Therefore, except for some peers who have a good relationship with him, the rest of the people in the village do not like him.

At this time, there are more people who gloat at the sight of him making a fool of himself than those who sympathize with him.

In the crowd, Fang Fang shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Your subordinates are really good at playing, but they killed Sang Luo's sharp spirit fiercely, and let him know what it means to have people outside the sky." ”

Lin Feiyang glanced at his head with appreciation, turned his head and looked at Fang Fang with a smile: "The subordinates of the master of Fang Zhai are also very good, at least they dare to act and dare to act, they are a man." ”

Fang Fang pursed his lips and smiled, turned and walked towards the mountain.

"Mr. Lin, come with me, I think you probably have a lot of questions for me."

Lin Feiyang fell, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and followed Fang Fang towards the mountain.

This time, he stayed in Fang Ke's room until evening.

This seemingly weak woman was full of defense, but Lin Feiyang finally gained a little trust from her before leaving.

But Fang Ke didn't tell him where the Murong family's nest was, the reason was very simple, Fang Ke didn't want Lin Feiyang to involve Baihua Village.

Lin Feiyang felt that there would be no substantive progress today, but as long as he was in Baihuazhai for one day, there would definitely be clues.

Lin Feiyang said goodbye to Fang Fang, and after going out, the sunset had already set in the sky.

A young female warrior walked up and smiled evilly: "Mr. Lin, congratulations..."

Lin Feiyang was stunned: "Congratulations to me?" ”

The female warrior pursed her lips and smiled: "Congratulations on tying the knot with the owner of the village." ”

Lin Feiyang had a black line on his head, and coughed dryly: "I know that I am studying calligraphy and painting with your village master, what are you thinking?" ”

The female warrior laughed and said: "The owner of the village hates the most is that men stay in her house, and in our entire village, no man stays in her house for more than five minutes." And you've been there for a few hours, and you think I'm going to congratulate you? ”

Lin Feiyang was stunned for a moment, and looked back at the corner tower that Fang Ke Ke could have.

Thinking back to the woman's smile, my heart couldn't help but tremble.

"Be careful, though." The female warrior suddenly reminded: "Because, someone has begun to hate you." ”

(End of chapter)