"Wait, I've never heard of anything like it! What heaven and earth burned out? So fierce? ”

The dwarven brother Gui was a little unhappy and began to glare at the boss.

Although this matter has nothing to do with him, the drunkards in the world are basically this virtue, and subconsciously feel that they are the boss of everything, and they want to get involved in everything, and they can't be reasonable.

The other brothers also started to coax, and some were even so drunk that they couldn't figure out what was going on, so they just followed the coaxing.

All kinds of strange commotion came and went, and it was so lively.

"You even know that the legendary wine world has burned out...... Do you want to draw your sword too? ”

The boss glanced at the emperor meaningfully, and suddenly, the only remaining single eye burst out with a very powerful essence.

What?

Is there a sword? What's the situation?

Huang Taiyi was so shocked that he didn't know whether to continue to hold his breath, and there was a trace of shock on his face.

There are really accidents everywhere in the world, as long as you live, you can always encounter new things, I thought that things like the holy sword were complete nonsense, and I didn't have any hope, I just wanted to see what was boring there, but I didn't expect such a big secret to be buried.

Could it be that Uncle Boss was really a brave man or something, sealing the weapon that accompanied him through many ups and downs in his old age? Possibly, there can be such a setting.

"Old man, what did you say about drawing your sword?"

"Can you eat it?"

Without waiting for the emperor to answer, the many mosaic brothers who were full of interest asked first.

"It has nothing to do with you, it's an opportunity that needs to be gambled with life, equal to the weight of life."

The boss's attention was completely focused on Huang Taiyi, and he didn't pay too much attention to the questioning of those passers-by.

"Please."

Huang Taiyi didn't talk much nonsense, signaling that the boss could come out immediately if he had any tricks, and he would follow it at any time.

The mood of the Mosaic brothers is still high, even if they are left out in the cold, it doesn't matter, anyway, they are all simply self-congratulatory.

"Let's get started."

The boss didn't explicitly say that he wouldn't let the onlookers or know where he was hiding, but the bar made of extremely heavy metal was deformed and twisted in plain sight, and a square table was raised and fixed to the rest of the bar, forming a shape similar to the podium of the Games.

On the raised platform, there was a hilt of a sword.

The mosaic brothers went crazy when they saw such a sight, cheered loudly and drank happily, and they didn't know why they were so happy.

Even Huang Taiyi was a little overwhelmed, after all, he was a little nervous now, no matter what he saw, the first impression was that this thing was unreliable.

"Only by passing the most severe trial can you have the qualification to draw a sword, and the trial of this brave man is that the heavens and the earth are burned out."

The boss's expression suddenly became extremely sacred and serious, and even his body became several times larger than usual under the bonus of momentum, steadily overpowering the mosaic brothers.

"That's a ......"

Huang Taiyi has no desire to complain at all now, brave man, right? He just said the brave, right? All of a sudden, a very remarkable setting popped up, and this is the charm of another world, because everything is unknown, and the ghost knows what strange things will appear if you are not careful.

However, the story of drawing a sword has a long history, for example, the whole village pretends that they can't draw their swords, and let the most upright wronged head draw their swords to fight the demon king or something, which is a very common setting.

…… No, it doesn't seem to be that way.

"Weak people who don't even have the consciousness to give up their lives should not challenge."

The boss held in both hands what was supposed to be a pot, and gently placed it on the table where the sword was inserted, which was actually placed in the drawer under the table.

"Huh? Old man, why do you say that we are weak? Tell you, I'm also a well-known winemaker, how can I know if I don't try it! ”

The dwarven bloodline brother Gui is obviously very angry now, crooked his neck in front of the boss, and glared at him with all his strength, because he really used a lot of strength, so his neck has been twisted to a degree that is difficult for ordinary people to do, worthy of dwarf blood, although I don't know if there is a connection between these two things.

"Okay."

The boss nodded lightly and opened the lid of the pot, the spout inside was extremely narrow, he lifted the pot and tilted it slowly.

A drop of dark green liquid dripping from the narrow spout onto the top of a table.

Snort –

With barely any lingering time, the liquid quickly burned through the table and dripped to the ground.

Snort –

There was an extra round hole in the ground, and the edge was still bubbling white, and the inside was pitch black I don't know how deep.

None of the mosaic brothers who bent down on the ground to look at the hole dared to speak, and suddenly fell into a deep silence, leaving only the ability to make eye contact with each other.

The dwarven brother pulled out a super-long roll of fishing line from a pile of clothes and showed it to the other brothers.

The Mosaic brothers nodded in unison.

Little by little, the line was put in from the hole, and after a half-ring, the dwarven brother pulled the line up.

"It's already at the level of groundwater......

The dwarven brother touched the fishing line that had been wet, and announced to everyone with a heavy face.

“……”

There was still no mosaic brother who dared to speak, and everyone's faces showed terrible expressions, some were pale, some were blue, and the common denominator was that their faces were drunk red.

"I mean, this thing is a dissolved liquid! It's going to die! Drink it and you'll die! What the hell! ”

The dwarven bloodline brother finally broke the silence in the air and roared loudly.

"How else will the heavens and the earth burn out?"

The boss looked up at him with disdain and shook his head.

"This ......"

The dwarven brother opened his mouth wide and had nothing to say.

"So, at what cost?"

Huang Taiyi said this uncontrollably, but his voice was too small for anyone to hear.

It's good, it's said that this line is really uncomfortable.

But if you want to draw your sword, do you really want to drink it? I don't really want to drink it.

In fact, Huang Taiyi's swordsmanship is not very powerful, and he is best at hand-to-hand combat, but when ordinary people hear that there is such a thing as a legendary holy sword, can they not be curious? I definitely want to get my hands on it, and as for what happens after that, I don't have to think about it.

The boss put the lid of the pot upside down on the table, and with trembling hands, he poured the lid of the pot and burned it out, and suddenly, a strong smell of alcohol like a biochemical weapon lost its shackles and flew in all directions.

The few mosaic brothers closest to the lid of the pot are all heroes who are not drunk in the true sense of the word, but at this time, their eyes rolled and fell to the ground.

The emperor glanced at the boss again and again, and he didn't know when he put on the equipment similar to a gas mask, as if this strange pot could suppress the corrosiveness and smell of the heaven and earth burned out, and only after pouring it out could it show its true power.

Do you want to drink it?

Huang Taiyi did not hesitate at all, and walked to the lid of the pot heroically and picked it up.

Who's afraid of whom.