The drunkard is here to step on Jiangyang.

Although the Wine Sect was separated from the Medicine Sect, it was not allowed for a Medicine Sect junior to talk about returning to the Sect so casually and with great fanfare.

If this matter is simple, it will not be possible to be like this for more than 10,000 years.

Qingyu is here to care for his junior brother.

Before the disciples of the Medicine Sect were in Jiangyang, he was the only one who entered the WTO, and after joining the WTO, he did not have the identity of the Medicine Sect on the surface.

When I arrived in the Qin State this time and heard about Jiang Yang, no matter what Jiang Yang dared to be so arrogant, as a senior brother, I had to take good care of it and support it.

Before being thrown out by Jiang Yang, he felt that his strength and seniority could make Jiang Yang happily call him senior brother, and he could help Jiang Yang solve some problems.

Right now...... Regardless of whether the strength is enough or not, the elders and young must be separated first.

Qingyu worked hard for seven days, reaching the 3,000th place on the martial arts list, and the 100th place away from Jiangyang, it was like a sky and a place, and he was embarrassed to knock on the door.

Now that the drunkard has appeared, it is tantamount to sending charcoal in the snow, and the female prison sends strong men.

The drunkard approached, and Qingyu unconsciously raised her body a little, and her expression was also very cold.

"I am Jiang Yang's senior brother, Jiang Yang's senior brother is researching new drugs, and I want to challenge, so I took it."

The drunkard glanced at Qingyu, and his tone was very flat, "You are not qualified enough." ”

“……”

With a simple sentence of one person, the hatred value soars directly, and the battle begins.

In this battle, the roar and explosion continued, and the building was guarded by the emperor's grace, which was not destroyed, but it was also a variety of vibrations.

As a result of the battle, the drunkard was beaten, and the gourd on his back was almost blown up.

"I don't like you people who pretend to be beep." Thinking of Jiang Yang saying, 'I am your ancestor', Qingyu was angry in his heart, and he was very unhappy with the gourd that the drunkard was carrying.

The backpack can put things, but a gourd has to be carried, interesting?

Alcoholics are psychologically aggrieved, I have the strength and ability, what's wrong with a little hobby? I just want people to recognize me at a glance wherever I go, what's wrong with it?

The world is so big, can't people's vanity be satisfied?

Women are only allowed to wear a bunch of jewelry, and I am not allowed to carry a gourd?

If you can win against Qingyu, the drunkard must beat Aoki naked.

At the end of the battle, Qingyu flew towards Zhuge Yun with a smile on his face, and when he arrived in front of Zhuge Yun, he happily asked, "I'm ranked eighty-seven, right?" ”

If you want to hear Jiang Yang call me senior brother, I can't wait.

Zhuge Yun shook his head, "The drunkard is to make wine to enter the list, and winning the battle cannot replace the ranking, you have to win in winemaking." ”

“……”

Qingyu's cold eyes looked at the drunkard, and the drunkard's eyes were full of anger at Qingyu.

"I won, you give me a week of naked running in Xianyang." The drunkard gritted his teeth.

"If you lose, then never carry a gourd for me again." Qingyu sneered.

The sparks burned, and the comparison of grapefruit and alcoholic began to begin.

When it comes to dignity, the two of them started by taking out the best materials to make the highest recipes they mastered.

The time of brewing wine is much longer than the time of refining medicine and cooking, and in four days, the wine has not been successfully brewed, and the aroma of wine has filled most of Xianyang City.

And under the smell of this wine, countless players and NPCs are attracted to it.

"The showdown between the Medicine Sect and the Wine Sect has also begun, does the Medicine Sect really want the Wine Sect and the Food Sect to return to the Sect?"

At the top of a tall building, No. 68 stood with a girl on tiptoe.

No. 68 came to wait for Jiang Yang to hand over his weapons, and the little girl came to wait for her own weapons.

"Do you know who's going to win?" Number 68 asked the little girl with a light smile.

"I don't know, I don't want to think about it, I just want to drink both jugs of wine now." The little girl snorted and sucked, eager to fly to the two jugs of wine now.

"Then you can try it later and see if you can be a referee." No. 68 smiled, these two pots of wine are not good, she also wants to drink them, but her identity must be that she can't drink these two pots of wine even if she has money.

"Zhuge Yun will give it to me!" The little girl looked at Zhuge Yun and showed an innocent smile.

This smile is very beautiful, but Zhuge Yun in the distance is trembling, and a very bad premonition rises from the bottom of his heart.

"Is something big going to happen?"

than the fifth day of wine.

"Jiang Yang, who do you say will win?" Zhuge Yan put down the teapot and turned to Jiang Yang, the clear movement in his eyes was like that of a primary school student seeking knowledge.

"The drunkard of the wine sect." Jiang Yang replied to Zhuge Yan casually, and also picked up the weapon to build the last step.

I looked at it, and there was a look of surprise on my face.

Weapons: Rapier.

Name: Unnamed.

Attributes: Unopened.

Sharpness: 0/1000.

The sword that is crafted seems to be good to a certain extent, and the attributes do not come out directly, but need to be sharpened.

The opening degree is 1,000, how to get the opening edge, Jiang Yang doesn't know yet.

"Now it is said that the wine brewed by the two is equal, and it is difficult to distinguish between winning and losing, how do you determine that the alcoholic idiot can win?" Zhuge Yan asked curiously.

Jiang Yang smiled and said, "The two of them have the ability to make wine, but when the drunkard is in the middle of winemaking, he drops a drop of wine into the wine, and under the influence of this drop of wine, the wine he brews has exceeded his own ability, and he won the grapefruit." ”

"You can smell it!" Zhuge Yan was amazed, and his eyes became brighter when he looked at Jiang Yang.

Jiang Yang didn't answer Zhuge Yan's words, and began to pack up the tools he had built, and after cleaning up, Jiang Yang asked Zhuge Yan, "Do you know how to open weapons?" “”。

"The weapon you just built needs to be sharpened?" Zhuge Yan was stunned, Jiang Yang's question was like a thunderbolt ringing in her ears.

"Well, it takes a thousand edges."

“……”

Zhuge Yan's heart pounded.

With a thousand edges, how long has it been since there has been such a weapon in Xianyang City?

Outside the house, the green grapefruit and the drunkard brewing have been completed successively, and the text descriptions of the two pots of wine are similar, to determine whether they win or lose, they can only be determined if they have drunk it, and only the Zhuge family, who has a list book in the body, can be determined.

Anything that permanently changes the effect of the body will have different effects depending on the body, and it will also vary depending on the number of times it is consumed.

Even if two servings of medicine, wine and food are exactly the same, the effect will be different if you eat one after the other.

If you want the correct result, only the list book of the Zhuge family will give a judgment.

In the competition between Qingyu and the drunkard, Zhuge Yun was the referee, and he drank the two pots of wine, and he decided who won and lost.

Of course, this is not free, Zhuge Yun has to pay for materials.

Qingyu and the drunkard walked towards Zhuge Yun, and the countless eyes around them also turned to Zhuge Yun.

You can drink two glasses of wine like this just for the material money...... It's all envy, jealousy, and hatred when you think about it.

And when the two of them put the two pots of wine in front of Zhuge Yun, a little girl also fell to Zhuge Yun's side lightly.

"Brother Yun, can I drink these two pots of wine on my behalf?"

The voice of "......" made Zhuge Yun's body tremble.

And at this time, a figure appeared behind Zhuge Yun, "Maybe not." ”