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Under the oppressive rule of the Fire Elemental Lords, the daily life of the Black Iron Dwarves is boring, and only alcohol and gladiatorial fighting can stimulate their increasingly numb nerves.

This time, the brewing competition between Lao Chen and Colin Spirits has been stirred up in the entire Dark Furnace City because of the promotion of people with hearts. When Drunken Wind followed Lao Chen to Dark Furnace City, and after the good deeds discovered them, the entire Dark Furnace City was boiling.

Faced with the fanatical Black Iron Dwarf, Drunken Wind even had the illusion that he had become a big star.

You must know that Lao Chen didn't notify his arrival in advance, all of this was spontaneously organized by the Black Iron Dwarf after seeing the two of them in Black Stone Mountain!

And when the two pandamen finally squeezed into the bar, the big names in the entire Darkhearth were already waiting here - and, if Drunken Wind was not mistaken, the one sitting in the middle of the tasting table seemed to be Dagran Thorrison......

That's right, the drooling guy sitting in the middle of the table marked with a tasting seems to be the current king of the Black Iron Dwarves! In front of him lay a "small" oak barrel, which seemed to be a dwarven drinking utensil—a barrel that could weigh at least three or five pounds.

Due to the large number of onlookers, a good game inexplicably turned into a drinking party, and it was the highest level - when the host of General Angover's cameo announced the start of the drinking party, the whole Black Iron Bar began to revelry!

I saw Colin Spirits take out a pair of sledgehammers from under the counter and walk towards Lao Chen menacingly. Just when the drunken wind was secretly on guard, Colin raised his head vigorously, pointed his nostrils at Lao Chen, and snorted.

Imagine what it would be like for a guy half shorter than you to try to glare at you through his nostrils.

Lao Chen's face was full of embarrassment, and Zuifeng couldn't stand up with a smile anymore.

Fortunately, Colin Spirits didn't continue to be brain-wrenching, and he went straight to the neatly stacked barrels on the side and brandished his hammer.

The wine stoppers were broken one after another, and the yellow and clear black iron spirits gushed out directly under the action of air pressure. Due to the right angle, the gushing of spirits rushed directly into the tasting table and poured into the kegs in front of each judge!

When the juryers' casks were filled, the jetted columns became smaller. At this time, the onlookers rushed up, took out all kinds of magical drinking utensils from various magical positions, and began to scramble for the black iron spirits.

Drunken Wind even saw a soldier take off his helmet directly, raised his elbow with grinned teeth, forced back the people around him, and snatched a helmet full of black iron spirits.

……………………

"Hiccup~"

"Hiccup~"

The black iron dwarves burped one after another, and the hot black iron spirits made the black dwarves almost forget that they still had old wine to taste.

Zuifeng and Lao Chen glanced at each other, and frowned in unison.

So that's Colin Spirits' trick!

There is undoubtedly a lot of stock of Black Iron Spirits, and this time he tried his best to make the drinking party very large, just to make the Dark Furnace City empty.

If Colin Spirits satisfies everyone's cravings, and old drinks are not enough, then victory or defeat is not just determined by the quality and taste of the wine.

You must know that there are not many stocks of storm tequila brewed by Lao Chen, and it is not a big problem to satisfy the five people at the tasting table, but it is impossible to satisfy all the black iron dwarves present.

Realizing that Lao Chen was in trouble, Colin Spirits walked over with a mocking face.

"How's it going, Pandaman? Where's your wine? It can't be too little, right? Sissies aren't welcome at the Black Iron Bar - don't you think? ”

"yes!"

"Bring the wine!"

"Don't just take a sip!"

……

Just when Lao Chen was at a loss, looking at Dagran Sorison with an expectant face, the drunken wind suddenly had an idea.

"Of course there's wine—don't you mind if I pour the bar?"

As he spoke, Drunken Wind simply took the storm spirit barrel in Lao Chen's hand.

In everyone's anticipation, Drunken Wind slapped the stopper of the Storm Spirits Barrel and pulled out a scroll.

The gushing of golden liquor misted in the hands of the drunken wind, outlining a picture on the blank scroll.

Displaced Black Iron Dwarves, rampaging Fire Elemental Lords; The black iron laborers who work hard to mine, and the fire demon who wields a leather whip......

With the help of the Traveling Scholar's Scroll, Drunken Wind used Storm Tequila to sketch a picture of the black iron of the Dark Furnace City struggling to survive under the oppression of the fire element.

The noisy Black Iron Bar suddenly became extremely silent.

The Black Iron Dwarves are arrogant and cunning, but that is not to say that they have no complaints about Ragnaros' rule.

Dagran Thorrison's hands were clenched, and his eyes were red as he watched the familiar scene on the scroll.

The Thorrison the Great still remembers when his father summoned Ragnaros.

The flames of the sky engulfed everything, and the roar of the rolling lava coaled into one sound—let the flames purify everything!

Looking at the devastated city of Thorrisen, little Thorrison really wanted to fight the Fire Demon King, even if it was at the hands of Ragnaros.

But his father's dying words calmed him down.

"I was wrong, I summoned a power that is not of this world. Child, take this as a warning, and go down with the black iron......"

In order to survive, the Black Iron Dwarves gave up their pride.

Looking at the drunken wind that sketched one picture after another, Emperor Thorrison gritted his teeth. He stood up directly.

"No need to keep pouring wine, Panda - you won!"

A winemaking competition came to an end in a different way.

The elated Black Iron Dwarves leave the Black Iron Bar with red eyes, while Colin Spirits hands over a precious barrel to Chen, and Drunken Wind and Thorrison the Great get together for an exchange.

Lao Chen, who left the Black Iron Bar, had two barrels under his armpits and hummed unknown tunes along the way.

Drunken Wind also achieved his goal and breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally walked out of the abyss of the black stone, Lao Chen couldn't help but ask Zui Feng: "Where are you going to do things now?" ”

"Something?" Drunken Wind shook his head, "No, no, no, I'm going back to the Blackstone Tower to make up a big wedding for Onexia." ”

"Oh, the wedding...... Wait a minute, wedding?! Lao Chen finally remembered something, and he hurriedly ran over to the outside of the Black Rock Mountain.

"Hey! Lao Chen! Why are you going? Drunken Wind was stunned.

"See you later! I remembered that my brother's wedding was almost the day, and if I didn't make it back to Lost Island in time, he would kill me, and I'm sorry I couldn't attend your wedding - next time I'll please! (To be continued.) )