Gritting her teeth, Ling Xingyue also picked up the wine in front of her, since she couldn't hide it, then she just came to a simple one:

"Please!"

A word came out, and as soon as he raised his head, he poured the pot of wine down.

As soon as the wine hit the stomach, Ling Xingyue felt bad, a stream of hot and spicy, like a line of fire straight into the belly, this is not a dense osmanthus brew, not to mention a mellow immortal drunk, but a very high degree of extremely strong wine, I really don't know how they mastered this method of winemaking in this grassland, this wine feels like it is not brewed for people at all, it is almost the same for drunken cows.

This pound or so of liquor entered her stomach, Ling Xingyue's face immediately turned red, holding the table with one hand, her body had already begun to shake, her eyes were red, and she was already deeply drunk, but Ling Xingyue knew that she must not fall to the ground at this time, otherwise everything she had done before would be wasted.

Nursery Kuoda, the first battle of the meritorious service, knowing that it is necessary to take advantage of the victory to pursue, must put this Ming prince, put down in front of this big tent, this can be a shame, and a full glass of spirits poured on:

"Hot, please!"

This meaning is obvious, that is, let Ling Xingyue drink to the cup.

Ling Xingyue was barely supporting, the second cup could no longer be like the previous cup, drank it all, a small sip, with a large sip, four or five times in a row, before drinking a glass of wine, only to feel that the heat in the stomach had surged, a breath of wine wanted to come out of the mouth, but it was held down alive, a blue spark was faintly in the mouth, and the wine that wanted to be turned out was burned out.

These two glasses of wine went down to his stomach, and Tuo Er Kuoda also felt something, but it was far from his limit, looking at Ling Xingyue's swaying appearance, Tuo Kuoda felt that as long as he worked harder, he would definitely put him down in front of the big tent, what happened in the big tent today.

In a hurry, he picked up the third glass of wine:

"Your Excellency, please!"

After speaking, he drank it all, and then he began to shake, and the amount of alcohol he drank was indeed okay, but today he made a big taboo, and he thought that he was in a hurry, and he was a little anxious to drink, and he was a little dizzy after three glasses.

Although Ling Xingyue was shaky, but this third glass of wine, she still did not hesitate, took a sip, dried this cup, and gently put this cup next to her, her eyes did not blink, looking at Nursery Kuoda.

Nursery Kuoda is also drunk, looking at Ling Xingyue's fierce eyes, a wave of anger in his heart stirred up, you are a Han person, you actually look down on us grassland people at the wine table, unceremoniously served a glass of wine, this time I didn't even say a please, drank it dry, and put the cup on the table heavily, which means that it is you.

Ling Xingyue didn't look at him, she took a glass of wine in her hand, with a bitter face, and drank it in one sip again, with a red face.

Ling Xingyue's big glasses of wine were a few catties, his face was already red, and his body was swaying from side to side irregularly, but he just didn't pour, no matter how much Nursery Kuoda drank on the other side, he also followed with a lot of cups, and he was shaking from the beginning, and when he reached this sixth cup, it was still shaking.

The nursery on the opposite side is not so easy, from the beginning of a sip, now his hands are starting to shake a little, but the Han man on the opposite side just doesn't pour, just doesn't pour.

Finally arrived at the decisive seventh glass of wine, Nursery Kuoda, and Ling Xingyue were like two people standing in the wind, swaying, Nursery Kuoda had already held the table to stand firmly, but Ling Xingyue was still the same as at the beginning, but a pair of eyes became brighter and brighter as the wine became stronger and stronger.

This seventh cup, Ling Xingyue picked it up first, and looked at the swaying nursery Kuoda:

"Please!"

As soon as he raised his head, took a few sips, drank this cup of wine, put the wine glass down, and looked at Nursery Kuoda, how could Nursery Kuoda lag behind, pick it up and drink, but when he drank halfway, his body was uncontrollable, with twelve points of unwillingness, he fell into the dust, and the unfinished half cup of wine was sprinkled on the grassland.

All the grassland warriors in the banquet couldn't believe it, Tuo'er Kuoda's alcohol was also widely spread on the grassland, it was never an exaggeration to say that he was the god of wine, he had never seen him put down by anyone, looking at Ling Xingyue's body, it didn't look like a massive person, but whether you believe it or not, Tuo'er Kuoda was already lying on the ground, and Ling Xingyue was just a little shaky, he was a little shaky from the beginning, and he was still a little shaky, and even the amplitude of the shaking was not a few points larger.

Such an ending is also a big surprise for Dorunziger, I thought that letting Nursery Kuoda make a move would save the face of the grassland people, so that Ling Xingyue could hold back, but I didn't expect that he actually put Nursery Kuoda down, which was beyond Dorrenziger's expectations.

But looking at Ling Xingyue staggering, with a red and hot face, Duorenzig judged that Ling Xingyue was also a miserable victory, and if there was another glass, it would be poured, and his eyes turned downward, and naturally his subordinates understood, and the famous blogger of the grassland, Batu Jiri, walked forward with a wine glass in his hand.

Naturally, there were pro-soldiers at the bottom who took Nursery Kuoda down. Batu Jiri, walked to Ling Xingyue's table in a few steps, holding a glass of wine:

"Da Hot, I want to have a drink with you too." Ling Xingyue's eyes looked straight at this big man:

"You are?"

"Da Re, my name is Batu Jiri, and I am a famous warrior on this grassland?"

"Haha, your grassland is very interesting, the warrior is called by himself? Look at the streamers on you, you're a blogger. ”

"Yes, it's a big hit!"

"Then let's wrestle, and if you win me, I'll drink with you."

Saying that, he staggered over, although Batu Jiri wanted to fight with this Han prince, but in the face of such a person who had already drunk a little shaky, Batu Jiri still felt that he couldn't take such an advantage, even if he won, it would be disgraceful.

But before he could speak, Ling Xingyue, who had already drunk his head, had already walked over from behind the table, shook off the long clothes on his body, and staggered to Batu Jiri.

Batu Jiri looked up, the old fox Dorenziger nodded slowly, and made a gesture, meaning to let Batu Jiri not be too ruthless, and stop at the point, although this prince has a secret method and excellent knife skills, but blog wrestling, that looks at the strength of the body, one force down ten times, no matter how good your skills are, the lack of strength is also in vain. Although this Han prince is also in good shape, compared with Batu Jiri, it is two or three people worse.