The master of Beiliang thinks that it is possible to get the Holy Son drunk by taking turns to toast?

Is it that the Holy Son is drunk, and he is in place?

If you are in place, you won't care that there are so few people coming today?

Don't care if the Holy Gate has such no status in Beiliang?

So, although there were not many people at the banquet, there were many people who came to toast.

But how could Xia Ji be afraid, he didn't refuse to come, how much you drink, how much I drink.

At first, everyone still drank from a cup, and slowly Xia Ji began to drink with a jar.

The wine poured down the cold side of the altar into the throat like a flame burning in the internal organs and burning.

Boom.

Boom.

Boom.

The sound of bodies falling to the ground sounded beside the Son, and then the sound of being dragged down.

This wine is a strong liquor, and there are many strong liquors in the Northland.

Therefore, people who come to toast often do not make it to the round.

The resentful brothers all toasted with the intention of death, and then got drunk one by one.

The Guru was utterly shocked.

But Xia Ji was still drinking, he didn't know how much he had drunk, the black and gold robe was full of wine, and the rich mellow fragrance emanated.

DUANG!

The Holy Son smashed an empty altar on the wooden table beside him, his black hair was tied into a simple braid at this time, and the tips of his hair were dyed with wine, his shoulders were scattered, his lips were slightly grinning, and he asked in a loud voice, "Who else?!"

Everywhere the gaze swept, everyone was shocked.

Looking at the mountain of wine jars behind the Holy Son, they swallowed their saliva one after another.

On the side, the head of the sect couldn't help it, he looked at the Holy Son, who was about the same age as his own son, and asked curiously: "Holy Son, is there a secret to drinking?"

Xia Ji smiled faintly: "There is no secret, it depends on talent." ”

Instructor: ...

But Xia Ji didn't lie, he just exchanged all the wine that entered his body into internal force, although it was only a few hours, but the key was that the wine was all processed.

Therefore, he has drunk it until now, but the more he drinks, the more refreshed he becomes.

"Teacher, come, let's drink. ”

Xia Ji took two wine jars and handed them to the palm of the sect.

A moment later.

Teach, pour.

Not long after, at the banquet, there were either people who did not dare to come to toast from a distance, or people who trembled "holding wine glasses and looking at the wine jar".

Xia Ji's last few jars of wine were not digested with "talent", so at this time, he felt a little warm in his body and a little drunk in his mind.

Looking up, I remembered that I had come to this completely different world, from the initial fear and caution, to the current achievements.

He couldn't help but tilt his head and laugh out loud.

For a time, the arrogance was dry, and everyone around was moved.

I just feel that this person is really a hero in the world.

After three rounds of drinking, only the Holy Son sat alone.

At his feet were crawling a bunch of people who were either vomiting, going drunk, or shouting "I'm not drunk, I'm not drunk."

Suddenly, the sound of horses' hooves was heard outside the capital.

Hurried voices resounded through the streets, accompanied by heralds chanting "Get out of the way, get out of the way."

Xia Ji looked sideways at his master, and suddenly asked, "There are many troops in Beiliang, why didn't anyone from the Great Wei army arrive at today's banquet?"

Speaking of this, a hint of hatred flashed on the master's face, "General Tie Xiao is very majestic, and we sent him to sincerely invite his disciple to call him back, and he said that he didn't have time.

If he doesn't come, no one in the military will dare to come. ”

"Don't have time?" Xia Ji frowned slightly.

Taking advantage of the wine, the master also said directly: "Yes, this Tie Xiao General has always believed that his father's death has nothing to do with our Holy Gate, so he has never been false to us, at most the well water does not interfere with the river water.

Today is not bad, usually when our Holy Gate has something to go to him, he always replies with the word 'roll', and then blasts out our Holy Gate disciples.

I went to him to theorize, and he actually set up a banquet full of swords and axes, invited me to a seat, and the hall was even more unkind to the old man.

My Holy Gate disciple needs to be trained, and the old man went to him with a shy face and asked him to arrange for the disciple to go out with the parade army to kill the bandits, but he also directly refused.

This person is truly hateful!"

Then, the master told the story of Guan Shan's misuse ten years ago, Si Wuxie saved the scene, and the general Tiexiong was infamous as it was, and then began to pour bitter water non-stop.

Xia Ji's expression became colder and colder the more he listened.

What does this have to do with my Holy Gate?

Isn't it too much of a deception?

With the help of wine, he suddenly got up, looked back, and said with some smoke: "Borrow a knife." ”

The junior sisters quickly rushed forward, "Holy Son, use my sword." ”

"Let's go, use mine!"

"Use mine!!"

Xia Ji, who was surrounded by a hundred flowers, took a long knife at random, stepped out, and the person was already in front of the banquet door.

The master was startled and was about to say something, but the young man in front of the banquet suddenly disappeared.

The next moment, he appeared directly on his side, bending over slightly, and the smell of wine was smoking, "By the way, Guan Shan is in that direction?"

The guru seemed to understand what he meant, and hurried to persuade him.

Beiliang's army is the most elite of the Great Wei, and they fight with thieves all year round, making them almost thieves.

Savage, iron-blooded, that's their style.

But in the face of Xia Ji's scorching gaze, the master still couldn't resist opening his mouth: "Go out of the north gate of Qishui City, follow the official road, travel a hundred miles, and then pick the official road in the middle at the fork in the road, and then inquire along the road, you can reach the border of Guanshan." ”

After saying that, the guru regretted it.

Then, he could no longer see Xia Ji's shadow.

The young man held the knife, the black and gold robe danced fiercely, and he stepped out in one step, and the speed of the monster at the end of the world came out.

Although the True Qi version can only make him a hundred and ten feet, it is also terrifying.

The people in the city only saw the ghostly young man's black hair rising back, and they arrived at the north gate in a moment.

In front of the north gate, the soldiers defending the city were standing straight.

Tie Xiao is very strict in governing the army, and this style has become the military soul of Beiliangzhou.

Therefore, the two young soldiers guarding the city, although they were tired, and although no one was watching, they still stood as straight as a pine tree in the cold wind of the north.

In the distance, they saw a young man in a black and gold robe coming from afar.

One moment, the young man was still at the end of their sight, and the next moment he was already beside him, and the two little soldiers were about to speak, but they found that the words had not come out, and the young man was already outside the city, thousands of meters away.

The two little soldiers looked at each other in shock, and then looked, where was the shadow of the young man.

In the air, only a faint aroma of wine remains.

In the long wind of the Northland, the heat of midsummer is washed away.

The further north you go, the more remote and desolate it becomes.

The mountains are verdant, like towering swords, and the swords are lined up in two formations, and between the arrays and rows, you can occasionally see ox carts with wheels rolling to the north, or the armored cavalry of the squad, holding simple knives, non-stop.

Then, both the merchants in the ox carts and the cavalrymen saw the young man, whose black and gold robe was like a starry night, burning backwards with his black hair dyed with wine.

He was like a gust of wind that swept by, leaving everyone behind.

After several inquiries, Xia Ji arrived at the gate of Guanshan.

The door was closed, and the soldiers defending the city at the head of the wall stood like iron statues, unwavering.

Trample!

Xia Ji stood still, his boots fell and stepped on the dust in front of this Xiongguan, it was almost dusk at this time, and the mountains and sky were between half dark and half light.

"Tie Xiao, get out!!"

The wind was fierce, passing through Guanshan and enveloping the boy.

As soon as the words fell, there was a dense sound of footsteps on the city wall, and hundreds of strong bows turned around.

But the boy was unmoved, he waited quietly.

A moment later, a young general stood at the head of the somewhat gloomy wall and raised his voice and asked, "Bold fanatic, who are you, dare to come here to provoke my Great Wei Tie General?!"

Xia Ji said lightly: "I counted to ten, and Tie Xiao couldn't come out, so I came in." ”

The young general's expression was cold, "Maniac, what a maniac!"

He raised his hand and said, "If you dare to take a step forward, I will let people shoot arrows, weigh it, don't kill your own way." ”