Fortunately, at this time, Ao Ling Kite heard the sound, moved Chen Yifan to the bed, and calmly touched Xi'er's head.

"Don't worry! It's okay. "That's the only thing, she's not worried at all.

Because she knows very well that getting drunk is nothing more common to Chen Yifan, and getting drunk is not a blow.

"Where's Bacchus?" When Chen Yifan woke up, he looked at Ao Ling Kite, who was lying on the side of the bed, in a daze, and asked.

He had just woken up, and his mind was still a little foggy.

And Ao Ling Kite, although he calmly said that he didn't have to worry, he stayed and took care of it after all.

Ao Ling Kite looked at him resentfully: "I have poured you two large barrels of sobering soup, if you don't wake up, I will call the police!" ”

"Hehe...... " Chen Yifan laughed twice, knowing that Ao Lingyuan was joking with him.

After all, where is the police here?

Presumably the god of wine must have left in a hurry, right? It's a pity that I was drunk and didn't see it.

In the next few days, Chen Yifan couldn't do anything, so he was reckless with the god of wine.

The day after he woke up, the god of wine came directly with a bowl of clear wine.

As soon as this wine comes to the end, it is really fragrant, and you can smell it from afar.

Except for a little bit of wine, which is the floral taste.

Knowing that Chen Yifan was so "undrinkable", the god of wine simply improved it with the flower wine he had made specifically for his "little girlfriends".

"This time it was brewed for ninety-nine eighty-one days, and I don't believe ......"

"Bang!" Before the wine myth was finished, Chen Yifan had already poured his respects first.

"Hey...... You! Bacchus was stunned, and then a strong sense of decadence came over him.

He's really too spicy chicken, too spicy chicken!

Looking at the flowers and wine sprinkled on the ground, the god of wine turned around silently, calmly faced, and left here without saying a word.

What went wrong?

On the fifth day, Bacchus came again.

On the tenth day, Dionysus came.

On the seventeenth day, the god of wine came.

On the twenty-eighth day, the god of wine came.

On this day, Chen Yifan finally didn't drink the god of wine anymore and even abandoned his original intention, the taste was as light as a new brew of beer, and looked at the god of wine suspiciously: "I suspect that you are taking revenge on me, but I have no evidence!" ”

"Are you okay? I really can't get a drunken drink, so let's admit defeat! ”

"No shame! After all, when it comes to drinking, I haven't been afraid of anyone! ”

Although victory was in sight, Chen Yifan was not as happy as he expected.

After all, he was the one who was drunk!

Just get drunk every once in a while, who can stand it?

Moreover, after a month or two, Chen Yifan competed with the old men and ladies every day, and felt that his strength had made great progress.

Even if it's a head-to-head fight, it should be able to fight with the god of wine who has drunk.

The god of wine looked at Chen Yifan, who was holding his own wine and could still speak loudly and unashamedly, he was simply full of hair and glared angrily.

You're so good enough, you've never been afraid of anyone when you drink, no one has been afraid of you at all, right?

"Give Lao Tzu a drink!" At this time, the god of wine was already very impatient, and directly pulled Chen Yifan's head to pour.

However, today's Chen Yifan is also different from what he used to be, and he is not afraid of the god of wine at all.

The wine in his hand was thrown aside by him, and he immediately fought with the god of wine.

The god of wine was shocked, it had only been a long time, and Chen Yifan's strength seemed to have undergone earth-shaking changes.

And he, addicted to winemaking, for so long, didn't even notice at all!

This time, since there was a fight, the god of wine didn't dare to be careless, so he directly untied the gourd on his waist and poured a mouthful.

A strong smell of wine filled the entire space, and a flame rose, but the texture was like a water energy dragon roaring towards Chen Yifan.

Cultivators love to borrow dragon forms to enhance the power of spells, even when they reach the realm of Dionysus.

Because, at the beginning of all the biological races, the dragon was the most powerful, and there was hardly anything more powerful than it.

If there is, it is not a race, but a powerful single individual.

At this time, the dragon of Dionysus's mana transformation is not much stronger than the real dragon.

Even if it was a real dragon in front of it, it would kneel down instantly.

Even the ancestral dragon in the Three Realms did not have the strength to fight.

The god of wine boasted that his strength here after drinking wine could be called middle and upper, which was really not bragging.

However, even such a mana dragon could not fight Chen Yifan for long before it collapsed.

The strength of the god of wine changed slightly, as if he had thought of something, he sneered, and the wine in the surrounding environment rose, this kind of wine was so fragrant that ordinary people would get drunk when they smelled it, let alone ......

However, Chen Yifan was not drunk.

Because he also used his mana to form an enchantment, blocking out all the smell of alcohol and the vapor of wine, so that it could not touch him.

The two of them started a long-term Dufa, and you made a move to me to dismantle it, which lasted for two days and two nights, and the vast mana of the two of them also felt a little exhausted.

After all, although their mana was huge, in the face of a powerhouse of the same realm, the consumption was too great.

"Wow!" With a muffled sound, Bacchus pulled away.

"That's it! Count you in winning! Bacchus said with a depressed face.

He didn't want to fight anymore.

"What do you mean by counting me as winning, as if you can beat me." Chen Yifan sneered.

Even if Bacchus doesn't retreat, he's about to win.

Bacchus gritted his teeth: "Don't get cheap and sell well!" This bowl of wine is drunk, it is the last time, if you can still get drunk, our bet, count me as losing! ”

"From now on, you are the eldest brother, and you are what you say!" Bacchus said dejectedly.

"However, you must not stop me from playing with Xi'er, otherwise, I will continue this bet!" The god of wine did not forget to negotiate with Chen Yifan, this important matter.

"......" the corners of Chen Yifan's mouth twitched.

To be honest, he was also a little tired of getting drunk for so long, and waiting for the god of wine to send him drunk.

That's the end there, or it ends with your own victory, of course.

It's just that......

Chen Yifan frowned and negotiated: "Then it depends on the situation!" If you tease Xi'er like last time, I, as Xi'er's father and your "eldest brother", have the right to order you not to approach Xi'er! ”

The two men negotiated extremely seriously on Xi'er's terms.

In the end, shaking hands and making peace, Chen Yifan raised his head and drank the wine sent by the god of wine.

And then...... Not surprisingly, he fell! He fell again!

Two hours later, Chen Yifan came to his senses and rubbed his head, in fact, the god of wine still made progress.

For example, isn't his drunken time getting shorter and shorter!

Chen Yifan got out of bed and was about to go out to have a look and confirm with the god of wine.

However, as soon as she went out, she found that the god of wine had a "lewd" smile on his face and scraped her nose in front of Xi'er.

"You stop the labor! Two meters away from Xi'er! Chen Yifan raised his hand and shouted at the god of wine.