At the beginning of the greeting, the two red fox girls walked in front of Han Chen, the three big chiefs and Yalisha followed behind, and Gur Mu led the priests to stand on both sides, and in the cheers and blessings of all the orcs, Han Chen carried Mei Yingying on his back and walked towards his own garden step by step.

In the human world, the bride must be picked up with eight sedan chairs, and the orcs must walk with husband and wife, symbolizing that the family must advance and retreat hand in hand.

Noble marriages were rare, and Draenor had no human ceremonial facilities, so the priests cast their own spells, casting a lot of brilliant light and brilliant fireworks along the way.

Han Chen's residence is not big, of course, it can't fit these hundreds of people, but fortunately, the surrounding ruins and ruins have been emptied, and after worshipping heaven and earth, everyone drank happy wine in this empty place.

Drinking wine is the most powerful whole person link before entering the cave room, Han Chen and Mei Yingying changed into dresses and came out to toast together, they couldn't wait longer than King Meng, and the couple walked out of the small courtyard, and two large barrels of wine were stacked heavily in front of them.

How much is King Beamon's body and weight five or six times stronger than Han Chen's? He lifted the wine barrel that looked like a sea bowl, and in the eyes of Han Chen and his wife, it was a big wooden box containing grain!

Looking at the large wine barrel that was about the height of his chest and two or three times wider than the width of his shoulders, Han Chen asked curtly, "This...... Isn't it for me to respect everyone?"

"What is the respect for everyone?" King Beamon slapped the barrel and shouted, "This is the weight of you and me alone, and you can only go to the next level after drinking!"

"How is it possible?" Han Chen and Mei Yingying shouted in unison, "Who can drink so much?"

"Then I don't care. King Beamon played a scoundrel, stepped in front of the courtyard gate, and threatened: "If you can't overturn us, you two don't want to enter the cave room today, quack quack......"

Provocation?

Han Chen was not happy. The blood surged into his mind, Han Chen rolled his sleeves and said, "Okay, if I don't turn you upside down today, I'll write the Korean characters upside down!"

The audience applauded. Mei Yingying hurriedly persuaded: "Alas, alas, don't fall for them!"

King Beamon smiled and said, "The coming day is long, if your father-in-law falls tonight, it will be the same tomorrow night." ”

was teased like this in front of the public, and Mei Yingying couldn't help but burn her face. Someone coaxed: "Hahaha, maybe he won't be able to get up tomorrow." ”

"That's the day after tomorrow. ”

"If it doesn't work, it's okay the day after tomorrow. ”

"Ouch, you guys are so bad, isn't this bitter to our chief priest?"

"Hahaha......"

Han Chen confidently said to Mei Yingying: "Don't worry, you know my resilience, how can this group of shrimp soldiers and crabs be my opponents?"

Han Chen was really talking about the ability to recover, but Mei Yingying couldn't help but think of the scene when she was violated by him that day, her heart palpitated, and she said, "You talk nonsense again." ”

Han Chen's contemptuous words attracted public anger: "He said that we are shrimp soldiers and crab generals?"

"What an arrogant human!"

"Lord Bayan succumbed him!"

Han Chen was not afraid, stretched out his hand, and said loudly: "Bring the bowl-"

"What bowl do you take?" How could King Beamon hold back his breath by smashing the lid of the barrel with his fist, and roaring, "That's it!" The long nose went straight into the barrel, and he drank wildly.

In just a few tens of seconds, a huge barrel of wine was given to King Beamon to drink cleanly, he burped, and said triumphantly: "It's your turn." ”

"Who is afraid of whom?" Han Chen held up the wine barrel and poked a hole with one finger, the pale yellow wine flowed down, and he opened his mouth to drink a booze.

drank a third of it in one go, and Han Chen's stomach was so swollen that he had to put down the barrel and stop.

With this pine, the strength of the wine rushed straight to the top of his head like a volcanic eruption, and Han Chen's body shook involuntarily and almost fell.

Mei Yingying hurriedly supported him and asked worriedly, "...... you Are you alright?"

The crowd burst into laughter. King Beamon said disdainfully: "Haha, this is not good?

"Who said no?" After a few breaths, Han Chen regained consciousness.

Damn, I think when I fused the giant scythe devouring golden ants in the secret passage of the fox clan, a pool of water was drunk by Lao Tzu, this poke wine is a yarn?

The barrel lifts and continues to binge.

Although there were several intervals in the middle, in the end, a barrel of wine was still drunk for Han Chen.

The crowd was stunned for a long time. King Beamon couldn't help but admire: "Damn, I can't see that your little body is quite capable of pretending." ”

"Scared?"

"Afraid of you? King Beamon beckoned: "Bring the wine!"

Two more vats were placed in front of him. Han Chen said: "It's not enough to do this, take ten buckets each!"

"Okay—"

"Haha, my aunt is mighty!"

In the excitement of the crowd, twenty barrels of wine were quickly arrived. Han Chen was obviously also interested, and said loudly: "I'll fight with you to the end today! Whoever is not afraid of death will come, you can go up one by one, you can come in a group, if not, you will get out immediately!"

The orcs exploded in an instant.

"It's too arrogant!"

"Don't stop me, I'm going to fight this guy!"

"Lao Tzu wants him to not be able to touch his wife for ten days!"

The crowd was excited. King Beamon was even more furious, he slapped open ten large wine barrels, and without saying a word, his mouth and nose were together, and the two barrels of wine rolled down his stomach.

This time, he didn't even lift the bucket, his mental power gushed out, and the wine floated in the air, like a waterfall pouring straight into his throat.

The three barrels of wine were exhausted, and Rao was as strong as King Beamon, and his mind was also turbulent.

King Beamon squatted on the ground and couldn't stop retching, and Han Chen lay motionless on the barrel.

After gasping for dozens of breaths, King Beamon reluctantly raised his hand: "I...... Belch...... I...... Vomit...... I won!"

But the anger of the people was not gone. Han Chen fell, and naturally turned his anger to Mei Yingying: "The groom is finished, don't let the bride go!"

Five or six porcelain bowls larger than her face were placed in front of Mei Yingying's eyes, and Mei Yingying was so frightened that she waved her hand again and again: "I...... Ah...... I haven't drunk before, so I can't drink that much......"

Everyone shouted: "Hmph, this is the fault of your father-in-law, husband and wife are one, you can't get rid of it!"

In public and private, this wine can't be hidden, Mei Yingying had to try a bowl.

However, after a few sips, the strength of the wine jumped up. Mei Yingying's face is as red as jade, and her eyes are as hazy as starlight. She only felt that there was a fire in her chest, which made her hot all over, and she hurriedly said, "Oops...... Ahem...... I can't do it......"

"What? How much is this......?

Everyone was about to persuade them to drink, and a hand suddenly put their arms around Mei Yingying's shoulders and pulled her aside.

Han Chen stood in front of Mei Yingying, and said righteously: "No one wants to bully my daughter-in-law!" He spoke clearly, his eyes were not drunk, and he was obviously not affected by alcohol.

Everyone stared at Han Chen in disbelief, and King Bimeng was even more shocked: "You...... How is that possible? You must be cheating!"

Han Chen sneered, "Who sensed my spiritual power? Who sensed my true power?"

Everyone looked at each other and was speechless.

Shaking his finger at King Beamon with extreme contempt, Han Chen said, "If you can't do it, get out!" turned to everyone and shouted, "Next!"

Is it tolerable or unbearable, King Beamon cried out, "I ...... Belch...... Who said I ...... No more, I can continue!" said the big proboscis and stuck into the barrel again.

But halfway through the drink, he couldn't bear it anymore. Han Chen dried the wine barrel in one go.

Han Chen squinted at King Beamon, full of contempt from head to toe.

King Beamon gritted his teeth and said, "You...... You...... You...... I ......" didn't utter a complete sentence, and he was extremely unwillingly drunk and fell unconscious.

"Who's there?"

Han Chen roared again.

Arrogance! Unforgivable!

It is too bad to let a human being step on his head! This is no longer a competition for the amount of alcohol, this is a big issue concerning the dignity of the nation!

"Useless thing, get out!" Erhe kicked King Beamon out of the picture, picked up a barrel of wine, and said angrily to Han Chen: "I'll clean you up!"

It's a pity that he is not even as good as King Beamon, and after two barrels of wine, he fell to the ground and foamed at the mouth.

Han Chen was even more arrogant, standing on a high place with a wine barrel and yelling, "Isn't there any orcs who can drink?"

you're paralyzed!

"Shame on you!" the wolf king threw Erkh into the ruins in a fit of rage, picked up the barrel and drank it.

However, after only one and a half buckets, he completely lost his combat effectiveness.

The three chiefs were defeated one after another, and the orcs didn't care about any face, and the heads-up immediately turned into a group fight.

However, even if they went into battle in a group, in the face of Han Chen's incomparable super resilience, none of these orcs were opponents. The follow-up legions fell piece by piece, but Han Chen became more and more courageous!

This wine fight passed midnight......

It's finally over!

Han Chen swayed into the room, and as soon as he entered the door, he lay down on the ground softly. Even if you have super self-healing power, you can't stand the repeated pouring of hundreds or thousands of barrels of wine!

Mei Yingying is much better, she just nodded slightly, at the moment the wine is in full bloom, her cheeks are ruddy, and her eyes are charming. She ran over to help Han Chen up, and reproached, "Ouch, I told you not to drink so much." ”

Han Chen exhaled a breath of wine and said drunkly: "Damn...... I...... What do you think...... Would I like to drink it...... It's them...... Belch...... Those guys...... Belch...... They don't ...... at all I don't want to ...... Belch...... Don't want to let me go...... Hum...... You want to put me down...... Belch...... Bite off more than one can chew...... Let's all die...... Belch...... Rattle...... Ga ......"

"Come on. Mei Yingying helped him to the bed, and while cleaning the stains on his body, she said helplessly: "Alas, you stop talking, you are incoherent." ”

Han Chen squinted and said, "It's okay...... I'll be fine soon......"

"What's good?" Mei Yingying sorted out the futon and muttered dissatisfiedly: "How did a good wedding become a wine fight? I really don't understand your human customs...... Ahh

Han Chen suddenly took Mei Yingying's hand and pressed her under him......

(End of chapter)