But at this moment, the fat man was so excited that he could not only confess to the goddess of coldness, but also got a smile from the goddess.

Now don't say that let him drink, that is, to give him a cup of Heding Red, and he can also drink the taste of Qiong Juice Immortal Brew.

The warmth of the second middle receded, and the fat man saw the clue in the eyes of the others, and the hand holding the goblet kept trembling.

"Little fat man, do you know that the disease enters from the mouth, and the disaster comes from the mouth?

If you want to tease me, you have to pay the price. ”

Hu Qian glared at the fat man fiercely, and that look was like a sharp sword piercing the latter's throat.

"Girl, if my brother drinks this glass of wine, you forgive him for his frivolous sin, if he drinks three glasses in a row, do you have to pay something?" When the fat man was difficult to ride a tiger, Cui Ming squeezed into the crowd and looked at Hu Qian coldly.

He had already smelled the strangeness in the aroma of this wine, and as long as he drank it, all the special ingredients in this wine would react with salivary enzymes to form a strong acid.

In other words, drinking this glass of spirits is equivalent to drinking a glass of strong acid.

"Who are you?" Hu Qian looked at Cui Ming impatiently, but Cui Ming poured two more glasses of wine from the wine jug.

"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is whether you dare to bet?

My brother can still move freely after drinking three glasses in a row, you can either kiss him;

Or drink a glass of wine I made? Cui Ming slapped the bar with his left hand and jumped in, so frightened that Hu Qian took a step back.

"What are you doing?" Hu Qian glanced at Cui Ming inadvertently, and suddenly felt a powerful coercion coming, making her unable to breathe.

"I don't do anything, I heard that you have a beautiful goddess here, I just want her to calculate how many degrees are in the wine I concoct?"

During a round of looking around just now, Cui Ming found a woman wearing sunglasses in the corner of the west, and there was a residual aura on her body in the ring.

According to the memories of his previous life, being a god here is considered an old man.

Hearing that Cui Ming let him drink three cups in a row, Wang Fatzi thought that he had auditory hallucinations, this cup would kill people, and there would be no bones left in three cups!

This is really a powerful pit friend!

But seeing the determination on Cui Ming's face and the contempt on Hu Qian's face, the fat man sniffed the strong aroma of wine, closed his eyes and poured it in, because he believed that Cui Ming would not harm him.

After a glass of belly, the fat man only felt that the liquor was constantly burning his taste buds, esophagus, and stomach.

But the strange thing is that as soon as this burning sensation appeared, an extremely cold aura from the body quickly surged up, instantly covering the burned place.

At the same time, the fat man only felt a strange aroma of wine permeating the taste buds, and the aftertaste was endless.

When everyone saw the fat man's painful expression after drinking the first cup, and wanted to mourn for him, his face turned into surprise.

Not only that, but he poured two glasses of spirits in a row, and kept them down.

The previous feeling is repeated, and the peculiar aroma spreads into every taste bud cell, making people feel unpleasant and excited, wonderful and magical.

A sturdy young man next to him thought that Hu Qian favored the fat man and asked for the same cup, but just after taking a sip, he only felt that his throat was about to erupt fire, and with a dry cough, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his throat, and the person instantly fell to the ground and fainted.

Seeing this, everyone looked at the fat man in horror, and couldn't help but take a few steps back, but what made them even more frightened was that the fat man also looked at Hu Qian with a look of unfinished business.

"This kind of wine concocted by Sister Fairy, if I guess correctly, is an upgraded version of Desert Camel, it is as wonderful as the nectar of Wonderland, and it is indeed the Immortal Brew prepared by Sister Fairy."

In order to prove that he was fine, the fat man also asked the DJ to play the most popular embarrassment on the Internet recently, and danced an awkward dance in countless stunned crowds.

Seeing this, Hu Qian couldn't help but be surprised, sniffed the bottom of the cup that the fat man had drunk, and looked at Cui Ming's pupils and couldn't help shrinking.

"Girl, if you lose, kiss it, otherwise I'll let you taste my Cui Ming's anger."

While speaking, Cui Ming had already taken a few bottles of the strongest vodka and Moutai from the wine rack, the second pot head, and the bottom of the unsightly baogu roast, poured it into the wine jug according to his proportion, and at the end, he poured a glass and put it on the bar.

As soon as the wine was placed on the bar, Hu Qian smiled contemptuously, but after this contemptuous smile only lasted for a second, an unimaginable solemnity suddenly appeared on her pretty face.

The reason why she was contemptuous was because after Cui Ming poured these spirits into it, he only mixed them three times and poured them out.

According to her bartending experience, among spirits, when strong is weak, Cui Ming's cup of wine is at most just an ordinary spirit, and there is no big problem in drinking it.

But when Cui Ming bit his finger and dripped a drop of blood into it, the transparent wine instantly turned scarlet, and a layer of red mist appeared in the wine glass, and a blooming mandala in the mist was delicate and beautiful.

Even if you are three meters away, you can feel the strangeness and fierceness of that glass of wine, as if you are in a sea of mandala flowers all over the mountains, and as if you are being rejected by the toxins released by the mandala.

"Girl, what do you think of your cup of desert camel garbage wine?"

As soon as Cui Ming's words came out, it immediately caused an uproar, and many people looked at Cui Ming with surprised eyes.

They don't know where this strange thing came from, but they had the audacity to let Hu Qian kiss the fat man who was dancing hotly, and insulted Hu Qian's desert camel in front of so many people as garbage.

You must know that this cup of desert camel Hu Qian only concocts ten cups a day, and each cup costs 9,999 yuan, but it is not that you can buy it with money, so you have to queue up in advance to make an appointment.

But since the opening of this bar, there have been a lot of drinkers, many of whom admire Hu Qian's appearance just to taste this cup of desert camel that makes people feel good and has been in the honey for a long time.

If such a top-notch wine is called garbage, then what kind of wine is considered good wine in the world?

When everyone thought that Cui Ming, who didn't know whether he was alive or dead, would be dragged out and crippled or disappear directly under Hu Qian's angry face, Hu Qian smiled and became excited: "Finally someone found out that the desert camel I made was garbage, but I admire your courage and your ability to mix wine, but I don't know the name of this gentleman's wine, can I taste it?" ”

"This glass of wine is called Mantuo Blood Demon, I want to taste it, if you kiss her after the fat man drinks the wine, I guess you are still qualified to taste it for the sake of your younger siblings, but now you are not worthy." Cui Ming was stunned, indifferently refused, and did not show any affection.