The two well-wishers flanked left and right, and Wu Qingchen had to peel off an egg with a smile on his face, and swallowed it together with the thick depression and irritability in his chest.

Wu Qingchen's depression is the pain of the earthlings.

"Yarn!"

"These two miscellaneous things have been discussed, right?"

"It's over! It's been found twice, and it's too deliberate to deliberately hit the wine glass again! ”

"Don't just stare at the wine! Don't you see that there is so much extra meat in front of you? ”

"My grass, why is this meat black on one side and red on the other?"

"The black ones are scorched lumps, and the red ones are blood clots!"

"Blood clot ???!!!"

"Oh my god! You can't pull your stomach for a week if you eat it? ”

"Big brother! If only it was for a week! Forgot the time ratio? Pull until you prolapse your anus! ”

"Grass! What to do? "What to do? What to do? "The Staff Committee has a way, right? The staff must have figured it out, right? ”

Way? Of course.

In the video: The attention of the two enthusiastic people did not last too long, taking advantage of the gap between the agricultural officer and the captain of the guard to start enjoying the meat, by eating eggs and drinking wheat porridge to cover up, Wu Qingchen repeated his old tricks, and put the bloodiest and most terrifying pieces of meat on the plate in front of him into the magic bag.

After completing this, it felt that the magic bag sewn together with the robe should be almost full, Wu Qingchen lowered his hands, grabbed the lower end of the robe, and quickly tied a knot.

Wu Qingchen is very particular about the position and size of the knot.

This is the reserved emergency plan taught to Wu Qingchen by the training group, which was originally intended to allow Wu Qingchen to carry as many supplies as possible when he escaped, and it was also suitable for the dark food that was far beyond the plan at this moment.

Using this exquisitely designed auxiliary function, when the two enthusiastic people next to him were about to finish their share of meat, Wu Qingchen's front was already swept away.

"Good!" "Mr. Wu is amazing!" "Now that's all there is to drink!"

Just when the earthlings were breathing a sigh of relief, the dinner party entered the last link, and it was also the highest link.

The real feast is coming.

Two strong men walked into the dining room, they carried a large plate about a meter long and wide, on the plate was a deer with hollowed out entrails, under the light of the lamp, the roasted fawn shimmered with an alluring oil, placed in the brightest part of the table. —that is, in front of Lord Baron Akford.

Baron Akford stood up and removed the knife from the fawn.

This precious food will be distributed by the honorable lord himself.

Lord Akford raised his knife and cut off the fawn's two hind legs, the fattest part of which of course belonged to the Baron himself.

Lord Akford raised his knife again, cut off the fawn's front legs, and gave them to his wife and eldest son.

Lord Akford raised his knife for the third time, and the fawn's chest fell into the plates of the steward and the captain of the guard.

Lord Akford raised his knife for the fourth time, and the farmer, forester, horseman, and Wu Qingchen, the four of them divided the loin of the fawn equally.

At this point, the essence of the fawn has been distributed, and the remaining venison, Lord Akford hastily cut, cut them into two grades, and distributed them to the remaining ministers.

While Lord Akford was distributing the venison, the crowd sat silently, their hands down, and no one spoke, and no one continued to eat.

After the last serving of venison was distributed, Baron Akford took the handkerchief handed by the attendant next to him, wiped the sweat beads on his hands and forehead casually, and Baron Akford picked up the wine glass in front of him.

Everyone immediately raised their glasses and stood up at the same time.

"To, Lord, Akford leads the way." Baron Akford drinking.

"To, Lord, Akford leads the way." The ministers raised their glasses and drank in unison. - Wu Qingchen took a sip of honey.

"To, glorious victory, Akford leads the battle invincible." Baron Akford drank again.

"To, glorious victory, Akford leads the battle invincible." The ministers drank in unison again. - Wu Qingchen took another sip of honey.

"To, drink and enjoy yourself, your ministers are brave and honest." Baron Akford drank for the third time.

"Drink and enjoy, Your Excellency the Baron will live a long and healthy life." For the third time, the ministers drank in unison. - Wu Qingchen drank the third sip of honey.

The traditional speech session of the dinner is over.

The ministers lowered their arms one after another, and Wu Qingchen also put down his wine glass, ready to sit down, and at this moment, in the direction of Wu Qingchen, Baron Akford raised his wine glass for the fourth time:

"Welcome, guests from afar, good luck for Akford led by Priest Looth/Moore."

"Huh?" "Huh?" "Ahem......"

The ministers were stunned for a moment, and half a second later, everyone turned sideways and raised their glasses towards Wu Qingchen for the fourth time: "Welcome, guests from afar, the good luck that Priest Loth/Moore has brought to the Akford Lord. ”

I've got a grass!

As soon as the buttocks fell halfway, Wu Qingchen reflexively stood up straight, his right hand shook, and the honey cup in his hand almost fell.

it!

What kind of nerves does this baron have?

I knew that this neurotic person who dared to appoint a 13-year-old kid as a regional CEO would not always be normal!

Wrong wrong......

Now is not the time to think about that......

At this time, it seems that something is going to be done?

What is it? What is it? What to do? What to do?

Of course there is something to do! As in the previous three speeches, when the superior greets and the colleagues congratulate, the person who is greeted will certainly not be able to stand stupidly and receive it.

What to say? Damn, what did Praia-sensei say?

The situation beyond the plan suddenly happened, Wu Qingchen's mind was in turmoil, and beads of sweat instantly appeared on his forehead.

"Cough ......" Half a step away, the agricultural officer coughed slightly: "Love...... Take care of ......"

"Baron's love, you take care of ......" Wu Qingchen quickly raised the honey cup: "May the joy and friendship at this moment last forever." ”

Baron Akford, as well as the ministers who had been waiting silently, finally took a sip of alcohol.

Putting down the wine glass, Baron Akford grabbed the hind leg of the fawn in front of him, took a bite and swallowed it into his belly, beckoned, and an attendant immediately came over.

"Go, bring it to the priest of Loss."

More than ten seconds later, this piece of venison with tooth marks was served in front of Wu Qingchen.

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Almost at the same time, the Earth.

"The farmer finally got the right way, and the baron started fucking fucking again?"

"What the hell?"

"What's going on?"

"Usually it's a good thing, but now it's a fucking bad thing!"

"What the hell do you mean?"

"The superior means to express closeness, and in Chinese to describe it: If you have a bite to eat from me, you won't be hungry."

"Isn't that good? You're getting closer to the high-level of the territory, huh? ”

"Brother, look closely! The timing is not right! ”

"Cao Nima, die and die farther! I'd rather be hungry, who the wants to gnaw on your stinky meat with saliva! ”

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In the medieval world, under the envious and jealous eyes of everyone in the restaurant, Wu Qingchen raised the venison sluggishly.

Everyone licked their lips in unison.

Wu Qingchen slowly lifted the venison and gently touched it at the farthest point from Baron Akford's saliva, and the sound of swallowing saliva sounded around him at the same time.

Taking advantage of the occlusion of foreign objects and the illusion of vision, "nibbling" a few bites of meat, Wu Qingchen put down the deer leg and continued to lick the vegetable soup, drink wheat porridge, and swallow eggs.

A few minutes passed.

Wu Qingchen looked left and right, and the ministers had begun to concentrate on enjoying the venison they had been allocated, but no matter what time it was, there were always a few alternating glances, as if they were throwing themselves into nothingness, firmly staring at the deer legs in front of them.

Paralysis? What to do?

Under the gaze of everyone and their full attention, not to mention Wu Qingchen's current magic level that is not at all in the stream, even if the world's top magicians in the training group go into battle in person, they will still be anxious.

What to do?

Or...... Avoid saliva and eat the one next to you?

Looking at the scorched and blood clots on the venison, Wu Qingchen swallowed his saliva with difficulty.

"Bang...... Dangdangdang......"

Just when Wu Qingchen was feeling troubled, two or three meters away, I don't know if he was too strong to drink or accidentally stumbled, at the end of the dinner table, a low-level minister suddenly fell under the table.

"Tarbert...... "What's wrong with you......" "Are you alright?"

Several ministers next to him hurriedly stood up and helped up their fallen companions, and everyone's eyes quickly gathered to the location where the accident occurred.

Golden opportunity!

Wu Qingchen was overjoyed, and hurriedly grabbed the deer's leg and quickly stuffed it into his arms.

At this moment, seeing the accident on the other side of the table, Baron Akford also stood up, probably because he was too fast, Baron Akford accidentally knocked over the wine glass and several silver plates, and a series of "dang dang" sounds rang out.

The ministers present turned their heads in unison.

I grass!

Wu Qingchen was in a panic, his arm was wrong, he used too much force, and the magic bag sewn between the outer robe and the inner robe was torn off instantly......

And then......

Unstoppable ......

Fell to the ground......

"Hmm, Looth...... Hey? On Wu Qingchen's right, the agricultural officer lowered his head, and then called out in surprise.

"What's wrong...... Hey? On Wu Qingchen's left, the captain of the guard turned his head, and then also called out in surprise.

"What's it called...... Hey? Five or six steps away, the baron frowned slightly, looked at Wu Qingchen and the others, and after half a second, he also called out in surprise.

"Huh?"

"What's wrong?"

"What's wrong with Your Excellency the Baron?"

"What's wrong with Lord Loth?"

"Huh?" "Huh?" "Huh?" "Huh?" "Huh?"

Neat, surprised, and stunned cries rang out one after another, and the eyes of the entire restaurant fell on Wu Qingchen's side.

The focus of everyone's attention, at Wu Qingchen's feet, there was a cloth bag with an open mouth, next to the cloth bag, a piece of apple, a quail rolled out, and was shaking back and forth, inside the cloth bag, pears, chicken, cheese, and white bread loomed.

Holding the venison that could not be put into the magic bag, Wu Qingchen was sluggish.

Looking at the cloth bags on the ground, the ministers at the dinner table were stunned.

Looking at the situation in the video, countless earthlings were stunned.