"Huh? What a ...... taste?"

Suddenly, in the damp and fishy sea breeze, there was a burst of inferior spirits. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Several people subconsciously waved their hands to dispel the smell in front of them, and they heard a loud laugh coming-

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I drank two more sips, and I delayed the ......"

When they looked up, they saw a man coming against the waves on the underground river.

This person has excellent control over the body, meticulous, and free, the shoulders and soles of the feet are always at the same frequency, like a duckweed, which rises and falls with the surging of the dark river, and there are stones blocking the way.

It is a little more sensitive than water fish.

Of course, if he weren't for the appearance of being full of alcohol, unkempt face, and talking in his dreams when he walked, he would really have the demeanor of a peerless master.

'The body is a great achievement, and the body is perfectly mastered!' ’

The eyes of several people sank, their faces were a little dignified, as soon as the expert made a move, he knew if there was one, although the realm of everyone present was much higher than that of the person on the water, but in the polishing of martial arts, there were only a few people who could compare.

After all, strength, speed, endurance, and none of the three basic human qualities to reach the realm of perfection is by no means easy, and even if there are enough resources for cultivation, it is easy to count in years.

These precarious stars have always pursued the greatest lethality in the shortest possible time.

'Oh, he's a drunkard......

But he saw that the man on the water was also dressed as a wolf, but in his right hand he carried a jar of wine, and the mud cover sealed on the edge of the altar was opened, and the liquor in the altar shook with a clang, but not a drop was spilled.

Naturally, the people who come are commonplace.

Sikong suddenly stepped on the waves, his arms spread like wings, in the shape of an eagle, and the sound of the wind flapped past his ears, since he glided onto the beach from dozens of meters away.

When it landed, only a shallow pair of shoe prints were left on the wet sand, which were difficult to spot if you didn't look closely.

Seeing this, even if someone was unhappy about Sikong's lateness, they also held a fierce light, and just glanced at Sikong coldly.

Low-key, for these Xingkou who worship the law of the jungle and the boss with their fists, it's just a stupid thing to get into trouble.

The more presumptuous and high-profile you are, the more you can prove your strength, lest the blind guy come to the door.

And this is also a commonplace idea.

"Haha, let you guys wait for a long time, little brother admits punishment! Only...... Three cups of self-punishment is good! ”

The familiar laugh, full of exaggerated enthusiasm, but I couldn't hold back my suspicions, and a voice with hidden anger came-

"What kind of place are you! Don't think that you are a newcomer, and those who don't know the rules are not guilty! ”

Sikong smiled and was stunned, touched the back of his head with a few hairs, looked at the man with broken eyebrows not far away, and said with a smile: "Yes, yes, yes!" This old brother is right, the younger brother really shouldn't drink these two mouthfuls of cat urine, I'll change it, I'll change it......"

Seeing Sikong's humble and obedient appearance, the man with broken eyebrows snorted coldly, but did not say more.

Who knew that Sikong only 'admitted his mistake', and subconsciously poured the wine jar into the wine jar, and the cow drank a few sips of spirits, and the spirits were poured into the stomach.

"Hiccup......

Sikong burped full, looked drunk and hazy, his steps were a little unsteady, a few steps were soft, and he was drunk.

"You!"

Not only the man with broken eyebrows, but many people were a little angry when they saw Sikong's appearance, and their eyes at Sikong were a little unkind.

Wang Meng saw that the atmosphere was not right, and played a round one after another: "No wonder, no wonder, everyone is a brother!" My little brother, I was slightly injured a few days ago, maybe I borrowed strong wine to warm my body, invigorate blood and dispel blood stasis, haha...... Besides, for us, it's not a matter of the mind to get rid of alcohol and wake up? Out of the way, out of the way......"

Others listened to Wang Meng's lame excuse, even if they were unhappy, they didn't want to offend Wang Meng for no reason, so they extinguished the fire in their hearts.

Who knew that Sikong was very uninteresting, and when he heard the words at this moment, he patted his thigh and smiled with a mouthful of wine: "That's right!" That's right! Little brother, there is indeed something wrong with my body, and I have to use spirits to suppress it! ”

"So, drinking is healing! Ha ha! ”

As soon as these words came out, there was no other voice.

Sikong's repeated rude actions almost consumed everyone's patience, and they all turned their heads indifferently and no longer paid attention to Sikong.

And Sikong didn't notice it at all, laughed a few times to himself, and drank spirits.

Sikong is indeed drunk, and he is not lightly drunk.

But what he said was also true, he was indeed healing by drinking, but this healing specifically refers to counteracting the sequelae of evil nature!

That night, he practiced through the Blood of Christ, and the speed of his practice increased so much that it was almost unimaginable.

He was also engrossed, close to a state of concentration.

And then...... When he awoke, he found himself covered in red fruit, not a single strand, hanging on the wall in a very seductive and seductive manner.

It seems to be a lifelike picture of the spring palace, swaggering in the wind, and the guy under the crotch is proud and indulgent.

And the reason why he woke up was not that the blood of Christ was exhausted, but that the basic medical pre-control device of the intelligent housekeeper found that if Sikong didn't wake up again, he would have to explode and die!

It only took a few hours to wake him up, taking a series of measures such as noise, physical blows, mental impacts, and local anesthesia.

When he woke up, Sikong was very frightened at first, and hurried into the house with his crotch covered, and only after a few breaths did a long sigh of relief come from the house.

Then he knew why.

The Blood of Christ is a remnant of an indelible evil nature, which is indeed harmless to the human body, but ...... But it is an extremely domineering stimulant!

It strongly stimulates the secretion of hormones such as adrenaline and thyroid hormone in the human body, thereby improving the excitability of nerves, and the effect is thousands of times better than that of chicken blood.

Moreover, the blood of Christ is not a biological diet, it can be said that it no longer strengthens Sikong's body all the time, and Sikong can only passively accept it.

Let Sikong stop practicing all the time, but he will also be free from the sequelae of evil all the time, and fall into excitement!

There is no harm, but the small body of Sikong can't bear it at all!

God knows what a shameful thing he did during the time that Sikong lost consciousness!

And after a short period of thought, when his consciousness was about to be enveloped by excitement again, Sikong finally came up with a way.

Drink!

Paralyze the nerves with alcohol and reduce nerve excitability!

If there are other tranquilizers or resting pills, it will be difficult to find them for a while. But he didn't have this wine, but the other stars stocked up a lot!

Pornography, gambling, drugs, tobacco and alcohol, these six kinds of 'human bliss' are very common in this poisonous wolf star Kou, and this wine, although most of them are chemically blended cheap spirits, are not worth a few dollars, but they are full of quantity and stamina, and every household has sealed it.

Furthermore...... Sikong suddenly felt a little nostalgic for the master wine he tasted at the Moon Cherry Festival: the taste of Jiuhouyu.

So, Sikong became an alcoholic.

A drunkard who drinks for the sake of a noble ideal: spiritual practice!