In the lively living room, more than 30 government officials looked surprised.

When it comes to martial arts, they can only be regarded as scum, but they are still very confident in the amount of alcohol.

There is no first place in the wine room!

Can you drink three pounds?

Okay, I can drink three and a half pounds!

Can you drink three and a half pounds?

After Lao Tzu vomited, he could still drink two catties!

There is no difference between a drinking banquet and a hard battle!

But for these drunkards, if they don't get drunk, they really won't be happy!

Hearing what Long Jiuyang said, there was a reward for getting him drunk, and they immediately got up.

"Your Majesty, the old minister respects you with a cup, I wish you prosperity and prosperity, and you will be in the Hundred Domains of Youzhou!"

An emaciated civil official in his fifties said with a flattering face.

"Well, that's a good point, ......"

Long Jiuyang responded with a free look.

"Your Majesty, I would like to give you a drink!"

"Your Majesty, the last general will give you a toast!"

"Crowned ......"

More than thirty government officials immediately began the wheel war.

And Long Jiuyang was also a cup of wine, and in just half an hour, there were already three empty wine jars in front of him.

This jasper wine jar is small and exquisite, but the wine contained is also as much as two catties.

Counting up, Long Jiuyang has already drunk six catties of wine......

This is the ...... That's a lot!

The government officials said with amazement.

If it weren't for the fact that there were more than 30 of them, it would be a bit difficult to get drunk under the crown!

"You drink first, this pope will go out first!"

Standing up slowly, Long Jiuyang said a little slurred.

His posture, in the eyes of outsiders, is undoubtedly drunk......

Bai Xiaoli, who was sitting with Mo Lengxuan, picked up a piece of crystal sugar meat, took a bite gently, glanced at Long Jiuyang with bright eyebrows, and couldn't help muttering, "Drunkard!"

At this time, Mo Lengxuan was about to raise his wine glass lightly, but a chopstick was hit on the back of his hand by Bai Xiaoli.

"No alcohol!"

Hmph, do you want to learn from your master and be a drunkard?

I don't want a drunkard to be my husband!

Bai Xiaoli was suddenly startled by the thought that rose in her heart.

What are you thinking?!

"Husband, slow down, don't fall. ”

Yue Qianyu reminded with concern on her face.

Long Jiuyang said that it would be convenient for her, as Her Majesty the Empress, she couldn't help him to go to the thatched house, so she could explain with concern.

Of course, Yue Qianyu knew that Long Jiuyang, who was the Martial Emperor Slaying Evil Realm, was just unwilling to sober up.

As Emperor Wu, although he can't do whatever he wants, he can't do whatever he wants, but it's not something that can be paralyzed by a mundane thing like alcohol.

As long as Long Jiuyang is willing, it only takes a few seconds to wake up.

"Daughter-in-law, your husband is not drunk! Just this little wine, this pope is just moistening his mouth......"

Long Jiuyang said with a mouth full of wine.

Yue Qianyu: "......"

knew that those drunkards would not admit that they were drunk when they were killed, so Yue Qianyu did not argue with him.

Long Jiuyang is really not drunk at this time, and his drunk image is all performed by actor-level acting skills......

He believes that something good will happen soon!

Leaving the banquet, Long Jiuyang walked towards the slightly remote path outside the living room.

At this time, the eyes of the guests present were basically all on the wonderful competition in the ring, and few people noticed Long Jiuyang's figure at all.

And those maidservants in the Mansion Master's Mansion didn't dare to breathe when they saw Long Jiuyang.

As the Pope of the Purple Moon God Sect, Long Jiuyang, the God of War of the Cangyu Domain, was like a god to them.

Not to mention looking directly, even if you peek, it is uneasy.

The thatched house in the front yard is still hundreds of meters away from the living room.

Just when Long Jiuyang walked to the general distance, a well-dressed young man quickly caught up.

"Xiaosheng Zhang Tianyang, the son of Zhang Kehan, meet His Majesty!"

The young man was entrusted by Zhou Qingqing to come to deliver the medicine to the son of Commander Zhang, Zhang Tianyang!

Long Jiuyang, who was drunk and hazy, saw that this young man was similar to Zhang Kehan, but he was very surprised in his heart.

Could it be that this kid is also a remnant of the Demon Sect?

"Well, excuse me!"

Long Jiuyang said quietly.

It's just that he is slurred, and he looks more and more drunk.

"Your Majesty, Xiaosheng has prepared some sobering tea, I hope Your Majesty will not dislike ......"

Kneeling on the ground, Zhang Tianyang lowered his head slightly, but his hands gently raised a white porcelain teapot.

Long Jiuyang was silent for three seconds.

This made Zhang Tianyang's heart almost mention his throat.

"It's rare that you have this heart!"

In the end, Long Jiuyang chuckled lightly and took the jade pot in Zhang Tianyang's hand.

"This tea is the god of sobering, and His Majesty is about to drink it at this time, but he drank this tea earlier!"

Zhang Tianyang said cautiously.

At this time, he was excited.

As long as he completes Zhou Qingqing's task, maybe the relationship between the two can go further before they get married.

For the charming and enchanting Zhou Qingqing, just touching his little hands can no longer satisfy Zhang Tianyang's ambitions.

He is looking forward to having a deeper understanding and communication with Zhou Qingqing!

Hearing his words, Long Jiuyang sneered in his heart.

Zhang Tianyang's strange heartbeat was clearly perceived by him.

Even if this chapter Tianyang is not a remnant of the Demon Sect, he definitely has a ghost in his heart!

"It just so happens that this sect is a little dizzy, but you have a heart!"

After finishing speaking, Long Jiuyang held the teapot high, opened his big mouth, and began to drink bitterly.

"Gollum, Gollum—"

This teapot is not big, and the tea it holds is only half a catty at most, like Long Jiuyang's heroic way of drinking, but in ten seconds, the tea in the teapot will be drunk.

Of course, this is just the appearance that Zhang Tianyang sees.

In fact, these drinks had already been received by Long Jiuyang in a small jade bottle.

Unfolding the Yin and Yang Sky Eye, Long Jiuyang could see at a glance the strange magic contained in this tea.

Magic pill?

Long Jiuyang's heart was cold.

Sure enough, he guessed correctly, and the remnants of the Demon Sect have not all been wiped out.

And Zhang Tianyang saw Long Jiuyang drink the tea, and his hanging heart was also put down at this time.

As long as His Majesty the Pope discovers the magical effect of this Xuandan, he will definitely summon himself, as long as he truthfully explains, saying that the Xuandan is the mind of the mansion master, he will be considered to have completely completed the task.

At that time, Sister Qing didn't look down on herself.

I also want Her Majesty the Empress to take the other half of the Xuandan.

"Your Majesty, that little student will retire!"

Zhang Tianyang saw Long Jiuyang nodding, so he got up and left.

Long Jiuyang looked at Zhang Tianyang's slowly disappearing figure, his drunken eyes were hazy, but he showed a sharp cold light.

Retracting his gaze, Long Jiuyang Yun made the Yin Yang Heavenly Eye, and the effect of the Hallucinogenic Demon Pill clearly appeared in front of his eyes.

"Phantom Blood Demon Pill, Four-Rank Demon Pill, is enough to make the Lingtai Mirror Demon General fall into a coma for an hour!"

Lingtai Mirror, that is the level of the Upper Spirit Realm, this is only a lower level of cultivation in the Upper Spirit Realm, which is already comparable to the Martial Emperor of the Lower Spirit Realm.

So.

Even if Long Jiuyang reached the Martial Emperor of the Evil Realm.

As long as you drink the tea transformed by this Phantom Blood Magic Pill, you will also fall into a coma!

(End of chapter)