The spider demon was old, his face was wrinkled, and his flesh was loose. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 However, the spider demon has the unique advantage that he can reach all the wine on the high wine shelf as long as he turns on the spot. Although he is old, he is not slow. No matter who is in any corner, as long as he shouts, the wine he wants will be thrown on his table in the blink of an eye. Of course, the premise is that you have paid for the drink first.

With this hand alone, you can see that this spider demon is by no means simple, otherwise it would not have opened a bar in such a place.

Qianye squeezed to the bar, tapped lightly on the tabletop, and said, "It's strong enough to have a cup." ”

The spider demon looked at Qianye, and his gaze seemed to penetrate Qianye in an instant, and then he shrugged his shoulders and said, "Little guy of the Blood Clan, be careful to drink too much. If you lie down in this kind of place, there is only one end, and that is to be stripped naked and thrown out of town. ”

The smile on Qianye's face remained unchanged, and he said again: "The cup is strong enough, the kind you are good at." ”

"Well! the newborn little one is always so impulsive. That's what I did when I was young...... "The old man of the spider demon chattered as he put a cup of colorful things in a dazzling way and placed them in front of Qianye.

The glass of things looked terrifying, smelled terrifying, and an indescribable smell rushed straight to the end of his nose, making the perceptively sensitive Qianya almost sneeze. Looking at such a cup of things, Qianye was also a little hesitant.

At this time, a beautiful woman squeezed next to her, and smiled at Qianye: "Little handsome guy, this is the signature here, it's a pity not to taste it." ”

This is a female werewolf, hot enough, explicit enough, and direct enough in her eyes, so she almost didn't press Qianye to the ground directly.

Qianye inherited the temperament of the blood clan and was not very interested in werewolves. However, after listening to her recommendation, I still picked up my wine glass and took a small sip. As soon as this wine was entered, it was like a line of fire rushing straight to the bottom of the abdomen, and Qianye had a bang in his head, and he was suddenly in a trance, and he drank too much directly in one sip.

In her life, Qianye had never been in a situation where she was almost knocked down by a small sip of wine. At this moment, he only felt that his whole body was hot, his head was a little foggy, and his thoughts began to fly. He put his hand in front of his eyes and looked at it, and saw that his hand was flushed, and his face was the same.

At this time, around the bar, there are not a few people who pay attention to Qianye. Seeing that Qianye's drunkenness has appeared, many people's eyes have begun to become wrong, some are looking at Qianye's things, and some are looking at Qianye's people.

The bewitching woman only saw that her eyes were shining, she leaned in, almost placed all her huge breasts on Qianye's arm, licked her lips, and said, "Little handsome guy, won't you invite me to a drink?

The voice in Qianye's ears at this moment was all erratic, and he nodded.

The old spider demon shook his head, and placed an identical glass of wine on the bar. The werewolf had greed in her eyes, and as soon as she grabbed the wine glass, she wanted to pour it into her mouth. But as soon as the glass was raised, it slammed back into the bar.

A hand reached from behind, grabbed the werewolf's wrist, and pressed it against the bar.

The werewolf was shocked and angry, and turned her head to look. I saw that there was a young female blood clan with a cold face behind her, and she said coldly: "Slut, get away! The adults of our blood clan are not worthy of a hairy and lowly thing like you." ”

The werewolf let out a low growl in her throat, her fangs growing in her mouth, and she growled, "Who do you call a hairy shit?"

The female blood clan did not back down: "It's you! what's wrong?"

The werewolf roared and pounced on the young Blood, knocking her to the ground. The two immediately tumbled and rolled, exerting their strength against each other, and the soldiers were thumping, and their fists were fist-to-flesh. The people around are afraid that the world will not be chaotic, and the onlookers applaud, no one wants to fight, but many people start to bet, there are bets on the female blood clan, but there are more wolves.

Qianye still held the glass of wine, drinking it in small sips, unaware of the changes behind her.

I don't know when, there is another person by Qianye's side, a young woman. She sat next to Qianye and didn't turn her head, just asked lightly, "Don't you invite me to have a drink?"

Qianye instinctively wanted to nod, but suddenly saw her rare black hair, her whole body was shocked, and she was silent for a moment before saying, "I will accompany you as many drinks as you want." ”

The black-haired girl turned her head and looked at Qianye, her eyes dark.

She suddenly laughed and said, "You want to get me drunk and drag me away?"

At this moment, Qianye's thoughts fluttered, and he instinctively said, "If you can, why not?" As soon as this sentence came out, Qianye himself was startled. He would never have said that if he was sober. Every time a few glasses of wine were served, he always seemed to be a different person.

However, Night Hitomi didn't get angry, but said lightly: "If you want to, then try it." Boss, ten more glasses of this wine!"

Ten cups!

Although Qianye was in a half-scented state, he was shocked when he heard it, and the wine suddenly woke up a lot. Many people in the bar also noticed this and cheered loudly.

The old man of the spider demon smiled playfully, and without saying a word, there was a rapid movement in his hand, and in the blink of an eye, ten glasses of colorful wine appeared on the bar.

Night Hitomi picked up a cup, touched it hard with Qianye, and said, "Come on, it's done." As soon as he raised his head, a large glass of liquor was filled into his throat like fire.

Qianye's face was bitter, holding the wine glass in both hands, taking a small sip like drinking medicine, and it took half a day to finish it. There was a commotion all of a sudden, and many people were gesturing their middle fingers to Qianye.

Night Hitomi reached out and brushed her hair, picked up another glass, and said, "Come on, it's done." ”

With such a small movement, her face was revealed in the eyes of everyone, and the sound in the bar suddenly dropped by half, and many people stared at the night pupils, breathing heavily.

Qianye continued to frown, with a sullen expression, and slowly drained the second cup. This time the uproar was much quieter. It's the signature of the bar, and it's so strong that not many people in the room can drink two glasses without getting under the table.

When the night pupil took the third cup, the bar was much quieter, and even the fighting werewolves and blood clans stopped and looked at Chiya and the night pupil with complicated expressions.

The appearance of the night pupil can only be described as perfect, and this is a face that should not appear in such a place at all. And in terms of appearance alone, Qianye is actually not much worse than the night pupil. The two sat together, which made many people feel like a good match.

Many men and women are looking at the night pupils, and many men and women are also looking at the thousand nights.

The fourth cup dried up quickly.

The night pupil's face was as usual, as if she had drunk four glasses of water, but her eyes were more profound. And Qianye has been shaking since the first cup, and it is still shaking until now, but it just doesn't fall.

Seeing this, even the stupidest person knows that something is wrong.

After the fifth cup, the two of them were still the same as at the beginning, and there was no change.

"Boss, ten more glasses. "The style of the night pupil is still so simple and fierce.

However, there was a spoiler in this competition, and an extremely burly and majestic werewolf walked over, slapped his palm on the bar, leaned down, and said to the night pupil: "The little girl of the blood clan, what's the point of drinking with that guy?

Some of the other blood clans who had long coveted the night pupil were suddenly dissatisfied, and one of them released a baron-level aura and said in a deep voice: "Long-haired guy, the noble blood clan is not something you should touch!"

Crazy Fang stared at the Blood Baron, smirking and standing up straight. He was extremely tall, his head almost hit the roof when he stood up, and the fierce and domineering aura on his body emanated, and the dark force was so thick that it was almost like strength, and he had reached the rank of a second-class viscount.

The strong man stared at the blood baron who was almost exhausted by his breath, and said with a cruel smile: "There are hundreds of blood clan chicks that Lao Tzu has played, and dozens of them have died! Do you have anything to say? By the way, Lao Tzu's full name is Crazy Fang. ”

The blood baron's face was already pale, but after hearing the blood top, his face changed drastically, and his hands were trembling slightly.

The Bloodtop is a powerful tribe among the werewolves, second only to the top of the peaks of the transcendent ranks. However, Bloodtop's style of acting is extremely radical and extreme, advocating the use of force to solve all problems, and his belligerence is one of the best among the werewolf tribe. All the werewolves who fall from the top of the blood are very strong warriors, and like the twelve ancient clans of the blood clan, they can't be measured by rank alone.

At this time, a middle-aged blood clan walked out, blocked in front of the baron, and said coldly: "Crazy Fang, he is my person. ”

This blood clan seemed to be a little thin, but the blood qi released from his body was extremely rich, and he also reached the rank of a second-class viscount. The faces of many of the blood clans in the bar suddenly turned a little pale, which was a characteristic of being suppressed by the high-ranking bloodline.

Crazy Fang's eyes condensed slightly, and he said coldly: "Baroque, others are afraid of you, but I am not afraid." I'm going to make up my mind about this girl, do you want to talk about the noble bloodline of the blood clan?"

Baroque stared at the fangs and said, "My family and your tribe are half a pound and eight taels, and the two of us have not fought, why should I back down?

Crazy Tooth laughed a few times, spewed hot air, approached the night pupil, and asked, "Little girl, what do you say?"

As soon as the night pupil raised his hand, the whole glass of wine was splashed on the face of the crazy fang, and only one word was said: "Get out." ”

Crazy Fang smiled instead of being angry, stretched out his scarlet tongue and licked the wine on his face, and said, "Okay, it's enough!

Crazy Fang moved his body like a small mountain, approached Qianye, and said, "What do you say, boy?"

Qianye's answer was more direct, grabbing the wine glass and smashing it directly in the face of the crazy fang!

With a thud, the glass was torn apart, and the wine mixed with blood ran down the face of the fangs.

Crazy Fang was stunned for a moment, and he didn't expect Qianye to directly smash him in the face. The entire bar fell silent in an instant.

"You're looking for death!" roared, and the fangs smashed down on the head of Qianye!

Qianye stood up and the top of his head couldn't reach the shoulders of the fangs, and the size difference between the two sides was huge. Crazy Fang's punch is another angry shot, below the baron, one punch can be smashed into serious injury.

Qianye raised one hand and held back the heavy punch of the crazy teeth in an exclamation, but was not smashed down as others expected. With his other hand, he struck with lightning and punched Mad Fang in the abdomen, almost his entire forearm sank into Mad Fang's body!