Chapter Ninety-Eight: Burn the Flames
The atmosphere was ignited again.
"Xiao Shao, come on, the big officials of the West Gate are calling for the board, don't embarrass the masters!"
"That's right, if Xiao Shao doesn't dare to go, you can go to the women's toilet in the future, haha!"
"Xiao Shao, Xiao Shao, Xiao Shao!"
Xiao Yun's face is green, and with that purple windbreaker, he is simply a big eggplant. He also knew in his heart that if he didn't dare to come out today, he wouldn't mess around here in the future. Immediately gritted his teeth and was ruthless, and walked quickly in front of Ximen Jing.
"Drink it, but I'm going to increase it!" Xiao Yun stared at Ximen Jing with fire-breathing eyes.
Immediately, someone coaxed: "Okay, hang the lottery to be strong!"
Ximen Jing felt like a boat in the wind and waves, in danger of capsizing at any time, gritted his teeth to support it, and said: "Plus, add it, what do you say to bet?"
"You win, I'm yours!" Xiao Yun pulled a soft and weak trembling girl over, turned her head and pointed at the little hot girl and said, "If you lose, yours belong to me!"
"Compare, compare with him!" countless people followed suit.
"Ximen Jing, Ximen Jing, ignite, ignite!"
Many girls in the crowd shouted: "Ximen Jing, Ximen Jing, if you win him, I will also belong to you!"
The angry little hot girl rushed forward, pulled Ximen Jing's sleeve, and shouted: "Compared with him, it's a big deal that the master should be gnawed by a dog!" After speaking, he muttered: "Anyway, it's not the first time I've been eaten by a dog!"
At this time, Ximen Jing's thinking became more and more confused, and he felt that the noisy sounds around him were like an electric hammer impacting his brain, if it weren't for the fact that the Lingtai was still a little clear, he would have fallen down a long time ago! People who drank too much were often more impulsive than usual, Ximen Jing slapped the table and shouted: "Burn up!"
"Burn!" "Burn!" "Burn!" The drinkers shouted frantically, as if their throats were not their own.
The two bartenders quickly added cardamom powder, vanilla powder, peppermint juice, and lemon juice to the glasses...... These accessories float in a colourful glass, giving them an eerie, grotesque colour in the light.
With a ding, the zippo lighter in the bartender's hand lit up, and a pale blue flame appeared, and with a slight move forward, the eighteen wine glasses lit up one by one from beginning to end, turning into two burning fire dragons. The twisted and swaying flames reflected the faces of Ximen Jing and Xiao Yun.
As the flames rose, the boiling crowd suddenly fell silent, and the bars could be heard silently falling pins, and hundreds of pairs of eyes were staring at the two of them.
The final level is a competition of speed, whoever drinks first wins, if the flame in the cup goes out, he loses. When drinking this kind of wine, you must raise your neck and take a sip, and the flame will be extinguished in your mouth. You must not take a small sip, it will definitely burn your hair and eyebrows, and burn your lips and tongue.
At this moment, a girl walked out of Xiao Yun's subordinates, looked at Ximen Jing with a confused look, and asked, "Last time, last time, the watch you gave me, is it true?"
Without waiting for Ximen Jing to speak, Xiao Yu angrily reprimanded: "Although Jing Shaoren is not a thing, he never sends fakes, get out of the way!"
The watch girl screamed, "Ahhh
No one cared about this episode, because Ximen Jing had already taken the lead in picking up a glass of wine with blood-red flames, and raised his head and took a sip. Throwing away the wine glass, he let out a puff of wine that seemed to be carrying a blazing flame, and roared: "Spicy enough, come on!"
Xiao Yu also let go, closed his eyes, poured a cup into it, and in an instant, his face turned red like a flame, and he coughed again and again.
Looking at Ximen Jing again, he had already drunk yellow, green, purple, and four-colored, and the empty wine glass that was still bubbling with flames pointed at Xiao Huan, and shouted: "Come on, come on!"
Xiao Yun was already completely stunned, trembling and barely drinking the third cup, holding the fourth glass of purple wine in his hand, he saw that Ximen Jing had put down the last empty cup. In the applause of the house, Xiao Yun's head dizzy and he lay down on his back. The glass of wine with purple flames in his hand was sprinkled on the crotch of his pants without a single drop, and suddenly a flame burst up.
Ximen Jing and him are just fighting for will, and they don't have a deep hatred, and it is important to save people in front of them. Ximen Jing jumped up suddenly, and stomped down towards the place where the fire was burning, one, two, and three feet, until he lost his memory in front of him - he drank a fragment!
In the early morning of winter after the snow, the air is very fresh, and the sun shines through the glass and shines on Ximen Jing's face. When he opened his eyes, he felt that everything in front of him was still circling, and the pain in his head was like a spasm.
"Water, water!" Ximen Jing screamed a few times, and finally a human voice came out of his hoarse voice.
"You're awake!"
Ximen Jing couldn't help but scold, is this God's voice, how can it have the texture of a subwoofer, and the eardrums are buzzing. What he didn't know was that it was a symptom of alcoholism, and everything he heard was stressed, like an echo of a valley.
A figure grew larger and larger in front of him, like an old man with a long beard. Recently, Ximen Jing has suffered from senilephobia, and his first reaction when he saw a strange old man was to touch the handle of the knife, but he touched it for a long time, but he didn't feel where the straight knife was, and the general's coat on his body seemed to have been changed into a single dress.
"I, where am I?" asked Ximen Jing in a hoarse voice.
The old man made a silent gesture and lowered his voice and said, "Let them hear, and you will be in danger." ”
Ximen Jing was shocked, could it be that he had been kidnapped? Where did Wu Cong and the little hot girl go? Last night's memory only stayed on helping Xiao Yu extinguish the fire, and he didn't remember anything later.
Reiki, Reiki, there is no trickle of aura in the body, and there is no aura fluctuation around. Ximen Jing subconsciously asked: "What, why is there no aura?"
The old man covered his mouth and said, "Be quiet, it seems that you are also from the Xuanmen?"
Ximen Jing's mouth was covered, and he only nodded again and again.
The old man said: "Don't say that you are a cultivator, otherwise you will be finished, last time there was a master of Jindan Dacheng, who was cut open in the stomach and took away the inner dan, and there was a little girl who was extremely talented and only sixteen years old and secretly married the Yuan Baby, and they also picked the Yuan Baby, that miserable!"
Ximen Jing couldn't speak, the white hair on his head broke out in cold sweat, and he secretly thought in his heart, could it be that this official has crossed into the world of Xianxia and fallen into the hands of the evil faction?
At this moment, a clear female voice came: "Hmph, old man Liu, there is another person who was killed by thunder during the catastrophe, why don't you say that someone flew up in the day last time and sent you to the crematorium, go back and take medicine, and send you to the single ward next time!"
As she spoke, the woman stuffed a bottle of water to Ximen Jing and said, "There's no way, the other wards are full, so you can only be temporarily wronged in the psychiatric department!"
Ximen Jing suddenly realized that this woman's voice was very familiar.