At this time, everyone understood where the arrogance of King Zuo Xian came from, it was because he was indeed good enough, confident enough, and had always been overlooking the people around him, and over time, he naturally developed such a proud temperament. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"I am dissatisfied with the posture of other people's superiors, but I really can't do it. It's okay now, and the face is lost. ”

Third Young Master Cui picked up a glass of wine and took a sip of it helplessly, and said softly to Cai Wenzhao: "This Zuo Xian King really has two brushes. ”

And at this time, the guard beside King Zuo Xian said with great pride: "Our prince's debate is not a single defeat in the grassland, the eagle is the eagle, a thousand miles at a glance, once you spread your wings, Luoyang will be in full view." ”

Is this the so-called dominance?

At this moment, outside the main hall door, a young general suddenly smiled, took a step, stood at the door, and said to the hall: "I, Wu Xingnai, is a military general, I don't understand what King Zuo Xian and the students are discussing, but in my opinion, this banquet is to have wine and meat. ”

This soldier seems to be straightforward, but he is polite and courteous, and everyone is also in good spirits, eliminating the previous embarrassment.

Jiuyu Spring Wine is a unique liquor of the Great Wei Dynasty, as the name suggests, it is brewed in spring, and it is a spirit brewed by the Jiuji method.

As the wines were served, the small tables were replaced with more bold and rugged drinking utensils.

And this Wuxing general raised the wine bottle with both hands, which was full of wine, looked at King Zuo Xian, with a solemn tone in his tone, and said solemnly: "It is said that the people of the Xiongnu grassland are all fierce and good at drinking, and I think the prince is also a master of wine, and the last general will give you a glass, but this Jiuchun wine is extremely strong, far from being comparable to the grassland mare's milk wine." I don't know if the prince can drink it?

As soon as these words came out, the venue became quiet again.

The guard of King Zuo Xian naturally understood the general's idea, and he just wanted to save face in drinking?

The guard smiled dismissively.

In the corner, no one noticed that Bai Xiaoqi looked at the wine in front of him, with a happy expression on his face, and then like a little Wang Xingren encircling his own food bowl, he gathered all the wine on the table in front of him, and smiled at Xiao Qiao cutely, and hugged everything on her table.

In this regard, Cai Wenzhao on the side was slightly stunned, a little unclear, and then gathered the wine on his table.

Bai Xiaoqi glanced at Cai Wenzhao with disdain, then threw himself on his wine glass, closed his eyes and sniffed lightly, and a smell of wine permeated.

"Is this still a little drunkard?" Cai Wenzhao had a black line on his face.

Xiao Qiao giggled on the side, and looked at the wine glass in front of Bai Xiaoqi with some envy.

A few people felt a little out of the way.

And the rest of them were all looking at King Zuo Xian at the moment, waiting for his response.

I saw that King Zuo Xian looked up at Wu Xing, and then at the set of wine utensils in front of him, with an indifferent expression on his face, and then shook his head gently, without the intention of raising a glass.

An official saw that the scene was about to cool down again, so he opened his mouth and said: "Since the wine is now, why not have a drink together?"

However, the general of Wu Xing seemed to have never heard of this, and still raised his wine glass, looked at King Zuo Xian coldly, and repeated in a strong tone: "It is okay to drink together, or to drink together, the last general just wants to know, can the prince drink?"

Cai Wenzhao drank the wine by himself, but at this moment he also understood, this martial artist has not been really reckless, but by being rude and straightforward, he broke the edge above the words of King Zuo Xian, and in the previous situation where the students of the outer courtyard even lost face, it was a strange trick, if he could really overwhelm King Zuo Xian in terms of the amount of wine, it would really be a stroke of genius.

Can I have a drink?

It's really heroic to ask, but, is this Zuo Xianwang really so easy to deal with?

Everyone thought that King Zuo Xian shook his head and ignored Wu Xing, he was not sure, but they didn't know that the real reason was just his disdain.

I saw a faint smile on the delicate face of King Zuo Xian, but for some reason this smile gave people a sense that the superior did not want to deal with you, but you repeatedly provoked, since he brought humiliation on himself, then he can only satisfy you.

As soon as Zuo Xianwang held the void, the space fluctuated, and the wine bottle was in his hand. Then he took the flask with the other hand and poured the crisp and beautiful liquor into it.

With a smile, the head was tilted, and the wine bottle was lifted, and then like a whale swallowing, the full bottle was swallowed into the stomach.

King Zuo Xian was hearty, sucked the wine from the corner of his mouth, and put down the wine bottle, which was extremely heroic and chic.

Of course, this was just the beginning, because his other hand fell again.

People are good at drinking, and King Zuo Xian is the emperor of wine.

The general of Wu Xing was also a little stunned when he saw that King Zuo Xian was not moving, and when he moved, he swallowed the sea and drank.

Especially his demeanor and expression when drinking, let this wine master understand that this prince really likes to drink.

Wu Xing's face turned red, and then he realized that he was still holding the glass, and hurriedly put the wine glass to his mouth, but no matter what, the momentum had been completely suppressed.

When he drank it all, King Zuo Xian, who was sitting opposite him, gave people the momentum of a tiger who had just come out of the mountains and forests, and he was in the limelight for a while!

Sure enough, in the blink of an eye, King Zuo Xian poured the second cup again, and then poured his head up, the heroism of drinking, how could the Central Plains be compared with the grassland Huns?

In a bitter cold place, the best stove is when the spirits are in the stomach.

If debate is just an acquired study of Queen Zuoxian, then this drinking is an instinct that goes deep into the bone marrow.

Third, fourth, fifth...... King Zuo Xian seemed to have completely let go of himself and returned to the bonfire tent, even if it was Dawei spirits, in his eyes, wine was like water, life, and the integrity of the Huns!

This Wu Xing dared to gamble with King Zuo Xian and drink too much, but in the face of King Zuo Xian's swallowing of the sea, he was still not qualified.

As the waiter who handed the wine walked like a lantern, he took down the empty wine jug and sent it a full wine jug, and finally Wu Xing's face turned red and fell down.

His own servants resisted the drunken general Wu Xing, but at this moment, everyone in the venue was hot-faced.

This is a strange trick, and it has shown helplessness, but I didn't expect to be cracked by a more crushing posture, and everyone felt embarrassed for a while.

Even Cao Zhi, the third prince behind Qi Cultivation Kung Fu, was a little ugly.

And King Zuo Xian has not yet moved.