Song Injury likes to fight wine the most, and in his life, he has fought dozens of times with his peers in the wine country, and Song Laosan is confident that he has been tempered by a thousand times! Even if hundreds of people are present at the same time, when all eyes are on, Song Injury has always been calm and calm.

Because he has absolute confidence in himself! His own wine is definitely enough to stand alone in the world! No one can beat me|!

But this time, Song Shen found himself nervous, it was a kind of nervous or unintentional, inexplicable nervousness, and he was very uneasy in his heart. The young man in front of him, who was not amazing-looking, and could even be said to be a sloppy man, could actually give himself an invisible pressure! Squinting his eyes, he looked at the two ordinary trumpet wine jars placed next to him, could there really be any peerless wine in there?

In other words, although this wine fight is the smallest in the past, the specifications of this wine fight are unprecedented!

Although there were only two judges in total, these two people, one was the younger brother of His Majesty the Emperor of the Tianxiang Empire, who was worthy of the name of one person and above ten thousand!

Even the only audience is still a prince of the palace!

As for the bet this time, it is even more unprecedented. Song Injury, this time not only gambled on his reputation, but also gambled on the second half of his life!

"If I am defeated, I am willing to worship him as a teacher!"

If this sentence is testified by a prince and a powerful person! If it is an ordinary person, who would dare to let Song Shen, a master of Tianxuan who 'respects you with a glass of wine and sends you to a wounded', worship an ordinary teenager as a teacher?

What a ridiculous thing this is! It is even more a big incident that desecrates the dignity of the Heavenly Xuan powerhouse!

I'm afraid that before I can say it, it will be torn to pieces.

But in the face of these two, who dares to say no? Even if the emperors of the major empires on the mainland are here in person at this moment, they must give this face! The prince's face may not be given, but who dares not to give the face of the steppe eagle and the condor?

Even Yun Beichen, who ranked first among the Supreme Divine Xuan, had to consider whether it was worth offending Ying Bokong!

So this little gambling and drinking, in Song Shu's case, came to the cliff intentionally or unintentionally!

This battle has become a tiger, a battle against the water!

"Good wine!"

The prince gently picked up the wine glass, first cherished a sip, let the wine roll in his mouth, touch any part of his mouth that can absorb the feeling, and only swallowed it when his mouth was full of fragrance.

Close your eyes gently and savor the sensation of this fine wine!

"Not only is the wine fragrant and attractive, the wine taste is more pure, but also the leisurely wine, the old man has also drunk a lot of fine wine, but none of them can go hand in hand with this wine, it is really the best!" There was a hint of surprise in the sharp eagle's eyes.

No wonder Song Hurt can be so confident and dare to gamble so much, this wine ...... Not bad indeed. The wine I drank before, whether it was the imperial wine of the imperial palaces of various countries, or the tribute wine in the sweat tent of the grassland, compared with this wine, it was all overshadowed, and it was difficult to compare!

Jun Moxie smiled and shook the wine glass gently, the originally clear liquor, under this shaking, folded into a blur, and the wine surface was slightly covered with a few bubbles.

"It's still not professional enough. Jun Moxie shook his head and sighed: "The impurities are inexhaustible, this is a taboo for winemaking!"

Song Hurt held back in one breath, his eyes wide open.

The best work that I have exhausted for several years of jīng effort, mental effort, and painstaking effort has received an unprofessional review!

Should you scold this kid for being too ignorant, or too arrogant?!

Each person had two glasses of wine, and the eyes of the prince and the eagle were aimed at the two jars of wine that had not yet been drunk at the same time. In their eyes, they all meant that the index finger was moving, and anyone could see that as soon as the end of the fight was announced, the two of them would immediately start feasting.

"Little brother, it's time for us to take a look at your wine, hehe, let's have a good drink when it's done early, it's really worth the trip to be able to taste such a good wine today." The prince smiled gently, just one word, he was obviously very optimistic about Song Laosan's wine, and even glanced at Song Laosan's two jars of wine from time to time out of the corner of his eye.

The meaning of the prince is obvious, I will directly say the words to death first, and make Song Laosan's wine good, if you talk about it in the air, you will be one step too late, the wine is always Song Laosan's, not a free gift. Lest the shameless eagle snatch the wine and leave, I won't have to drink it, Song Laosan said, these are the last two jars of wine left...... As for the victory or defeat between the two...... The result is already obvious, do you need to say more? The wine that Song Shen took out today is much better than the wine he has been selling before, you must know that even if it is the previous wine, it is already rare in the world, let alone today's wine.

Ying Bokong always has to maintain his status as a master in the world, how can he not be like the prince and ignore his face, but although he did not speak, he looked at Jun Moxie's eyes and expressed the same meaning.

"It's too early to say this, at this time, the winner is not divided, how can you see whose wine is better!" Leaned over and lifted his wine jar to the jar, and slapped it with a nonchalant slap...... "Bang!" The three of them had their eyes beating together. Even Xiao Yang Mo, who didn't know anything, widened his eyes, opened his mouth, and looked nervous.

"Huh?" all three of them said at the same time.

The smell is still the same, there is no enticing fragrance!

It is said that when the mud seal is opened, it is the altar cover, and the aroma of wine should come out!

But how can there be no fragrance at all? Could this kid really be a silver-like wax lance head?!

The three of them looked at it closely, and couldn't help but rush up angrily, but after Jun Moxie's mud seal was opened, there was actually a thin layer of oiled paper underneath, tightly wrapping the mouth of the altar, this must be fragrant to see the hell!

Seeing Jun Moxie slowly and methodically uncovering the oil paper little by little, the three people who watched it were red and hot, and they really wanted to tear this kid off in one hand, and go up and tear off the oil paper a few times to reveal the wine.

It's so appetizing!

The oiled paper was finally uncovered, but it still didn't smell!

The eyes of the three of them widened at the same time: No, there is actually a layer of Xuan Beast skin under the oil paper?

The skin of the beast is naturally easier to deal with, and as soon as it moves on all sides, it is removed, but what happens next makes the three of them have the urge to scold their mother at the same time: under the skin of the beast, there is actually a thick piece of white orange wood, which is pressed on the lid of the altar!

White orange wood, without any smell, but able to isolate any smell from leaking out!

No wonder you can't smell alcohol all the time.

But looking at the already small wine jar, before I could smell the aroma of the wine, it had shrunk by half......! Excessive, right?

What's even more excessive is that Jun Moxie actually stopped at this critical moment, stood up, slowly took two steps, opened his arms and did two extreme chest expansion movements, took a deep breath, and then exhaled that breath heavily, crossed his hands on his waist, moved his waist a few times, twisted his buttocks, and then swung his head and twisted his neck. The ten fingers were crossed, and with a hard effort, the knuckles of the fingers snapped for a while...... Wang Ye, Song Injury, and Ying Bokong were dumbfounded.

In an instant, all three of them had the same impulse: You neck, why don't you let me twist it! Lao Tzu will definitely twist it for you at once!

Xiao Yang Mo is still more innocent, he really wants to ask this brother if he is so uncomfortable...... After posing and making a few movements, Jun Dashao twisted his ass and walked with a catwalk, then he came over again, put his hand on the white orange wood, took it down effortlessly, and threw it under his feet with a "clang".

In the silence, the voice was so loud that the eyebrows of the three people who had always boasted that 'the landslide was ahead and did not change' shook at the same time.

Jun Moxie's hand had already pressed on the lid of the altar, and at this moment, there was already a faint fragrance of wine floating out, making the three of them itchy and unbearable: Open it quickly, open it quickly.

Under the expectation of the three of them, Jun Moye suddenly stood up, looked at the wine jar condescendingly with an affectionate gaze, shook his head with a subdued tone, shook his head with a face of emotion and amazement, and sighed in a voice similar to that of a male duck: "Ah~~~~~!

"I'm grass!" The three of them couldn't bear it at the same time, and scolded angrily, even the eagle fighting the sky, who claimed to be a master of the world, was no exception, no, or should it be said, this gentleman's reaction can be said to be the most intense, and there is a tendency to shoot out in seconds. The degree of this girl's coercion has reached the limit! It is intolerable!

But then, the three of them stopped scolding at the same time, and their anger instantly froze on their faces!

Because of this moment, Jun Moxie used extremely neat and simple means to snap and directly smash the altar lid into the air.

Rumble!

An indescribable, indescribable and wonderful smell instantly filled this hut like an initiation, and it was like a king who ruled everything, suddenly descending with the momentum of dominating the world!

Or rather, it should be like the moonlight that is everywhere in the night, and before you know it, he has sprinkled a soft light on every corner of the earth!

It's a dreamlike transcendent taste!

As soon as this fragrance comes out, this is no longer the world, but a fairyland! No! Even if it is a fairyland, there is absolutely no such wonderful taste!

The three of them groaned comfortably at the same time, and suddenly they all had a feeling that they seemed to float in the aroma of this yùimmortal yù dead wine, and kept going up, going up...... Is this still wine? Is there such a wine in the world that can bring people into a fairyland just by virtue of its fragrance?!

Whining...... I was so impressed...... When the three of them came back to their senses, Jun Moxie had already poured the four wine glasses in front of him full of wine, and the slightly amber sake was poured into the white jade carved cup.

"Get drunk before drinking, open the altar of ten miles of incense!" The prince stood up forgetfully, suddenly burst into tears, used all his strength, and roared tremblingly: "It's not just ten miles, ahh......h

Song Laosan held the wine glass with tears in his eyes, like a treasure, he was so careful, he looked at it with his eyes open for a long time, and he was reluctant to drink it. Because, he was really afraid, but he was by no means afraid of losing this battle, but afraid that this wine was just a vain fragrance, and after drinking it, there would be no such transcendent artistic conception.

The aroma of this wine alone is already a sweet dream that makes people only want to get drunk for a long time and don't want to wake up!