A one-person high wine jar can be filled with a bar of two or three hundred pounds, but Zhongma actually drank it in one go!

"Ha!" After drinking this big jar of wine, Zhongma exhaled, didn't even burp a wine, and his eyes were very clear. She put down the jar and said, "Cool!" and mentioned a large jar again, and slapped the mud seal as if no one was around......

"Bottomless pit, bottomless pit!" Qin Lang was really shocked!

......

Qin Lang and the Necromancer Archmage stared blankly at each other for a long time. Zhongma drank a total of seven jars of wine, but his stomach did not bulge, and he didn't know where the wine above a thousand catties went.

This made Qin Lang couldn't help but wonder if the stomach of this horse was the legendary space bag.

"You drink too...... By the way, I was almost fooled by you, what's your name?" Zhongma urged Qin Lang to drink the wine he had poured and asked at the same time.

"Uh, my name is Qin Lang!"

Qin Lang didn't mean to keep his name secret, so he naturally answered truthfully.

Qin Lang just saw the wine drunk by Zhongma, its mellow and intoxicating, he knew that it was a good wine, of course, this wine Qin Lang was famous, this wine in another world is not backward, at least the wine Qin Lang drank made him feel mellow and evocative.

He didn't need to look at it to know that it was good wine, and when he saw that Zhongma had drunk seven jars, he no longer hesitated, picked up the small half cup of crimson wine, and poured it into his mouth.

An extremely spicy sensation, spreading from the tip of the tongue to the throat, like a raging fire, instantly ignited the fuse-like feeling, the whole liquor is like a rope composed of electric sparks, from the mouth through the esophagus to the stomach for a burst of numbness, involuntarily hit several spirits, it is an extremely forbidden pleasure, but through the slightest sting......

Zhongma smiled and said: "Xiao Lang'er, how do you feel? This is 'Red Blood Thunder', which is to use the thousand-year-old Red Blood Beast's lower body to cut off three catties, three taels and three coins from the place where the yang energy is at its strongest, and the horn tip of the single horn of the Thunder Beast is cut down by seven inches and seven cents and seven centimeters, and then the Tianshan Blood Lotus at the peak of the Kairios Mountain Range is added to grind it into a pulp, and the liquid bone beast under the North Sea is used as juice...... After 7749 years of careful development, it can be described as extremely precious......

"And the most important thing is that if a cultivator who has not reached the fourth order gets a drop, his blood will boil and die within three hours~

"Even a cultivator in the early stage of the fourth order can't drink a cup in one go!"

In the end, Zhongma's eyes were full of coldness, and his eyes that looked at Qin Lang were full of banter!

Qin Lang only felt that every inch of his skin began to turn red, and every cell seemed to be burning, this feeling was extremely comfortable, but it also made him extremely uncomfortable, and after hearing Zhongma's words, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, and understood that he had fallen into the trap of the other party.

Ah, what does this Zhongma mean, what do you want to do, doesn't it mean that you won't have murderous intentions towards me?

Qin Lang asked himself in his heart, fine beads of sweat were oozing from his forehead, his eyes were full of anger when he looked at Zhongma, he shook his head a little dizzy fiercely, and he chuckled: "Sister Love Saint really likes to joke, aren't you just drinking seven jars at the moment? And your current cultivation is only at the beginning of the fourth order, right? If you really want to kill your junior brother, it's too easy, why bother so much effort?"

The undead archmage on the side flickered in his eyes, and the whole person subconsciously became nervous again, looking at Zhongma with great vigilance, but there was a trace of worry in the depths of his eyes.

Zhongma shook his head with a chuckle, and said, "Actually, the seven jars are empty, and, Xiao Lang'er, that's your self-righteousness, thinking that I can't have the heart to kill you~...,

"I remember that you seemed to have recited a strange spell to me, and the effect of that spell was so wonderful that it made me have an inexplicable deep affection for you, which I had never encountered before, and I was really curious!"

Qin Lang's heart was cold again, he didn't expect that Zhongma had realized that his feelings had changed, so the so-called skill effect of 'Daoist, please stay' is not nonsense?

5,000 points of faith power wow! I finally gathered more than 5,300 faith power, and I consumed most of it at once for the bastard of Zhongma, but the problem is that the results achieved now are meaningless!

Cursing secretly in his heart, Qin Lang turned his heart sideways and closed his eyes, he wanted to enter the papal system, and he had to spend the remaining more than 300 points of faith power, and he definitely couldn't sit still.

But at this time, Zhongma chuckled again and said, "Xiao Lang'er, people are scaring you, how can I be willing to let you die?"

Qin Lang immediately opened his eyes, and looked at Zhongma in front of him with an extremely aggrieved gaze, this guy whose face was shrouded in a cloud of black fog, it was estimated that he was secretly snickering at the moment.

Damn! What is this? Qin Lang was angry in his heart, but he felt the agitation in his body, and the effect of the 'Red Blood Thunder' was slowly fading, and he understood that Zhongma was not lying to him, and he was indeed scaring him.

Qin Lang's sullen breath in his heart was never vented, he stared at Zhongma with red eyes, and pounced without hesitation, if he didn't make a move, he was afraid that he would suffocate himself, it was always just me who fooled others, but now I was fooled, and I can't forgive Wow.

To Qin Lang's surprise, Zhongma was so motionless, as if he was allowed to attack.

Okay, you're not going to fight back, but don't blame me for being rude. Qin Lang snorted secretly in his heart, and hugged Zhongma unmoved...... Uh, what am I doing here? What are I hugging her? I, I should ......

Qin Lang's face stiffened with smugness, if he really beat her, it seems that he can't beat this middle horse, right? If he really attacks her and is obscene, it is estimated that he will even look down on himself.

After inhaling the Rulan fragrance on Zhongma's body, Qin Lang timidly let go of Zhongma, and snorted with his nose: "Okay, Sister Zhongma, what is your purpose, can you say it?"

He really couldn't laugh, and his expression was no different from that of an angry little widow at the moment.

Don't mention it, Qin Lang is really out of line this time, he can't beat others, this is the fundamental reason, it seems that this legendary old man who has lived for three thousand years is even more invulnerable, and he just put himself together.

Although Qin Lang sang desolate in his heart: The road of life, sweet dreams are like long roads, the wind and frost in the road, the wind and frost are dry, in the red dust, there are many directions for sweet dreams, looking for crazy dreams......

But he still felt uncomfortable!

Zhongma stroked Qin Lang's head and chuckled: "Xiao Lang'er, I understand that you are very wronged, but you are at fault for casting that strange spell on me, right?

"Moreover, I found that you are really good, and you will be spoiled......"

Qin Lang, who was touched by Zhongma's head, trembled slightly, and secretly slandered in his heart: Oh my God, my mind has been completely seen through by her, and her coquettish deception and sympathy have been pierced by her.

Zhongma continued to chuckle and said, "Hehe, but people finally find out that they really like you, and they can rest assured that you can complete my mission and make up for my ......."

"What, your mission?" Qin Lang exclaimed, as if he had fallen into the trap.

The ghost wants to complete your mission, to put it bluntly, don't you want me to be your successor - a new generation of love saints?

Maybe you're really a shemale, and I guess when I become your heir, I'll also become an undefeated version of the East.

Qin Lang thought about it in his heart, and immediately felt full of threats......

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