Although Lan Yiwen still felt a little dizzy in his head and a little hot in his face, he was not so uncomfortable anymore, at least he could feel that he could think clearly, and he could control his tongue. He could even clearly see www.biquge.info surprised expression of old York, who was getting up and about to leave.

"Oh!?are you all right?" Noticing Old York's surprised reaction, Joseph also noticed Lan Yiwen's abnormality.

"Of course, I actually feel pretty good. Saying that, Lan Yiwen beckoned to the counter again, "Hey, Aunt Parry will bring me another drink." ”

Soon, Lan Yiwen's strange appearance attracted the attention of the others in the tavern.

"Look, look at that kid who drank 'Hellmelt' and didn't do anything at all. I didn't even see that the human drank so well, it seems that Old York has met an opponent. ”

"Oh, you can still drink?" said old York, retracting his large hand from the handle of the axe, and sat down again.

"Of course. Lan Yiwen took the "Hell Magma" handed over by Aunt Parry and drank it all again, although it was like a steel knife piercing his throat like last time, he felt much better, at least the dizziness was reduced a lot.

"Not bad!" Lan Yiwen looked at the bottom of the cup and gestured to Old York.

"Looks like my old Yorkie has lost his eyes and mistaken the dragon of the Glen for a lizardboy, well, let me see how good you really are, Parry will take out all your inventory. ”

Seeing that there seemed to be another good show, the dwarves in the tavern gathered around again, and there were not many people who dared to fight with Old York, and everyone knew that Old York had once drunk rock trolls.

In the third cup, Lan Yiwen still drank it all, and his speed did not decrease at all. Old York also grunted and let out a hearty breath. The surrounding drinkers erupted in strong cheers.

"Look at that kid still drinking, I bet this kid can pour five cups of 'Hellmelt'," a dwarf with his beard tied in two shouted.

In the fifth cup, Lan Yiwen was still sober, and even began to be familiar with the fiery throat scraping sensation, while Old York's face was already flushed, and his beard was stained with wine syrup, exuding a strong and mellow aroma. At this time, the eyes of the surrounding spectators were already full of surprise, and they couldn't help but look at each other dumbfounded, obviously unable to believe that this young human could be on par with old York.

In the tenth cup, Lan Yiwen was a little dizzy even with the magic support from the Forest of the World, and he clutched the handle of the wine glass in front of him tightly with one hand, soothing his muscles and trying to distract himself. He felt as if there was a violently stirring whirlpool in his stomach. The other hand slowly stroked his belly, after all, this is the amount of ten mini kegs.

Old York also drank the tenth cup, and now he was like a large barrel of wine.

The people around him looked at Lan Yiwen like a monster, they really couldn't imagine how this human youth who obviously only had the strength of a life warrior could have such a large amount of alcohol, knowing that even a giant would get drunk after drinking so much "hell magma".

When he drank the fifteenth cup, Lan Yiwen finally couldn't support it and fell on the table. And old York, although not yet down, is also crumbling, almost falling.

"Oh, what a great guy. Old York slammed his glass down on the table with a muffled "thud". He barely managed to speak with a big tongue. "Alright, alright Joseph, this young man has proven himself, so take him with you. As soon as he finished speaking, he "pounced" and slammed his head on the heavy wooden table.

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"Ah, it's so uncomfortable. Lan Yiwen clutched his head in pain, struggling to stand up, he felt as if someone was drilling his temples with a drill, and there was a dull pain in his brain. He tried to move his body, but found that he was tightly bound to some kind of pack beast by some kind of fur, and he struggled hard to find that he was tied very tightly, and for a time he could not break free. Lan Yiwen writhed for a long time and didn't break free, and with the headache of a hangover, he finally gave up.

After a while, the headache was reduced, and Lan Yiwen had the energy to take a closer look at his situation. He observed his surroundings through the glowing crystals around him, where he seemed to be walking through some kind of cave, surrounded by damp rock walls with glowing moss, the top of the cave was so dark that it was difficult to see the top, except for the occasional droplets of water dripping down the stalactites to the tip of his nose.

"Where is this?" Lan Yiwen lay on the beast of burden and recalled carefully, even if he was kidnapped, he had to understand his current situation before reacting. He remembered that he seemed to be drinking with the dwarf Old York, and at first he had a good fight with Old York with the support of the Life Magic of the World Tree, but after a dozen glasses of wine, he finally couldn't hold it anymore and couldn't wake up. Now it seems that the greatest possibility is that Old Yorkie has taken himself on the road to Fort Glory.

After a while, someone in the caravan finally discovered Lan Yiwen's sobriety, and soon Lan Yiwen saw Joseph waiting on the side of the road.

Seeing Joseph Lan Yiwen struggling to sit up, he smiled bitterly and said, "Hey, Uncle Joseph is really happy to see you, but what are you doing here, why are you tying me up." ”

"Haha, don't be careful, little friend, you can't just put you on the rock lizard if you don't wake up, otherwise you'll roll down after a few steps. Hey, be careful!"

Before Joseph's words fell, Lan Yiwen felt that his body trembled violently, as if he was riding a roller coaster, his whole body was hanging sideways in the air, if he hadn't been tied to the so-called rock lizard, he would have rolled down just now.

Seeing Lan Yiwen's funny appearance, Joseph couldn't help but burst into a hearty laugh again, he patted the body of the rock lizard and laughed: "See, although these little guys have excellent weight-bearing capacity and good physical strength, they are really not smart, although they are walking like flying in this cave, they don't know how to avoid these ups and downs, what to step on." ”

"Uncle Joseph, I'm awake now, see if you can get me off, I'm really uncomfortable like this. ”

Joseph slapped his head and said to Lan Yiwen apologetically: "Look at my memory, I just remember to talk to you, and I forgot that you are still tied." So saying, Joseph shouted to the front of the procession, "Little John, come and get rid of our fellows." ”

It didn't take long for Lan Yiwen to regain his freedom, he carefully jumped off the rock lizard, slowly moving his arms, legs and feet, and he didn't know how long he had been tied, even with his current physique, he felt a little blood and numbness in his hands and feet.

At this moment, the advancing caravan also stopped, and the rock lizards were chained to the stalagmites in the cave, and the leading old Yorkie saw a happy look on Lan Yiwen's face, and he beckoned the rest of the caravan to gather together, build a bonfire and start resting.

Lan Yiwen could see that Old York had a good impression of himself, and frequently handed him his big wine bag. Joseph, who was on the side, saw this scene and said again and again, "Good luck, good luck, good luck, blue boy"

When Lan asks why, Joseph winks at him and tells him a proverb that has been passed down in the multiverse: "If you want the friendship of the dwarves, then you must have a long life, and you must have a good amount of alcohol." "Obviously, Lan Yiwen has now gained recognition in terms of alcohol consumption.

While drinking, Joseph introduced the situation of the merchant group to Lan Yiwen.

This group is part of the "Ship of the Desert" Chamber of Commerce of the Hazah Empire in the Azure Star Field, and Joseph is the chairman of the board of directors who specializes in trade with the dwarves. Since it costs a lot to pass through the Star Gate, he actually only brought two people with him to the Kampa Star Field, one is the little John who untied the rope for Lan Yiwen just now, and it is a little boy with soft blonde hair, about 15 or 6 years old, although he looks very immature but exudes a sense of cleverness. The other man, Cook, played the role of a guard in this small caravan, and Cook looked like a decadent uncle with a great sword in his hand, and always clutched a parchment wine bag in his hand, and took a sip from time to time, because of his habit, he was quite comfortable among the dwarves. But that's probably the only reason Joseph took him with him.

In addition to the three "people" of Joseph, the rest of the team are dwarves, except for the leader Old York, there are four dwarves, they are all "natives" hired by Joseph, and each of them has the strength of a life master. With the four of them, plus the slightly unreliable Cook, it's enough to deal with most emergencies.

Of course, if he is really unlucky and runs into a difficult role, Old York, who is a guide and pathfinder, can also make a cameo as a brave warrior, after all, his big axe is not good-looking.

"Hey, how does 'Hellmelt' feel, it's the first time I've seen a human like you drink. The one who spoke was a dwarf named "Hogg", he was the youngest of the five dwarves, he looked very lively, and he also had a strong enough curiosity about Lan Yiwen.

Lan Yiwen and Old York were all next to each other when they were drinking, and naturally they could see it clearly, he was really curious about how this very thin looking young human could have such a huge amount of alcohol, knowing that he couldn't stand it just by taking a sip.

Seeing Hogg squeezing over, Lan Yiwen leaned to the side and made way for his ass, Hogg was only 30 years old, and in the eyes of the dwarves he was just a little doll that had just been weaned. Although he strongly protested against this statement, it was ruthlessly suppressed due to the thinning beard on his chin.

"I have to say that 'Hellmelt' tastes really good, and I'll go and have another good drink if I have the chance. After a brief exchange, Lan Yiwen already had a relatively superficial experience of how to build friendships with dwarves, that is, to show his love for alcoholic beverages.

"It's really good", the old York, who was exchanging drinks with Cook on the side, heard Lan Yiwen's words, and shouted in a rough voice, although he never put down the wine bag in his hand, he looked energetic and not drunk in the slightest.

"Hey, old York, I've heard that your home-brewed iron wine is very strong, and you want to give us a good taste of it when you go to Fort Glory" Cook seemed to be obsessed with the wine, leaning lazily against the stalagmite on the side, his heavy sword wrapped in white cloth casually at his feet.

It's just that old York seemed to be deaf to his words, and didn't react in the slightest.

"Hey, what's wrong with Old York, is it because you're stingy with your Iron?" didn't hear Old York's reaction, and Cook looked at him through a hazy drunken eye.

"Attention!" said Old York, solemnly.