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, two glasses, two glasses, one by one, the wine glasses full of liquor were taken by Han Fei, and the queen brother put them down again, unhurried, unhurried, and more than a dozen glasses of liquor poured down his stomach. If he were an ordinary person, he would probably be drunk and unconscious after drinking so much wine, but Han Fei's face did not change in the slightest, as if he was drinking white water instead of spirits, the speed and rhythm of his wine glass did not change at all, but his stomach rose at an undetectable speed.www.biquge.info

A smug smile was fixed on the Duanmu sisters' faces, they looked at Han Fei as if they were looking at a desolate monster, and the girls blocking the gate of the sect mansion looked at each other.

The crowd of onlookers became noisy, and someone counted Han Fei loudly: "Seventeen cups!, eighteen cups!,"

First one person shouted, and then more and more people shouted in unison, in the eyes of many people, a man who can drink is a real man, a man who drinks well is the best man, Han Fei's amount of alcohol instantly convinced these men, even the warriors of the Duanmu clan looked at Han Fei with different eyes, it was simply a god of wine!

Everyone didn't know that for Han Fei, as long as his stomach could accommodate it, he wouldn't get drunk no matter how much he drank, and it was enough to suppress the strength of the wine with the true qi of the Xuanmen. If it weren't for the inappropriate place, he could have forced the spirits out of his body through the meridians, then one. The man took care of all the wine.

The voices around him became louder and louder, Han Fei's belly bulged almost as big as a pregnant woman of three or four months, and he only stopped when he drank the fiftieth glass of wine, and said to the other disciple warriors, "I can only drink so much, the rest is up to you!"

The nine junior warriors looked at each other and rushed forward in unison, each of them began to drink one by one, even if they could no longer drink, they did not want to lose face at this time.

There were about a hundred and fifty glasses of wine left, and if they were divided evenly, one person would get almost fifteen glasses. Some of the children were still able to hold on to their share, and some of them collapsed with straight eyes after drinking less than ten cups, and then were carried out in the laughter of others.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Han Fei absorbed most of the fine wine that he had poured into his stomach, and the strength of the wine was dissolved with true qi, and the water was forced out of the pores through the meridians, turning into water vapor and slowly evaporating, and the full stomach slowly returned to its original state.

With the true qi of Xuanmen, he simply has an invincible cheat that fights for wine.

In the end, the nine disciples of the warrior Jin Bu were tragically drunk and were carried out, and there were still five glasses of wine left on the long table in the two rows, Han Fei originally planned to drink it himself, but he didn't expect Han Wei to step forward and drink three glasses in a row.

With a little drunkenness, Han Wei pointed to the remaining two glasses of wine and said to Duanmu Mingxin and Mingying: "Two sisters, we really can't drink the remaining two glasses of wine, I paid for it!"

As he spoke, he took out two heavy red wedding bags from his pockets and handed them to the two sisters one in each hand.

There is Han Fei here. How could these two glasses of wine not be drunk, but for Han Wei's seemingly stupid behavior, Han Fei secretly admired, so as to give the other party a step, and by the way, he could also make friends with two sisters-in-law, and a mere 20,000 gold coins was nothing to Han Wei.

Han Wei's attitude is so sincere, no matter how rude the Duanmu sisters are, they are also the children of wealthy families, and they still understand the truth of moderation, and the elders of the family will be punished if they really want to go too far, so although they are unwilling, they still take the money bag.

Duanmu Mingxin turned his head and said weakly: "Sisters, let's get out of the way!"

All the girls of the Duanmu family looked forward to Mingxin and Mingying, and Han Wei and the others did pass the test, and now they got the happy money, so naturally there was no reason to block the door, so they got out of the way.

Han Wei smiled and saluted the surrounding groups, and then walked into the gate of the sect with his head held high.

As the only remaining greeting envoy, Han Fei followed him in, followed by a string of servants carrying dowry gifts.

The hall of the Zongfu was already full of people, and the patriarchs, elders, elders and other high-level figures of the Duanmu clan were all present, and of course, Han Tianli and other elders of the Han clan were indispensable.

A beautiful girl in a red dress and a variety of beautiful jewelry was surrounded by three maids, sitting shyly next to the patriarch Duanmu Xiong, there was no doubt that it was Duanmu Mingyue, whom Han Wei was going to marry.

Seeing Han Wei striding in, most of the people had smiles on their faces.

The drums sounded in unison, and the next thing was carried out one by one in accordance with the etiquette of the Donghua clan, Han Wei bowed to the elders of the Duanmu clan one by one, and then presented a dowry to his father-in-law, and inspected it on the spot, and the whole process lasted almost one. Hour.

Different from the difficult tests of the young people of the same generation in the past, these are all orthodox etiquette that should be expected to welcome relatives, Han Wei's every move represents the Han family, and there is no room for negligence and mistakes, otherwise it will not just be his face that will be lost.

After all the rituals were over, Duanmu Xiong stood up and reluctantly put his daughter's hand into Han Wei's hand, which means that he entrusted his daughter's life to Han Wei, Duanmu Mingyue will also become Han Wei's original wife, and the marriage between the two clans is complete.

At this moment, there was a sudden commotion at the door, and a young samurai rushed in.

He was about twenty years old, and he was quite handsome, but his eyes were a little hideous with a fire-breathing angry appearance, and his eyes were fixed on the hands held by Han Wei and Duanmu Mingyue.

The sudden appearance of this warrior caused a stir in the hall, and the faces of several Duanmu family elders changed, and Duanmu Mingyue's expression was also a little embarrassed.

Han Feiwang stood near the door to watch the ceremony, and the scene in front of him couldn't help but remind him of the bloody plots in those movies and television in his previous life, and he secretly screamed in his heart that it was not good, and immediately rushed to the front of the other party with an arrow step.

The warrior was about to open his mouth and shout, but he was unexpectedly blocked by Han Fei, and an invisible power instantly pressed over, and the words he was about to say were blocked in his throat in an instant.

At this critical moment, Han Fei used the dragon coercion of the high-level dragon spirit heart method, although it was far from being comparable to the real coercion of a high-level warrior in terms of power, but in a surprise situation, he suppressed the other party in one fell swoop.

"It turned out to be Senior Duanmu, let's go outside!" Han Fei did not hesitate to push the power of the dragon to the extreme, but there was a warm smile on his face: "Don't disturb the newcomer to finish the ceremony!"

He took a step forward, reached out and grabbed the other party's shoulder to restrain him, and with a sharp exertion of his arm, the other party involuntarily followed him out of the door.

Duanmu Xiong secretly breathed a sigh of relief, snorted coldly and turned his head to glance in the hall, and several family elders lowered their heads to avoid his sharp gaze.

Duanmu Mingyue's face revealed a trace of gloom, and Han Wei held her hand and gently shook her This little turmoil did not have much impact, everyone stepped forward to congratulate the couple, the elders gave their respective gifts, Duanmu Mingyue's mother took her daughter's hand and gave the last entrustment and blessing with tears.

Outside the Sect Mansion, Han Fei held the samurai who had come to make trouble to break through the crowd and walked to a nearby alley before letting go.

Who is the horror?" The young samurai who had regained his freedom let out an unwilling roar like a wounded lion: "Why stop me, the bright moon is mine!"

"What you say is yours?" Han Fei sneered: "She is now my sister-in-law, the daughter-in-law of our Han family!"

"No!" the young samurai roared, "It's me she likes, it's not fair that you forced her to marry someone she hasn't even seen in front of her, get out of here, or I'm going to be unkind!"

"It's not fair!" Han Fei said lightly: "But I doubt that she really likes you, I heard that you can be desperate to love someone, you are desperate, but Miss Mingyue may not think so." ”

"Also, if you want me to get out of the way, you can show your strength, but even if you can defeat me, can you still defeat my mentor and the elders of the clan?"

Han Fei's words were like an incomparably sharp dagger slammed into the young warrior's heart, his eyes turned red, and he opened his arms and suddenly pounced on Fu Fei.

It was only as soon as the net was pounced, and Fu Fei took the lead in kicking him in the abdomen, kicking him several meters away and hitting the wall.

"Enlightenment!" Han Fei looked at the warrior who fell to the ground with a look of pity: "This is a marriage between the two clans, neither you nor I can stop it, they are now husband and wife, you will die of this heart!"

In Han Fei's opinion, this young warrior was undoubtedly used as a gunman, and he heard that there were different voices in the Duanmu clan about this marriage, and he really used a lot of secret tricks.

It's just that the secret trick is unsightly after all, and it can be easily broken with a dignified and upright momentum.

Han Fei's last words hit the young warrior's vital point, the fist he had just raised hung down weakly, and his head and teeth slammed into the hard ground with a muffled "thump" sound, obviously in extreme pain.

Han Fei couldn't help but shake his head, thought about it, bent down and patted the other party's shoulder and said, "If you are a real man, let go of unrealistic thoughts, I think I can accompany you to have a drink!"

Looking at the painful and weeping warrior in front of him, Fu Fei sighed heavily in his heart.

Even after three lifetimes, he may not be able to unravel this love word, and a shadow quietly appears in his heart.

Shui Xiu, how are you now?

(To be continued)