Xiao Ye looked at San Biao at this time, and saw that San Biao was wearing a soap jacket like a dark cloud covering his body, and the variegated silk on it was like a flower python. The upper forehead hoop is brilliant, and the eyes are vaguely fiery.

In the dream realm, these three biao immediately changed their outfits again, this appearance, this momentum, it seems to be Wu Song's appearance.

What was this going to do in his dreams?

Xiao Ye was a little confused now.

"No, it's not eighteen bowls, it's thirty-six bowls of wine!"

San Biao repeated, there is a tendency to be heroic and dry.

"Guest officer, please look at the signboard!"

Xiao Er smiled a little and pointed to the signboard beside him.

San Biao and Xiao Ye looked at the same time, only to see that the signboard read, "Three bowls are not posted".

Well?

Isn't this exactly the scene where Wu Song fights the tiger, does these three biao want to fight the tiger in their dreams?

"Hmph, you can just take it!"

San Biao slapped the table with both hands, not paying any attention to the warning of the sign.

Seeing Sanbiao's fierce and vicious appearance, Xiao Er trotted to the wine shop and brought a jar of wine. He opened his mouth and said, "Guest officer, my jar of wine is just thirty-six bowls of wine, you drink it!" With that, he placed it in front of Sanbiao's table.

Then, he left, and came back a moment later, holding a plate of beef in his hand, and put it on the table of Sanbiao, "Guest officer, this is ten catties of beef." With that, he stepped back.

Sanbiao lifted the lid of the wine, did not pour it into the bowl, and drank it directly.

"Knock ......"

The wine was spilled all over the body, and the soapy food turned green.

Xiao Ye saw it and felt that this wine was good, and these three biao could really enjoy it in their dreams.

After all, most of the things in dreams are the embodiment of a person's will.

In the dream, San Biao drank half a jar of wine in one gulp, and the people around him were stunned.

He enjoyed the stunned gaze of everyone, which could show that he was extraordinary, that he was superb in martial arts, and that he was full of courage.

Xiao Ye wanted to spit on Sanbiao, what a thing, and pretending to be a hero. As far as you are a villain in the fish and meat country, what kind of hero is not good to dream of, and you dream of Wu Song?

If he can go to the dream realm at night, if he doesn't enter the dream realm, he will beat Sanbiao once.

Now, he thought of a new way to clean up Sanbiao, just to see if Sanbiao's dream could continue according to his heroic dream.

In the dream, Sanbiao drank half a jar of wine, grabbed the beef on the plate and ate it.

That big bite on the beef, a third of the beef is gone.

This is certainly not real in reality, but in dreams, anything can happen.

Many people around sounded a sigh, all admiring that this was a strong man.

San Biao was very interested, and the admiration around him made him excited. He picked up the jar and drank half of the jar in one go. Then, eat the rest of the meat in one bite.

He seemed to be drunk, and picked up the long stick on the table, and suddenly another long stick appeared on the table, and everything was a little messy in the dream, and he staggered towards the mountain behind the wine shop.

He didn't even give the money to the boss, and the boss and Xiao Er didn't dare to come forward to ask for it.

At this time, a smug smile can be seen on his face. In reality, he didn't eat a lot of overlord meals.

This scene in the dream truly reflects him in reality.

The corners of Xiao Ye's mouth hooked, revealing an evil smile, "Hehe, see how long you can be proud!" ”

In the dream, Sanbiao walked up a mountain, carrying a long stick on his shoulder.

There is a stone stele in this mountain, and the stele is engraved with three big characters of "Jingyang Gang".

Seeing these three big characters, Xiao Ye's heart already counted, this product must be on Jingyanggang to fight tigers! Hehe, then the story can go on.

Sanbiao took two steps and swayed, three steps and one fell, walking on the mountain. I saw a huge boulder lying horizontally under a large tree, and the stone was unusually flat.

He was very drunk, and his mind was clear.

This boulder is just enough for him to rest for a while.

He walked over, lay down on the boulder, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

"Roar!" As soon as he fell asleep, a colorful tiger sprang out of the woods and pounced on him.

He woke up suddenly, flipped on the spot, and fell off the boulder, and the colorful tiger pounced on the boulder.

At this time, you can see the excitement on San Biao's face, his dream is to fight the tiger in Jingyanggang.

Now that Tiger is out, that's his real performance.

He had bruised arms and muscles, and he held a long stick and thrashed it at the head of the colorful tiger.

That stick can hear the wind whistling, and the force is really not small.

The colorful tiger is not an idle person, and he does not dodge, and directly slaps the long stick with one paw.

"Bang", I thought that the colorful tiger would slap the wooden stick, but I never thought that the paw of the colorful tiger hit by this stick was painful, and it howled in pain and withdrew its claws.

Seeing this, San Biao was even more happy, held the stick in both hands, and hit it violently again.

The colorful tiger seemed to be very afraid of the strength of the stick in Sanbiao's hand, and its four legs bounced and flew out of the boulder.

This stick, Sanbiao hit the air and hit the boulder, "Squeak!" "The stick broke.

Seeing that the wooden stick was broken, I thought that San Biao's face would show surprise, but I didn't think that he was still excited, threw away the broken stick in his hand, rushed forward directly, and grabbed the tail of the colorful tiger.

In reality, how can his fat body catch up with a tiger, and he can't catch up with a chicken. But in the dream, he was athletic and amazingly powerful.

I saw him grab the tail of the colorful tiger and shake it violently, and the colorful tiger was actually thrown twenty or thirty meters away by him, fell to the ground, and screamed in pain.

"Hahaha, my Sanbiao is much stronger than you Wu Song, I wasn't born in the Water Margin, I was born in the Water Margin, and what is the matter with you Wu Song. One hundred and eight heroes, I am the designated one! You Wu Song stand aside! ”

At this time, he was no longer Wu Song's outfit, and he had changed back to himself, shirtless, wearing a pair of black pants, and swaying with fat.

He strode over, grabbed the tail of the colorful tiger again, and shook it hard, and the colorful tiger was thrown dozens of meters away again, fell on a big tree, and fell to the ground.

"Hahaha......" San Biao raised his head and laughed, extremely happy, "I can fight the tiger, who else can't fight!" ”

The last sentence exposed his true nature, and no one could beat him.

Xiao Ye snorted coldly, "Your imaginary tiger is too weak, let's give you a real tiger to beat, see how rampant you are!" ”

Xiao Ye frowned, and a beam of spiritual power shot into San Biao's head at the center of his eyebrows.

That beam of spiritual power seemed to be in the shape of a tiger, which only Xiao Ye could see, and others couldn't see it at all.

The tiger is six hundred pounds in size, the fierce beast in the northeast woods of the Great Xia Kingdom, the largest cat in the world, has a palm strength of more than a ton, and the bite force of the teeth reaches half a ton, which is a terrifying existence.

San Biao walked towards the colorful tiger with high morale in his dream, he stepped on the colorful tiger and raised his fist to beat the colorful tiger half to death.

When the vinegar-jar-sized fist landed on the head of the colorful tiger, he let out an "oops".

I felt a hot pain in my fist, as if it had been pounded on a stone.