The corners of Pi Xiuxiu's mouth twitched, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is at this time, and he still wants to rob the mountain bandits?

It seems that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince really has the potential to be a mountain bandit than a mountain bandit......

"You are all heroes from Qinjian Villa, sincerity is naturally there, there is nature!"

Murong Huan looked at the big boss's respectful smile towards him, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

The big boss and the third boss are convinced of the identity of Murong Huan and the others, and there is only a scar on the second master......

He watched them from beginning to end, trying to find a hole in their disguise.

At night, good wine and meat are waiting in the cottage, including the younger brothers below, and everyone sits at a long table that gathers everyone in the cottage.

Murong Huan sat on the main seat, Pi Xiuxiu and Wei Wuyue sat next to each other, the big boss sat on Murong Huan's right hand, followed by the second master and the third master.

Although such a seat is quite fascinating, and the brothers below the cottage can't understand it, but looking at the respectful side of the big boss, I think it should be from a big man of some sect.

But this big man ......

This big man is a little too small.

I really don't blame them, they just look at Murong Huan as if she was about ten years old.

"Chivalry, I toast you!"

The big boss directly lifted the wine jar and drank it bitterly.

Murong Huan: "......"

Can anyone tell them that he is a person with strengths all over his body, and that the only weakness may be ...... It's hard to drink!

Not only is it too much to drink, but it's also a legendary cup of pouring ......

What's more, he's still a kid!

This group of old immortals seemed to be ready to salute him with a wine jar bigger than his head, did they want to kill him?

"Big boss, forget about wine, I still use tea instead of wine to pay tribute to the big boss."

The big boss immediately stopped Murong Huan's hand: "Eh, this chivalrous man looks down on the wine of our cottage?" Although our little Tiger Head Gang has not been compared with the Qinjian Villa with all over the world, but this wine is within a radius of ten miles, only the wine in our cottage tastes the most mellow, and the knights don't drink this altar today, they just look down on our cottage, and they haven't accepted the reparation of our cottage! ”

The brothers below responded, and as soon as they heard the words of the big boss, the people below began to coax-

"Drink!"

"Drink!"

"Drink!"

This made Murong Yingke really difficult.

His grandmother's donkey, his alcohol consumption is really weak, and he is weaker than Biyan, how can he drink it?

If Murong Huan's expression was seen by Chongyan now, he would inevitably laugh at him fiercely.

Seriously, there really wasn't any time when Murong Huan felt helpless, and now it's really hard for him to do.

"Our son-in-law doesn't drink alcohol when he goes out, so I'll do it for me."

Pi Xiuxiu directly opened a jar, clinked glasses with the big boss, and raised his head to drink.

Murong Huan was immediately moved, and he really deserved to be his good show!

Even if Murong Huan is their leader, Pi Xiuxiu doesn't seem to be a good stubble, and the three family members sitting opposite will accept it when they see it, and the drinking level is over.

A jar of wine is said to be too much, and a little is said to be a lot.

Wei Wuyue only drank a few sips last night, and not only was he drunk and unconscious that night, but he also woke up with a splitting headache.

Seeing that Pi Xiuxiu was about to drink this jar of wine with them, Wei Wuyue finally couldn't control his hand-