Chapter 12: Fire and Gas (1)
Although Ye Fei had never drunk alcohol, he often heard that a certain man in the village had drunk too much and went home to beat his wife and children, and he knew that spirits were never a good thing.
At that moment, he waved his hand again and again: "No, no, no, this is difficult to obey, I don't drink." ”
Fang Baiyu carefully opened the lid, held the wine jar to the tip of Ye Fei's nose, and shook it back and forth, "This wine is different, you can't get drunk." ”
When the lingering aroma of wine was opened, it had already flown into Ye Fei's nose, and the greedy stomach "cooed" non-stop, Ye Fei couldn't hold on, and said, "What's so special, why can't you get drunk." ”
"You drink first, and I'll tell you when you've drunk. ”
Bai Yu filled the cup in front of Ye Fei with wine, this cup was only slightly larger than the mouthpiece, it was specially ordered by Bai Yu to be replaced before the dinner began, the purpose was to taste this pot of wine slowly.
The aroma of wine was overflowing, and Ye Fei, who was flirting, was itching in his heart, and finally struggled: "Is this really good?" ”
"What's so bad, it's almost dry. ”
Bai Yu forced the wine glass to his lips and forcefully said, "Don't waste a drop, this glass of wine is enough to rebuild eight stables." ”
"Ahhh Moistening the wine, Ye Fei grinned. He had never drunk wine, never drunk such pure wine, and it must have been uncomfortable when the wine roared. However, this discomfort was quickly replaced by the strong aromatic taste and thick texture, Ye Fei opened his eyes suddenly, and there was a feeling of enlightenment, "This...... It's a wonderful thing. ”
With his greedy personality, after drinking for the first time, he would probably indulge in it, and it would be difficult to control himself, but he didn't want to, by mistake, he drank the best of Fang's collection. The taste of this first sip is so mellow that I will no longer be able to stand the general taste of alcohol in the future, which can be described as a blessing in disguise.
Ye Fei's spirit poured out, staring at the wine jug with bright eyes, and said, "Is wine such a wonderful existence?" ”
Bai Yu changed his previous style, hid the wine jug in his arms, avoided his hungry wolf-like gaze, and laughed: "You, you, you still looked righteous and awe-inspiring just now, what's wrong, the first sip of wine is down, it's not good?"
"I, I still want to drink. Ye Fei stretched out his hands to grab the wine in his arms, "Bai Yu, give me wine, give me wine." ”
Bai Yu has been practicing martial arts since he was a martial artist, and his skills are good, he pulled Ye Fei's wrist with his left hand, and pushed his right leg knee upward, making him unable to move, "Hehe, I've wanted to learn from you for a long time, today is just right, if you can grab it, this whole pot of wine is yours." ”
As soon as he said it, Ye Fei was also competitive, the tiger's body was shocked, and brute force surged.
The medicine man said that Ye Fei's body is a treasure, amazing memory, excellent comprehension is only a small part of this treasure, and more importantly, it is the endless power and recovery power far beyond ordinary people.
Therefore, Ye Fei, who had only learned a life-saving technique from the medicine man, could also rush left and right under the siege of Mo Junru and his minions.
Fang Baiyu quickly realized the terrifying nature of this brute force, and his mouth was numb, and he was about to lose control of the other party.
"Yo. There are two hits. "After all, a teenager is a teenager, and the gentleness of his character is only on the outside, and the competitiveness on the inside is the truth. Fang Bai Yushuang was able to stomp on the ground four times in a row at an extremely fast frequency, his body swished, he rose from the ground, jumped two feet, grabbed the beam above his head, and hung on it.
Fang Mu frowned slightly and said, "Yu'er, it's crazy, come down and eat well." ”
Without waiting for Bai Yu to agree, Ye Fei had already jumped up, like a leopard, and jumped up, also hanging his body on it. Bai Yu was taken aback, his feet kicked and fled westward, Ye Fei let him go, leaned his upper body, and grabbed his ankle with his left hand.
He was full of brute strength, and with this hand, Bai Yu couldn't escape immediately, and then, with a shake of his shoulder, he threw him to the ground.
The Fang family has an ancient book, called "The Art of Flying Heaven", which records all kinds of details about light body kung fu, Fang Baiyu has top qualifications, and he has learned its content by himself, and before he knows it, he has achieved something.
Seeing that his body was about to slap on the ground, Bai Yu stepped on the void four times in a row with his feet at the same pace as when he ran away before. With a "whoosh" sound, if the wind lifted around him, he swept out horizontally, his back brushed the ground, and flew dozens of meters before he landed.
Ye Fei's eyes froze, and he said with a smile: "That's right, this village belongs to you the best." ”
Bai Yu dusted off his body, raised his head and said, "Don't be proud, see if I have used real kung fu." ”