Chapter 377: You're a feudal superstition
Song Zhong slaughtered all sides at the wine table, two boxes of a total of 12 bottles of treasured Feitian Moutai, and Song Zhong drank more than 8 bottles alone.
Liu An'an, Wang Dawei and Zhang Qing each drank about one bottle. The three of them drank too much when they accompanied Li Xuan to drink at noon, and before they could sober up, they were violently poured by Song Zhong, and they couldn't get up directly on the wine table.
"Huh, why are you sleeping, how can you drink this wine?" With the power of wine, Song Zhong's "Jinde Zhizheng" exercise is running more and more smoothly. This was broken when he drank it, and he couldn't help but look around with a wine glass.
"Okay, Song Zhong, you have drunk all the treasures of Brother Zhang for many years. When he sobers up tomorrow, he will have to regret agreeing to drink as much as you want!" Li Xuan said in time to prevent Song Zhong from asking for wine again.
"Okay, then I'll have some more food. Song Zhong didn't dare to disobey Li Xuan's words, so he had to choose his second hobby, which was also his original first hobby, "eating".
Xiao Fang heard that Song Zhong was going to eat, and hurriedly sent a small bowl of rice to Song Zhong.
"Why is this bowl so small?" Song Zhong was stunned when he looked at the small bowl of rice in front of him that was not much bigger than his fist.
"Mr. Song, the bowls for rice in our hotel are all so big. Xiao Fang replied.
"It's a lot of trouble to eat a meal! Song Zhong said.
"Okay, but we don't have a big bowl for rice in our hotel, only this big bowl for soup. Xiao Fang pointed to the large soup bowl on the wine table and said.
"That's okay, you hurry up and serve it, I'm hungry!" Song Zhong picked up the rice bowl in front of him as he spoke, and added a small bowl of rice to his stomach in two bites.
"Okay, let's go serve the meal right away!" Xiao Fang was startled when he saw Song Zhong eating, and immediately ran out to serve the meal.
After a while, Xiao Fang came back with a tray, on which was a large bowl with a diameter of more than 30 centimeters, which was full of rice.
"Okay! This bowl is okay! You can bring me two more bowls of rice later." Song Zhong nodded and said.
Xiao Fang was so frightened that he almost threw the tray away. Such a big bowl of rice is enough for three people to eat, but Song Zhong has to eat three bowls by himself, which is also too scary.
Without waiting for Li Xuan, Weng Rong, and Leng Yu to finish each eating a small bowl of rice, Song Zhong's big bowl of rice had already been eaten, and Xiao Fang served two large bowls of rice one after another, and Song Zhong ate most of the dishes on the table.
"Xiao Zhong, have you eaten enough?" Weng Rong asked when she saw that Song Zhong was still a little unsatisfied with the rice bowl. "You're really a big stomach! If you eat like this, you'll get fatter and fatter, and who wants to be your girlfriend when the time comes?"
"It's not going to be fat, I've only eaten seven or eight minutes full now. Song Zhong put down his rice bowl and patted his round belly with his hand, "Alas, I can't eat anymore, I've been losing weight recently! Let's control it! If I see Xiaomei, he will laugh at me." ”
Leng Yu stared at a pair of almond eyes, "You drank eight bottles of wine just now, ate three bowls of rice, and a large table of dishes." After eating so much, you still say you want to lose weight? By the way, who is Xiaomei?"
"Uh! Not much, not much! We martial arts practitioners can only cultivate advanced martial arts if we eat more, you know. Song Zhong said to Leng Yu, but avoided answering the question of who Xiaomei was.
Leng Yu looked at Song Zhong's round figure, looked down at himself again, shook his head and said, "If you want to practice advanced martial arts, eat into your body, don't practice this kind of martial arts!" Although Leng Yu has become obsessed with practicing martial arts, her love for beauty will always be ranked first in a woman's heart.
"Then you'll never be able to cross me!" Song Zhong said with a smile.
"By the way, you haven't told me who Xiaomei is?" Leng Yu remembered this question again.
"You're not me, why should I tell you?" Song Zhong glared and came directly.
"I'll ignore you!" Leng Yu was so angry that she couldn't say anything, and turned her head to look at Weng Rong, "Sister Rong, I'll accompany you to a fun place after eating." You haven't come to Yanjing to have a good time, have you?"
"Okay! I'm also coming to Yanjing for the first time, and I want to go out and have fun! Weng Rong said happily.
"Sister Rong, you'd better not go out tonight. Leng Yu will have a bloody disaster today, so it's better to stay in the hotel and not go anywhere. "After Li Xuan cultivated immortals, he was a little happy and quiet. When he first saw Leng Yu, Leng Yu's face was different, and he used the technique of looking at qi to see that Leng Yu might be injured today, so he kindly reminded her.
"Hmph! I'm pretending to be a ghost again! You just said that I had a bloody disaster, and now I'm not sitting here properly?" Leng Yu said disdainfully. "If it weren't for the fact that you are Song Zhong's cousin, I would have cleaned you up a long time ago. Now Huaxia is a socialist society and the world of the People's Party, and it has long since broken the four olds. You are engaged in feudal superstition, and you are the target of the police!"
"Feudal superstition?" Li Xuan smiled helplessly. Li Xuan himself has been cultivating immortals for two years, and he has even seen the Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda, the talking Roaring Sky Dog, the humanoid goblin cultivated by the King of Ten Thousand Years of Ginseng, and Xiao Jin, the descendant of Kunpeng and the True Dragon, so isn't it too late to say anything about feudal superstition at this time?
Li Xuan knew that Leng Yu, a person who had received the People's Party's atheist education for many years, had different ideas from himself, and he didn't care, and continued, "Just now, you did have a bloody disaster. Originally, the air conditioner that fell from the upper floor would hit you, but Song Zhong blocked it for you. However, this blood-light plague has not been completely broken. If you don't go out tonight, this blood-light disaster will be gone. Li Xuan continued.
"It's strange that I believe you!" Leng Yu shook his head and said, "I'm going to go to a crowded place today to see what bloody disaster will fall on me." I think I am a martial arts master, and I can be scared by you because of your words, and I will be laughed at by people in the martial arts all over the world if I spread it!"
"Twelfth sister, what my cousin said is accurate, you still don't want to go out to play. Song Zhong didn't believe it at all when he saw Leng Yu, so he spoke for Li Xuan.
Leng Yu's brutal temperament played up, and he didn't listen to anyone. "Don't scream, who is your twelfth sister? I'm going to go out with Sister Rong now, do you like to go or not. ”
"Or, why don't we go out tonight?" Weng Rong saw that Li Xuan didn't want to go out, and she didn't want to go out either.
"Sister Rong, don't listen to them. The social security in our Yanjing City is very good, and there will be no accidents. Leng Yu took Weng Rong's hand and didn't let go. "Besides, I've practiced martial arts, and ordinary people aren't my opponents at all. With me protecting you, nothing will happen!"
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