The middle-aged man hugged his fists and said, "Yes, my surname is Qiao, dare to ask who this son is?"

"Your surname is really Qiao!" Duan Chen glanced at him, "As for me, a certain surname is Duan, from the Dali Duan clan." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"Dali Duan's..."The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, and his heart was secretly lined up, "No wonder the other party has strong palms, and even he was repelled a few steps, it turns out that this person is from the Duan family of martial arts, and this kind of means is really worthy of being from a family."

"But is he a white-clothed sword god or not," the middle-aged man was still a little skeptical, Dali Duan's six-vein divine sword, he had naturally heard of it.

However, it is said that the six-vein divine sword is the ultimate technique of controlling the sword with qi, and there are invisible qi swords crisscrossing between the shots, and everything is indestructible, and the end is very powerful. And the young man in front of him is carrying a heavy sword that is black and red, which does not seem to be a method of controlling the sword with qi.

Just when the middle-aged man was thinking, Duan Chen had already staggered past him and came to the inside of the restaurant.

Seeing that the middle-aged man was still frozen in front of the restaurant, Duan Chen said loudly,

"Come in for a few drinks, friend!"

"Good!" the middle-aged man laughed and walked through the door.

The two sat down against the empty window, and the middle-aged man summoned the bartender and said, "Xiao Er, let's get ten catties of sorghum wine first, I want to drink with this brother!"

"Wait!" Duan Chen stopped the bartender.

"Brother, why are you doing this?" the middle-aged man wondered.

"How can something as vulgar as sorghum wine enter our stomachs?" Duan Chen said with a smile, "Little Er, what is your most famous and strong wine?"

"If you go back to Gongzi, the most famous wine in our Piaoxiang Building is called 'Bottle Fragrance'. It is a fine spirit made from the finest rice, with a smooth and soft mouthfeel, a long and spicy aroma that will have a real aftertaste. But that's the price..."

"Then come to the bottle of incense!" Duan Chen threw out a golden ingot, "Let's quench your thirst with twenty catties first!"

"Childe, this bottle of incense is also known as 'three bowls of pouring', the wine is extremely strong, and ordinary people will get drunk after drinking three bowls. You asked for twenty pounds at once, which is not enough to drink, and you and this uncle are drunk. ”

"Why are you so noisy, I'll let you take it, you go and get it!"

Duan Chen's voice carried the coercion of the waves, and the bartender was shocked, picked up the ingots on the wine table and hurried away.

The middle-aged man just thought that Duan Chen couldn't drink ten catties of sorghum wine, but he didn't expect Duan Chen to be so refreshing, not only asked for a better bottle of incense, but also asked for twenty catties in one go, and his heart became more and more happy.

The bartender quickly returned, carrying four jars of wine, each weighing five pounds, neatly placed on the table.

"This brother, are you a white-clothed sword god?" the middle-aged man asked.

"How? Isn't it?" Duan Chen said with a smile, "There are no white-clothed sword gods here, when I see them today, I can only drink happily!"

"Brother is right, I'm paranoid," the middle-aged man also smiled and beckoned Xiao Er, "Bring me a big bowl!

"It's so boring to drink with a bowl," Duan Chen stopped the big man, flicked his robe, swept it secretly, and swept a jar of incense to the middle-aged man, "Drink directly from the wine jar!"

"Haha, that's right!"

The wine jar swept towards the middle-aged man with a strong wind, and the big man stretched out his palm to pick it up, and the next moment he felt a majestic force attacking him, and he was able to stabilize the wine jar with force.

"Bang"!

The plug of the wine jar rose to the sky, and the middle-aged man looked down and saw that the wine in the wine jar was as calm as stagnant water, and he didn't see half of the waves.

The middle-aged man was shocked, and used the internal force to shake the plug, but the wine was not moving, and the internal force was controlled so slightly, even if it was him, it was not enough.

Duan Chen hugged the wine jar and took a sip, smiling slightly, Qiao Feng at this time should be the same as him, he was in the early stage of the Innate Realm. However, he has the True Qi of the Northern Darkness in his body, and his control of the True Qi is a little more subtle than Qiao Feng.

In fact, no one's martial arts are one layer of immutable, in the Tianlong world, everyone is a living being, and they will work hard to improve their strength.

Now the Heavenly Dragon Babu has only just begun, so Qiao Feng is at the beginning of the Innate Realm.

By the end of the Heavenly Dragon Babu, Qiao Feng would grow to the late stage of the Innate Realm and even approach the Innate Great Perfection.

Including Ding Chunqiu, who was killed by Duan Chen, he will grow a lot in the later stage, reaching the realm of the middle stage of the innate realm.

But it's not interesting to say this, Ding Chunqiu is dead, and it's useless to talk about it.

"Dude, do it!" Duan Chen raised the wine jar, touched the middle-aged man, and then raised his head and drank.

"!"

Duan Chen drank half a jar of wine in one go, only to feel that his heart was hot, sweating profusely, and he was extremely happy.

"Haha, cool!"

The two of you drank one jar and one jar and one jar, and in a blink of an eye, most of the four jars of liquor were drunk, and the bartender standing in the distance was already stunned. Although he has also seen a lot of people who drink well, he has only seen a bottle of incense as water like Duan Chen, which is still the only time in his life.

After drinking for a while, Duan Chen suddenly noticed that the entire restaurant was silent, and when he looked back, he found that the diners who were eating were all looking at them in a daze, and they were already stunned.

"Brother, good amount of alcohol!" The middle-aged man couldn't help but praise when he saw that Duan Chen had drunk nearly ten catties of spirits, but his face was not red or panting.

"My person is different from person to person," Duan Chen put down the empty wine jar and said with a smile, "I am a confidant with a thousand glasses of wine, and I don't speculate more than half a sentence!"

"What a wine confidant has a thousand glasses less!" The middle-aged man laughed, raised his head and drank all the wine in the wine jar, and then wiped his mouth, "Refreshing, refreshing!"

Duan Chen drank up the two jars of spirits, the wine gushed up, and walked to the railing of the restaurant. Looking at the blue sky and floating white clouds in the distance, Duan Chen's heart suddenly burst with pride,

"I smile at the sky with my sword, and go to keep the liver and gallbladder two Kunlun! happy!"

"Brother is really a hero of the rivers and lakes!" The middle-aged man walked up to Duan Chen and asked, "It's just, who are the two Kunluns you are talking about?"

"Two Kunlun, one is me, and the other is you. Duan Chen pointed at himself, and then pointed at the middle-aged man, "There are thousands of heroes in the rivers and lakes, who can be called heroes, only you and me!"

Turning his head to look at the middle-aged man, the two of them laughed at the same time.

"Brother not only has a good amount of alcohol, but also is so refreshing, and has his own pride," the middle-aged man said, "To be honest, Qiao has read countless people, but there are few people as bold as his brother, and there are very few people who can make me admire!"

"The brother has a good temperament and is full of pride, and Duan also admires it. Duan Chen suddenly asked, "Brother's surname is Qiao Mingfeng?"

"Yes, it's Qiao Feng down there!" the middle-aged man hugged his fist.

"Sure enough, it's Qiao Feng, the leader of the beggar gang is worthy of being a hero among people, and his name is well deserved!" Duan Chen laughed, "However, you shouldn't be surnamed Qiao, you should be surnamed Xiao." ”

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Brother, are you drunk, Qiao Feng's father's surname is Qiao, so naturally he also has the surname Qiao, why do you want to have the surname Xiao?"

"You will naturally understand this matter in the future," Duan Chen said with a smile, "Forget it, don't talk about it, don't talk about it!"

Qiao Feng saw that although Duan Chen was young, he was full of chivalry, and it was very likely that he was a white-clothed sword god who was famous all over the world, and a heart of competition suddenly floated in his heart.

"Brother, how about we test our foot strength?"

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(I've had something late, so let's change it every day.) ）