Tiandao betting shop

Chapter 345 Wine is a Good Thing
This is a camp with an excellent view on the outskirts of the Hundred Thousand Great Gods. The banner with the big "Jiang" character is flying in the air, and there are countless powerful ancient formations arranged all around, which can be described as impenetrable.

A stream of light flickered in the sky, and Jiang Ye appeared over the camp with a group of golden-armored monks, and fell straight down.

It's just that everyone's appearance is extremely miserable, not only the hair is disheveled, but also the armor is broken, even Jiang Ye is no exception, one of his shoes was kicked off, but there is still some excitement on his dirty and bloody face, Holding several bottles of dark beer tightly in his arms, he refused to let go.

"Where does my father still have Boss and the others? Why did they disappear after hitting half of them?" Jiang Ye, who had landed, asked a leader.

"The Patriarch, Mr. He and others have already returned, drinking and resting in the tent..."

"Damn it, my father is too unjust. He left me there to fight to the death, but he ran back first?" Jiang Ye couldn't help complaining. As for He Yu, he dared not In the ranks of complaining...

Jiang Ye thought about it again, and felt that this was not a kind of trust from his father, and he suddenly became happy again, holding a few bottles of dark beer in his hand, and limping towards the central army tent.

"Father, Boss He, I'm back, hahaha, you must have never imagined that I snatched a few bottles of wine... eh?!"

Jiang Ye who opened the tent door was stunned, because no one looked at him directly.

I saw He Yu and his father sitting at the head of the table, his uncle, the guardians of the family, and the elders were all blushing, and they were changing cups, and He Yu didn't know what jokes they said. It caused everyone to laugh from time to time.

"Dark beer, I have dark beer!" Jiang Ye shouted, "You don't want to drink anymore?"

There was a silence in the camp, and then everyone looked at Jiang Ye.

Just when Jiang Ye thought that everyone noticed the spoils in his hand, everyone suddenly laughed again.

"Stupid son, you really just ran back after fighting so hard?" Jiang Wuji also laughed.

"...What do you mean?" Jiang Ye was a little confused, "Didn't you also rush up just now, by the way, why did you run away halfway?"

"Ahem, Seventh Young Master, what you're holding in your arms is actually fake wine." Jiang Taixuan couldn't stand it any longer, and whispered while touching Jiang Ye.

"Fake...fake wine?" Jiang Ye didn't believe it, "It's impossible, I just tasted it secretly, and the taste is fine!"

"It's true, Boss He said it himself. He said that it's fine to drink it now. When the stamina comes up, you will doubt your life. At least you will vomit for seven days and seven nights, and you will have a splitting headache!"

"Damn it?" Jiang Ye was stunned for a moment, then suddenly came to his senses, "Did you all know about it a long time ago, so you left early?"

"That's right, Boss He sent us a voice transmission when we started the fight. I wanted to tell you, but you rushed out first, Mr. Seventh. I haven't had time to stop you!" Jiang Taixuan said helplessly. .

"..." Jiang Ye was speechless for a while, but soon said suspiciously: "That's not right, even if I have already rushed out, you can still rush in and call me!"

"Well, firstly, the Seventh Young Master really went too deep, secondly, secondly..." Jiang Taixuan hesitated.

"Secondly, what? Say it!"

"Hey, secondly, Boss He also said that we are happy today and invite us to drink Jiuliangye. He also said that the value of Jiuliangye is a hundred times that of black beer. I am thinking that there must not be much wine like this. , of course it’s first come first served, so I don’t even bother to call you son…” Jiang Taixuan blushed.

"..."

"And you can drink more with one less person." Someone beside him suddenly murmured.

"Who, who is it!" Jiang Ye suddenly turned around angrily, "If you have the guts to stand up and say it again, see if I don't beat you to death!"

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On the other side, the monks on the plain were also immersed in some kind of strange satisfaction.

Fake wine is all defective products recycled by the system, and the cost is very low.

So on this day, He Yu, who was rarely "generous", threw out thousands of bottles of dark beer.

Although I don't know why He Yuyi threw out the strangely packaged wine, whether it was the Spirit Sword Sect or the Divine Bow Sect, even the Bajiao Clan went crazy to snatch it, but the people present were not fools, they knew it at a glance There are problems, and big ones at that.

"Don't worry about 21, grab it first and then talk about it!" Immediately, someone rushed forward with a loud roar.

Cultivators have never sent out desperadoes. Some people took the lead first, and more and more people rushed up, and finally it became a mad rush for the whole people.

When all the dark beer was looted, the scene was already a mess, and there were even countless people still beating their lives to death.

At the critical moment, some respectable senior monks stood up and called for everyone to stop. At this time, Shen Gongmen and others were exhausted and suffered heavy losses. Besides, they were the closest and the most powerful. There is also the most beer, so everyone is happy in the end, and after getting the so-called dark beer, those monks only realized later why this wine caused a frantic competition among the top forces.

There is such a fairy wine in the world!

The shocked countless monks held a grand bonfire party that night, and had a carnival all night with this dark beer.

Even Lin Nantian was sitting leisurely on a bunker somewhere, with a few bottles of dark beer beside him, and sighed while sipping: "Finally, something happy, wine, is really a good thing... ..."

Then this morning.

"Uh... vomit!"

Lin Nantian, who was sleeping in a ravine at random, was awakened by the sudden sound. When he opened his eyes, he saw a mess of sticky matter pouring over his face, followed by another An indescribably strong stench.

"Damn it..." Lin Nantian just wanted to dodge, but he felt dizzy for a while, and his limbs were weak, and then his face was blurred.

"Ah!!" Lin Nantian, who had never been so humiliated before, let out a roar of life. He smeared his face indiscriminately, then jumped up and drew out his spear to pierce the lifeless ant in front of him.

But just as he stood up, a burning nausea rose from his abdomen. Lin Nantian's face turned green, and he couldn't help it anymore, bent over and vomited with a "wow".

Looking around, the entire plain was full of monks who were vomiting and diarrhea. The temporary latrines were already overcrowded, and many people even came to defecate everywhere.

An extremely sour and rotten smell in the world shot up from the plain, and a row of wild geese flew by in a straight line. When they touched the invisible air, their bodies froze, and then they followed the dumplings As if, one after another whimpered and fell down.

"If I, Lin Nantian, drink again in this life, I will be thundered from the sky... Ugh!!"

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