Douluo's Gourd

When Ning Tian saw Wang Xiaofeng glanced at the dishes in front of him from time to time, he guessed what Wang Xiaofeng was thinking when he thought about it, he thought of a reason, left his seat, and returned to Ning Rongrong's side.

Wang Xiaofeng saw Ning Tian's actions in his eyes, he was worthy of being a direct descendant of the great sect, but he handled things differently, even he couldn't help but feel some good feelings.

After finishing the dishes beside him, Wang Xiaofeng found that Dai Mubai and the others were only focused on drinking and didn't eat much, so he came up with the idea of ​​their side's dishes.

Tang San happily accompanied Xiao Wu to drink, this was also his first time drinking, at first he was not used to drinking, but the more he drank, the more he enjoyed it.He had heard Dai Mubai say before that the small winery that Wang Xiaofeng co-founded with him was quite impressive, now that the wine was really good, quite addictive, he had already drank several glasses in a row.

Just when Tang San was holding the empty cup and wanted to take another cup, he realized that the roast duck in front of him was gone, only an empty plate was left.

"What's the situation, the roast duck ran away?" Tang San pointed to the empty plate in front of him, and asked Xiao Wu blankly.

Xiao Wu saw Tang San like this for the first time, and poked his face curiously, but Tang San didn't respond at all, just filled a glass of wine and sat on the sidelines drinking it blankly.

"Hahaha, little San, I didn't expect you to look stupid when you're drunk." Dai Mubai laughed, never expecting Tang San to have such a side.

Tang San couldn't bully anyone except her, Xiao Wu lifted the wine barrel from the corner and placed it in front of Dai Mubai's desk, "Hmph, Boss Dai, it's clear that you haven't had enough to drink!"

"I've never been afraid of anyone in a fight for wine!" Dai Mubai smiled charmingly, picked up a big bowl to fill up the wine, and started to fight with Xiao Wu just like that.

Wang Xiaofeng ate all the dishes in front of Tang San without saying a word, but when he turned around, he saw Tang San in a daze, and couldn't help asking carefully: "Little San, are you okay?"

"...Ah?...Oh........well..." Tang San smiled foolishly at Wang Xiaofeng.

Wang Xiaofeng looked awkwardly at Tang San who barely responded, and thought: "This is clearly dementia caused by excessive alcohol." This should be regarded as Tang San's black history, but it's a pity that he doesn't have a mobile phone, otherwise he must take pictures.

"Plop." A figure fell into Tang San's arms, and even brought Tang San to the side.

"Hey, you still want to drink with me with this amount of alcohol, it's a piece of cake." Dai Mubai stood up staggeringly while supporting the table, obviously he was hurting the enemy by one thousand and himself by eight hundred.

On the other side Zhu Zhuqing was also poured down by Ning Rongrong, seeing Dai Mubai's swaying figure, Ning Rongrong smiled slyly, took Dai Mubai with the wine glass and poured it indiscriminately.

In the end, only Wang Xiaofeng and Ning Rongrong remained sober and did not fall down. Of course, the two of them drank all the wine and did not decide the winner, so this contest was considered a draw.Ning Tian?He didn't escape the little witch's palm at all, and lay unconscious under the table early in the morning.

When everyone woke up from the drunken dream the next day, they almost lost the memory of drinking yesterday, and only barely remembered that Ning Rongrong was the final winner.

Everyone rested for a day, and in the evening they made a summary of the competition with the master, and then went back to their rooms to practice.

"Bang bang."

Wang Xiaofeng was studying self-created soul skills in his room, when a knock on the door suddenly interrupted his train of thought.

"Here we come." Wang Xiaofeng opened the door and saw that there was a master standing outside the door, Wang Xiaofeng quickly turned sideways to welcome the master in.

Wang Xiaofeng wondered why the master came to him at this time, so he asked: "Master, what's the matter?"

"Xiaofeng, I just want to ask if your injury is better?"

Wang Xiaofeng rubbed his head embarrassingly, "I thought my acting skills had improved, but I didn't expect you to see it, Master."

The master took a deep look at Wang Xiaofeng, stared at him, and then said lightly: "I didn't notice it, but Flender said that your breath is not stable, let me come and take a look."

"...Master, what about the integrity between people."

The master didn't speak, just looked at Wang Xiaofeng like this.

Wang Xiaofeng retreated under the eyes of the master, and quickly said: "Actually, I didn't completely resist the martial soul fusion technique yesterday, that beam of light not only has the power to dissolve everything, but also has a kind of scale powder inside, which can make the touch People who come across are poisoned."

"Poison? Then you..."

"Reduce the reaction, suppress the five senses, and have a certain psychedelic effect." Wang Xiaofeng smiled bitterly: "Fortunately, with the help of Oscar's detoxified sausage, he should be able to fully recover in two days."

The master was relieved when he heard that he could recover in two days, but he still reminded: "Martial soul skills are all kinds of strange things, there are all kinds of them, don't be stupid to resist or hide, remember this lesson, don't worry about it. There is a next time."

"Didn't I think it was a strong attack martial soul fusion skill, who knew it was from the control system." Wang Xiaofeng muttered.

"Ok?"

"Master, don't worry, there will never be a next time." Seeing Wang Xiaofeng pat his chest in response, the master also nodded and prepared to leave.

The master who walked to the door told Wang Xiaofeng: "You don't need to participate in the competition for the next two days, and you can rest easy and recuperate."

"understood."

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