Dragon King Medical Son-in-law

Jiang Chen, who originally wanted to have a big fight, was stunned when he saw Duomen teaching the demon god Qinghuan a lesson.

He had only seen daughter slaves, but this was the first time he had seen a son slave.

The demon god, not to mention in the world of nothingness, even in the so-called ancient world, is a terrifying existence. Now he has been trained like a little lamb by his own son!

Unlike Jiang Chen, Darren was so frightened at this moment that he didn't even dare to breathe, fearing that he, the invisible man, would be discovered.

"Brother!" Duomen turned around and looked at Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen groaned and swallowed his saliva awkwardly: "Don't scold me, I'm innocent, let's talk it out!"

Duomen sighed and rushed to Jiang Chen happily, looking completely different from the hot-blooded young man who had just scolded his mother.

"Brother, what are you talking about? You have given me a great honor today. I will definitely be loyal to you and share life and death with you!"

Jiang Chen smiled and patted his shoulder.

Seeing his son's completely different attitude towards Jiang Chen, the Demon God Qinghuan felt a surge of anger rushing to his head, and he rushed up again.

However, the moment Duomen turned around, she was so scared that she immediately braked.

"What do you want to do?" Duomen asked vigilantly.

Qing Huan Demon God gritted his teeth and took a deep breath: "Jiang Chen, no, we don't have to fight. Don't you like drinking Balkh? Then let's drink, whoever falls down first will be..."

"Okay!" Jiang Chen agreed readily, "But I only have one jar of Balkh here, which seems not enough for me to drink alone."

"You!" The Demon God Qinghuan pointed at Darren angrily.

Darren trembled all over and was so scared that he immediately knelt down and kowtowed.

Qing Huan Demon God shouted angrily: "Go and find all the Balkhs in the seventh level for me. If I miss a bowl, my pill will be broken and destroyed!"

Darren seemed to have received a life-and-death warrant, he stood up and rushed out.

Immediately, the Qing Huan Demon God flashed and appeared in front of the long table. He grabbed the wine jar that Jiang Chen had just thrown over and shouted, "Jiang Chen, come here, let's start now!"

As she spoke, she picked up the jar of wine and began to gulp it down into her mouth.

Seeing this scene, Duomen, who was standing in front of Jiang Chen, suddenly widened his eyes.

"Wei Qinghuan, are you really crazy?"

Jiang Chen smiled and patted Duomen's shoulder, took out the last jar of Balkh in the space, walked over, and started drinking it.

At this moment, Duomen really doesn’t know what to say.

But he was clear about the power of Balkh.

If they really were to drink from the same pot as they do, even if they were at the top of their skills, they would be defeated in just a few pots.

More importantly, outside the palace at this time, maids from the Yaoqing Palace came in one after another, each holding a jar of Balkh.

Duomen was startled and quickly stopped the leading maid: "Where did you come from, so many Balkhs?"

The fox-headed maid in the lead bowed slightly and said, "Young Master, this was transferred from the palace's treasure house."

Duomen took a deep breath and asked again, "How many are there in total?"

The fox-headed maid whispered, "There are more than eighty jars in total... Hmm!"

Duomen quickly covered her mouth with his hand: "Listen to me, everyone retreat, otherwise I will kill you without mercy..."

"Balhe, bring it here." At this time, the demon god Qinghuan threw away the jar of wine in his hand, waved his hand and shouted.

Duomen was horrified: "No..."

With a roar, the fox-headed maid who was leading the group was so frightened that she immediately knelt down with the wine jar in her hands, followed by a large group of demon maids who knelt down behind her.

"Duomen!" Qing Huan Demon God shouted angrily: "Do you really think you can control me?"

"I am the ruler of Yaoqing Palace. You won't let me fight, and now you won't let me drink. Do you want to drive me to a dead end?"

Duomen: “…”

"Believe it or not!" Qing Huan Demon God pointed at Duo Men and said, "If I push you too far, I will put you back into my stomach and you will never get out."

Duomen: “…”

"Bring the wine here." The Demon God Qinghuan gave the order without any doubt.

Seeing that the demon god had really shown his power, the maids kneeling on the ground hurriedly stood up with the wine jars in their hands, put them down one after another, and ran away in a hurry.

Pulling open the lid of a wine jar, Qing Huan Demon God glared at Jiang Chen: "What happened just now doesn't count, we are just officially starting now!"

"Also, put away the jar in your hand. We are going to judge by jars now. Whoever has more empty jars wins."

Jiang Chen put away the half-drunk bottle of Balkh he had drunk and asked, "If we want to bet on wine, we have to have some kind of stake, right?"

Qing Huan Demon God snorted coldly: "You are the undisputed strongest person in the Void World, and I am also one of the three great demon gods of the demon race. With our identities, the stakes are naturally not small."

Jiang Chen made a gesture of invitation to her, indicating that she should bring it.

"I know why you're here." Qing Huan Demon God said coldly, "No matter how you try to trick my son, it won't change our hostile relationship."

"Since you want to conquer me, the seventh level of You Bi Cang Mountain, then as the guardian of the seventh level, I also want to conquer you."

"Now that the relationship is clear, things will be easier."

"Let's have a drinking contest and make a bet. Whoever falls down first will be the loser and must submit to the other person and be their slave forever without any regrets."

Upon hearing that his mother was betting so big, Duomen immediately rushed over to stop her.

"Mother, you..."

"Children are not allowed to butt in on adult matters." Qing Huan Demon God glared at Duo Men: "Don't you want to see us fight to the death? You are my son, I give you this face, so this is the only way."

Duomen: "You..."

"Don't worry!" Qing Huan Demon God said proudly: "If you like your big brother, then I will win him down to accompany you, to be your mount or a toy, whatever you want."

"You lunatic." Duomen cursed the Qinghuan Demon God, then turned around and looked at Jiang Chen.

The moment their eyes met, Duomen had already understood something from Jiang Chen's eyes before he even opened his mouth.

So he sighed and moved away, but he was still worried.

"Shall we begin?" Demon God Qinghuan raised his head towards Jiang Chen provocatively.

Without saying a word, Jiang Chen took the whole jar of Balkh she handed over, raised his head and began to gulp down the drink.

The demon god Qinghuan was not to be outdone. He opened a jar of wine, put one foot on a bench, and drank heartily with a heroic spirit.

At this moment, Duomen can only act as a spectator.

Seeing his mother and elder brother drinking one jar after another like they were drinking water, he suddenly felt very upset.

Balkh is a good wine, but this good wine can also be fatal.

If they keep fighting like this without restraint, even if one of them wins or loses, I'm afraid the other will have to sleep for countless years. What's the difference between that and fighting to the death?

The most helpless thing is that he can't find any way to stop it now and can only worry here.

At this moment, Darren came back, but as soon as he entered the palace, he was intercepted by Duomen who rushed out.