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Come. Let's have a drink for Mi Ming's future! "The fat man raised the temple, and it was old and broken. He signaled to the people below that he took a gulp,

"Guru. The throat is surging. A strong stimulating liquid is left along the throat. The fat man feels a burning fire in his chest.

Men’s blood is boiling because of wine and war, fat people like this whole body warm, leaking burning feeling,

This temporary banquet was specially arranged by the fat man. One is fighting one morning, the fat man needs to replenish his stomach, and the other is that the fat man needs to use drunkenness to cover up his depression and embarrassment in the war.

The Western Conference will not come long ago, will not play, but at this most critical moment,

Such a precise grasp means that the opponent also has a smart person who can accurately grasp the fighter plane and the current situation. The biggest possibility is that Mao Modan, who created the western situation with one hand.

The fat man had to admire this old fox's hand,

This is like a contest between two smart players. Although they haven't played yet, they have already budgeted the opponent's possible next move, but the fat man doesn't know how the opponent is so accurate! I even counted myself in attacking

First, it was blocked by the Womit Fortress in the central wilderness, and then by the Vatu Pass of Stian,

After blocking the front, you are like a mouse blocked by the way, and you are following the route designed by others.

This is obviously a cage against yourself,

Two invisible frustrations, two contests without swords and swords

The fat man feels that many of his plans are like being seen through in advance. The kind of depression that makes people walk by the nose makes the fat man feel blocked.

"I don't know what you guys specifically asked to see me this time." The fat man took the wine glass from the table, poured another sip of wine into his mouth, and decided to continue to act silly,

Although many things are known to both parties, the fat man still doesn't want the Western Union people to see that he is now blocked in the Huatu Mountain Pass. Embarrassing situation

People always want to face!

Fat people don't want to make their embarrassment a joke

"Master Regent". The pretty-looking Mao Monaqing looked at his companions, and felt that no one dared to stand up and said that he could only stand up from the seat with courage.

Slender white and tender fingers sandwiched a glass of light red pine fruit wine, and a little courtesy was given to the fat man on the main seat. "Please allow me to toast a glass of wine. This time, adults don’t think about it, so treat us so grandly, let us give up The Mao Mo family felt ashamed.

Mao Monaqing lifted the glass, sipped his lips softly, and showed an apologetic smile to the fat man, said in one go, "This glass of wine is regarded as my father, and my previous brother in the city of Saran The Special Envoy’s disrespect and apologized to the adults, hoping that the adults would not be competing with those of us in the wilderness of the west."

"How could this be! I said. As long as it is a friend who comes with sincerity, I will never care about Samor!" The fat man waved his hand embarrassedly.

The beauty apologizes and looks stingy with the fat man's toughness,

But Mao Mo Na Qing didn't seem to let go of the fat man, and then took a full glass of wine from the companion's table next to him, and saluted the fat man. "This cup represents my Mao Mo family to adults when the kingdom is in crisis. Raise the battle flag to pay tribute to the great courage to expel the invaders!"

"This" fat man hasn't had time to Dahua, grunt, Mao Monaqing's elegant Bai Zhe's neck stunned everyone's eyes, and a large glass of pine cone wine was swallowed,

"Wow" This time even the generals and Lidacus responsible for the reception by Samor were stunned. No one would think that this beauty who looks pure like a snowy mountain will be so bold.

On the other hand, the people of the Mao Mo family were rather calm. Mao Mo Na Qing grew up in the Snow Mountain tribe, and the severe cold snow mountain gave Mao Mo Na Qing Qingling an incomparable spirit." A very good amount of wine.

In the Mao Mo family, Mao Mo Na Qing's wine is synonymous with terrible,

Even the old Modain once again said at the banquet that anyone who wants to be a friend of Mao Mona Qing must at least pass the test of the amount of Mao Mona Green,

Mao Monaqing is in Daxueshan all year round and does not drink alcohol. In the harsh and cruel snowy mountain area, it is difficult to survive.

"What's the situation?" "The fat man felt a little ignorant, and was a little bit calmed by the boldness of the snow mountain beauty in front of him,

Such a beautiful woman, after pouring it in two big glasses, it turned out to be like a okay person. The fat man couldn't help but look at the sipped by himself, and half of the wine glass still felt a shame.

Ashamed again!

The fat man wanted to break the face back, but he finally gave up, the reason is that this is too strong! The fat man believes that he will arrive at the most, but he will be thrown away at home

This is not an ordinary pine cone wine, but a spirit brewed with blue bird pine cones, a specialty of the southern mountains. This blue bird fruit is spicy and exciting. The brewed wine and spicy throat are like burning fire, which has the effect of quenching thirst. ,

This time, in order to overcome the severe cold weather in the west, the fat man specially asked the headquarters of the Southern Business Union to prepare a thousand barrels. This is a real spirit, even if the fat man just drank two mouths and felt a bit dizzy.

"The last cup! The honorable lord reported me a hundred years of **** revenge for Vickia in Dehri Yao." Mao Monaqing's voice paused, and under the eyes of his head, he once again took a full cup from his companion,

Gollum, again turned into nothingness by Mao Mona's green mouth,

"Hiss" This time it was the turn of the tent and there was an inhalation sound. No one dared to underestimate this clear and snowy woman now.

There are few people who can talk eloquently in front of the famous killing king, the Wikya Falcon sweeping the West of the Big 6," that is, several of Samor’s outstanding military commanders, and the atmosphere in front of Samor’s fat man. Dare to kick, not to mention that the two are still in a state of war

"This woman is not easy!" After seeing the clenched fists under Mao Mona's green table, the fat man finally recalled it. The little beauty in the sky like a sky is just acting

Compared with the strong Samor, the Western Union is completely weak. Now the beauty does the same as holding a banquet, and wants to disturb the clear situation so that the opponents of the negotiation can not press themselves on the momentum.

"Hehe! It is not easy for someone who can be entrusted by Mao Mo's old fox!" The fat man flicked his lips, his face embarrassed with a somewhat embarrassed smile. "Is it true that you are so stingy outside, "

"Unfortunately it is a woman, if it is a man, it is the material of a generation of owls!" The fat man shook his head helplessly~www.wuxiaspot.com~ This understatement of this in his heart blurred the beauty of the strong and weak position, and could not help but glance at this, this In the era, there are not many men who can use their brains, let alone a woman.

"Slap" Mao Mona Qing's slightly intoxicated hands, he placed the wine glass on the table, shaking his body uncontrollably, although Mao Mona Qing had a good amount of wine,

But this kind of pine cone wine is too strong, like a knife across the throat, so that Mao Monaqing's voice looks slightly hoarse, and a strong alcoholic impact on her mind,

A touch of rose rose from Mao Monaqing's neck, making the whole person look pink.

The fascinating pretty face reveals two charming dizzy blushes,

The beauty is drunk, when the dark incense floats

Mao Monaqing's brave snow-capped daughter's attitude, the crowd in the tent she couldn't help but swallowed.

Things finally got busy, and his wife returned to her mother's house for the New Year, and the buns could finally "dominate. The computer!"

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