Chapter 2035 Bi Si Rushes Forward

The moon was bright and the stars were sparse, and the blood-red moonlight shone down, seeming to blend with the bright light of the bonfire, illuminating this small open space like the sunset and dusk. The time seemed still early.

"Ugh, vomit." In such a beautiful night, I squatted in a corner of the open space and vomited.

It's so...so careless, Bisiqin, I'm sorry for the wine you specially brewed for me.

Although I was drunk, I was not drunk, but maybe those bastards saw some clues and kept making noises, which made me more and more complacent. In the end, I even risked my life and fought with a group of barbarians to drink.

The result... of course she was still not drunk. Bisi's craftsmanship was very good. If she said she was not drunk, then she was definitely not drunk.

However, I misjudged the gap between my stomach and the savage's.

Think about it, when Seattle Knasi is really hungry, he can eat a meal for ten ordinary strong men in one sitting. What an amazing appetite he has.

As for me, my appetite is comparable to that of three strong men. As an adventurer, I have to worry about my stomach being burst.

The gap between this has caused my current fate.

Not vomiting due to drunkenness, but vomiting after being forced to do so. After five jars of wine, a full forty or fifty kilograms were weighed down. Even an adventurer-level bladder meant that Alexander went to the toilet ten times in an hour and finally fell to his knees.

"Sir, are you okay?" Vilas stood behind me with a distressed look on her face and kept stroking my back, hoping to make me feel better.

"How about I prepare some hangover soup for you?" She thought I was drunk. I couldn't help but ask.

"No. It's okay, please don't."

Little Vilas, I am not drunk, if I am really drunk. Those bastards gloating not far away. I had already beaten him to the ground while he was drunk.

Now. Think of anything you can eat, even if you see a bunch of withered grass on the ground or an earthworm. It makes me feel nauseous, so please don’t mention hangover soup.

"Hahahaha, look at what Boss Fan looks like." Lao Ma's suicidal laughter came.

"Junior Brother Wu, this is your fault. You obviously used that cheating wine, but you still can't drink me. It's so unreasonable."

Seacoat put on a strong pose, which attracted a group of grown men who were slightly drunk or drunk to cheer, and they generously gave Seacoat great titles such as the Bacchus God.

"Hahaha, hiccup, you're rewarded, you're rewarded, it's not my fault, except for Mr. Kasha and Mu Donggua, there really is no one in this Rogge camp who can drink better than me. I mean, in this camp, The king of the elves doesn’t count.”

Speaking of my king, Seattle was drunk, and there seemed to be a trace of discomfort on his proud face, as if he had some dark history. Could this guy secretly go to my king to challenge him for drinking?

Just when those drunkards were dancing and shouting loudly to celebrate another victory over the stupid and incompetent savior of the alliance, the few people who were still sane, such as Carlos and White Wolf, had quietly distanced themselves from them and severed their relationship.

Because, behind me, Vilas stood up silently, lowered her head, and picked up a pan in her arms without knowing it.

Under the blood moon, an ominous wind blew quietly.

"No... no no no... no... no... you are not allowed to bully adults!!!"

Raising his head suddenly, the pan in Veras's hand seemed to turn into a shooting star. The old horse standing at the front was the first to be shot away. His body went up to a height of 100 meters. He sat and rotated, his head grunting. Planted on the ground, like a high-speed rotating drill, it dug into the soil and did not stop until only a pair of calves were left exposed.

It seems that I can immediately tombstone directly in front of those calves.

Lao Ma was just the first one. Veras, who was blackened and had a frying pan, had a petite body but exuded an aura like an angry mammoth. She slapped the frying pan in her hand repeatedly, and the drunkards in front of her started to hit her one after another. He was filmed flying hundreds of meters into the air, spinning at high speed, and then fell headlong. All met the same fate as Malagby.

Vilas's strength is not low. With the sharing of soul connection, even if she does not have any added strength now, in fact, she is as powerful as Lal, Malagbi, Doug Goff and other powerful adventurers in the first world. The best ones are almost the same, maybe even better.

Furthermore, the frying pan Muradin made for her as a weapon for shooting people has the ability to shoot away people. In addition to the kind materials and extraordinary skills, it is no problem to shoot away a man who weighs only a few hundred kilograms.

Of course, when it comes to hiding, everyone can actually hide. Darkening does not mean invincibility. Especially for a top player in the field like Seattle, if he has to be serious, how can Vilas be able to shoot him.

However, all these guys have had the experience of cheating. As the saying goes, cannibals are soft-mouthed. In addition, they will definitely continue to cheat in the future. They don’t want Vilas to worry about it. In the future, they will add some ingredients to their own portion alone, but they still stand obediently. Don't move, it's more cost-effective to be shot flying.

Therefore, there was this spectacular scene of a pan sweeping through thousands of troops. In just a few seconds, more than a dozen big men, tall, short, strong and weak, were all shot into the air and their heads were planted on the ground.

"Fortunately, I'm smart." Lucky Lal, who had already sensed something was wrong and ran away early, watched from a distance and wiped away a cold sweat.

"Really? Smart Mr. Lal?" Lisa appeared behind him with a smile. Next to Lisa was his baby daughter, silently wiping her sword.

"Listen...listen to my explanation!" Lal was so frightened that his legs weakened. If he had known this, it would have been better to just stand there and be slapped away by Vilas.

Immediately afterwards, Lal's screams rang out from the crowd, which really made those who heard it sad and those who saw it shed tears.

"Okay, okay. Vilas, be good, I'm fine." Seeing those bastards suffering the punishment they deserved, I secretly laughed, but the blackened Vilas couldn't just leave it alone, she seemed to still have some unfinished thoughts. .

I quickly moved forward, held Vilas in my arms, and touched my head to comfort her.

Gradually, with my comfort, Vilas raised her head blankly. Revealing those pure and flawless pairs. Eyes that are as moving as black gems.

"Eh... I... what on earth did I do?" She looked around at the guys whose heads were still stuck on the ground. She seemed to finally remember what happened and let out a series of exclamations.

"Hug...I'm sorry, I...I didn't mean to...my body...my body is out of control...just...that's why...you're not allowed to bully adults..." Vilas panicked. Incoherent. Explain in a fussy way.

Although I apologized. However, Vilas didn't seem to feel that she had done anything wrong, which could be heard from the last sentence of what she just said.

“没道歉的必要。维拉丝可是为了我，把这些混蛋全都揍飞了，太谢谢你了，维拉丝，我真是爱死你了。”捧着维拉丝的脸，我在她的樱唇上Kissed her hard.

"Eh...Eh heh..." One wave after another came up. Before things calmed down, she unexpectedly got kissed by me like this again. She noticed that many eyes were looking at her, and Vilas's face gradually turned red. , deep red, with a final puff, steaming, and fainted under the double nervousness and shyness.

Very good, after the blackened Vilas was dealt with, he carefully pulled out the pan that was still held in Vilas's arms, and then I handed her over to Linya who came over to take care of her.

After removing the murder weapon, those guys who still kept their heads on the ground took a deep breath and pulled out their heads.

Oh? Who is the owner of those little legs that are constantly shaking? It seems there is no hope, so just add some soil and bury it.

"It's a disaster. I got too carried away this time and it aroused Vilas." The culprit, Seatlek, scratched his bald head and grinned. As the number one foodie in Wu Fan's family, he was very fond of Vilas's pan. The most helpless thing.

At this moment, he was suddenly tapped on the shoulder.

Turning around, he saw that it was Bisi, who had always been very inconspicuous in this banquet, standing next to him, facing his fierce and ferocious face, and she immediately started to tremble, as if I can hardly stand anymore.

"Want... to have a try?" However, Bisi, who was about to faint from fear when facing Seattle's fierce face, said such words from her mouth.

"Wha...what?" Seattlek thought he heard wrongly and couldn't help but put his ear closer.

"I'm sorry...I'm sorry...I...I mean, do you want to try...this?" Bisi was so frightened that her whole body trembled, and she handed out something tremblingly in her arms.

It's a jar of wine.

"Bisi, are you sure you want to compete with me?" Seatik showed a surprised expression.

After discovering that Bisi was good at brewing wine, Seatik, an alcoholic, immediately placed Bisi second among those who needed to be fawned over. The first was of course Vilas.

Every time he returned to the camp, he would go to the Green Forest Bar from time to time to ask Bisi for a few jars of the wine she brewed herself. Thanks to this, he saw Seattle's fierce face and the powerful aura exuding from him. , Bisi's fans suddenly dropped by one-third, and the business of the Green Forest Bar was also affected. Fortunately, Seattle Ke is a rare smart and witty barbarian, and he is also a rich man, so every time he stays, the money he spends on drinking, It is enough to make up for the impact on business.

He said so much, but it was actually just one sentence. Because he was an alcoholic, his relationship with Bisi was relatively familiar compared to others. However, Seattle Lake had never seen Bisi's drinking capacity.

However, no matter how good her drinking capacity is, she can't possibly be as good as herself, who is the number one in the camp.

"Yes." Bisi nodded firmly, thought for a while, and then said in a timid voice that was inaudible.

"But...but my appetite cannot be compared with yours, Mr. Seatke, so I can only...I can only make a small request...can you...try to use a stronger wine?"

"Hahaha, of course there is no problem with this." Seattlek was amused by this honest maid. She was just a petite and exquisite ordinary girl, but she was a tall barbarian warrior. Of course, there is no comparison between the size of the appetite, so if you really want to have a fair test of drinking capacity, the only way is to try to use stronger wine. Otherwise, a certain druid will learn from the past.

If there was a real comparison, even if Bisi didn't say anything, Seattle Lake would take the initiative to bring it up. He was the number one wine god in the camp, and he was facing an ordinary girl, so he naturally wanted a fair comparison. Well. Junior brother Wu doesn't count, who lets him cheat?

Everyone's attention was attracted by this strange contest. Bisi actually wanted to test her drinking ability with Seattle Ke. Oh my god? No kidding. Look no further. Just comparing the body shapes of the two. Seattlek, who is nearly three meters tall, might have one arm as big as Bisi, standing together. It's like a giant bear and a little white rabbit.

Although I knew Bisi had a good drinking capacity, I still felt unsure when I saw such a disparity. I was about to step forward to persuade her, but I was unexpectedly grabbed by Feini.

"Don't worry, Meow, Bisi won't lose, Meow." She gave me a thumbs up and gave me a reassuring look. It would be fine if it was just Feini. After all, this transvestite is not very reliable, but even she Oona next to her also nodded in agreement.

Could it be that Bi Si can really win?

I stopped and looked with wide eyes. At this time, Bisi and Seattle Ke had sat down facing each other. Bisi skillfully opened the wine jar in her arms.

Suddenly, a strong smell of alcohol that made my nose choke came straight towards me. Across the crowd, more than ten meters away, I couldn't help but sneeze a few times. Just smelling it made me feel... A feeling of intoxication.

This is not wine, this is clearly alcohol... No, it's even more powerful than alcohol. The taste alone can make you drunk.

"Ben... I originally wanted to try making a wine like Sac Cristal, but after all, due to material limitations, I couldn't make such a delicious wine. However, the intensity is not much different. I usually have to mix one to twenty. Only then can you enter."

When talking about wine, the timid Bisi became a bit talkative, and she finished her words without any stuttering.

So that’s it. I said that this intensity seemed a bit familiar. It turned out to be Sarco Cristal.

When Bisi said this, I understood. It was awesome, so awesome. He dared to challenge Sak Crystal Wine. You must know that Sak Crystal Wine is the secret wine of the elves, and the ingredients used are also very expensive and rare. Even the entire Elf Royal Family wouldn't have much, and only that little girl Beja was willing to take it out and waste it.

As a maid in an ordinary bar, Bisi naturally cannot compare with the entire elves in collecting expensive brewing materials, so failure is inevitable, but she can still brew wine with the same intensity as Sac Crystal Wine. This is already Horrifying enough.

Did I still underestimate Bisi’s winemaking skills?

In any case, with this jar of wine, the competition can be conducted in a relatively fair environment. According to Bisi, this jar of wine needs to be mixed with twenty jars before it can be consumed, so it is at least equivalent to twenty jars of spirits. , even Seattle Grams wouldn’t be able to drink it all.

At this moment, Bisi made an even more amazing move.

She suddenly drank three bowls in a row, then wiped the corners of her mouth and looked at Seattle Ke timidly, as if she was afraid that he would be angry because of her rash actions.

"Lord Seatlek just... drank a lot. To be fair, I just... drank these three bowls first."

"Is it fair? I didn't expect that I would be given up by a little girl." Seattleik scratched his head and expressed that he was a little depressed. These three bowls of wine were equivalent to about one-twentieth of a jar of wine.

"Didn't Mr. Seike... also give up to me? If it's ordinary wine, I... I'm no match for Mr. Seike." Bisi said weakly.

"In other words, is this kind of wine okay? You have the guts." Seatik's eyes narrowed, he grabbed the bowl in front of him and drank it all in one gulp without hesitation.

Suddenly, there was a surge of spiciness that made a veteran drunkard like Seattle Ke tremble all over.

It is as strong as Cristal Sac, or even more so, but not as rich and fragrant as Cristal Sac. To be honest, drinking this kind of wine is more like suffering than pleasure, even if you like strong liquor the most. The dwarves who drink wine will definitely not like it either.

But it's good for comparison.

After taking a sip, Seatik looked surprised.

A bowl of wine was a bit too much for even him to bear, but the girl opposite had just drank three bowls in one go, and she seemed to be fine.

A powerful rival, even if it is not as good as the Elf Queen who makes herself unable to think of comparison, I am afraid it is not much different.

Facing such an ordinary person, for the first time in his life, Seattle lost his confidence in winning.

When the game reached the twenty-fifth bowl, Seattle was completely defeated, staggered and fell down, and could not get up again, while Bisi's face was only slightly red.

From the beginning of this game, no one said a word, and there were only gasps.

I'm afraid that after this incident, the camp... no, the title of the continent's number one Dionysus will fall on Bisi. rs

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