Chapter 619 Everyone has their own thoughts
In the distance, Baili Huo also walked over.
When he saw Xia Lang, he became angry and took advantage of his grandfather being the great elder to dominate the sect.
Don’t take him as the acting head seriously.
Now, finally, there is a chance to judge him.
"Xia Lang, kneel down for me, and I will capture you without mercy!"
Baili Huo said coldly.
In order to prevent Xia Shi from coming back, he is still necessary as a hostage.
"Bai Lihuo, I advise you to go see your father, he is probably dead."
Xia Lang crossed his arms and smiled contemptuously, "Now, Bai Jian Zong, I Grandpa has the final say!”
"Fuck me!"
Bailihuo slapped Xia Lang on the face.
The terrifying force caused his body to fly out sideways.
"You...you dare to hit me?"
Xia Lang was beaten with blood coming from his mouth, pointing at Baili Huo and howling angrily.
"What's wrong with beating you? Let your grandpa come!" Bailihuo snorted coldly.
At this time, Bailihua came from a distance with her trouser pockets in her pocket.
Sharan looked at Bailihua, she was fine, could it be...
His grandfather's action failed?
While he was meditating, he discovered that Baili Mie also appeared.
Looking at his refreshed appearance, Xia Lang's face turned pale.
Now he has guessed what happened.
"Master! The bad things my grandfather did have nothing to do with me."
Sharan was so frightened that he immediately knelt down and kowtowed.
“It’s too late!”
Bailihuo appeared in front of Xia Lang in the blink of an eye and knocked him unconscious with one blow.
"This man is still useful, I'll take him down first."
Bai Lihuo grabbed Xia Lang's arm and dragged him away from here.
Bai Li Mie looked at all this indifferently.
During his retreat, Bailihuo often complained to him.
He knew everything about what happened to the sect, but he couldn't use Qi and couldn't help.
He will not have sympathy for Sharon.
"Feng Lin, go have a drink. This is my treasured wine, and most people can't drink it."
Bai Limie walked towards Feng Lin, put his arm around his shoulders, and walked forward.
On the way, many disciples were excited when they saw their leader coming out of seclusion.
In the past few years, they, the disciples, have suffered a lot of grievances.
Baili Mie brought Feng Lin to a stone table.
He waved his hand gently, and a wine jar the size of a basketball appeared.
He took out two more large bowls and poured one for Feng Lin first.
“Try it.”
Baili Mie smiled and stretched out his hand.
Feng Lin picked up the bowl, took a sip, and immediately frowned, "A treasure from heaven and earth?"
"As expected of a miracle doctor, he can taste it in one bite."
Bai Li Mie also poured himself a bowl, "Once we When the White Sword Sect was in its glory, there were only two things that it was most proud of, swords and wine."
As he spoke, he drank all the wine in the bowl and sighed, "Now things have changed. The swordsmanship has been abolished, and only this brewing technique remains.”
"It's really good stuff. I just took a sip and I got a little bit drunk."
Feng Lin raised the big bowl and drank it all in one gulp.
"Good drinker! Come again!"
Baili Mie poured another bowl for Feng Lin, and then he winked at Baili Hua not far away, "Hua, give it to us Prepare a few plates of food and drinks.”
Bailihua looked into her grandfather’s eyes, her face suddenly turned red, and she left in a hurry.
Baili Mie had his own little thoughts, why didn't Feng Lin?
His drinking capacity is extraordinary, not to mention that he can also wake himself up by stimulating acupuncture points.
When Baili Mie gets drunk and asks for the sword hilt, he will definitely give it to him.
So, the two of them got into a fight with the intention of getting each other drunk.
“Drink!”
"Come again!"
......
In a few breaths, the jar of wine was empty.
Baili Mie was surprised, this was no ordinary wine.
However, he had a lot of this kind of wine, and he didn’t believe that Feng Lin would be drunk.
"Come!"
Baili Mie put his hand on the ground and held the wine with a clanging sound.
There are five or six altars piled next to it.
Such a large amount is enough to fill his stomach. Feng Lin has to lie down even if the amount is huge. Feng Lin had the same idea.
One bowl for you and one bowl for me. In the end, we all became irritable.
Hold the jars to pour.
Feng Lin felt that everything was burning from his mouth, along his esophagus, to his stomach.
This medicinal wine with the effect of heavenly materials and earthly treasures rushed straight to his forehead, making his thinking gradually become confused.
This wine is really exciting.
He took out a silver needle and stabbed himself secretly, hoping to relieve the hangover.
“F*ck!”
Feng Lin suddenly cursed in pain.
Because my head was too dizzy and my hands were shaking, I stabbed it in the wrong place.
Looking at Baili Mie opposite, he was holding the wine jar in a daze and pouring it into his mouth.
Feng Lin slapped his forehead hard and felt the dizziness getting stronger and stronger.
This has never happened to him since he became an ancient warrior.
Feng Lin secretly thought that something was wrong. According to this state, he couldn't hold on any longer and took the opportunity to get the scabbard.
"Old man..."
"Feng Lin, you are so powerful! Come on..."
Baili Mie couldn't even speak clearly.
"Old man, let me see the scabbard of the White Emperor's Holy Sword. I'm very curious."
Feng Lin held his chin up and felt like he couldn't open his eyes.
"What are you looking at? If you marry my granddaughter and inherit the White Sword Sect, it will all be yours!"
Baili Mie said in a daze.
"But I...I, what do I want to say?" Feng Lin suddenly scratched his head.
"Drinking, right?" Baili Mie raised the wine jar.
“Yes, drink!” Feng Lin raised the wine jar.
......
Bailihua and Bailihuo were carrying lunch boxes filled with side dishes.
After arriving here, he found Feng Lin already lying on the stone table.
As for Baili Mie, he fell directly to the ground and fell into a deep sleep.
"Good guys, the two of them drank three jars of wine."
Bai Lihuo was shocked. The wine his father brewed would make ordinary people drunk with just one drop.
The average ancient warrior only has about one or two.
Usually, his father drinks only one bowl of wine at most.
I drank a jar and a half today.
Suddenly, Bailihuo touched Bailihua with his shoulder, "This is an opportunity."
"What opportunity? I will not take advantage of others!"
Bailihua said with her mouth bulging.
"Feng Lin is our distinguished guest, you should send him to the room." Bailihuo said with a smile, "Leave your grandfather to me."
After saying that, he put the lunch box on On the stone table, carry Baili Huo behind you and leave here.
Bailihua pursed her lips, but walked over, helped Feng Lin up, and let him lie on her back.
Feng Lin’s chin rested on Bailihua’s shoulder.
He squinted his eyes and murmured, "Honey, you smell so good."
"Who is your wife!"
Bailihua suddenly blushed and hurriedly quickened her pace to rush to the stone palace where she lived.
Coming to the room, Bailihua placed Feng Lin on the stone bed.
She breathed a sigh of relief and slapped her shoulder in disgust, "It smells so strong of alcohol."
"I want to smoke it."
Feng Lin suddenly turned over in a daze.
“What?”
Bailihua didn’t hear clearly and stretched out her face, “Do you want to drink yogurt?”
Swipe!
Feng Lin instinctively pulled Bailihua into his arms.
Bailihua's eyes widened in panic. She grabbed Feng Lin's shoulders and prepared to push him out.
But Feng Lin did not do anything excessive.
Just pressing against her heart, breathing gradually became steady.
Bailihua stretched out her hand tremblingly, and finally landed on the back of Feng Lin's head.
She has never felt this way before.
"Honey, why are you turning your back to me?"
Feng Lin suddenly pushed Baili Hua away.
"Damn it! I can't bear it anymore."
Bai Lihua cursed angrily.
(End of this chapter)