Daxianguan

Chapter 387

Wang Yanchan didn't see that much. At this moment, she saw Chu Xian and Yang Ke competing for wine, and she was very worried, but what she was worried about was not Yang Ke, but Chu Xian.

In the previous contact, she discovered that Chu Xian's knowledge is extremely profound, not only in knowledge, but also in character and ability, which are all top-notch. The only shortcoming of such a character is that he was born in an ordinary background.

But this shows that Chu Xian is extraordinary.

An ordinary person from an ordinary background can sit on a sixth-rank official position in such a short period of time and become the chief officer of the Criminal Prosecution Division, which makes Yang Ke hate him deeply but has no choice but to make a woman like Li Ziwan give up her heart.

That's it.

It's also the charm.

Wang Yanchan found that she failed to lure Chu Xian, but Chu Xian 'dragged' her over bit by bit, and fell in love with her, but became her. The more contact she had, the more she could discover his love. advantage.

In addition, Chu Xian rescued her just now, and then looked at Yang Ke who used words to compare himself to 'clothes' to humiliate himself and Chu Xian.

Now in Wang Yanchan's heart, Chu Xian is a lump of gold, and Yang Ke, at best, is a pile of shit coated with gold powder.

It can't be blamed on Wang Yanchan's vulgarity, she can only use this word to describe Yang Ke.

She was worried about Chu Xian, but she couldn't speak well, she could only frown tightly, and hesitated to speak.

As for Qin Huhu and Run Liangchen, these two big-hearted people, or people who don't think it's a big deal, they can't help shouting from the sidelines. After Chu Xian and Yang Ke finished drinking one jar, they immediately handed over the second jar .

Yang Ke's face was a little pale.

It took him a lot of cultivation and genuine energy to suppress the wine and nausea in his throat again. Of course he couldn't vomit on this occasion, if he vomited, he would lose all face.

The only support in Yang Ke's heart was that he felt that Chu Xian was not as good as him, and that Chu Xian's situation must be more serious than his own.

This is the cornerstone that supports Yang Ke, so after he finished drinking this altar, he has been observing Chu Xian.

He saw that Chu Xian's figure seemed to be shaking a little, and he couldn't stand steadily, so he was overjoyed at the moment.

"Sure enough, it's the end of the crossbow. I knew it. I drank a jar of wraith wine first, and then drank a jar of ordinary spirits. Let him spit it out in public, and then he will lose face." Although Yang Ke was extremely uncomfortable, he still couldn't help thinking about it, and couldn't help looking forward to it.

"Young Master Yang, are you alright? I see that your complexion is not very good, and you are a little unsteady. If not, forget it." Next to him, a buddy of Yang Ke came over and whispered, obviously a little worried,
"What is it? I can't forget it." Yang Ke immediately whispered: "Right now, that Chu Xian is at the end of his strength, and I will take advantage of the victory to pursue him and make him make a big fool of himself today."

Seeing that Yang Ke persisted, the best friend had no choice but to give up.

"Come on, Chu Xian, do you dare to drink again?" Yang Ke took the lead in launching the 'attack' this time. He was building momentum, of course, it was a bluff, because now he really couldn't hold it anymore.

In the stomach, it was overwhelming, on the forehead and back, there were already layers of sweat, and the most troublesome thing was that the alcohol was coming up.

Mixing Wraith Spirit Wine with ordinary spirits, the power can be imagined, but the more it is like this, the more he wants to fight, the so-called "empty city plan" is like this, obviously he is no longer able to do it, but he still has to pretend to be confident , with full stamina, this is to deliberately scare the other party.

But Chu Xian was obviously not intimidated by him.

This time, Chu Xian didn't even bother to talk nonsense, and the first bottle of resentful soul wine was the most powerful. Fortunately, black hair entered and swallowed all the resentful souls inside, so the strength of the wine had weakened by [-]% to [-]%. , to Chu Xian, it's like ordinary wine, even worse than what he just drank.

In this way, Chu Xian's so-called end of the crossbow, the so-called ugly face, are all "acted out" for the purpose of pulling Yangke to "board".

And Yang Ke didn't know it at all, and Chu Xian was secretly amused when he tried his best to 'paddle'.

So this time, he didn't speak, because speaking would arouse the other party's suspicion, so Chu Xian took the third altar, opened it, and poured it into his mouth.

Yang Ke was dumbfounded.

He secretly wondered if this Chu Xian was drunk, why he drank alcohol when he disagreed with him.

But he had already drunk, and he called out just now, so there was no reason not to drink, so Yang Ke didn't make a move, thinking that this time Chu Xian would either get drunk or vomit, anyway, it must be the last wave.

So Yang Ke also picked up a jug of wine, and first he was full of real pressure, and then he drank it, but he didn't drink so fast this time.

After Chu Xian finished a jar of wine, Yang Ke had only drunk less than half of it.

At this moment, Chu Xian deliberately laughed, showing contempt on his face. This time, Yang Ke couldn't bear it anymore, and now he was holding back his nausea, nausea and dizziness, and speeded up.

But what Yang Ke never expected was that Chu Xian picked up another jar of wine. This jar of wine was a famous fairy wine, which was said to be poured in a glass. It was conceivable how strong it was.

"What is he going to do?"

Yang Ke's heart skipped a beat, and he almost couldn't hold back a mouthful to spit it out. Fortunately, he held back. At this time, he couldn't bear it, but he had to bear it. In the Tang Dynasty, a man fights for wine, and he must never admit cowardice, especially at this time.

Yang Ke was a little flustered.

He didn't believe that Chu Xian could still drink. According to his estimation, Chu Xian must be in extreme pain now, and must have been driven to death by the resentful soul. How dare he continue to drink?
Under normal circumstances, if the martial arts are not bad, and if you cultivate a stronger internal skill, it is as easy as turning the palm of your hand to dispel the smell of several jars of wine, and it is not a big deal at all.

But after drinking the Wraith Wine, it won't work.

This thing can suppress mana and true energy, but it still can't be noticed. Even some Taoist immortals with little knowledge don't know what's going on.

That's why Yang Ke dared to take out the Wraith Wine on this occasion.

That is to say, Chu Xian should be the same as himself now, and he must be inferior to him. He has a secret method, and he has already dissipated part of the power of the resentful soul just now, and he also secretly swallowed a pill to neutralize it. Even so, the power of the resentful soul has reached its limit, and it is difficult to dissolve the alcohol.

So Yang Ke once again confirmed that Chu Xian must be bluffing. As the saying goes, the weaker he is, the more tough he must appear. This is a very profound knowledge in politics.

How can Chu Xian not understand this because he can thrive in the officialdom?
Looking at Chu Xian again, Yang Ke saw a trace of timidity under Chu Xian's tough eyes.

"That's right, I checked my eyes, this Chu Xian really has reached the last moment, I, Yang Ke, is only one step away from success." Yang Ke was already drunk at the moment.

After all, after drinking the wine of resentful souls, even if he can neutralize the resentful souls without being corroded by the primordial spirit, it can't dispel the smell of alcohol, so a few jars of spirits should be drunk firmly. For ordinary people, After drinking a few bowls, he was already dizzy and couldn't find the southeast and northwest. Yang Ke also relied on his cultivation and physique to persist until now.

So this time, Yang Ke didn't say a word, and grabbed the last pot of immortal wine with a sullen head.

The two looked at each other, neither would let anyone else go, both of them were blushing, this wine fight has been a battle of spirits so far, so even if the people around wanted to persuade them, they knew that they would not be able to persuade them.

The news here, someone had already notified the main family just now. Of course, Shen Ziyi was the first to know about it. When he heard the news, he was taken aback for a moment, and then rushed over here in a hurry.

On this day, on this occasion, he was really afraid that something would happen.

Of course, he wasn't afraid of Chu Xian's accident, because the more Shen Ziyi understood Chu Xian, the more he understood Chu Xian's unfathomable depths, so he was afraid of Yang Ke's accident.

"My brother Chu, take it easy, don't rush to punish Yang Ke." Shen Ziyi muttered while running.

When he ran over, it happened that Chu Xian had already poured down the last jar of wine.

"Really, did you drink it?" Yang Ke's eyes widened, he really didn't believe it, he was not only overwhelmed, he was already a little confused.

But Yang Ke was still sober. He knew that if Chu Xian drank, he had to drink it. If he didn't drink it, according to the rules of drinking, he would take the initiative to admit defeat.

As I said earlier, it is absolutely impossible for Yang Ke to admit cowardice today.

So, he also opened the wine jar, raised his head and began to drink, but obviously, Yang Ke overestimated himself, this time he just took a few sips, and finally couldn't suppress it, and spit it out directly.

At this moment, Yang Ke's face was flushed red, and the veins on his forehead and neck were bulging, and the vomiting was called a joy, and it was called a dark day, and it was a joy.

Yang Ke felt comfortable vomiting, but the people around him frowned and covered their noses.

This is too off-putting.

Even Yang Ke's buddies were stunned at the moment. They probably didn't expect Yang Ke to lose in this wine fight.

You must know that Yang Ke has a special physique and has practiced magical skills. It can be said that he will never get drunk after a thousand cups.

Chu Xian was also quite drunk at the moment, but Li Ziwan caught a trace of cunning in Chu Xian's blurred eyes, and she understood immediately.

Li Ziwan got up and said to Chu Xian: "I said today is Shen Ziyi's big day, please take it easy, don't fight with others, look, you made Mr. Yang vomit, you are too drunk , let’s go, tell Ziyi, I’ll take you back first.”

Said, stepped forward to help Chu Xian, at this time, Wang Yanchan over there, for some reason, also came over to help Chu Xian.

Chu Xian also looked drunk and dizzy, which made other people look like they wouldn't think wildly, because although Chu Xian won Yang Ke, he still hurt the enemy by one thousand and self-damaged eight hundred, which is already sleepy.

In this way, I feel that Yang Ke is making fun of himself.

The reason is very simple, it was you, Yang Ke, who came here to fight for the battle, saying that you want to fight for wine, and you can do whatever you want if you don’t drink, forcing others to drink with you, but at the end of the drink, you Yang Ke vomited like a dog on the ground. Who is to blame?

Didn't Chu Xian drink so much that he almost didn't know anything about it.

So many officials saw this scene and shook their heads again and again. Of course, they didn't blame Chu Xian, but felt that Yang Ke was a little too much.

(End of this chapter)