Lost Xiaonanzhou Group

Chapter 117 Hey!All good things come to an end

Alas--

All good things come to an end.

The wind whistled like the sky and the earth applauded.

In the evening, simply decorate with lights.

With Yelu Ziyan as the east, all warriors who participated in the catacomb trial were entertained in the open field of the shelter located on the central axis.

Except for Dan Zeng Ciji and Di Feijing who left the Catacombs ahead of schedule, and Zhen Pojia who was absent due to the reason of retreating and rushing to the realm, a few people did not participate. It can be said that it has given Yelu Ziyan enough face.

After a jar of wine is unsealed, it is filled with sea bowls.Pots of animal meat that had been neatly cut and stacked were brought up for the warriors present to feast on.

After biting and devouring three catties of meat, Han Yuan picked up a bowl of wine and drank it up.

The wine was extremely spicy, maybe because he drank it too fast, Han Yuan coughed three times.

Seeing Lei Ming, who was drinking from the same big bowl beside him, was full of contempt, he smelled of alcohol, took the bowl and shouted:

"Happy! Come again!"

Immediately, a low-level warrior stepped forward to fill up the wine.

Warriors drink alcohol, usually in large quantities.Just when someone was secretly worried that the Liao people would not bring enough drinks to the crypt, one person laughed and said:
"As a warrior who participated in the trial this time, Shi Zeng is sincerely honored by it. On behalf of our team, I will use Ziyan's place to celebrate with wine!"

Seeing Yelu Ziyan serving the wine in a very grand manner, Zhao Shizeng also served the wine, and then he shouted loudly:
"Bring on the wine!"

There were no less than [-] low-level warriors, as if carrying wine from the transport road in an endless stream.

The wind blows up, and everyone is drinking without vigilance, eating and drinking, even if the big hail hits the shoulders, like the crackling of firecrackers on the Lantern Festival, they still feel happy!
Holding the altar of wine, Yelu Erde stepped forward and said loudly: "It's my honor, I will also borrow my sister's banquet hall to represent my group and get a thousand catties of meat!"

Monk Da Mang and Duan Qubing stood up and applauded loudly.The low-level warriors in the first group brought dozens of mutated beasts that had not yet been slaughtered.They cut on the spot and are extremely skilled.

Yelu Erde took over and cut a large piece of animal meat, and after biting it, he hugged the wine jar and drank from it.

Qiong Yao Nayan was eating and drinking, and immediately scolded: "Er De, you scum, you actually steal my limelight, how dare you fight me for wine?"

Yelu Erde spat: "You scum, except for the monk Sledgehammer, who else can compete with you?"

Everyone laughed loudly, but they didn't know that Qiong Yao Nayan was waiting for him.

Qiong Yao Nayan held a jug of wine in one hand and strode to the monks.

"Monk Sledgehammer, what's the point of drinking water from a big bowl, it's better to have a fight with food and drink!"

Everyone applauded loudly, and the sledgehammer said in a miserable voice: "It's a sin, a sin, I don't eat meat, wine and meat!"

"It's boring! It's just an excuse! I really want to drink with you monk Sledgehammer, regardless of my cultivation level and combat power. As a Liao native, I am confident that I can drink five of you!"

Just as Qiong Yao Nayan turned around, he saw a fat monk slapping the table and getting up.

"That guy, don't be crazy, a certain Wutai Mountain Zhikuan, come to meet you!"

When he said that, he picked up a jar of wine and drank it immediately.

Seeing this, Da Mang suddenly became clever, and hurriedly picked up a jar of wine, and picked up three catties of meat along the way.

"Goodness, goodness, for the name of senior brother, this little monk has to fight!"

Immediately, everyone was stunned, Da Mang picked up a jar of wine, ate meat and drank wildly, his expression extremely happy.

Monk Dafang hurriedly followed, "Brother Damang, you speak so well! Fight for the title of senior brother, and me as a young monk, agree on five!"

After laughing "haha", Qiong Yao Nayan nodded and said: "I compare!"

So, under the watchful eyes of everyone, it was like a fight for wine.After only three breaths, Han Yuan was dumbfounded.

He put down the wine bowl with a blushing face and said, "Damn it, monks like Da Mang, drinking water is like drinking water! I can't drink any of them!"

Even so, when Monk Damang drank the No.15 jar of wine and danced and staggered for a few steps, among the three monks, he finally fell to the road last.

Qiong Yao Nayan blushed slightly, he shook his head and said, "It's really not good for a monk to compare wine with me!"

While he was talking, he saw a skinny figure carrying a jar of wine.

"I'll compete with you!"

After all, Su Ren drank a jar of wine first.

Qiong Yao Nayan was slightly taken aback, and nodded in response, "Okay".

Yue Chong immediately laughed and said: "Qiong Yao, you scum, how can you call you a prodigal! No, you have encountered a hard problem!"

Ren Qingchou also rarely smiled and said: "No accidents, Su Ren is bound to break the alcohol ban to advance to the martial artist level tonight! Qiong Yao, you scum, you really dare to mess around!"

Sure enough, after another ten jars of wine, even Qiong Yao Nayan swayed a little. Seeing Ren Qingchou saluting him with a jar of wine, he immediately turned around and shouted:
"Baihe, get the hell out of here, kid. You haven't been bragging to me that all of you from the Western Regions can drink. Go, go have a wine fight with that guy who reads poems with a sword, and by the way, beat Yue Chong too!"

Hearing this, Ban He Ti Ya suddenly shuddered, and he cursed secretly: "You scum wandering around, you drank too much and dragged me into the water, you treat everyone like Zhen Pojia!"

Thinking about it this way, Banhe Tiar bit the bullet, stepped forward to toast and said: "Young master of the Ren family, let me offer you a jar of wine, let me do it first!"

"Okay!" Ren Qingchou also picked up a jar of wine and drank it down.He was happy in his heart, full of pride, and couldn't help saying:

"Yin'er is blue and green, and the guests are all in my hometown."

Although Qiong Yao Nayan was a little drunk, but his five senses were not lost, he hurriedly shouted:
"Zi Yan, the poem that Kid Ren read just now is very familiar. By the way, this guy Su Ren drinks too much, I can't help it, you have to sing for me!"

Yelu Ziyan spat first, she was seventy percent drunk at this time, she nodded her head in good agreement, and said:

"Scum, it's okay for me to sing, but I just learned this song, so the pitch may be off. Brother Yanqing, you have to start the soundtrack for me."

The crowd cheered loudly.

Yan Qing didn't refuse, he took out the purple bamboo flute.

When a ray of quiet melody resounds between heaven and earth, just listen to Yelu Ziyan singing:

"Dawn comes with rain and the sun is desolate, and the pillows and curtains are swaying with the fragrance of the west wind. The sleepiness is not enough to turn around, and the children come to repay the Chongyang Festival. Yin'er is blue and green, and the guests are all in my hometown."

Yelu Ziyan's voice was clear and the melody was melodious. Although the hailstorm was getting bigger and bigger, the outline of the dark forest could be vaguely seen with everyone's eyesight.

Thinking that the vigorous Catacomb Warrior Trial was about to end, some people sighed, and some people's thoughts raced.

Listening intently, the world became more and more silent, and Yelu Ziyan's singing gradually became better.

"It's the lonely man sighing alone, and the east neighbor brings wine to the hut. Pity the sick, the lonely, the lonely, and worry, and say that the new spring is brewed... Looking far away, there is no good scenery, drifting away in the world... Only one weapon is empty. One weapon, people get drunk before the hangover is solved... Is there no one in my life who is like-minded, I will abandon me to the end of the world..."

Hearing this, Ren Qingchou immediately praised: "Is there no such thing as the same path in life, it really is a good sentence, it should be clear!"

After all, he drank another jar of wine.

As soon as the tune was changed, Yelu Ziyan sang in a low voice:

"I love the peasants of Nancun. The mountains and streams are secluded and hidden. The hustle and bustle is avoided, the rocks are secluded, the roads are secluded, and the clouds and springs are leisurely..."

Hearing this, Cui Mianzhi was slightly taken aback, and then he let go of his face.He picked up the wine bowl, respected the void from a distance, and drank the wine in the bowl in one gulp.

"I will pay Bai Zhangren with a word, and explain the sorrow and sorrow. Please hold up the lamp and say nothing to him, but sing the song of drunken righteousness with you."

Wu Yanshan wondered: "Is this Han Qilu poem adapted from Liao people's "Song of Drunken Righteousness"?"

At this time, everyone was drunk, the hail was as big as marbles, and the wind was getting louder.And Yelu Ziyan's singing became louder and louder, and her verses were also majestic.

"The wind and cloud are not farewell to the glory of the world, and the stone and fire are different from life. How can life be different... Taishan contains a deep cup, and a long river brews it for consideration... The four seasons are for driving the Taixu, and the second is for the wheel to grind the empty space. It is necessary for officials to bridle into nothing. Hey, naturally you and I are in harmony...

The mirage seeks to change at sunrise, and the clouds and peaks are hard to hold firmly when the wind blows.Musta Sumi is also busy, but who knows that the sea swallows a feather.Butterflies in dreams should not be false, and Zhuang Zhoujue is not real either.To refer to refers to means to become empty, and horses are metaphors for horses, and horses are not horses.The world is like a horse, and everything is the same.Hu Wei divided each other with one finger, and Hu Wei ran west and east with one horse..."

Su Ren laughed loudly, and sat upright with the ground line designated by Nianhua.

At this point, So Ren finally entered the realm of martial arts.

Qiong Yaonayan hugged the wine jar, pointed at Su Ren, and before she could say anything, she finally fell drunk and snored like thunder.

Lei Ming laughed and said, "Damn it, you finally made it to Qiong Yao's back, calling you a wave! Compare with me!"

Han Yuan pointed at Lei Ming and laughed, "You're drunk!"

After all, the two rolled their eyes and fell asleep together.

(End of this chapter)