Sword tower of another world super god

Ma Xu was the first to take the jug without hesitation, but he couldn't stop to drink freely due to the burden on his shoulders, so he stuffed the jug to Lu Qingyu again, then took out a wine glass from his bosom, and let Lu Qingyu Help him pour it.

Lu Qingyu glanced around, and found that most of the people, like Ma Xu, poured wine for each other. After all, only in this way would they not delay their journey, and after all, a pot of wine doesn't have much weight, so they can only use wine glasses Measure to ensure that everyone can drink.

Lu Qingyu hooked the handle of the jug with one hand, and just ordered some casually, and the steaming wine came out of the jug like a water arrow, and fell steadily into Ma Xu's wine glass, not one drop more Quite a lot, exactly one cup.

It seems that with the improvement of strength, Lu Qingyu has gone further and further in the subtle realm.

Especially after he has comprehended the Liangyi lotus fire, he has reached the point of exquisite control of this kind of square inch. After all, the subtle balance between the two extreme elements is thousands of times more difficult than this mere way of pouring wine. ten thousand times. [

Ma Xu held the full wine glass in his hand, his eyes widened.

Carrying a heavy load of five hundred catties, while walking quickly, filling a glass of wine accurately, the difficulty involved was beyond his imagination, but this little brother who was a few years younger than him in front of him actually It was done so lightly!

It seems that Lu Qingyu is still underestimated!

Ma Xu and Leng Yi looked at each other at the same time, and their hearts were inexplicably shocked!

"Hurry up and drink it! It's going to get cold if you hold it any longer!" Lu Qingyu had no idea that his casual sip had already caused such a shock to the two brothers. After all, in his opinion, it was really nothing A strange skill.

In fact, this is also related to the fact that he has been fighting with the fifth-level powerhouses of the Dark Demon League recently. At different levels, his vision and mentality will naturally be different, just like goshawks never know how envious they are. Soaring high.

When Ma Xu was reminded by Lu Qingyu, his eyes narrowed in a hurry, and he quickly drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

It's just that under the agitation of the mood, the originally attractive and mellow wine seems to have no taste at this time.

Seeing Ma Xu drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, Lu Qingyu raised the wine pot to Leng Yi with a smile again, and said:

"Leng Yi, do you want to have some too?"

Hearing this, Leng Yi quickly hid the shock on his face, then shook his head coldly, and did not speak.

At this time, Ma Xu was already in awe of Lu Qingyu, so he was worried that his cold attitude would annoy Lu Qingyu, so he quickly explained:

"Brother Qingyu, don't take offense, Leng Yi didn't do it on purpose! Although this guy is good at drinking, he really never drinks on the road, because he thinks it's not fun to carry a burden to drink! How about this, wait until Namashan Town unloads How about the three of us sit down and have a drink after the burden has been lifted from our shoulders?"

Lu Qingyu shook the jug, handed it to Leng Yi, and said with a smile:

"I don't like drinking on weekdays. Since brother Leng Yi likes wine, you can take all of this pot of wine!"

Although Leng Yi was shocked by Lu Qingyu's unintentional hand, but seeing Lu Qingyu take the initiative to come up to him at this time, he still couldn't change his cold face. He turned his face slightly and said in a low voice:

"No, Ma Xu has already told you, I don't like to drink with burdens!"

"That's it!" Lu Qingyu hesitated for a moment, but still forced the flagon in his hand to Leng Yi.

Leng Yi raised his eyebrows and said, "What are you..." [

Just halfway through the conversation, Leng Yi couldn't continue.

"Ding Dong!" Ma Xu, who was watching from the sidelines, was also stunned, not even knowing that the wine glass in his hand fell to the ground.

Because just as Leng Yi was speaking, Lu Qingyu had already grabbed the burden from Leng Yi's shoulders and put it on his own.

Carrying a load of more than 900 kilograms, Lu Qingyu continued to walk forward briskly, his expression as relaxed as ever.

Now that the weather is getting worse, the cold wind is getting stronger and stronger, sporadic heavy raindrops have fallen, and the mountains are getting more and more rugged, so it is much more difficult to carry the burden than when we first started. Few, many porters have shown signs of struggling, including Ma Xu.

Don't look at the appearance of Ma Xu smiling and talking in front of Lu Qingyu and Leng Yi, but in fact he is secretly gritting his teeth and holding on with all his strength. After all, his burden is the lightest among the three. It would be too embarrassing to show a bad look.

Leng Yi is actually not much better, because he always wants to temper his strength, so the four hundred catties is already his limit.

But in this violent wind and rain, the burden on his shoulders seems to have become a lot heavier, and it has gradually tended to exceed the limit he can bear.

But at this moment, Lu Qingyu carried the five hundred catty burden on one shoulder, put the jug into his arms, and then took the four hundred catty burden on him as if nothing happened.

Nine hundred catties of burden!Such bad weather!A look of indifference!

This scene was like thunder, smashing into the hearts of Ma Xu and Leng Yi.

Until now, the two of them realized how huge the gap between themselves and Lu Qingyu was.

Leng Yi, who had been secretly striving to win, held the flagon in his arms, and stood in the wind and rain to argue, until Lu Qingyu had walked a long way, before he was woken up by Ma Xu's slap.

The two looked at each other, smiled wryly together, Leng Yi raised the jug and drank it all in one gulp, then silently followed Lu Qingyu's footsteps with Ma Xu.

The wind was blowing more and more fiercely, blowing on people's faces like knives, and the rain that had been refusing to fall seemed to be unable to bear the urging of the wind, and suddenly poured down.

Braving the wind and rain, the Lin family caravan struggled forward on the mountain road.

Lin Dai'er in the carriage raised the curtain, and was immediately hit back by a few pea-sized raindrops, and the cold wind, like a naughty mouse, got into the carriage through the gap in the curtain, and immediately Lin Chuancai in the car coughed again.

"Hula!"An orange umbrella was opened outside the carriage, and then Lin Dai'er walked out of the carriage with the umbrella on.

Growing up in a family of merchants, Lin Dai'er is well versed in the way of imperial servants. She knows very well that the harsher the environment, the more she, the head of the family, has to walk with her subordinates. Otherwise, how can others be willing to work hard for herself? .

Holding on to the delicate little umbrella in her hand, Lin Dai'er stood upright by the road. The brocade robe on her body was fluttered by the strong wind, half of her body was soon wet, and the hair on her forehead was messy. The ground is entangled on the cheek, and the whole person looks quite miserable, which makes people feel sad.