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Chapter 1432 1435 Is this drinking capacity a human being?

Xiao Zetian drank up such a large jug of wine.

Everyone burst into applause immediately: "Lord Xiao is so generous! So powerful! He can drink so much! He is indeed a man among men!"

Xiao Zetian turned the mouth of the jar downwards with his backhand, and there was not a single drop left in it, then he threw the jar aside in a chic manner, and made a gesture of invitation to Zhao Yanchuan without changing his face: "This king is the first to do it as a respect, and then it is the turn of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

Zhao Yanchuan swallowed his saliva, turned around and brought a wine jar over.

The wine jar is really heavy, and it can hold a lot of wine in it.

In Zhao Yanchuan's heart, [-] grass-mud horses galloped past, thinking who the hell is going to fight for wine with a wine jar, Xiao Zetian, you just want to drink to death!
But Zhao Yanchuan thought again, no matter how good Xiao Zetian is, he is just a mortal, drinking, Zhao Yanchuan's drinking capacity is not bad!

Looking at the way Xiao Zetian was drinking just now, it seems that this wine is not good at reading, so Xiao Zetian drank a jar, but his expression remained unchanged, his heart beat, and he was not at all drunk.

Thinking of this, Zhao Yanchuan felt a lot of comfort, and slapped the wine jar away.

As soon as the wine jar was opened, a strong smell of alcohol came to his nostrils. Zhao Yanchuan knew it was a high-grade baijiu, and the alcohol content was definitely not low. If he drank it from such a jar, he might lose his consciousness!
Zhao Yanchuan was shocked in his heart.

But with so many people watching, he was driven to the shelves and had to drink to support the scene, so Zhao Yanchuan forced a smile and said: "Then I did it too."

As he said that, Zhao Yanchuan held the wine jar and started to drink.

He drank much slower than Xiao Zetian, Xiao Zetian drank it all in one gulp, Zhao Yanchuan had to pause and take a few sips after taking a few sips, the drinking capacity of these two people knocked out even the spectators, they were not on the same level at all.

Zhao Yanchuan finally drank a jar of wine, his face was so green, he threw the wine jar, looked up and saw Xiao Zetian had brought the second jar of wine, and looked at himself with a smile on his face: "His Royal Highness , let's continue."

After finishing speaking, Xiao Zetian raised his neck and drank it down again.

The corners of Zhao Yanchuan's mouth twitched as he watched: Damn, is this drinker a human being! ! !

After Xiao Zetian finished drinking, he still shook the wine jar: "His Royal Highness, it's your turn."

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is suffering in his heart, so he bites the bullet and drinks in order to pretend to be forceful!

After drinking seven jars of wine in a row, Xiao Zetian was still not drunk. Everyone was startled, and they all said that Xiao Zetian was not only the God of War, but also the God of Dionysus!

On the other hand, Zhao Yanchuan was already staggering, spitting water out of his mouth, forcing himself to straighten up, almost rolling his eyes.

Emperor Xuan of Jin was delighted to see it. The general of his own country and the crown prince of Chu fought wine, and the crown prince was almost drunk, which greatly improved the face of the people of Jin.

"His Royal Highness, can you still drink? If you can't, don't force it, just admit defeat." Xiao Zetian smiled, caring for Zhao Yanchuan very "intimately".

Zhao Yanchuan staggered, trying not to let himself fall, looked back to see that there were double images of the wine jars behind him, carefully identified them, and finally counted three more.

There are three more, drink them up after a while, don't embarrass your country!
Zhao Yanchuan gritted his teeth: "This king can still drink!"

After drinking ten jars of wine, it's just a tie!
When Xiao Yun next to him heard this, he immediately jumped in front of Zhao Yanchuan and applauded: "Oh, your highness is really huge! When our prince was in the barracks, we competed with others for wine, and few of them could insist on drinking more than five jars. Your highness Already drank seven jars, really amazing! Hehehe, in fact, the wine jars in our barracks are a generation older than this one, and our prince will not get drunk after drinking twenty jars in the barracks. Your Highness, please rest assured to follow us The lord is fighting for wine, the ten jars are finished, and there are more than 100 jars prepared in the backyard, I will ask someone to move them here!"

Nima has more than 100 altars! ?

His Royal Highness is heartbroken...

(End of this chapter)