Waste zombies will defy the sky

Chapter 96

Luo Ziyun understood why they were so pessimistic about him. Misty Canyon was far away from Dawn City, and it would take a week to go back and forth. There were still many unknown dangers during the period. It would definitely not be worthwhile to come back this way.

What's more, Misty Canyon is very close to Dawn City, and they can completely accept the mission at the Martial Artist Alliance in Dawn City, so there is no need to pick it up here.

She could only say that this mission was tailor-made for herself.

The 50 gold coins came too easily.When she has this money, she can participate in the auction of Jubao Building.Luo Ziyun was secretly happy, and then walked out of the Warrior Alliance.

Her mind is now filled with 50 gold coins, and she can't wait to hunt this first-level general spirit beast. In this way, not only can she evolve into an earth corpse, but she can also make a fortune by the way. Today's luck It couldn't be better.

When Luo Ziyun walked out of the Warrior Alliance, a familiar fragrance wafted over.

She sniffled and let out an intoxicated breath. "This kind of aroma, mellow and long-lasting, is definitely a good old wine."

Following the aroma of the wine, Luo Ziyun saw a little old man who simply set up a stall with three large white bowls on it, and a flag next to it, which read: Don't pour three bowls, give a jar of wine.

"It's kind of interesting." Luo Ziyun rolled her eyes and put down the idea of ​​going to Wanshou Mountain now. She came to this world and hadn't tasted wine yet. Now that she was stimulated by the smell of wine, she immediately became greedy.

In the last days, she liked to drink very much, and she would usually drink a bottle of wine when she had nothing to do.

In the cruel end times, wine is a good thing.

It can paralyze your nerves and liberate you from intense battles, but few alcohol can make her feel. After all, the body transformed by the G virus has a strong resistance.

Therefore, the wine she drank in the past was specially prepared.

When Luo Ziyun walked over, the small stall was already full of people, which was enough to show that the little old man's slogan was very strong.

"Old man, is your wine really that strong?" a bystander questioned.

The little old man was there, pulled a small bench, sat down, raised his hand and swept three big white bowls, "Drink three bowls and don't pour them, and give away one jar for nothing."

"Really?"

"Really." The little old man grinned, his eyes sparkling brightly on his wrinkled face, "However, you have to press a gold coin first. Otherwise, if you're drunk, who am I going to ask for money?"

"A gold coin? This is robbery!" Someone protested, one gold coin can buy a lot of good wine, and there is no need to gamble on the wine that does not know what it is made of.

Gradually, some people who were not interested in wine left, thinking that no one would be so stupid as to bet with a gold coin.

The little old man didn't care, and said calmly: "Whoever wants to come, if not, go. My wine is placed here. Those who know how to know it will understand it, and those who don't know will never understand it."

"C'mon, I'm not too fond of playing tricks. You can have cold salad here." A man curled his lips, waved his hands, and walked away gracefully.

"Huh? Isn't he the one in the legend? Don't be handsome if you can't drink it, shame on you." A sharp-eyed person recognized the man and couldn't help but mockingly said.

The man was recognized, his face flushed instantly, and he ran away in a hurry.

Humans are strange creatures.

Knowing that drinking three bowls of wine with one gold coin would be a loss, they stayed instead. An emotion called curiosity was just about to move.

Many people are already eager to try this wine, but considering that the betting price of a gold coin is too high, no one dares to be the first one for a while.

"Old man, are you sure you won't pour down three bowls and give away a pot for nothing?" A burly and strong man came out, full of confidence, and he almost engraved the words "I can drink very well" up.

The little old man glanced at him and nodded slightly.

"Okay, today I'll let you see what a huge amount is. Three bowls? I can drink six bowls." The man walked over, threw a gold coin on the stall, and then picked up a bowl of wine filled by the little old man , look up and do it.

"Good!!" The crowd applauded.

However, just as they finished applauding, the man's figure wobbled and fell to the ground with a clang.

"This..." Everyone was dumbfounded, isn't this too fast?
Hello!What about the agreed six bowls?What about the volume?

As a result, pour it in one bowl.

"Hey, my wine is not ordinary wine. If you drink so hard all at once, you'll be considered amazing if you can last a second." The little old man shook his head, but his eyes were shining with confidence.

Everyone was stunned and shocked. What kind of wine is this that makes such a strong man fall to the ground in an instant.

"Old man, what is your name for this wine, why is it so strong?" Everyone asked curiously.

The little old man smiled mysteriously and shook his head, "If you can drink three bowls, I will tell you."

Everyone looked at each other, and they were even more curious about this wine. If it was fake, they could still laugh it off, but this wine is really so powerful that it aroused the interest of many people.

"I'm coming!" At this moment, a thin and small man came out. Because he was so thin, everyone around him felt that he would be blown away by a gust of wind.This kind of weak person can only drink to be a ghost!

"Big brother, why don't you try it? That hunk just drank a bowl and then fell down."

"Yes. People drink to get drunk, but you drink to death."

The skinny man glanced at the people who persuaded him, and sneered, "Who do you think I am, Fan Li? I'm famous for not pouring a thousand cups. How can these three bowls of wine still baffle me?"

"Ah! I remember now. Fan Li was once the champion of the wine competition."

"Oh my god! I remembered, it was really him. Fan Li is so skinny, but he can drink very abnormally."

Everyone was stunned for a while, knowing that this thin and small man had a lot of background, they immediately became excited.

The wine king, facing the little old man's mysterious spirit, is about to find out who is stronger and who is weaker.

However, most people believe that the thin and small man can drink three bowls without pouring. After all, he was the king of wine last time.

The little old man is going to suffer.

Fan Li walked over, stared at the little old man, and said to himself: "I am still worried about where to get some spirits to drink, and you brought it to me right now. The wine is too weak for me."

"Young man, it's good to be confident." The little old man didn't care, and waved his hand, motioning him to taste it.

Fan Li sneered, took out a gold coin and pressed it on the stall, then raised his hand to grab a bowl of wine.

Although he was very confident, but with the strong man in front of him, he didn't raise his head and pour it, but took a sip.

His pupils shrank as the wine entered his mouth, and his throat quivered slightly.

This... the wine has a strong aroma, lingering in the mouth, and the moment it slides into the throat, it is like an erupting volcano, erupting hot magma, making the whole person hot.

(End of this chapter)