The strongest cultivator in the heavens

Chapter 71 Drunkenness
"Brother Yang killed all the prisoners in my dungeon, should you give me an explanation?"

Dongfang Bubai's words attracted the atmosphere to the other side.

Linghu Chong also looked at Yang Wenhao, he didn't know what happened outside.

Hearing Dongfang Bubai's words, it seems that Yang Wenhao killed all the detainees in the dungeon.

Regarding Yang Wenhao's actions, Linghu Chong's expression was indifferent. Compared with other people's lives, he could hardly take care of himself, so why not talk about the Holy Mother.

Yang Wenhao said: "Could it be that Brother Dongfang is going to question my teacher?"

"That's not true." Dongfang Bubai shook his head, and said, "If Brother Yang is willing, it doesn't matter how many you kill, it's just curiosity."

Yang Wenhao replied: "Annoying."

Yang Wenhao's answer made Linghu Chong speechless for a while, just because they were annoying, you killed them all?
This reason is too overbearing.

Dongfang Bubai smiled slightly, and was extremely charming.

"Drink a bar, let's get drunk today." Dongfang Bubai did not continue the topic just now, on the contrary, he was the first to raise the wine bowl.

This time, getting drunk can be regarded as really getting drunk.

Two innate masters and one quasi-first-class master were drinking together.

Yang Wenhao could have chosen to use internal force to resolve the alcoholic energy, but he did not do so.

Instead, relying on his own drinking capacity, he drank with Dongfang Bubai and Linghu Chong.

Yang Wenhao's drinking capacity is actually not bad, but this time he drank an unprecedented amount, probably the most that Yang Wenhao has drunk in the past ten years.

The three of them drank in this dungeon, which seemed to have a special flavor.

Altars of wine were brought, and altars of wine were empty.

The dungeon, which was originally very dark, seemed to have become a little different because of the heroism of the three of them.

Halfway through the drink, Linghu Chong was already so drunk that he didn't know where to go, and fell to the ground and fell asleep.

But Yang Wenhao and Dongfang Bubai are still fighting for wine.

"Come, drink." Dongfang Bubai picked up the wine bowl and drank it in one gulp.

Naturally, Yang Wenhao would not be compared to a woman, and he was equally bored.

Dongfang Bubai's pretty face was flushed, and her beautiful eyes were full of charm: "I don't think it's fun to drink bowl after bowl."

"Then bottle blowing?" Yang Wenhao said.

"Bottle blowing?" Dongfang Bubai was taken aback.

Yang Wenhao explained: "Just drink a pot at once."

"Okay!" Dongfang Bubai nodded, and immediately put two jars of wine in front of Yang Wenhao and himself.

"I'll count to three, two and one, and whoever has no time will be punished."

"Three two one drink."

Picking up the wine jar, Dongfang Bubai and Yang Wenhao began to drink directly.

"Grumbling."

The entire dungeon was very dark and quiet, only the sound of drinking echoed in the cell.

"boom"

The pottery wine jar fell to the ground and shattered into dozens of pottery fragments.

Dongfang Bubai, who had finished drinking a jar of wine, was already a little drunk at this time, and felt that the whole dungeon was shaking from side to side.

Yang Wenhao felt almost done after drinking a jar of wine.

The dishes on the table are almost eaten. Once you drink something like wine, it will not end unless you are drunk.

Suddenly, a delicate body leaned against Yang Wenhao's shoulder.

Yang Wenhao's body shook slightly, and then he looked at Dongfang Bubai who was leaning on his shoulder.

Dongfang Bubai's eyes were cloudy, and he couldn't tell whether it was reality or fantasy.

"Yang Wenhao I like you"

The drunk Yang Wenhao was still a little conscious.

After hearing Dongfang Bubai's words of confession, he paused slightly, and then said, "Dongfang, you're drunk."

"No. I'm not drunk." Dongfang Bubai shook his head, picked up two jars of wine again and put them on the table, lifted the lid to drink, but was stopped by Yang Wenhao.

"Stop drinking." Yang Wenhao held down Dongfang Bubai's rosy hand that lifted the lid.

"No, I. I."

Puff.
Dongfang Bubai was about to fall back as soon as he closed his eyes, Yang Wenhao hurriedly stretched out his hands to hug Dongfang Bubai when he saw the situation.

But he himself was a little dizzy, and this catch almost made him fall to the ground, but fortunately, he caught Dongfang Bubai and didn't let Dongfang Bubai fall like this.

"Hey"

Sighing, Yang Wenhao picked up Dongfang Bubai and was about to get up.

Getting up this time, Yang Wenhao seemed to have forgotten that he was drunk now.

A staggered back hit the iron railing directly.

"Mom sells batches"

Yang Wenhao cursed secretly, then found the exit of the cell and walked outside.

He walked very slowly, and his steps were a little chaotic.

If it is slow, it will be a little disrupted. If it is fast, it will go to heaven.

Fortunately, compared to Dongfang Bubai, Yang Wenhao's drinking capacity is obviously much better.

After drinking so much, although he is not completely drunk, it is estimated that he will be almost drunk if he drinks a little more.

The members of the Sun Moon God Sect who were squatting outside saw Yang Wenhao come out with Dongfang Bubai in their arms, they were startled, and thought something had happened, but after a closer look, they found that Dongfang Bubai had just fallen asleep.

"Elder Yang."

Yang Wenhao blushed, and said, "Where is Dongfang's residence?"

Hearing this, the congregation hurriedly replied: "Going straight to the west is the residence of the leader."

As soon as the congregation finished answering, Yang Wenhao walked towards the direction he was talking about with steps that his relatives did not recognize.

"Elder Yang, do you need it?"

Those congregants wanted to say something, but Yang Wenhao had gone far.

The leader of the congregation guarding the dungeon said to his subordinates: "You guys, follow up and guard carefully."

"Yes."

The congregation followed from afar, not daring to approach.

After all, Yang Wenhao is a killer, if he gets upset, he will be even more murderous when he is drunk.

In this way, he escorted him all the way to Dongfang Bubai's residence.

Dongfang Bubai's residence is very luxurious, not at all inferior to the compound of some court dignitaries.

"Mom sells batches, I have nothing to do when I'm full."

Yang Wenhao felt a little bit out of control, he hadn't arrived yet after walking for so long.

Walking to the innermost part, Yang Wenhao finally arrived at Dongfang Bubai's room.

"bang"

Yang Wenhao kicked open the door and walked in.

Seeing this scene, those congregants in the distance backed out of Dongfang Bubai's residence.

This is the residence of the leader of the Sun Moon God Sect. If you stay for a long time, you will be punished.

On the other side, Yang Wenhao came to the bed with Dongfang Bubai in his arms.

Carefully put Dongfang Bubai in place, and covered it with a quilt.

"Fuck, uncomfortable."

His whole body was hot, and Yang Wenhao was going to use his internal energy to dissolve the alcoholic energy.

But just when he was about to use his internal force to dissolve the alcohol, he felt a strange feeling on his back.

"Yang Wenhao"

Dongfang Bubai's voice, compared to usual, Dongfang Bubai who had been drinking at this time was very charming and coquettish.

A pair of jade hands glowing a little crimson had already climbed onto Yang Wenhao's chest.

(End of this chapter)