Beautiful concubine: cold king's genius concubine

So no matter what you think, the only loser in the fight will be her Muyun.

How can we reverse this situation

Mu Yunyu's brain was spinning rapidly, but she was calm, as if she was not going to fight for wine later.

After the two people stood face to face, how tall the beard was, at least in front of Mu Yunlu's body, it was like a mountain. Mu Yunlu was as Petite as a child in front of him.

Although Muyun's body is not well developed, it is like a child.

"Princess Ming." these three words are not authentic, but they are enough for Muyun to hear what he said clearly.

Yo, I don't speak desert language now. Should she thank him for taking care of her?

"Rules." Muyun said nothing else. Since she wanted to spell it, she had to make a quick decision. What she needed to know now was how to spell it! Different rules and different spellings, she needs to know before she can do it.

Mu Honghai comes forward and prepares to translate mu yunyun's words to beard, but beard has already opened his mouth before he speaks. It is obvious that he has understood what mu yunyun is talking about.

"Drink!" one word on his beard, very atmospheric!

Mu Yun picks her eyebrows. Is that the rule?

Drink??

Is it to see who drinks more or who drinks faster? Or is there a way to drink here?

In order to find a way to win, Mu Yun can only bear to ask again. This time, she has a lot of words, and her beard obviously doesn't understand.

Mu Honghai, who was hung aside and had no effect, found his sense of existence and was ready to come forward to translate. He was about to speak again when he heard a voice from far and near behind.

"We don't have the same rules as those big women in the desert. Just drink. Whoever falls first will lose."

Muyun doesn't have to turn around to know who the speaker is, hurdan.

Hu Erdan walked slowly from his seat to Mu Yunlu and his beard and looked at Mu Yunlu, "Princess Ming, let me introduce you. This is our warrior Dalai in the desert. His drinking capacity..."

Hu Erdan didn't finish, but he laughed directly. The ridicule was not the Dalai Lama, but mu yunyun.

I'm afraid the beard's drinking capacity is very unusual!

"Even in our desert, he dares to say the second, and no one dares to say the first." Hu Erdan finished his words and wanted to see the shocked expressions of Mu Yunlu and others.

Other people's expressions were really shocked, but Muyun was still like that, expressionless, and even looked at him strangely, as if he was mentally retarded.

In Mu Yun's opinion, what an obvious thing. If she doesn't have two brushes on her beard, dare you give her this set?

Dare you come up to China without that diamond?

Is this NIMA mentally disabled or looking for death?

Therefore, even if Hu Erdan doesn't introduce her, she knows that the beard is not neat. No, it should be said that whether it's the beard or anyone else, it's the same for mu Yunlu.

However, three cups and five cups are still the problem of one pot and two pots

No matter how many cups, she can't drink a cup anyway, so even if it's not a beard, someone else can flip her.

To deal with her, she also needs to move out the wine god with beard. She really thanks the ancestors of the eighth generation of khurdan.