Horror Recovery: Drunk SS-level Ghost Bride at the beginning

Baya looked suspiciously at Su Bei's mouth, wanting to see if Su Bei was a real vampire.

Su Bei thought for a moment after hearing the words.

According to the description, he accidentally activated the blood-born dark marriage skill after losing consciousness.

Open the personal panel, and the blood-born ghost marriage object displayed in the skill column is still 1. Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief.

Baya is a living person like herself and cannot enter into a contract.

He also didn't want to expose this skill to other players casually.

"Don't worry, I didn't become a vampire. It was my fault for biting you yesterday."

"But you don't have to worry, it shouldn't affect you."

Only then did Baya let Subei go.

She seemed to remember something again, and asked curiously: "Do you know a ghost in a red wedding dress? She was the one who guarded you there yesterday, and she didn't let me take you away until I passed by."

Su Bei looked at the props in his hand and felt warm in his heart.

"That Subei was lucky in the early stage and had an advantage, so he dared to ask for leave and wander around."

"It's still our boss who is amazing. It took only a few days to catch a noble-level customer, and she spent tens of thousands of money in one night."

"Even those Hwarang-level cowherds are not as good as the boss. It won't take long for us to be Hwarangs like Su Bei."

Liang Kun and Huang Zicheng gathered together to discuss the gains of the past few days.

Su Bei asked for leave to leave.

And Liang Kun worked hard after seeing Baya and Subei in the same room last time.

She even hooked up with a rich female ghost who was second only to the princess level.

And they have been trained by the female centipede ghost these days, and their professional ability has improved by leaps and bounds.

In contrast, their self-confidence returned.

Subei is nothing more than that!

Said that Cao Cao Cao Cao will arrive.

Su Bei changed into his overalls and entered the store, behind him was Baya.

Liang Kun, who was proud of himself, clenched his fists and his veins bulged when he saw this scene.

If it wasn't for the centipede female ghost's rules, he would have made Su Bei pay the price.

Huang Zicheng and the others saw that Baya and Subei were so close.

Feeling a little upset in my heart, I wanted to sneer.

"Our Mr. Hua Lang is finally willing to come back. Is it because he is afraid that our Brother Liang's performance will surpass yours?"

"He's the only one who deserves it. Brother Liang's goal is the ace, and Subei is no match for us."

"He still doesn't know that the tricks of bartending have been learned by King Crab and the others. Does he think he can attract guests with just one stop like before?"

Baya heard their unprovoked taunts.

There was not much goodwill left for the original companion, and it disappeared.

Su Bei just didn't agree to their request when he first entered the dungeon, and they just killed them all.

It can be seen how Huang Zicheng's character is!

Fortunately, I have teamed up with them several times to enter the dungeon.

Su Bei ignored them and just barked.

The tricks that King Crab has learned are nothing, even if he stands next to him and watches for more than ten years, he can only learn superficially.

After a while, customers poured into the Blue Whale Cowherd shop one after another.

"Are you the new Cowherd, and you don't look too good?"

An aggressive guest ordered Su Bei's flower name.

Li Gui seemed to be fished out of the water, his body was swollen and white.

There was also a disgusting weedy smell.

"You make me a glass of wine that you are good at. If you don't satisfy me, I must ask your boss to fire you!"

Seeing her unfriendly appearance, Su Bei frowned slightly.

Chapter 43 From Ace's Target

"Subei is going to be unlucky. This guest is not a good guy. It is said that he has a picky eye and plays strangely."

"Why is the game so strange?"

"Haha? Have you ever heard of the rich woman's happy ball and happy water? Some ignorant cowherd was invited out, and when he came back, he was crippled, with eyes like dead fish. He quit the cowherd world soon."

Seeing that the drowning ghost asked Su Bei to make a drink for her by name, Liang Kun showed a happy look in his eyes.

The hatred of taking his wife, the hatred of the bull's head...

Although Ba Ya was not his girlfriend, nothing happened between Ba Ya and Subei.

But it also made him feel the humiliation of being offended.

Huang Zicheng also happily stood aside to eat melons.

There is no other reason, but the character is too jumpy, and the career of the cowherd has not yet started.

No guest is willing to order him yet.

Baya, who was dressed in men's clothes, was tall and straight, with a handsome appearance, and her long hair tied into a free and easy ponytail.

It even attracted a few guests.

At this moment, he looked worriedly in the direction of Subei.

In the past few days, I got along well with Su Bei under the same roof.

And Su Bei helped her a few times.

With a thought, he whispered something to a guest who was about to leave.

Hearing this, the guest looked in the direction of Su Bei, turned his head and smiled narrowly at Ba Ya.

"My lord, this is a noble-level customer of our Blue Whale shop, and he spends 10 yuan on drinks a month."

"If you can't receive this distinguished guest, why not let me come."

The king crab came over at some point, eager to pry the corner of the wall.

"This beautiful lady, would you like to sit at my table? I'm much better at bartending than he is."

The drowning ghost pushed hard with his swollen palm, pushing the king crab to the ground in embarrassment.

"Go away, as I said, I will only drink the wine that the young master mixed for me tonight."

Su Bei shook his head and remained silent.

This guest was determined to make trouble for him.

How could the king crab be pried away.

He just didn't know who wanted to embarrass him with Su Bei.

A slender female ghost leaned into Su Bei's ear and said, "Baya asked me to tell you something. The drowning ghost came to find the trump card in the store yesterday, and you'd better not reject the drowning ghost."

Ba Ya is still a young girl, and she is not allowed to use her nickname before reaching the first level of Hwarang, and the customers in the shop also know her name.

Su Bei nodded in Baya's direction, accepting her affection.

He turned around and took out the golden toad shaker, and asked the drowning ghost, "What kind of wine do you want to drink?"

The drowning ghost was a little surprised to see Su Bei's actions.

As far as it knows, Subei should only be able to make one kind of wine.

"I want to drink Icelandic Terror, can you adjust it?"

She deliberately chose one of the most difficult concoctions.

Even bartenders in professional bars have difficulty dealing with such a fancy and complicated drink.

This is also the wine that best shows the strength of a bartender.

Su Bei nodded.

No measuring cup required.

The slender and beautiful fingers are like the most precise instrument in the world, holding the stainless steel cup lightly.

Weigh out no more and no less base wine.

The ice gripper grabs a piece of ice under the polar region.

Squeeze the frozen ghost's tongue mixed with moss.

Pour it into the mouth of the golden toad in order, and the mouth of the trick weapon will automatically close.

Shake it up and down repeatedly, and the ghost fire is roasting.

Su Bei's movements were natural, without any redundant movements.

Smooth with fancy beauty.

"A pleasing performance."

The surrounding guests couldn't help being attracted by Su Bei's performance.

Whistling and clapping frantically.

They are the biggest and most gangsters on Fengqing Street.

The king crab is dumbfounded, how to learn this!

It was obviously not so fancy a few days ago.

The drowning ghost looked at the tense muscles under Su Bei's suit, and couldn't help swallowing.

"Let me wear a suit next time when I play, it's too forbidden."

The wine is poured into the wine glass along the toad's mouth, sprinkled with ghost salt, and inserted with lemon slices.

Finally, light the blue will-o'-the-wisp.

A glass of Icelandic Horror completes.

"Please enjoy!"

"Why are your preparation methods and ingredients different from ordinary bartenders?"

The drowning ghost noticed something special.

"This is made exclusively for you, specially to suit your taste."

The drowning ghost drank the ice blue wine, his pupils dilated slightly.

A trace of ghostly air flowed into the mouth along with the liquor.

The drowning ghost trembled all over at first, his eyebrows froze, and his breath turned white.

Immediately afterwards, I felt hot all over, and even wanted to take off my clothes.

There was an involuntary smile on his face.

"Unbelievable, is this the feeling of being frozen to death?"

The drowning ghost recalled the feeling just now, and he had some aftertaste.

Before people are frozen to death, they first experience low temperature frostbite.

As the temperature continues to drop, breathing speeds up, circulation speeds up, the body emits more heat, and hallucinations occur.

Consciousness began to become hazy. At this time, not only did she not feel cold, but she also felt very hot, and Su Bei let her taste this with a glass of wine.

The drowning ghost had a pity on his face.

No matter how well Su Bei prepared, she would fail.