Chapter 172： The so-called horse stumbles and people lose, (1/2)
Wen Zhongjiu took a deep breath, ”Then, I'm going to open the altar.”
Well, you can rest assured to be a demon... Do it.
After speaking, he took out a small and exquisite silver knife and plunged it along the gap in the mud seal, holding up the wine jar with his left hand, shaking his five fingers, and the wine jar rotated in the palm at a uniform speed.
With a ”pop”, the mud seal collapsed and fell into Wen Zhongjiu's hands intact.
A white air current that can be seen by the naked eye hovered around the mouth of the altar for several weeks before disappearing suddenly.
”Fuck, there are really dragons!!” Shan Ye exclaimed, but no one remembered to answer his sigh.
What was opened seemed not to be a wine jar, but an entrance to a **** battlefield in an unknown space. The unbridled violent aura seemed to coat the retinas of several people with scarlet red, and the feeling was like sticky and viscous blood. Flowing around, turning into rivers and seas, turning into giant beasts to swallow people in one bite.
Huang Dashan lowered his head and touched his nose, his hands full of blood.
”real or fake?”
Gao Xuan smiled bitterly,
”I almost can't bear the rush of alcohol. It seems that this wine... Lord Shan, we are afraid that it will be no good for us, alas.”
Shan Ye also sighed fakely, ”Brother Lin, when can I drink this wine?”
”Of course it is Tier 5!”
”No discussion?”
”No!”
”Leave no room?”
”Do not stay!”
”...”
drop,
”In order to increase the store's sales, expand customer resources, and activate the atmosphere of the main customer group, the system decided to increase its publicity and set up a temporary task: the colorful snake king wine red star medal.
Under Tier 5, if the customer actively requests to taste the colorful snake king wine, he will be granted a challenge opportunity.
If the challenge is successful, you can drink a cup of Seven Colored Snake Wine with Three Color Snake Wine and get a Red Star Medal of Snake Wine. The system is responsible for avoiding most of the negative effects including the possibility of death.
Regardless of whether the challenge is successful or not, please pay in advance and it will not be refunded.
Challenge item:
Wrestling with the host, each person is limited to one attempt per day.
Attributes of the Serpent King Wine Red Star Medal:
Increase the power of two stones on the right arm.
Solemnly declare:
In order to ensure the fairness and justice of this challenge project, the host is prohibited from evading, cheating and retaining strength in various ways, and the system has the right to enforce it.
Additional passive skills:
When in the business scope of Linjia Xiaoguan, if a customer exercises this challenge power, the host will respond to the customer's challenge 100% positively and set up the standard wrist-wrestling start style, which will be executed immediately.
Note: Go up, my unicorn arm! ”
The so-called Ake stab King Qin, carry it on his hairy legs, feel the call of despair, boy!
Lin Chou finished a silly annual drama like a horse racing in his heart, and quickly cleared up his mood.
Put on a look annoyed by Shan Ye's question,
”Drink, drink, drink! Wrest your wrists with this handsome, get a drink if you win, get **** if you lose!”
”A word is settled!”
Gao Xuan continued, ”It's hard to chase a horse!”
”Where is the gentleman?”
”Fuck it!”
Lin Chou spread his hand, the blue light of the ID card in the palm of his hand flashed.
”Ten thousand circulation points.”
”...”
”Who will come?”
”Of course I will!”
Shan Ye had just been promoted to Intermediate Tier 3, and he was also a power mutant. It was when he was full of confidence, he stood up and stretched his legs and twisted his waist to move his muscles and bones. He smiled and stretched out his arms that were thicker than Lin's worrisome waist.
”bring it on!”
The two hands are held together, as if a young bean sprout is sandwiched between the hoofs of a black donkey. The style of painting is so terrible that the listener is sad and the listener shed tears.
”Hey!”
Shan Ye growled low, the muscles on his arms clustered like horned dragons, and he could even hear the terrifying sound of every muscle fiber in his arm tightening at the same time.
”...”
Lin Chou remained motionless, smiling at Lord Shan.
One second,
Two seconds,