Chapter 1161 (1/2)

Only a dozen barrels of wine were drunk in this meal. Without a long time, under the influence of fat and alcohol, the three warriors of Xiangong were drunk on the ground, talking in their dreams, and from time to time they covered their heads and pedaled their legs to twitch, as if they were fighting with something in their dreams.

The only people still awake in the hall are the knell, Thor, SHIV and gin.

Qin Jiu and Xifu used to be female martial god colleagues. She didn't want Su Ming to turn over her sisters.

On formal occasions involving diplomacy, Asgard's women don't participate in men's conversation and drinking, so they just sit in the corner, drink slowly in small cups, and exchange their topics in a low voice.

There was no white meat on their table, just some delicate vegetables and some fresh tropical fruits.

In fact, rocky was not drunk. Under the cover of illusion, he only drank a few drinks of wine and bit a piece of fat, so that his foundation of Frost Giant would not overturn. But he pretended to be drunk, and he was lying on the table pretending to be a dead dog, but his ears were still up to hear what Thor and the knell were saying.

Thor's eyes could not be opened, and when he opened his mouth, there was still saliva running down the corner of his mouth and burping. And the death knell was still smiling, as if nothing had happened.

”Burp... You're so good... Belch... Retch...” Thor talks like a goldfish, and if you didn't know he had drunk too much, he would have thought he had drunk soapy water.

Su Ming calmly opened a bucket of wine and held it up in his hand with a smile: ”where is this? Come on, we two go on... Hey, wake up, don't sleep, get up, hey! ”

As tol spoke, he leaned aside as if to fall. Su Ming jumped to him, grabbed his cloak and pulled him up.

”Well? oh No... I'm not drunk! ” Thor woke up, but soon his eyes narrowed again.

”There's a saying in the Chinese dynasty, it's called shallow feeling, licking, deep feeling and stuffy.” Su Ming gave him the cask again and held the bottom to feed him.

According to the speed of drinking and tol's rolling eyes, Su Ming thinks it's almost the same.

So the bucket wasn't full, and half way down he stopped, threw it away and put his arm around Thor's thick shoulder.

”Tell me what happened to the criminal you were after and how he offended you?”

Thor really remembered. He began to describe the memory in a vague tone. Now he just wanted to sleep, and anyone who asked would answer. And he's the kind of person who drinks and talks a lot. He speaks more and more fluently.

”a thousand hundred years ago, Iceland in Midgard, Hiccup... There was a small village on the west coast.”

”The frost giants have been invading this village for weeks, burp... They ate three sheep, two dogs, and two children.”

”The giant's stronghold is on the cliff, easy to defend but hard to attack. The village soldiers are too weak to be opponents of the ice giant. So the village mothers pray to Asgard for help, and Odin responds to them.”

”I took twenty fairyland warriors to attack the blue monsters. The Frost Giant waved the tree trunks and threw boulders. The fighting lasted four hours, and many of the village's Vikings went back to Valhalla.”

”But in the end the battle ended with my axe cutting their heads off.”

”Four days after the battle, I stayed and reveled in the village. I ate more goats than the frost giants, drank enough Mead to drown a ship of sailors, and slept with half the village women.”