Chapter 1200 (1/2)

A table of people, looking at Lu Xi and ye Suo tit for tat, silently stopped their chopsticks.

As companions of the hero guild, they are like natural enemies. As long as they meet, they have to work.

”The president said that this action can't bring trouble to Lord Bai, so I don't have the same opinion with you!” Yesuo takes back his sight, light way.

Smell speech, Lu Xi eyes emerge a touch of provocation: ”Oh? When did ye Shao, the most rude of us, begin to pay attention to etiquette? ”

”Who are you calling rude?”

On one side, Cui Ying put down her chopsticks and dishes at this time, with an angry rebuke.

Her anger made Lu Xi, who wanted to ridicule him, speechless.

”Er, it's rare for us to get together. Let's not mention the past. Let's drink and get drunk.” Guo pangzi took the wine bowl and threw it in front of him.

See, ye Suo and Lu Xi at the same time a cold hum, also follow everybody to raise a glass.

They stopped, and the atmosphere on the table became more and more active. They talked and laughed and drank late into the night.

Bai Chen sits there, calmly drinks a cup of wine, and looks at them one after another being sent out by the maids. At the end, there are only three people here, namely, he, Xiaoya and unintentional.

Looking directly at the same indifferent drinking in that, Bai Chen glanced at Xiaoya, light way: ”Xiaoya, it's late, you also go back to rest early.”

”Ah?” Xiaoya raised her red face and said wrongly, ”why can I still drink? Come on, I have to pour you down today!”

See small elegant poured full wine cup again, white Chen speechless stare her one eye.

But where does Xiaoya know the adults' thoughts, she is still eager to try: ”how, do you think that the only rival of the chenyao sword clan is Ling can? I'm not drunk, either

”Ah, you are the best. Go back to have a rest.”

”I don't know!”

”You...”

Want to speak with no heart alone, but Bai Chen words all talk about this, Xiaoya or heartless demon with him.

Helpless, a fury from however born, make white Chen's eyes, instant like Nighthawk as fierce.

Fingers light point table, white Chen gradually lift eyes, with interest to see to small elegant way: ”little girl, say up, I have never with you fight wine, OK, today I'll let you see, what is the God of wine!”

”Ha ha!” Xiaoya slapped the table with a laugh and stood up directly from the chair. She raised her face and said, ”before you said I was still young, I was always not allowed to drink. Now I'm 13 years old. When I'm old enough to drink, I'm going to take over the title of Dionysus today!”

”Take my Bacchus title?”

Bai Chen can't help but smile. Last time Ling can also say this, but in the end, he still goes down one hundred jars of liquor, and Ling can't get up under the table.

Bai Chen was the God of destruction in his previous life, but he liked drinking the most. At that time, Raytheon, the best drinker among the Twelve Gods of war in Xinglan temple, claimed that he had not met an opponent in five billion years, so he let him drink under the table.

”Come on, give me 100 jars of the most powerful poisonous dragon wine!” Bai Chen clapped his hands.

A maid looked at Xiaoya anxiously and walked out bitterly.

However, before she took a few steps, Xiaoya's unyielding cry came out: ”one hundred jars are too few. Give me one thousand jars!”

”A thousand jars?”