At this time, Hu Liang knew that he would lose. Although the other party was just Jindan Danshi, he was obviously good at drinking alum wine. Judging from his calm drinking, he probably wouldn't have any problems drinking a jar of wine.

The so-called expert can tell whether there is anything at all. With this simple bowl of wine, you can see how big the gap between the two people is.

Hu Liang reached out and loosened his neck. At this time, he knew he had to grit his teeth and defeat the opponent even though he knew he was losing.

Hu Liang forcibly suppressed the shaking of his palm, grabbed the wine jar, and poured himself a bowl.

Jiujiang on the opposite side smiled and still filled himself calmly.

Hu Liang raised the second bowl of wine and poured it into his mouth. The alum wine almost stopped in his mouth and swallowed it directly into his throat.

After Hu Liang finished this bowl of wine, his face turned redder a little redder in an instant. This time it was no longer red, but turned purple.

Hu Liang then sat down slowly, and this action brought a lot of inverted colors around him. Hu Liang had no extra strength at this time and was filled with the alchemists around him.

From behind him, Lu Cheng clearly saw Hu Liang pinching his thigh with his hands, and blood oozing out. It was not pinching, but grabbing a piece of meat.

Jiujiang raised his wine bowl with his hands, bowed his hand, and slowly drank a bowl of alum wine. This was the action that won the whole house. At this time, Jiujiang's face was just a little rosy.

To put it bluntly, even if they cannot come up to compete with the alchemists of Huatumen, they will still disgust the alchemists of Huatumen.

This behavior is really disgusting, but Fang Dang in Lu Cheng's body actually understood their thoughts at this time, because they were disgusted by the alchemists of Huatumen, and now they are just taking revenge.

Of course, being able to understand their behavior at this time does not mean that Fang Dang is willing to see them like this. People are emotional animals and circle animals. If Fang Dang is standing outside the Huatu Sect now, he may be sitting outside and watching the fun. But now he is standing in the Huatu Sect circle, even if he is just wearing the skin of a disciple of the Huatu Sect, he cannot be indifferent.

Lu Cheng whispered: "Senior Brother, you..."

Hu Liang waved his hand and stopped Lu Cheng from continuing to say something. He knew that Lu Cheng wanted to persuade him to continue, but Hu Liang could not open his mouth now, otherwise he would definitely say something. At least this is his own war now, and even if he loses, he will have to lose completely.

Just like the seniors of Huatumen, they did not retreat, but chose to fight, even if it was just drinking.

Lu Cheng walked forward and filled the wine bowl in front of Hu Liang. Lu Cheng knew that this third bowl of wine should be the last bowl for Hu Liang, and Hu Liang probably didn't have the strength or the right time to pour the alum wine into the cup. The reason why Hu Liang was still sitting now was because Hu Liang was gritting his teeth and stubbornly. At this time, he had to drink as soon as possible. The slower he drank, the less wine Hu Liang could drink.

Lu Cheng's actions caused a wave of inverted colors again.

"The Danshi from Huatumen can't even pour out wine, and they still need help from others. Haha, I think Huatumen is completely finished!"

"Huatumen itself is a group of small children

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) People who are fucking and slutty are the cancer of my going to the underworld. From the way of drinking, we can see that these guys have no other ability except poisoning people."

"Yes, such a sect should have been wiped out with all our strength in one fell swoop, and would not give him a chance to rekindle."

"Yes, so it's so! That's right!"

Hearing this sentence, the corners of the skeleton elder sitting on the chair couldn't help but twitch slightly.

Why is the most afraid of showing weakness to others? Why do others must use the cruelest means to fight back when they come to the door? Because the Huatu Sect must be afraid of others. If others are not afraid of the evil methods of the Huatu Sect, even if they just have a little bit of asking for instructions, they will turn into huge waves and swallow them up.

Now this sign has emerged. Now, it is not just a fight of wine, but it is related to the survival and safety of Huatumen.

There are too many enemies in Huatumen. If all enemies rush over, Huatumen will be trampled into pieces in a blink of an eye.

Several other disciples of Huatu Sect also knew this truth very well. They couldn't help but force themselves to get up and sat up a little. Now, they must act like they are in a way that the Huatu Sect should not be bullied easily.

The Skeleton Elder has even begun to think about how he will die in his heart. What is the most terrifying thing in this world? That is, I am not afraid of death!

Now that I can’t beat Fengyunzhai on the opposite side, the only way that can make the alchemists around me fear the Huatumen is left, that is, I will die to show you, so that you can know how terrible the Huatumen is!

The Skeleton Elder smiled bitterly in his heart. Although he knew that it was a chore to attend the alchemy ceremony this time, he never expected that this chore not only would be hard but would have to pay his life. If he had known this, the sect leader would not come after smallpox.

Hu Liang trembled and picked up the third bowl of wine. Although he tried his best to stabilize his hands, the alum wine still splashed a lot, which naturally caused waves of cheering.

The sounds were surging around him, saying that the disciples of Hua Tumen were despicable and cheated, and criticizing the Hua Tumen who acted in a perverse and unscrupulous manner. In short, what was so ugly. Fortunately, Hu Liang's mind was already in a mess now, and these words were left with a hollow buzzing sound in his ears. Otherwise, he would have to pissed out all the wine he had just drunk.

In fact, everyone could see that Hu Liang had only one bowl of alum wine left to drink, so they stepped up their ridicule, otherwise there would be no chance in a while.

Gudong Gudong, Hu Liang was confused but knew that he had to pour alum wine into his throat and swallow it into his stomach in the shortest time. Otherwise, he would not be able to hold on at all. Hu Liang, whose eyes were blurred, could not even see if Jiujiang opposite him had drunk alum wine.

However, he could vaguely know from the cheers that burst out around him that the guy on the other side drank the alum wine again.

Hu Liang felt that he could not hold on. He used to pinch a piece of meat from his thigh with his hands, which could make him barely awake. Now his thigh has been scratched into mud, but he has no feeling at all.

"Another...come..." Hu Liang didn't know how these two words came out of his teeth, and he didn't even know if he really said these two words. These two words vaguely sounded in his drowsy brain.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!