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Chapter 1352 Hot pot with rice wine(2/2)

Inside the barrel is chilled rice wine.
The rice wine was naturally brought by Ye Qingyun from Fuyun Mountain.
I have never drank much.
And now.
It might come in handy.
"It won't be spicy if you drink it."
Ye Qingyun made a bowl of rice wine and handed it to Kunlunzi.
Kunlunzi didn't care what was in the bowl, he drank it all in one go.
“So cool!”
After drinking the rice wine, Kunlunzi blurted out.
The whole person became energetic.
Although it is still a bit spicy in the mouth, it has an endless aftertaste.
Especially paired with a bowl of ice-cold rice wine, it is simply refreshing.
"You're welcome, feel free to eat and drink."
Ye Qingyun said with a smile.
Everyone let go.
Everyone was sitting on the ground casually, no longer caring about their identity.
What saint?
What kind of top executives?
Let's all go aside.
At this moment, they are just a group of gluttons who only know how to eat and drink.
Ingredients are constantly being added to the pot, and bowls of ice-cold rice wine are also served one after another.
Ye Qingyun found that he had thought too much.
There is no need to prepare clear soup at all.
All these guys were blushing and grinning, but they just wanted to eat the food in the red soup.
It's too spicy, so let's have another sip of ice-cold rice wine.
The feeling of comfort and comfort on that face is simply indescribable.
Even Da Mao lying next to him would take a few bites from time to time.
soon.
Several people were a little drunk.
The iced rice wine is very refreshing and refreshing when you drink it, and you don't feel anything.
But it has plenty of stamina.
Especially these guys, almost every time they eat something, they have to drink a sip of ice-cold rice wine.
It would be strange if you don't get to the top.
"Why do I feel a little dizzy?"
Zhao Ding's eyes were blurry and his tongue was a little big.
"Come again! Come again!"
The Mohist sage Yan Wuqiu became more and more energetic as he drank, his eyes widened, and he put food into the pot to eat.
Ye Qingyun has almost eaten.
He didn't drink much rice wine, so this
Ke Ren is still very sober.
"Master Ye, this hot pot is so delicious. I have never eaten anything so delicious in my life."
Jian Tianming said with a naive smile.
"Only people like Mr. Ye can create such delicacies in the world."
The old man Mu Yangzi drank too much, but he didn't forget to flatter him.
"Can I drink this soup?"
Zhao Ding was so drunk that he actually scooped a spoonful of spicy soup from the hot pot into his bowl.
"Don't drink!"
Ye Qingyun just wanted to stop it, but it was too late.
Zhao Ding drank the spicy soup directly.
"ah!!!"
This time, Zhao Ding was shocked.
I just felt a fire in my throat, directly reaching my internal organs.
He quickly picked up the barrel and drank all the remaining iced rice wine.
After drinking, Zhao Ding hiccupped repeatedly and felt dizzy.
Plop!!!
Zhao Ding fell directly to the ground, motionless.
It feels like death.
Fortunately, when the snoring sounded, Zhao Ding was just too drunk and fell asleep.
Jian Tianming was also drunk beside him.
Even so, he still held the wooden sword in his arms and kept talking about practicing sword practice.
Kunlunzi sat cross-legged, trying to use his cultivation to refine the alcohol.
But this is rice wine brewed by Ye Qingyun himself, and even a semi-saint expert cannot refine it.
Just let it dissipate on its own.
After refining Kunlunzi for a while, it had no effect, so he just sat cross-legged and fell asleep.
As for the two saints Mu Yangzi and Yan Wuqiu, although they were drunk, they did not fall asleep directly.
The two old men were staring at each other, as if they didn't recognize each other.
"Huikong, I'll leave this to you. I'll go back and lie down for a while."
Ye Qingyun was also a little sleepy. After eating and drinking, he went into the house to take a nap.
Huikong doesn't drink alcohol, so he is naturally the most sober person at the moment.
"Amitabha."
Huikong recited the Buddha's name and looked at the staggering people with a smile on his face.
"The Holy Son has worked so hard, don't let you down."
The words have not yet fallen.
A faint cyan brilliance appeared on Mu Yangzi, Yan Wuqiu, Kunlunzi, Jian Tianming and Zhao Ding.
Waves of pure and ultimate power of heaven and earth spread out from their bodies.
Chapter completed!
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