Chapter 672 Light Chapter 585B: Slept

Author: Afternoon is a demon

Chapter 672 Light Chapter 58.5-B: Slept

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① You raise your glass and declare that you have escaped death from the succubus and turned defeat into victory.

That's outrageous.

Hathaway rolled her eyes helplessly. It is impossible to complain. She has watched you progress from the first day of joining the club to today. She has seen all the trivial things. How could she miss such an exaggerated event? The rules of the game are

in this way.

② She had never done this before, so she curled her lips and drank the wine.

③It was Noomi's turn. Noomi held her cheek and looked at Fiertin opposite, smiling: "Let me guess, it must be our brave receptionist patriarch who is most likely to have done this kind of thing, right?"

"

No, no, no! - Fiertin shook her head and waved her hands, she had never done that before.

Laomi wants to cry but has no tears,

He covered his face with his hands and sobbed twice: "I can't do it anymore. I'm so dizzy that I can't drink anymore. What should I do..."

"Hiccup!" Tong En giggled and pointed at Fiertin and said to Nomi, "Master Witch, you need a kiss, hiccup! Kiss..."

While saying okay, Laomi hugged Tong En and kissed her deeply.

"Pfft, no, it's not me. Because I guessed wrong, you need to kiss, kiss..."

Noomi said okay while hugging you and kissing you deeply.

"We made a mistake again, it's not the initiator of the wine glass, it's the person who was guessed, hiccup!"

Noomi stuck out her tongue, apologized for being too confused, and hugged Fiertin for a deep kiss.

Hathaway, who saw this series of operations in his eyes, raised his head to look at Tong En and Fiertin, whose cheeks were rosy, then looked down at his empty wine glass, and then frowned slightly and sighed unnoticeably.

④Tong En muttered in a low voice: "No, I really can't burp anymore, and I can't see clearly. And I... burp, I've never done it before..." After saying that, he was like a newborn puppy,

It crawls towards you staggeringly.

Give a kiss.

⑤ After waiting for a long time, Fiertin found that the kiss was not over yet, so she raised her glass and continued her journey.

"I guess the president must be..." She suddenly heard Naomi cough a few times, "I must have never done it, ah, no, I must have done it. That's the truth! The truth!"

You shook your head with a wry smile and heard Hathaway smacking her tongue in annoyance next to you.

Fiertin raised his hands in surrender, but he had long forgotten that he still had the wine in his hand: "I can't help it anymore, I can't drink anymore, I surrender." Then he squeezed in between you and Tong En,

Give a kiss.

The wine soaked the sheets and the atmosphere gradually became warmer.

⑥Margaret was originally the drunkest one, but in an emergency, she understood the situation and took the most ruthless action.

Margaret walked around behind you, gently gliding her fingers around you, and said coquettishly: "I can't drink anymore, and there's no place for me to kiss you. I don't care, you can drink it for me, okay?"

?" After a few feints, she used the excuse that she was too drunk and her hands were unsteady, so she couldn't accurately hand the wine glass to your mouth, so she drank the wine and fed it to you with her mouth.

⑦Pa, throwing away the wine glass, Annette smiled: "I give up." Then she also hugged your arm.

A winner is born!

Is there any need to say this? Is there any need to doubt? How could the wine king of the last drinking competition lose to these weaklings? Hathaway wins for sure. There is no suspense in this game from the beginning.

Not necessarily her opponent.

So the winner sat alone on the edge of the bed with a very ugly face. As the only person who was completely sober, it was really too late to pretend to be drunk now. The last opportunity was when Noomi pretended to be drunk.

.Imagine the embarrassment of being sober while everyone else is drunk.

I could vaguely hear Tong En's giggle.

Hathaway's expression turned even more serious, as if she understood something. Some things will always take turns.

Seeing the heated fight between you two, Hathaway sat upright, looking left and right. She couldn't find a chance to join in, so she had to pour herself a glass of wine. After three drinks, she pretended to be drunk, and that's it. "

The guy who invented this game would have died many times if he wasn't immortal."

"I'm sorry." Noomi knew that Hathaway was angry because he found out that he had been tricked, "but then again, I have been saved several times because of this game. Not just the first time."

"Huh? Have you interviewed many witch groups?"

"Although it was invented to escape from witches, this game really started to become popular, especially in the royal city. It started when I used this drinking game to escape death from several travelers."

Hathaway glanced at Tong En who was busy, pulled Noomi out of the crowd, and handed her a glass of wine.

Noomi reluctantly looked back at the feast behind her, drank it with a sigh, and recalled the details at that time.

Although several travelers were weak at the time, there was one paladin who was extra strong. The sword wrapped in holy light was pressed against Noomi's throat. If he really cut it down, his immortal body would be in danger. Noomi, who was in a hurry, took advantage of the others.

When several drunk travelers were sitting around the campfire, they proposed to give her another chance and let her go if she won the drinking order.

Although a few arrogant travelers agreed, Noomi knew in his heart that these lunatics either wanted to eradicate evil no matter whether they won or lost, or they didn't care about making a mere agreement with the witch. No matter whether they lost or won, Noomi was dead. There was no chance of survival.

Win or lose.

A game round is coming to an end,

The pace of drinking was very fast, and some of the travelers were so drunk that they began to talk too much. Noomi used all her strength to speak out formulas, looking for a glimmer of hope that didn't exist in the first place, even if there was only a few clues, she didn't want to die.

"and after?"

"I forgot the specifics. I have lived too long and many of the details are a bit blurry." Noomi scratched his head and tried to recall, "But I remember that the biggest trouble for the five of them was that they were disturbed by their personalities."

With a pop, Hathaway spit out the wine: "Then you changed their personalities?!"

"No ah!"

"……fine."

"I don't have that kind of ability, so I led them to the hermitage of another witch. I escaped while they were discussing with her how many innocent sacrifices they had to catch before changing their personalities." Noomi smiled.

, "Betraying companions, killing companions, and eating companions are all accidents that happen between witches. It is extremely rare for us to travel together. Gods are kind to me. Fortunately, I accidentally found another one a while ago.

The witch’s seclusion barrier.”

Hathaway wanted to ask something, but didn't have the courage.

Noomi talked about the death of another witch in an understatement. With the character of the paladin, he would never leave the witch alive. The other short traveler looked quite vicious and was definitely not the type to keep his promises. The percentage of witches

Dead.

Not even a breath came up,

With depression in her chest, Hathaway pretended to be drunk and fell into your arms.

The Source of All Evil asks you, how to distribute a total of 3 bottles of business secret medicine?

A, for Annette

B, to Fiertin

C, to Margaret

D, to Tong En

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When you wake up the next day, Noomi is still sitting by your bed, just herself.

Laomi asks you, how to use a total of 4 chance stones?

1. Crush Fiertin’s chance stone,

2, or throw it at someone later.

③, Pinch Annette’s chance stone to attract rare professional adventurers

④, or throw it to someone later and change it to a sub-species occupation.

Who did Tong En throw his chance stone at?

1, Angel

2. Cherna

Three, Celty

Four, Chitilati

Five, colored glaze (+1)

Six, Fumei

seven, aiello

Eight, Banongmahe

Nine, cocoa

After making the decision, you suddenly realized that the sky outside the curtains was very bright. You must have slept, but you don't know what time it is. Seeing your confused expression, Noomi explained apologetically: "Five people are too many.

, your soul loss is obviously not endless. We were very nervous this morning and thought you were sucked to death by me... You were too tired and slept deeply for a long time."

*If the letter options are the most concentrated, it is fifteen o'clock. If the Arabic numerals are the most concentrated, it is thirteen o'clock. If the Chinese numerals are the most concentrated, it is eleven o'clock. In other cases, it is nine o'clock.*
Chapter completed!