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Part Four Chapter Thirty-Second The collapse of Shenxuan!

Song Shang likes drinking wine the most. In his life, he has competed with his friends from the Wine Country dozens of times. Song Laosan is confident that he has tempered himself! Even when hundreds of people are present at the same time and everyone is watching, Song Shang has always been calm and composed.

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Because he has absolute confidence in himself! His wine is definitely enough to be the best in the world! No one can defeat me|!

But this time, Song Shang found that he was nervous. It was a kind of nervousness that was intentional or unintentional, and he was inexplicably nervous. He felt doubly uneasy. The young man in front of him, who was not amazing in appearance and could even be said to be carefree, could actually give him

An invisible pressure! I squinted at the two ordinary small wine jars next to them. Could it be that there really is some exquisite wine in them?

In other words, although this wine fight is the smallest in history, the standard of this wine fight is unprecedented!

Although there are only two judges in total, one of these two people is the younger brother of His Majesty the Emperor of Tianxiang Empire. He is truly ranked below one person and above ten thousand people! And the other one is at the top of the entire Xuanxuan Continent.

One of only a few Grandmasters!

Even the only audience was a prince of the royal family!

As for the bet this time, it is unprecedented. Song Shang not only bet on his reputation this time, but also bet on his freedom for the rest of his life!

"If I fail, I am willing to worship him as my teacher!"

This sentence was vouched for by a prince and a powerful person in the Mysterious Mystery! If it were an ordinary person, who would dare to ask Song Shang, the master of the Mysterious Mystery who "gives you a glass of wine and gives you a wound", to worship an ordinary young man as his disciple?

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What a ridiculous thing this is! What a major incident that blasphemes the dignity of the powerful Tianxuan!

I'm afraid that before I can say anything, it will be torn into pieces.

But in the face of these two people, who dares to say no? Even if the emperors of the major empires on the continent are here in person at this moment, they still have to give this face! The prince's face may not be given, but the steppe eagle and the eagle are fighting.

Who dares not to give face?

Even Yun Biechen, who ranks first among the Supreme Mysteries, must consider whether it is worth offending Ying Bukong!

So for Song Shang, this small game of gambling and drinking had accidentally or intentionally reached a cliff!

This battle has become a matter of riding a tiger and fighting to the bitter end!

“Good wine!”

The prince gently picked up the wine glass, took a cherished sip first, and let the wine roll in his mouth, touching every part of his mouth that could absorb the feeling. When his mouth was full of fragrance, he swallowed it in one gulp.

Close your eyes gently and savor the wonderful feeling brought by this exquisite wine!

"It's really good! Not only is the aroma of the wine alluring, the taste is more pure, but also the leisurely drunkenness. I have drank many fine wines, but none of them can compare with this wine. It is really the best!" Ying Bukong drank it.

There was a trace of surprise in the sharp eagle eyes.

No wonder Song Shang is so confident and dares to make such a big bet. This wine... is really good. All the wines he has drunk before, whether they are royal wines from royal palaces in various countries or tribute wines from grassland sweat tents, are all inferior to this wine.

Eclipsed and hard to compare!

Jun Moxie smiled and shook the wine glass gently. The originally clear wine was reflected in a blur under the shaking, and a few bubbles appeared on the surface of the wine. Looking closely, it was clear that the originally clear wine had already

There is a slight turbidity.

"It's still not professional enough." Jun Moxie shook his head and sighed: "The impurities cannot be removed, which is a taboo in brewing!"

Song Shang held back his breath and his eyes widened.

The best work that I have put in for several years of energy, effort, and hard work has received an unprofessional review!

Should I scold this kid for being too ignorant or too arrogant?!

After each person drank two glasses of wine, the prince and Ying Bukong glanced at the two jars of unfinished wine at the same time. In their eyes, there was a sign of twitching their index fingers. Anyone could see it. It would only wait until later.

As soon as it was announced that the drinking party was over, the two of them would immediately start feasting.

"Little brother, it's time for us to take a look at your wine. Haha, if we finish this early, we can have a good drink. To be able to taste such fine wine today is really a worthwhile trip." The prince smiled gently,

Just saying this, it was obvious that he was very optimistic about Song Laosan's wine, and he even glanced at Song Shang's two jars of wine from the corner of his eye.

The prince's meaning is very obvious. I'll just put my words to death first. If you decide whether Song Laosan's wine is good, you'll be one step too late for me. The wine is always Song Laosan's and it's not a free gift. In case you don't like it.

Bokong shamelessly snatched the wine and left, so I didn’t have to drink it. Song Laosan said that these were the last two jars of wine left... As for the outcome between the two...

The result is already obvious, need I say more? The wine Song Shang brought out today is much better than the wine he has been selling before. You must know that even the previous wine is already rare in the world.

, let alone the wine today.

Ying Bokong always wanted to maintain his status as an expert in the world, and he could not ignore his dignity like the prince. However, although he did not speak, he expressed the same meaning when he looked into Jun Moxie's eyes.

"It's too early to say this. The winner has not yet been determined. How can we tell whose wine is better!" Jun Moxie said calmly. He leaned over and lifted up his wine jar, then slapped it down with a nonchalant hand.

..."Bang!" The eyes of the three people jumped together. Even little Yang Mo, who didn't understand anything, opened his eyes wide and opened his mouth with a nervous look on his face.

"Huh?" the three of them said at the same time.

The smell is still the same, there is no attractive fragrance!

It is said that once the mud seal, which is the lid of the altar, is removed, the aroma of the wine should flow out!

But how come there is no fragrance at all? Is this guy really a silver wax gun tip?!

The three of them took a closer look, and couldn't help but rush up in anger. They saw that after Jun Moxie's mud seal was opened, there was actually a thin layer of oil paper underneath, tightly wrapping the mouth of the jar. It would be damned if it smelled delicious!

Seeing Jun Moxie slowly peeling off the oil paper bit by bit, the three people's faces were red and their ears were hot. They really wanted to tear this kid off, then go up and smack the oil paper off a few times to reveal the wine.

It’s so appetizing!

The oil paper was finally peeled off, but there was still no smell!

The eyes of Ying Bukong and the other three people widened at the same time: No way, there is actually a layer of mysterious beast skin under the oil paper? It seems that it should be the fur of a sixth-level mysterious beast.

The black beast skin was naturally easier to handle. It was peeled off with a few moves, but what happened next made the three of them have the urge to curse at the same time: under the black beast skin, there was actually a thick piece of white orange wood.

On the altar cover!

White orange wood has no smell, but it can prevent any smell from leaking out!

No wonder I can never smell the alcohol.

But looking at the originally small wine jar, it has shrunk by half before I can smell the aroma of the wine! Isn't this too... excessive?

What's even more outrageous is that at this critical moment, Jun Moxie actually stopped, stood up, took two steps slowly, opened his arms and did two extreme chest expansion movements, took a deep breath, and then

He exhaled heavily again, put his hands on his hips, moved his waist a few times, twisted his buttocks, then shook his head, and twisted his neck. He crossed his ten fingers and exerted force, and the joints of his fingers suddenly snapped.

For a while... the prince, Song Shang, and Ying Bukong were stunned.

In an instant, all three people had the same impulse: Why don't you let me twist your neck! I will definitely break it for you in no time!

Little Yang Mo is more childlike. He really wants to ask this brother if he feels uncomfortable... After posing and doing a few moves, Young Master Jun twisted his butt and took a catwalk, and then walked again

He came over, put his hand on the white orange wood, took it off effortlessly, and threw it under his feet with a clang.

In the silence, this voice was so loud that the eyebrows of the three people who always boasted that "the appearance of the mountain collapsed before them remained unchanged" twitched at the same time.

Jun Moxie's hand had already been pressed on the altar lid. At this moment, a faint aroma of wine was wafting out, making the three of them feel itchy: Open it quickly, open it quickly.

With the three of them looking forward to it, Jun Moxie suddenly stood up, looked down at the wine jar with an affectionate look, and in a sultry tone, with a look of emotion and sadness on his face, shook his head and shook his head in a way similar to that of a public servant.

The duck's voice chanted: "Ah!~~~~~He gets drunk before he drinks, and the ten-mile incense opens the altar!"

"What a fool!" The three of them couldn't bear it anymore and cursed angrily. Even Ying Bukong, who claimed to be a master outside the world, was no exception. No, or should be said, this guy's reaction was the most intense, and he was almost violent.

It’s a trend to lose Young Master Jun instantly. This girl’s level of pretentiousness has reached the limit! It’s intolerable!

But then, the three of them stopped shouting and cursing at the same time, and their anger instantly froze on their faces!

Because at this moment - Jun Moxie used extremely crisp and sharp means to smash the entire altar lid away with a snap.

boom!

An indescribable and indescribable wonderful smell instantly filled the small house like an enlightenment, and like a king who dominated everything, suddenly descended with the aura of dominating the world!

In other words, it should be like the ubiquitous moonlight at night. Before you realize it, it has spread its soft radiance over every corner of the earth!

It tastes like a dream!

As soon as this fragrance comes out, this place is no longer the human world, but a fairyland! No! Even if it is a fairyland, there is absolutely no such wonderful smell!

The three of them groaned comfortably at the same time, and they all suddenly felt that they seemed to be floating in the ecstasy of wine, rising, rising... Is this still wine? There is such a thing in the world.

A wine that can transport people into a fairyland just by its fragrance?!

Woo hoo... I was so touched... By the time the three of them came to their senses, Jun Moxie had already filled the four wine glasses in front of him with fine wine, and poured some slightly amber sake into the white jade-carved cups.

Look at this color, it actually has a kind of magic that makes people immersed in it and can't extricate themselves!

"You are drunk before you drink, so open the altar for ten miles of incense!" The prince got carried away and stood up. Tears suddenly filled his eyes. He used all his strength and trembled and shouted: "It's more than ten miles..."

Song Laosan held the wine glass with tears in his eyes. He was so cautious as if he had found a treasure. He stared at it for a long time and was reluctant to drink it. Because he was really afraid, but he was definitely not afraid of losing this game.

I am afraid that the wine will only have a fragrance, but after drinking it, it will lose its natural artistic conception.

Just the aroma of this wine is already a dream that makes people want to be drunk and never wake up!

(To be continued)


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