Summary of the previous chapter: Yuan taught Ma Xiaoquan a way to cheat when drinking. Although it was a little uncomfortable, it could quickly evaporate the alcohol in the body... With this method, Ma Xiaoquan successfully drank most of the people.
The Western Rebel General...
Han Sui was really depressed. He originally wanted to use his large crowd to deal with the Immortal Marquis. Even if the Immortal Marquis could drink, he would have to lie down if each of them toasted him with a toast.
But...the ideal is very full, but the reality is very skinny.
After going around a few times, the Immortal Marquis not only did not lie down, but was still in high spirits and came to him for a drink. How could this be so embarrassing?
"Hou...Master Hou..." Han Sui puffed out his cheeks and breathed heavily: "Today...I...I think this is the end of it.
,this...this..."
"Eh? How can that be done, Han Sui? We agreed not to stop until we get drunk. Are you guys lying down yet? Come on, keep drinking!"
With that said, Ma Xiaoquan picked up a glass of wine and put it in front of Han Sui.
Han Sui took the wine glass with a wry smile, looked at the bright liquid in the glass, and secretly complained in his heart.
This is extremely delicious when I usually have a drink or two. Why is this wine so scary today...
"Uh" After only drinking half a cup, Han Sui couldn't drink it anymore. Just when Ma Xiaoquan was about to force Han Sui to drink it, Han Sui fell on his back and fell unconscious.
When the other rebel generals saw that the Governor was talking nonsense, they immediately drank a few drinks of their own, and then... within a few breaths, they fell back one after another.
Ma Xiaoquan saw all this very clearly. While he was surprised, he had to admire the courage of these people.
It's really rare to find someone who can cooperate with Han Sui like this.
After seeing that everyone was unconscious, Ma Xiaoquan dropped the wine bottle and glass in his hand and took a few deep breaths.
In his left eye, Yuan Ye also took a long breath and said through the voice: "Ma Xiaoquan, I'm so tired of being a drinking companion."
"You're not a human being, so you're still tired?"
"Nonsense, I share the spirit with you. Your spirit will be tired, and of course I will be tired too."
Ma Xiaoquan curled his lips: "Are you wrong? It seems that you have been secretly sharing my spirit, but I have never shared your spirit, okay?"
Yuandao: "Hey, you exposed me. It's not that I don't want to, but that your current ability is not enough to control my mental power. When the time is right, I will truly share it with you."
Ma Xiaoquan was a little unwilling: "My ability is not enough? When will I be able to achieve it?"
Yuan thought for a moment and then said via voice: "Whenever you can master all the five colors of flames, it will be almost done."
"Ci'ao, your conditions are too harsh. I've just touched a little bit of the Lan Ming Holy Fire. As for the other two flames, when?"
Yuan comforted him: "It's okay. You won't grow old anyway. After one or two hundred years, I think it will be about the same."
"Ci'ao, I don't want it. Everyone was old and dead at that time, and I was still young. How could I bear it?"
Yuan sighed: "I can't care about this."
Ma Xiaoquan: "..."
...
The next day, Ma Chao was the first to wake up.
When I opened my eyes, I saw that the immortal Hou Ma Xiaoquan was happily eating breakfast.
"Uh." Ma Chao sat up, rubbed his swollen temples, and said, "Master Hou, you are in such good spirits."
Ma Xiaoquan smiled slightly, offered a seat to Ma Chao, and said: "Come on, Meng Qi, this is your rebellion... Oh no, the porridge made on the heads of your Kansai coalition troops, and this sour soup
, come, have something to eat and drink.”
Ma Chao smacked his lips, and after thinking for a while, he sat down next to Ma Xiaoquan.
"Eh? Our coalition army's cooks can't make these things?"
Ma Xiaoquan smiled and said: "Oh, these are what I ordered. Well, they taste pretty good. Come on, come on, you're welcome, you're welcome."
Ma Chao rolled his eyes and thought to himself: This is still our fucking food. You guys are so rude.
After thinking about it, Ma Chao politely picked up a piece of cake and ate it slowly.
"Huh?" The cake tasted very refreshing in the mouth. Ma Chao's eyebrows trembled a few times and he asked curiously: "Master Hou, can our cook make this cake?"
Ma Xiaoquan laughed: "Of course, with me as your master, there is nothing you can't do, haha..."
Ma Chao laughed, and while laughing, he picked up another piece of cake.
Just as he was about to put it into his mouth, Ma Xiaoquan asked: "Meng Qi, do you think your coalition can defeat Cao Cao?"
Ma Chao was stunned for a moment and said: "Of course it can!"
Ma Xiaoquan smiled slightly and said nothing, but his eyes were fixed on Ma Chao.
Ma Chao felt very uncomfortable being stared at by Ma Xiaoquan. Finally, after the two of them stood at each other for a while, Ma Chao softened, smiled bitterly, and shook his head.
Ma Xiaoquan stood up, nodded to Ma Chao, and then left the main camp.
Ma Chao understood and followed Ma Xiaoquan out of the main camp.
The two came to the camp where Ma Chao was resting. Ma Chao personally poured a cup of hot tea for Ma Xiaoquan and said respectfully: "Master Marquis, have you seen it?"
Ma Xiaoquan nodded and said: "Cao Cao has now formed a defensive formation of iron barrels. You can't advance in and you won't be willing to retreat, right?"
Ma Chao nodded and sighed: "What the Marquis said is very correct. We are indeed in such a predicament now. If Han Sui had listened to me, we could have captured Cao Cao before he was ready. What a pity, what a pity...
..."
Ma Chao poured himself a cup of tea and said with a wry smile: "When Xu Huang sneaked into my rear, I suggested it to Han Sui, but it's a pity that he didn't listen."
Ma Xiaoquan smiled and said: "In that case, why don't you surrender to Cao Cao?"
Ma Chao smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying: "I have thought about surrendering to Cao Cao, but my father once wrote a letter saying that it is best not to surrender to Cao Cao, because the current north is called the Han Dynasty, but it is actually Cao Cao's world. I, Ma Chao, consider myself
I am not a promising person, but I will never be a lackey of the Han thieves!"
Ma Chao's words were categorical, and Ma Xiaoquan nodded in approval.
Ma Xiaoquan asked Ma Chao: "Meng Qi, if you were given a chance to make a new choice, would you be willing to take it?"
Ma Chao hummed, as if he had already planned this in his mind, and whispered: "I hope Master Hou will give me some advice."
Ma Xiaoquan chuckled, pointed to the south, and responded in a low voice: "Meng Qike is going south."
"Going south?" Ma Chao frowned upon hearing this.
Ma Chao actually considered going south, but he had lived in the northwest for a long time and had adapted to the weather in the northwest. The climate in the south was humid. Ma Chao went there once when he was a child and got seriously ill. Therefore, Ma Chao was not interested in the south.
"Master Hou, are there any other options?"
Ma Xiaoquan pointed to the north again: "How about Hanzhong?"
"Hanzhong?" Ma Chao's eyes lit up. After thinking for a while, he nodded: "Zhang Lu, the prefect of Hanzhong, doesn't seem to have any big ambitions, but it's not a bad idea to live elsewhere temporarily."
Ma Xiaoquan nodded and said: "It's a good thing that Meng Qi thinks so, but... if you defect suddenly, you will definitely be inferior. Instead of doing this, it is better to wait for others to defect first...
..”
Ma Chao was surprised and said: "Do you have any basis for what the Marquis said?"
Ma Xiaoquan chuckled and patted Ma Chao on the shoulder: "Meng Qi, your father Ma Teng is an official in the capital, so he must be exchanging letters with you, right?"
Ma Chao hummed and admitted.
"Your father also told me about my deeds, right?"
Ma Chao said yes again.
"Then your father must have mentioned my other name in his letter to you, right?"
Ma Chao didn't say yes this time, and said directly: "I told you, it's Lord Immortal."
"Yes!" Ma Xiaoquan nodded with satisfaction, looking at Ma Chao with a look of admiration, "Yes, since you know that I...oh, I am the Supreme Immortal, then
Don’t you still believe in me?”
Ma Xiaoquan instantly changed his title to "Benxian", which made Ma Chao's eyelids jump wildly.
"Okay, then I believe you!"
Ma Xiaoquan saw Ma Chao's thoughts and said with relief: "Don't doubt, trust me. I am not only a legendary existence, but I can also give you guidance."
Ma Chao nodded, stood up, and bowed respectfully to Ma Xiaoquan.
Ma Xiaoquan also stood up, stepped forward and patted Ma Chao on the shoulder again: "Okay, I'm leaving."
Ma Chao was stunned for a moment and said, "Master Shangxian, will you stop asking for news about your son?"
Ma Xiaoquan smiled bitterly: "Last night, I suddenly understood. I can guarantee that my son is definitely not among your prisoners."
After saying that, Ma Xiaoquan left the camp without looking back, leaving behind Ma Chao who was stunned and cold.
...
When Han Sui and others woke up, Ma Xiaoquan had already gone far. Before leaving, Ma Xiaoquan left a letter for Han Sui.