Tour the world of martial arts

Chapter 68
Aunt Gongsun said: "You man, if you want me to go with you, it's not impossible."

Everyone was surprised, even Lu Xiaofeng was also surprised.

Unexpectedly, Aunt Gongsun continued: "I like a capable man, a truly capable man, no matter where he wants to take me, I will go."

Ouyang Qing rolled her eyes and understood what she meant, and said to Lu Xiaofeng: "Yes, if you are really capable, you can satisfy our sisters. Not to mention eldest sister, even if you want all of our sisters to go with you, it's not impossible .”

Lu Xiaofeng said, "How great is my ability, do you really want to see this?"

Aunt Gongsun looked at him and said: "We won two out of three rounds, as long as you can beat me twice, I will go with you."

Faced with such a request, Lu Xiaofeng naturally agreed, but also had to agree.

Because it's in your own favor.

If you don't agree, you will either return without success, or a few of them will rush forward and everyone will fight.

Either way, it's not what you want.

After all, the purpose of my coming here is not to kill people, but to find out the truth of the matter and find Xue Bing.

Lu Xiaofeng immediately agreed with a smile, and said: "Then what is our first competition, is it drinking?"

Of course he knew that no woman would like to drink with a man, it was just a joke.

What's more, Lu Xiaofeng's reputation for good wine has already been spread all over the world, and everyone knows that he is an alcoholic.

Unexpectedly, Aunt Gongsun smiled and uttered something that he could never have thought of.

"Okay! Then let's compare drinks."

Looking at the wine on the table, Lu Xiaofeng realized that he had done another stupid thing.

This wine is the latest Xifeng Lie on the market.

This wine combines the softness and refreshingness of Nuerhong with the mellowness of westerly wind, and it was well received when it was launched.

Even Lu Xiaofeng likes it very much, and often wants to drink a pot.

At this time, he didn't want to encounter West Wind Spirits under such circumstances.

People who often drink alcohol, naturally know that drinking is also about state.If you drink alcohol when you are in a bad state, you will easily get drunk.

What's more, this west wind liquor is extremely strong.

Lu Xiaofeng didn't eat any water or rice that day and night, in fact what he needed most was a bowl of broth, but he had to compete with others for wine.

What's more, at this time, Aunt Gongsun is fine even if she is drunk.

But he must not get drunk, he is surrounded by people with red shoes, he should not drink at all, but unexpectedly he has to fight with others.

Soon, Aunt Gongsun had changed into a new dress, she looked like an ordinary middle-aged woman.

Of course, this is not the real face of Aunt Gongsun, even her voice has changed accordingly, and now she is like a housewife who is hospitable to entertain guests.

Six jars of wine were put on the table, each ten catties, but there were no appetizers.

Aunt Gongsun smiled and said, "I'm sorry for the lack of hospitality when you come to the humble house. Fortunately, what we are comparing is drinking, not eating. There is still a lot of wine. Is six altars enough for the two of us? If not, there are more below. .”

Lu Xiaofeng said with a wry smile: "That's enough. With such a strong drink, even two cows can get drunk."

When drinking on an empty stomach, the amount of alcohol should be reduced by half.

What's more, for Lu Xiaofeng one day and one night, no water or rice, [-]% of his drinking capacity can be used up to [-]%, which is not bad.

The two drank each other bowl by bowl.

After three bowls of wine, Lu Xiaofeng felt something was wrong.

After five bowls of wine, Lu Xiaofeng already felt sick to his stomach.

After drinking another bowl, Lu Xiaofeng felt nothing again, as if all the discomfort had disappeared, Lu Xiaofeng felt that he could fight again.

But Mrs. Gongsun seemed to have brighter eyes the more she drank, as if what she drank was not wine at all.

But Lu Xiaofeng can be sure that what she drank was the same as what she drank, it was Xifeng Lie, the strongest wine currently on the market.

By the time of the eighth bowl, Lu Xiaofeng finally couldn't bear it anymore and vomited it out.

Lu Xiaofeng is a person who always cares about his demeanor in front of women, not to mention he is surrounded by first-class beauties in the rivers and lakes. To show such a embarrassed look, it seems that he is really drunk.

Aunt Gongsun drank the last bowl of wine leisurely, put down the empty bowl, and said to Lu Xiaofeng: "You are drunk. You lost the first competition."

Lu Xiaofeng had no choice but to admit defeat.

He just kept muttering: "I can win, but I'm not in a good state today, not because I can't drink, otherwise I will never lose."

Lu Xiaofeng knew in his heart that even if he persisted and won this round, he would definitely lose the remaining two rounds.

You can't expect a drunk person to play the next two games normally.

"Let's have a swordsmanship competition for the second time," Aunt Gongsun said.

Lu Xiaofeng was still stubborn: "A competition of swords is a competition of swords. Could it be that I'm afraid of you?"

Aunt Gongsun said: "Okay, please wait a moment, I will change clothes."

Lu Xiaofeng said: "Why are you going to change clothes again? Are we fighting swords or changing clothes?"

Aunt Gongsun said: "You don't understand this. You have to wear clothes for drinking, and you have to wear clothes for fighting swords!"

Lu Xiaofeng said: "Why?"

Aunt Gongsun smiled and said: "Because clothes can also affect a person's mood, and because women naturally like to change clothes!"

Lu Xiaofeng was speechless. Women and men are not the same kind of creatures. Trying to understand forcibly will only give him a headache.

Zhao Mingyuan looked at Gongsun Lan who had changed her clothes.

He finally saw Gongsun Lan's true face, or maybe it wasn't her true face, but Zhao Mingyuan was willing to believe that this was her true face.

Just because, the woman in front of him has skin like snow, hair like a crow; fairy.

Even the clothes she was wearing were not the ones in the world, but colorful neon clothes woven by the clouds in the sky.

She walked gracefully, and the colorful neon dress on her body followed the windless wind, as if there were thousands of ribbons flying, more like a fairy walking on clouds.

Zhao Mingyuan couldn't help sighing in his heart. Sure enough, as long as the villain is born well, the three views follow the five senses, and he is also a layman.

But he still said to Gongsun Lan in front of him: "We agreed at the time that this sword dance is only for me to watch. Now not only can everyone see it, but I am the farthest away from you. This doesn't count!"

Gongsun Lan smiled lightly, making Zhao Mingyuan forget all the unhappiness. After all, she was the first to let herself see her like this, didn't she?

Gongsun Lan said: "They are all standing in the yard watching, Lu Xiaofeng has to be more careful with my sword, only you can sit on it in the private room and watch quietly, isn't it a special dance for you to watch?"

It turned out that Zhao Mingyuan had already come here, and had been upstairs the whole time, watching all this happen.

(End of this chapter)