Martial God of Myriad Realms

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Chapter 1159 Chapter Fang Fei Fei

"Tyrone, isn't this wine necessary?"

Seeing the whole altar burning knife, Cheng Feng's eyelids jumped: "I think it's okay for us to get together and chat."

"Why come this old-fashioned way!"

"Go away, what a cliché?"

Tyrone cursed, "You drank it and drank it. You don't want to confuse it."

"That is, this wine must be drunk!"

Being led by Tailong, the others immediately stunned: "There are six other altars for burning knives, and one altar is a must."

"You guys, you really want to kill me!"

Cheng Feng smiled bitterly, then, under the compulsion of Tai Long and others, grabbed an altar to burn the knife and poured it into his mouth.

Burn the knife, as the name suggests.

When the spicy liquor was poured into the cavity, Cheng Feng felt a fire in his mouth.

Especially the liquor went down the throat and flowed into the abdomen.

As if a blade was swallowed, his throat was about to crack.

The stomach was hot all the time, like a raging fire, which made Cheng Feng's stomach shrink.

And when a whole pot of spirits fell down, even Cheng Feng's physique suddenly turned his face flushed with red eyes and Venus.

But Tailong and others were so bad that they did not give Cheng Feng a chance to breathe.

The altar burning knife had just finished drinking, and the second altar was in front of Cheng Feng.

As a last resort, Cheng Feng had no choice but to bite his scalp and drink the second alcohol.

But the second altar has just finished drinking, and the third and fourth alcohols are already in front.

When Cheng Feng drank the fourth altar burning knife and dried it, his entire cheeks became red, his body was hot, and his hands were shaking.

This is mainly because the knives are special wines, which are too violent.

Secondly, Cheng Feng can't use Longli to refine the wine strength. He can only resist with his body, and the iron man can't stand it.

However, the fifth altar burning knife was already in front of Cheng Feng.

"Fuck, do you really want to sink me?"

Cheng Feng said with some big tongues.

"Haha, I just want to sink you."

Tai Long grinned: "Who told you to be so aggressive on the martial arts, you must be convinced."

"Serve, I have already."

Cheng Feng smiled bitterly: "You see, since I have already served, then the remaining three altars burn the knife ..."

"No, the remaining three wines must be drunk."

Tyrone said: "But I will stay with you."

"Next, as much as you drink the knives, I will accompany you as much as you like."

"I'll stay with you, too." Jian Wuchen said.

"Me too." Bai Ze said.

"Count me." Xue Cangnan said.

"And me." The storm thundered in.

In the end, even Wang Yuyan and Shang Yiling joined in.

"Okay, then I keep drinking!"

Seeing everyone standing up, ready to accompany themselves.

As soon as Cheng Feng's heart was hot, he slammed the lid of the altar and drank the fifth altar to burn the knife.

But at this moment, a pleasant sound came suddenly.

"Wait a minute, let me do it for you!"

With this voice, a heroic woman in a female armor came in.

This woman has a slender figure, long legs, her skin can be broken, and her appearance is unparalleled.

It is Fen Fen Fei, the little princess of the feathered gods!

"Fonfenfeld?"

"Princess Finfield?"

Seeing Fang Fenfei, everyone's attention was drawn to the past.

Even Cheng Feng was quite surprised, but Fen Fenfei also came.

"Dear everyone, I will accompany you to drink the remaining three altar wines for Cheng Feng."

Fen Fen Fei stepped forward, the heroic attitude is refreshing, don't have a flavor.

When he walked up to the crowd, he stretched out a slim hand. He was very arrogant from Cheng Feng and took the altar burning knife.

Immediately, the wine jar was put on the small mouth of Zhu Lip, grunts ~ ~ grunts ~ ~

He actually burned the whole altar with a knife and drank it in one breath!

"Wow, what's the situation?"

Seeing this, Tyrone screamed, full of surprise and weirdness.

As for the others, they were all stunned.

None of them thought that the imperial little princess, the youngest daughter of the Emperor Feather, was so upset.

Even the so-called strongest burning knife can easily drink the whole altar.

What shocked everyone the most was that Fang Fenfei drank the burning knife for Cheng Feng!

Among them, what is the secret?

Is there an unknown relationship between Fen Fenfei and Cheng Feng?

All of a sudden, everyone was curious.

Of course, many male friends are sour.

Especially the storm and lightning, he once expressed the admiration of the other party Fen Fei in a high profile.

But Fen Fen Fei had no bird at all.

Today, Fang Fenfei is willing to let down the princess's restraint for a man, which makes his mouth twitch.

The flavors in my heart are mixed, it is not taste!

In fact, Cheng Feng is more surprised than others.

Even he didn't understand why Fang Fenfei was drinking for him.

Because the relationship between him and Fang Fenfei was very uncomfortable at the beginning, it can even be said to be similar.

After a long period of 'struggle', the two sides slowly resolved misunderstandings.

Although before the two separated, they had a little favor for each other.

But it's just goodwill, and it hasn't sublimated to another level.

However, Fang Fen Fei blocked Cheng Feng's wine in front of everyone, but also gave Cheng Feng a strange feeling.

Crisp and indescribable!

Huh! The empty wine jar fell on the table.

"Fifth altar wine, I have finished drinking for Cheng Feng."

When a knife was burned in an altar, Fang Fenfei's face rose and two clouds were raised, looking more beautiful and beautiful.

But it was still cool. After putting down the empty wine jar, I grabbed another altar to burn the knife: "You are free, I continue to the sixth altar."

After speaking, Fang Fenfei grabbed the altar and drank again.

"This……"

Seeing this scene, everyone was completely dumbfounded.

All stared, staring at Fenfenfei drinking.

Guru ~~ Guru ~~

In the blink of an eye, Fang Fenfei was drunk by the second altar.

This made Fang Fenfei's face crimson, and her eyes lightened a little.

However, Fang Fenfei's slim hand caught the third altar burning knife.

"I'm going, is this too fierce?"

Seeing this, Tyrone could not help but explode.

Jian Wuchen and others are all tongues, cheeks are trembling.

But at this moment, Cheng Feng reacted and reached out and held the third spirit.

"Fang Fenfei, you've already drunk too much. Just go here."

"I can still drink."

Maybe it was a bit overwhelming, Fang Fenfei's voice was a little dazed: "I can finish drinking this knife."

"Don't be stubborn. If you finish drinking the knife, you will be drunk."

"Then ... I drink half and you drink the rest."

Fang Fenfei hesitated a little and stepped back.

"Grip grass, a bottle of wine, two people drink?"

"And still a man and a woman!"

Hearing Fang Fenfei's words, the scene suddenly fry until Cheng Feng answered.