After another round, Qianye's eyes were obviously not right.
"Haha, Qianye, you still have today! Thinking about how you made me miserable back then, I'll let you know today that I, Wei Potian, am no longer the Wei Potian I was back then!"
Wei Potian was so arrogant that he didn't notice that Zhao Yuying and Song Zining had different expressions. What Song Zining thought in his mind was "this idiot", but Zhao Yuying suddenly realized that Wei Potian didn't drink very well.
After the third round of drinking, Qianye was already on the verge of falling, and it looked like he might fall down at any moment. Moreover, his mood began to fluctuate, no matter his expression or speech, he looked a little excited, which was obviously drunk.
Now even Zhao Yuying was interested, grabbed Qianye and drank three cups in a row, trying to knock him down. But after three cups, Zhao Yuying felt a little dizzy, and Qianye was still on the verge of falling, but she just didn't fall.
Zhao Yuying felt normal when she thought about it. In her perception, combat power was equal to wine power. Since Qianye's combat power was strong, how could he be so easily knocked down
She was just about to have another three cups when Song Zining suddenly popped up next to her, wanting to have a few cups with her and talk about that leaf.
How could Zhao Yuying be afraid of Song Zining? Now it's three drinks in a row. Next, Zhao Yuying discussed the grievances with Song Zining at that time. But this kind of talk is naturally that the public says that the public is right, and the mother-in-law says that the woman is right, so without a few words, it falls on the wine again.
Thus began the four-way melee. And when the battle started, Qianye was already on the verge of collapse.
While drinking, Wei Potian grabbed Song Zining's collar and said angrily, "I knew it was your sissy's bad idea to let those women catch me drinking every day! It's not that easy for me. forget!"
when! Song Zining threw the wine glass in front of Wei Potian, and said with a sneer, "So what if I came up with the idea? If you don't accept it, you can drink three cups. How can there be so much nonsense, like a bitch!"
Zhao Yuying suddenly leaned in front of Song Zining, sneered and said, "What do you think is wrong with girls?"
Song Zining's expression didn't change, he flicked a wine glass in front of her and said, "It's nothing, three cups to settle grievances?"
"make a deal!"
Now it's a melee among the Three Kingdoms, while Qianye is on the sidelines crumbling.
After drinking for an unknown amount of time, even Qianye only vaguely remembered that he seemed to have drunk a lot, not to mention the other three.
After a while, Wei Potian grabbed Song Zining and said with his tongue out, "Although I don't like you no matter what, I have to say...you are still a little bit better than others, just a little bit!"
Song Zining knocked off Wei Potian's hand with a snap, and said in displeasure, "Don't move, I'm more than a little bit stronger than everyone else? To tell you the truth, just my... fan, uh, is enough to replace one Hit such a girl!"
Song Zining's face was calm and his movements were steady, but the direction in which he stretched his fingers happened to be Zhao Yuying. There was only such a beautiful woman at the table, so Song Zining casually pointed at her, otherwise there would only be Qianye to choose from.
"Huh? Hit me like this?" Zhao Yuying's eyes lit up immediately.
Qianye actually knew Song Zining best. Seeing that he looked normal, but his eyes were blurred, he knew that he had drunk too much.
Sure enough, Song Zining took a serious look at Zhao Yuying, nodded and said, "This girl...is really good, quite good! One dozen is too much, I can exchange my fan for eight at most."
Zhao Yuying's expression softened after hearing the first half of the sentence, but turned completely green in the second half.
Qianye sat beside him quietly, and an inexplicable thought came to his mind, oh, Zining is going to be unlucky...
Zhao Yuying grabbed a glass of wine, took a sip, and pouted, it seemed that she wanted to feed Song Zining mouth to mouth!
Song Zining straightened his chest and raised his head, looking like he would go to hell if I don't. On the other hand, Wei Potian's mouth opened wider and wider, all the redness on his face caused by the smell of alcohol faded, and it became green and white, the fist of his right hand was already clenched, and the joints began to crackle.
Zhao Yuying acted like the wind and fire, she immediately lifted Song Zining over, and leaned towards his face, seeing the two faces getting closer and closer, she could already hear her breathing.
Qianye rested his head on one hand and watched calmly, Zining... was about to be unlucky.
Sure enough, Zhao Yuying suddenly grabbed Song Zining by the neck and pushed her down on the table. Zhao Yuying's strength was comparable to Qianye's, so how could the seventh son of Song have any room to resist? She choked hard with her left hand, and Song Zining's mouth opened involuntarily. Then, she picked up a full glass of wine and poured it straight into Song Zining's mouth. But this was just the beginning, Zhao Yuying poured down five or six full cups before letting go.
Song Zining immediately squatted down on the ground and coughed violently. The wine was extremely strong, and he drank it too hard, no matter how good his drinking capacity was, he couldn't stand such ravages.
Zhao Yuying patted Song Zining on the back and laughed wantonly, "A tender bird like you, why don't you just take care of as many old ladies as you come?"
As she said that, she stretched out her hand to pinch Song Zining's face, and said, "The little meat is quite tender. If you had a thicker skin, you might be able to beat my old lady twice. You are still too tender now!"
Wei Potian next to him couldn't help applauding.
Song Zining's face was blushing, and he was already drunk, which was hard to suppress. Embarrassed and angry, he couldn't control himself, and immediately rushed forward with alcohol, and immediately fell down, lying directly under the table.
On the other side, Wei Potian finally saw that Song Zining fell down first, and the breath he had been holding back all the time was relieved, and he also lay down on the floor in a blink of an eye, loudly.
At this moment, Zhao Yuying raised her eyes and looked around, only Qianye was the only opponent left in the field, and she was already on the verge of collapse.
She wanted to sneer at first, but suddenly realized that Qianye was on the verge of falling since the beginning of drinking, why hasn't she collapsed yet
Zhao Yuying immediately became interested, and poured two more full cups, stuffed one cup for Qianye, and then sat next to him, her right hand naturally rested on Qianye's shoulder, as if she was molesting a good family.
Qianye took her hand away and wanted to move to the side, but Zhao Yuying immediately became upset, "What's the big deal? I gave you a bath when you first came to Zhao's house when you were young, so what else did you not see?" Ever? Ha, by the way, Xiaosi is one year older than you, and insisted on carrying you away, but ended up rolling to the ground together, haha!"
Qianye was stunned, and suddenly woke up for a moment. When he heard the first half of the sentence, he thought Zhao Yuying was talking nonsense, but the second half of the sentence made his heart twitch violently. He couldn't tell whether it was pain or bitterness.
"Stop talking nonsense, come, drink!" Zhao Yuying's hand had already patted it vigorously.
Qianye was helpless immediately, waved away the extra thoughts, and accompanied Zhao Yuying to drink cup by cup.
He was on the verge of falling, but as he drank, he heard a thump, and Zhao Yuying had already fallen headfirst.
Qianye sat quietly for a while before realizing that he was the only one left, so he sighed. It seems that every time he seriously fights for wine, he is the only one left in the end, and it has been like this since the time of Huang Quan.
It was only then that Qianye remembered that the original intention of asking them to come was to ask for their opinions on Xijin. Going west is a big gamble. If you win, you can expand the territory and create a completely different pattern. If you are defeated but your vitality is seriously injured, you will need to recover for a long time.
Qianye looked around for a week, only to find that the three people who wanted to discuss important matters were all lying on the ground like dead pigs.
Although he was still dizzy, he knew that if he used extreme measures against all three of them, he would be doomed the next day. Even with one more pair of Primordial Wings, Qianye couldn't stop Wei Potian, Song Qi and Zhao Yuying's siege.
Qianye rubbed his slightly swollen forehead. Originally, he just wanted to treat them to a meal and discuss the strategy of going west. Why did it become a fight for wine for no reason
These three guys were originally fierce fighters who stood alone, and Zhao Yuying's combat power was even more capable of beheading an enemy general among thousands of troops. But when they get together, they immediately tear each other down. It's really more than success.
Qianye suddenly became angry and shouted: "Go west in three days, that's it!"
The three of them were still talking like thunder.
It was already one or two o'clock in the morning, and the guards and maids had already been sent back to rest by Qianye. guest room.
Qianye looked at the three people on the ground, but decided to do it himself. Zhao Yuying naturally wanted to be alone. After throwing her on the bed, Qianye suddenly felt that this was not to protect her, but to avoid accidents to the person who slept with her.
Song Zining and Wei Potian were dragged by Qianye to the same room and thrown onto the same bed. As for how they would react after waking up, that was beyond Qianye's concern.
The next day was unexpectedly clear.
The three of them woke up early and even had breakfast with Qianye. Both Song Zining and Wei Potian talked and laughed, which fully demonstrated the demeanor of the high school students. Even Zhao Yuying turned into a lady uncharacteristically, and didn't utter the colloquial term "old lady" all morning.
Qianye felt that the atmosphere was very strange, but the way the other three looked at him was obviously even more strange.
Qianye calmly talked about the decision to go west, and the three of them had no objections, and surprisingly, they didn't even have any extra words, and then the breakfast ended in a joyful and peaceful atmosphere.
No one mentioned last night.
Before the banquet ended, Wei Potian ran to Zhao Yuying's side in a somewhat courteous manner, and asked her what the name of the original force hand cannon was. Such a powerful seventh-level hand cannon with such a range will never be unknown!
Sure enough, Zhao Yuying spit out a very domineering name: Kaishan. Wei Potian immediately regretted that he was talking too much, for no reason, and gave Song Zining another laughing stock.
After breakfast, the four of them came to the war room to listen to Qianye's detailed battle plan.
From Heiliu City to the intended destination, a total of four dark viscount territories had to pass through, with more than a dozen strongholds or small towns on the way.
If it was in Song Zining's hands, he would most likely come up with a colorful battle plan, including frontal attack and sneak attack, interspersed and encircled. As for besieging Wei to save Zhao, besieging the city to fight for aid, it's all a piece of cake.
But Qianye's plan is much simpler. That is, knock them one by one!