Eh-no, where did they get the wine? Drinking is prohibited in Kunlun, and they have never left the mountain gate. Where did they get the wine
Both of them were so drunk that they couldn't wake up. Naturally, there was no one to help him. So he had to get the leader into the bedroom in Sanqing Hall, then came out, picked up Zhu Lin, and took him back to Daqiao Peak.
Fortunately, Zhu Lin's wine was not bad. He only slept when he was drunk and did not act drunkenly. No one else knew about this except Master Qiao and Xu Zhao at Daqiao Peak. He thought he could cover up the past, but who knows, Zhu Lin Lin actually slept until the next morning and didn't wake up. This day happened to be the first day of the Six Peaks Grand Trial. Zhu Lin faced off against the first disciple of Sheng Yuan Peak.
The first disciple of Sheng Yuan Peak has not participated in this kind of competition for many years. He participated this year just to challenge Zhu Lin.
But now, Zhu Lin is still hungover, which makes Master Qiao anxious.
Not only was he anxious, he was also angry. He was angry that Zhu Lin, who usually seemed quite sensible, never expected that he would get drunk with the leader the day before the competition and be so drunk.
Master Qiao brought the cool tea on the table and poured it on Zhu Lin's face. Zhu Lin woke up with a jolt.
A pair of handsome peach eyes were full of mist, and his brows were tightly knitted. Why does his head hurt so much? Still weak all over!
"What's wrong with me?" Zhu Lin sat up with Xu Zhao's help and reached out to wipe away the tea leaves and water stains on his face.
Xu Zhao winked at him and whispered: "Why don't you apologize to Master!"
Zhu Lin's fragmented memory finally came back slowly. He laughed twice and said to his master, "Master, I am a disciple who has no status. Please punish me."
Master Qiao hummed: "The punishment is certain. Let's go to Saint Yuan Peak now. The competition will begin soon. If you arrive late, you will be eliminated directly."
Zhu Lin naturally knew how much his master valued this test, so he didn't dare to delay at all, and hurriedly got off the bed. As soon as his feet touched the ground, his head fell down. Fortunately, Xu Zhao beside him kept staring at him, with quick eyes and quick hands. He held on, so that he didn't fall to the ground.
Zhu Lin had drank some wine before, but he had never been drunk, and he didn't know that the consequences of a hangover were like this.
Master Qiao stretched out his hand and beat his chest, gritted his teeth and said: "My fate, how could I, how could I -" He pointed at Zhu Lin with his finger, looking at Zhu Lin's innocent expression, those curse words, I was so stunned that I couldn't say a word.
Zhu Lin rubbed his temples and muttered: "Why am I so dizzy?"
Xu Zhao sighed: "What kind of wine are you drinking? Why are you so drunk?"
Zhu Lin looked confused: "I don't know what kind of wine it is, but the leader gave it to me, so I drank it!"
Master Qiao suddenly remembered something. One year, he went to Sanqing Hall to discuss matters with the master. The master was not in the hall at the time. He saw a booklet on the table in the study room, which was a book explaining the wine-making techniques. He I flipped through a few pages, and it read that the alcohol was extremely strong, and I could stay drunk for three days.
I'm confused. Could it be that the leader brewed wine according to the wine list and drank it secretly? It's not enough for him to drink secretly, but he also asked his apprentice to drink too. This is a good thing, otherwise he will miss something big.
Seeing that his master's face was extremely ugly, Zhu Lin hurriedly said: "Master, don't worry, I can still take on the challenge."
Although he is unsteady on his feet and staggers when he walks, he can still use the power in his body and he should not lose.