Datang: Investment Overlord Xiang Yu at the beginning

At this time, the Duke of Qi’s mansion, in the hall full of high friends.

The so-called one pound of Tang wine and three catties of Western Regions spirits, Li Ke, grunted in public like drinking water.

The scene was silent, and the atmosphere was strange for a while.

The martial generals present, except for Hou Junji, their eyes burst into stunning light!

This third prince galloped on the battlefield, and in the wine field, the Western Regions spirits drank so boldly, which instantly won their favor.

Although their respective force fields are different, these martial artists have to admit that this third prince, whether it is martial arts or personality charm, is simply not much better than Li Chenggan’s idiot!

“It’s a pity that the Third Prince is close to our group, and he is destined to pee less than a pot!”

Many martial generals secretly shook their heads, and this exclamation sounded in their minds at the same time.

And those civil officials looked at Li Ke, whose face did not change color, with a look of surprise, and secretly frightened!

The prestige of Western Regions spirits has almost been learned by everyone in the upper echelons of Chang’an officialdom.

If they let these civil officials go to a pot of Western Regions spirits at such a speed, it is estimated that they will have to be violently killed on the spot!

“Good, a good third prince, one altar is one altar!”

Hou Junji’s black face turned strangely red at this time.

He remembered the gamble just now, gritted his teeth, lifted the wine jar, and poured it into it with a grunt.

Li Ke’s face was expressionless as he looked at his neck under his face that was blocked by the wine jar, and instantly turned red like a piece of fresh pork liver, and suddenly smiled coldly.

“Hiccup…”

Hou Junji, who barely poured down a jar of Western Regions spirits, burped fiercely, his eyes straightened, the sky swirled, and he looked innocently at Changsun Wuji on the master’s table.

Changsun Wuji now saw Li Ke’s invincible appearance in the wine farm, and his face was as black as if he had dyed black paint.

Hou Junji suddenly secretly shouted that it was not good.

“Okay, second altar!”

Li Kei raised the second altar of wine expressionlessly.

“Sharp… Awesome…”

Guan Wenwu, who was present, looked at Li Ke’s uncaring appearance, and suddenly there was an uproar.

Even many people suspect that the next person took fake wine!?

Gooo

Li Ke’s well-defined face rose, and the pound of Western Regions spirits in his hand quickly drank it again!

Bang!

When the wine altar was buckled on the table in turn, Li Ke’s face became slightly rosy.

The so-called spirit, Li Kei still overestimated its degree.

Is there twenty degrees, I’m afraid I have to put a question mark!

Li Ke, who is accustomed to drinking high-level wine in later generations, comes to drink such wine, if the capacity of the stomach is enough, drinking ten pounds is estimated to be the same as playing!

The scene once again fell into a silent embarrassing situation.

Everyone’s eyes widened and they looked at Li Ke, who was sneering in disbelief.

This is the Western Regions spirit that the high-ranking officials are afraid of and specially used to make a whole person, why does this third prince drink like goat’s milk and does not change color?

And Hou Junji, the unlucky bastard in charge of fighting wine, was already stunned at this time, and his face became bitter.

Although he barely poured a pot, but at this time the stomach has turned over, if he can vomit, at this time it is estimated that he has vomited a river and poured out, the sun and the moon soared!

“Lu Guogong, please! Could it be that you still want to kowtow three times now? ”

Li Kei said expressionlessly.

“You…”

Hou Junji’s black face, which became the color of pig liver, suddenly became more and more red.

He gritted his teeth, slapped open the second altar of Western Regions spirits, and under the sympathetic gaze of everyone, raised his head to drink, and just opened his mouth….

“Disgusting…”

In the next second, Hou Junji suddenly threw down the wine jug and spit it out when he opened his mouth.

The yellow and white thing with the smell of wine spit on the gorgeous floor, and suddenly burst into obscurity!

Li Ke’s face was expressionless and proudly scanning the surroundings, and everyone bowed their heads one after another, not daring to look at him!

“Don’t clean up yet, drag this guy down!”

Changsun Wuji frowned and roared angrily.

Several servants rushed over with a roll, dragged Hou Junji, who was convulsing with vomiting, and then began to clean up the battlefield. ”

“Remember, Hou Junji owes me three kowtows, you close the group, you won’t be able to afford to play, right?”

Li Kei tilted his head, stared at Changsun Wuji, and said coldly.

The Senran chill in that look made the corners of Changsun Wuji’s eyes twitch secretly.

“Why bother with such trifles? We still have important matters to discuss, why don’t we talk about this gambling agreement later? ”

Changsun Wuji said with a gloomy face at this time.

“No need, one yard to one yard, since the gambling contract is a gambling contract, it must be fulfilled, if you as witnesses do not speak, this wine banquet can now lift the table.”

Li Kei sneered.

“Third Prince, you are too arrogant!”

“Do you dare me fight wine?”

“And me!”

“I’ll come too!”

The martial generals present jumped out one after another, and Li Kei instantly became the target of everyone.

“If you want to challenge Bengong, you can, first do two altars of Western Regions spirits, and then talk about the challenge.”

Li Kei reached out and patted the two empty altars placed on the table one by one, smiled disdainfully, and looked at everyone and said coldly.

Everyone suddenly lost their voice.

Changsun Wuji, his eyes were cold.

This Li Ke, not to the banquet, but to Liwei!