Futian Sword Fanatics

The straight guy was sad!    

Upon hearing this, Pluto was even more speechless.    

The alcohol man couldn't understand Mo Lin's words, but Pluto was very clear about it.    

When Pluto looked at Mo Lin and spoke earlier, he clearly saw that Mo Lin had an awkward expression and had a look of despise!    

It was obvious that Mo Lin despised the temper of him!    

But the drunkard agreed with Mo Lin, saying that having a temper was a good thing!    

Pluto couldn't understand, as his grandfather, sometimes he could be kind and understanding everything!    

But why do you have to be so stubborn sometimes!    

Pluto was speechless!    

"Grandfather, don't speak anymore ?. I despise you! "    

Pluto looked at his drinker with disdain.    

"Granddaughter of Pluto, what do you mean by that?"    

Pluto's words had just ended when the wine man asked in confusion.    

Mo Lin was also speechless to the extreme as he looked at the drunk, this straight man, with his low EQ.    

Previously, when Mo Lin saw the Wine Apostle, he could be considered to be a friendly, sensible, and kind senior!    

But from the looks of it, he was just a straightforward man with low EQ!    

This straight man's hat could not be removed!    

"Senior drunkard, I have prepared some good wine. Let's drink ?"    

Looking at the Wine Master's low EQ, Mo Lin felt awkward and said.    

"Sure, my granddaughter has a temper. Don't mind her ?"    

Looking at Mo Lin, the drunkard laughed.    

Just as he finished, Mo Lin wiped the sweat off his forehead.    

At this moment, Pluto also hated this drunkard to the point that his teeth were itching!    

"Little friend, how's your alcohol tolerance?"    

Just at this time, the Wine Master looked at Mo Lin and asked with a smile.    

"It's just so-so, but it's not that drinkable..."    

Looking at the alcohol addict, Mo Lin immediately said humbly.    

One must know, Mo Lin was too modest when he said that he was not too good at drinking.    

Thinking about it, Mo Lin was someone who owned a medicinal tree of the Great Way of the Buddha.    

The Great Way of the Medicine Tree possessed the perfect ability to dispel wine.    

It could be said that other people's thousand cups were not drunk, and tens of thousands were not drunk, but what was Mo Lin?    

Mo Lin didn't feel anything from a thousand cups, nor did he feel anything from ten thousand cups!    

Even a hundred thousand cups wouldn't be poured down!    

It could even be said that the more Mo Lin drank, the more clear-headed he became!    

Mo Lin drank and drank, there wasn't much difference between them.    

"Hahaha, you can't drink it? Then you have to be careful, I'm known as the God of Wine who doesn't get drunk! "    

Just at this time, the wine man looked at Mo Lin and praised.    

"Cough cough cough, I am sure that I am unable to drink with senior. I have to measure my strength..."    

Looking at the alcohol addict, Mo Lin laughed.    

"It's only natural if I can't drink it. Otherwise, my title as the God of Wine will not live up to my name. Hahaha!"    

Listening to Mo Lin's praises, the drunkard became even more proud of himself.    

It was as if Mo Lin really could not drink him!    

Naturally, he did not know if Mo Lin was drunk or not!    

If he really wanted to drink, Mo Lin would definitely drink him down!    

What god of wine is he?    

In front of Mo Lin, the invincible Wine King, everything was fleeting!    

"Little friend, are you being modest and purposely saying that you can't drink anymore? You little rascal, don't drink so much that it scares people off! "    

Looking at Mo Lin, the wine man suddenly laughed.    

"Cough cough cough, senior is joking. How can I possibly be modest ?."    

Looking at the alcohol addict, Mo Lin coughed and said.    

"Hahaha, it doesn't matter if you're modest or not. You can't possibly drink more than me. Come, come, let's drink!"    

Looking at Mo Lin, the drunk man's complacent expression became even more proud at this moment.    

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"    

At this moment, the alcohol addict took out two jars of Blood Dragon Wine from his storage space!    

One had to know that Blood Dragon Wine was a type of aged wine with the highest accuracy in the God Realm!    

A normal person would have to sleep for ten days to half a month just to drink one or two cups!    

It could be said that after drinking this blood dragon wine, one wouldn't be able to wake up without ten days to half a month's time!    

Right now, the person who took out the Blood Dragon Wine was obviously trying to get Mo Lin drunk.    

"Little friend, how about a pot of wine for each of us?"    

Looking at Mo Lin, the drunkard laughed.    

"Senior, it might not be appropriate to bring a jug of wine to dry ?."    

Looking at the alcohol addict, Mo Lin hesitated to speak.    

"Hahaha, what's wrong with that? Come, come, drink. Even if we don't drink, we will still let down our fate of meeting each other! "    

Looking at Mo Lin, the drunkard laughed.    

"Alright, since senior is so kind, then junior will respectfully obey!"    

Looking at the alcohol addict, Mo Lin cupped his fists and said.    

"Hahaha, good good good, good! Awesome!"    

Looking at Mo Lin, the drunkard laughed.    

"Come, I will do it as a form of respect. Do as you see fit!"    

Looking at Mo Lin, the alcohol addict picked up the Blood Dragon Wine in front of him and started to gulp down.    

Seeing that, Mo Lin did not hesitate and also picked up his wine jar and started drinking in big gulps.    

"Hahaha, great!"    

At this point, the drinker drank half of the blood dragon wine, then put down the jar and shouted in delight.    

And at that moment, Mo Lin felt the wine man had placed the jar down, and placed the jar on the ground.    

However, Mo Lin's wine jar had already reached the bottom!    

It could be said that Mo Lin had directly drank ninety percent of the wine that the drunkard had drunk!    

"Little friend Mo Lin, how much did you drink? Why does it look like your face isn't red and your heart isn't beating?    

Looking at Mo Lin, the drunkard smiled coyly.    

It had to be known that in the hearts of the alcohol addicts, Mo Lin would most likely be floating after just a few sips.    

But now, Mo Lin's face was not red or panting, it was obvious that he had not drank much!    

"Little friend, I've drunk half a jar. Are you even 10% as strong as me?"    

Just at this time, the wine man looked at Mo Lin and said complacently.    

He thought, I drank half a jar, it's enough to prove that I have a lot of alcohol!    

And he instinctively felt that Mo Lin had definitely not drank any at all.    

Mo Lin originally thought that he had finished all the wine in the wine jar, but he never thought that he would only be able to drink half of it, while he had drank ninety percent of it.    

When he saw the Wine Master's complacent look and thought that he could drink, Mo Lin immediately felt awkward.    

"Cough cough cough, I didn't drink much. I can't compare to senior ?."    

Seeing the drinker, Mo Lin did not want the drinker to fail in his act, hence he got into an awkward situation and said while perfunctorily smiling.    

"It's not as natural as mine, but how much did you drink? Can you tell me? One bite? Two or how many? "    

Looking at Mo Lin, the Wine Master once again smiled coyly.    

"Ugh ?" Cough, cough, cough. I really didn't drink much.    

Looking at the alcohol addict, Mo Lin said awkwardly.    

Mo Lin thought. If he said that he had finished the wine jar, wouldn't that be slapping his face?    

It was precisely because of this that Mo Lin was very reserved and did not plan to expose his true alcohol tolerance.    

"Aiyo, you're still hiding it! Hurry, hurry! Give me the wine jar, I want to see how much you've drunk!"    

Mo Lin did not want to see the alcohol man to fail, but the alcohol man insisted on hearing what Mo Lin had to say.    

Mo Lin was speechless!