Futian Sword Fanatics

Looking at the alcohol addict, Mo Lin immediately said.    

As for the drunkard, he probably drank half a jar of wine in one go. Some of them were on top of the others, but he wanted to boast about himself, so he had to watch Mo Lin's jar of wine.    

"Aiya, so what if I drank too little and it's not shameful? You should know that in the entire God Realm, if your alcohol capacity can surpass mine, then you still haven't been born yet!"    

Looking at Mo Lin, the alcohol addict immediately became complacent.    

Finishing his words, the alcohol addict grabbed Mo Lin's jar of wine and was about to pull it over to have a look.    

Seeing that, Mo Lin immediately used all of his strength, not wanting to let the drunkard see.    

"Mo Lin, you are going too far, didn't I say that it is not shameful to drink too much!"    

Looking at Mo Lin, the drunkard said again.    

But when Mo Lin saw how the alcohol addict was acting, he knew that it was impossible for him to hide his alcohol tolerance.    

Forget it, it was better to let go!    

Seeing the alcohol addict, Mo Lin immediately let go of the jar of wine!    

And just as Mo Lin loosened his grip on the wine jar, the alcohol addict suddenly felt his palm lighten. He felt that he had lifted an empty jar.    

"What's going on? Why is the wine jar so light?"    

Sensing the abnormality of the wine vat, the alcohol addict instantly sobered up.    

One had to know that in the eyes of the wine addicts, Mo Lin had only drunk two or three mouthfuls just now.    

But now, Mo Lin's wine jar was so light, it looked like he had finished his wine!    

This ?!    

The drunkard was blinking his eyes at the moment. He felt that something was amiss.    

At this moment, the wine man brought the jar to his face and looked at it.    

When he looked around, he was shocked to find that there was only a small amount of wine left floating at the bottom of the wine jar.    

Clearly, the entire wine jar was almost empty.    

Think of yourself as half drunk.    

Mo Lin had almost finished it!    

The heck!    

Mo Lin can really drink this!    

Looking at the wine jar, the wine man was slightly startled, then he looked at Mo Lin.    

Seeing that Mo Lin's face was not red, did not jump, was breathing slowly, and did not even move his ears, the drinker suddenly realized that Mo Lin had a feeling that the cold sword was listening quietly to thunder, and the spear was guarding the empty trenches.    

Naturally, this was not a battlefield, but a winery!    

Mo Lin, this... Isn't he too good at drinking!    

But just as he was shocked, Pluto thought that Mo Lin might not even have drank a few mouthfuls, and thus, he took two steps forward and pulled the alcohol man's arm, and then began to talk with him. Mo Lin ?    

"Grandfather, Little Big Brother Mo Lin is still young, he can't drink much wine, you better not laugh at him ?"    

Pluto quickly said as he looked at the drinker.    

When the drunkard heard this, he secretly cursed in his heart.    

This Mo Lin is pretending to be strong!    

He clearly knew how to drink, but he had concealed it and said that he couldn't drink!    

And just now, he had put on all sorts of airs and boasted about how much he could drink and how much he could drink!    

But now, Mo Lin had flung half a jar of wine in the first round!    

It was ridiculous to think about it.    

"Ugh ?" Your little big brother Mo Lin, your alcohol tolerance is pretty good, I won't laugh at him, don't worry ? "    

At this moment, the wine man covered the jar with his hand and wiped off the cold sweat on his forehead as he spoke.    

"Oh? Little big brother Mo Lin's alcohol capacity is pretty good, isn't it? "    

Pluto looked at his drinker in surprise.    

It had to be known, Pluto was very clear on the alcohol his grandfather drank.    

And the person who was able to be praised by his grandfather for being able to drink wine was definitely not an ordinary person!    

It was also because of this that Pluto was very curious about how much Mo Lin had drank.    

Upon hearing Pluto ask Mo Lin how much he drank, his face immediately twitched!    

He thought to himself, I was just boasting and said that I can drink, but in the God Realm, I don't have a match!    

It could be said that the drunkard had bragged a great deal!    

If the King of Hell knew that Mo Lin had drank a jar of wine and he had only drank half a jar, the alcohol addicts would really lose a lot of face!    

"Grandfather, I want to see how much Little Big Brother Mo Lin has drank. Please don't block the jar of wine, let me see ?"    

At this time, Pluto looked at the wine man and said.    

"Cough cough cough, stop looking. What is there to look at? Isn't it just a wine jar?!"    

The Wine Master looked at Pluto with a serious expression.    

However, just as he was speaking, the wine jug that he had been holding fell to the ground in an instant.    

"Pata ?"    

With a crash, the wine jar shattered into pieces!    

The remaining wine spilled all over the floor.    

"Eh, that's strange. Why doesn't it seem like there isn't much wine in the jar?"    

Pluto blinked his eyes when he saw the broken jar of wine.    

"Cough, cough, cough. What do you mean, there isn't much wine? Isn't there still a lot of wine?!"    

The Wine Master looked at Pluto with a serious face once again.    

"But clearly ?"    

Looking at the drunkard, Pluto wanted to explain.    

"Alright, stop talking, little friend Mo Lin. It's too little to know you're a thousand when we meet. How about you drink another jar?"    

Just at this time, the drunkard looked at Mo Lin and said directly.    

The drunkard thought to himself, Mo Lin drinking nearly a jar of wine just now must already be his limit!    

But now, if he allowed Mo Lin to drink more, Mo Lin would definitely not be able to drink more.    

It was also because of this that he advised Mo Lin to drink.    

"This ?"    

When Mo Lin heard this, he immediately hesitated.    

It had to be known, that Mo Lin was hesitating, but that did not mean that he could not drink.    

Mo Lin knew that the Wine Master wanted to fight with Mo Lin!    

But Mo Lin did not get drunk even if he drank a thousand times more, this kind of wine, even if Mo Lin drank a few hundred jars, he would still not feel anything.    

It could be said that if a drunkard wanted to compete with Mo Lin in alcohol consumption, he was bound to fail.    

And Mo Lin did not want to act tough, so he did not want to be in the limelight either.    

Therefore, Mo Lin hesitated.    

However, Mo Lin did not want to act tough, and did not want to suppress the limelight of the alcohol addicts, which was why the alcohol addicts did not understand what was happening!    

The drunkard thought, Mo Lin was terrified!    

He thought, Mo Lin definitely cannot drink anymore!    

A jar of wine was already Mo Lin's limit!    

It was also because of this that the Wine Master looked at Mo Lin, feeling proud of himself once again.    

"Little friend Mo Lin, why are you being so polite with me? Come, come, come, let's drink! "    

Looking at Mo Lin, the wine man advised once again.    

Seeing the Drinker like this, Mo Lin knew that he didn't want to act cool today, nor did he want to suppress the Drinker's limelight.    

"Forget it!"    

Looking at the drinker, Mo Lin thought to himself, for the drinker to advise him to drink so much, he must really not give the drinker face!    

"Drink it!"    

In the end, Mo Lin made up his mind.    

Just as Mo Lin was about to use the jar to slaughter everyone around him, two middle-aged men suddenly walked in.    

Of these two middle-aged men, one was the Xue Clan's Xue Gang, and the other was the Ancient City of the Gu Clan!    

The two of them were old acquaintances of the alcohol addict, and also friends of the liquor store!    

The two of them admired the alcohol tolerance of the alcohol addicts!    

The old city likes to write articles.    

Once he wrote to the drinker.    

The world was dark yellow, the Nine Prefectures was boundless, the great Dao of nature was vast, no one could stop it. Who could be the King of the God Realm's winery? Only the drinkers!