Qin Lan was small, holding a wine cup and holding a wine barrel. She smelled it first, her big eyes lit up, and her head was chubby and fucked. Qin Lan's whole body was filled with blood, and her bloody clothes and long hair were about to rise. The little guy was tense and frowned. His fists were clenched tightly, and his expression was very painful. However, after a while, Qin Lan's brows loosened, and his fists were also loosened, and his face was full of enjoyment. He opened his mouth and burped it for a long time. He might feel indecent, his face was slightly red, and he was embarrassed to stick out his tongue.

“Is it delicious?”

“Good!!”

"Go again?"

"Yes." Qin Lan nodded excitedly and quickly handed the wine cup to Qin Ming.

"Do you still treat us?" Qin Ming asked Liu Xiao and Su Ran with the wine pot.

The lobby was immediately 'fried', and everyone was shouting and screaming, and they couldn't calm down. There were so many wonders in the world, and today it was an eye-opener. Someone actually drank hero blood like nectar and jade liquid, and they were enjoying it. Who is this? No, what kind of father and daughter are they! Where did they come out?

Liu Xiao looked at Qin Ming meaningfully and took out his pot of heroic blood: "Just drink it."

"How can you be so embarrassed?"

The golden pattern of the stunning bird on Liu Xiao's left face was shining brightly, and the golden light flashed, as if he was about to live, which made his majestic face a little more evil: "I'm not embarrassed. Just follow my rules. If you drink all the two pots of wine, I will make you a friend. No matter where you are, you can report my name to Liu Xiao. But if you can't finish two pots of drink, you have to give me that ancient cauldron. If you can't finish even one pot, your father and daughter will go back to the Jinyang tribe with me."

One pot of wine can fill twenty cups, and two pots of wine can fill forty cups.

Can you bear it for three cups! Ten cups and twenty cups? It depends on how you resist it!

Although their Jinyang tribe uses hero blood to practice and heal injuries, it will be very painful to drink. However, because of their childhood exercises and bloodlines, the pain will not be so strong, but they also dare not drink too much. The more you drink, the more pain you add, and too strong energy will burst your body.

Liu Xiao can drink up to fifteen cups now, so he doesn't believe that an outsider can drink more than him.

"Go back to your Jinyang clan? Are you going to refine me into heroic blood?" Qin Ming smiled and took the wine pot. It was the next challenge. "Give my daughter three cups to taste?"

"Can!"

"Lan Lan, at most three cups, so there's no more."

"Yeah!! Mom said I can't learn to drink from you, don't tell them, this is our little secret." Qin Lan said crisply, innocently cute, with big eyes covered in anticipation.

Qin Ming filled Qin Lan with it. This thing was indeed a great replenishment. Now his whole body was still hot, as if he had eaten a top-grade spiritual pill. The cells everywhere were very active, and the soul seemed to have been thrown into the furnace and refined it for a while. He could clearly feel the changes.

Qin Lan was not polite and drank three buckets of wine in a row. The severe pain from the inside out and from the outside made her cramp all over and her little face twisted, but soon there was a stronger and more aftertasteful feeling of comfort. She sat on Qin Ming's shoulder, swaying, as if she was drunk.

Everyone was speechless when they looked at this, and they seriously suspected that she had drunk fake wine!

It is difficult for Haitang to calm down. She knows the domineeringness of heroic blood, especially the heroic blood that the high-level holy martial artist drank, which is more painful than being cut into the oil pan by thousands of knifes. In order to refine the alchemy, she specially commissioned the Ghost Spirit Clan to ask for a jar from the Jinyang Clan and tasted it personally. The taste will never be forgotten. It is not ordinary pain, but the pain from flesh and blood to soul. What is the origin of this Wang Zhan? Even his daughter is so perverted!

Yanyan Building was completely lively, and the twelve floors were rushing to the first floor. Even the store kitchen was no longer busy. They ran to the front to watch the fun. After getting the news outside, they also started to gather here to see where the powerful people came from and dared to drink heroic blood as water.

After a while, the hall even started an exaggerated gambling game, betting on how much Qin Ming could drink and how long it took to finish it.
Chapter completed!