King Qin Guang walked into Mengpozhuang and didn't even look at Ruan Ling at all.

Meng Po supported her chin and sat on the side to watch the fun. Seeing this, she coughed on purpose and said, "Old Jiang, I am here to compete with you for drinking, so you must respect your opponent."

King Qin Guang still respects Meng Po very much.

He said, "Don't worry, as long as I lose, I will take out the Moye Sword. But I'm afraid..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Pei Shu standing beside Ruan Ling.

The remaining half of the sentence suddenly choked.

He stared at Pei Shu in a daze.

Pei Shu was holding Ruan Ling's hand and helped her sit down.

It seemed as if he felt King Qin Guang's gaze, he looked up and looked at him.

King Qin Guang's knees weakened and he almost knelt down.

Fortunately, he received Pei Shu's look in time and held the table and held it.

But he didn't dare to look at Pei Shu for the first time, and he just lowered his head and didn't even dare to sit down.

Meng Po looked at the show and greeted him with a smile: "What are you doing while Jiang is standing there? Sit down."

King Qin Guang complained wildly in his heart that Meng Po didn't tell him in advance that it was the one who drank with him.

Meng Po pretended not to see his resentful eyes.

She didn't know that Pei Shu was back.

If you want to blame, I can only blame this Jiang for losing his eyesight.

Now, as a mortal, Pei Shu is obedient to Ruan Ling and is so fond of him that he dares to compete with Ruan Ling to drink, isn’t he just seeking death?

Just take out the Moye Sword honestly.

Be self-inflicted.

Meng Po told King Qin Guang this fact with his eyes.

King Qin Guang coughed lightly and took the initiative to say to Ruan Ling: "I am today, cough, today I am not feeling well and my alcohol tolerance is average."

Ruan Ling was happy when she heard this.

It's not good to drink.

It's best to pour a cup.

Of course, she couldn't think that King Qin Guang would really pour a cup.

She is ready for a protracted war.

"I'll do it first." Pei Shu sat opposite King Qin Guang, picked up a wine jar, and said, "I'll pour wine for the Ghost King."

"Thank you, thank you." King Qin Guang didn't dare to refuse.

Pei Shu poured a glass of wine for him and himself, took the lead in drinking it dry, and smiled and said, "Please, Ghost King."

"Oh, OK, OK..."

King Qin Guang carefully picked up the wine glass and finished drinking it in one sip.

Pei Shu calmly picked up the wine jar: "The Ghost King is so good at drinking, come again."

"No, I dare not take it." King Qin Guang wanted to cry a little.

Should he drink this wine or not?

He didn't dare to look at Pei Shu, so he hinted at Meng Po with his eyes.

Meng Po watched the fun with a smile, and pointed at him and gestured the word "three".

King Qin Guang thought in his mind, is this thirty cups or thirty hundred cups?

He was thinking that Pei Shu had finished drinking the second cup.

King Qin Guang didn't even think about it and also drank the second cup.

Pei Shuyou picked up the jar of wine, poured him a glass, and said while pouring it out: "The Ghost King is really a huge amount. If you drink it, you may lose."

King Qin Guang was thinking about it all, and after hearing this, he suddenly shuddered.

It turns out that Meng Po is talking about three cups?

Three cups poured?

If this is spread, where will King Qin Guang put his face?

"Ghost King, please." Pei Shu picked up the wine glass and finished the third cup in one sip.

King Qin Guang solemnly picked up the wine glass, drank it in one sip, and then fell on the table with a thud.

Meng Po: “…”

This kid's performance is too clumsy.

The most surprising thing was Ruan Ling.

She looked at King Qin Guang who fell on the table and couldn't help but say, "Where is the only way to drink, and she still has the face to claim to be her own God of Baccarat?"
Chapter completed!