The guy with the hat?

Hearing this shout, Qin Mo was stunned at first, and then found that among the pedestrians around, he was the only one wearing a hat.

Looking up, I saw that there were two people sitting at a table in this wine shop, one of them was extremely imposing, with a cloak of hair, dressed in coarse linen clothes, with the placket loose, and his bare bronze chest, and he was holding a wine jar, raising his head and drinking, letting the wine spill, and his posture was extremely wild.

The other person is a middle-aged scribe in a green shirt and a wooden crown, a gentle and elegant middle-aged scribe, like an ordinary person, but his temples are white, and his age is not as young as he seems.

As for the other guests in the restaurant, they are all burly men, restrained, but full of danger. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that these people are very likely to be the guards of those two.

The man who spoke was the rough-clothed man who was drinking with his head up.

The aroma of wine came, Qin Mo sniffed, and said, "Wearing a hat?"

"Hahaha...... , who else but you. The rough-clothed man laughed, pointed at the middle-aged scribe in the green shirt, and said disdainfully: "This guy is very useless, he can't even drink a jar of wine." So, I said, from the beginning of the night, the 10,000th pedestrian who walked in front of the liquor store was pulled in to drink with me. If there are not 10,000 pedestrians before the early morning, then I won't drink big brother. No, you're exactly 10,000, come in and drink with me. ”

I'm the 10,000th pedestrian?

Qin Mo looked around, there were few pedestrians on the street. Although the main city of Xiling has a large population, not every road will have so many pedestrians, this road is like this, there are very few pedestrians, from night to now, can there really be 10,000 pedestrians?

At this time, the middle-aged scribe in the green shirt shook his head again and again, and said with a wry smile: "You guy, you're talking nonsense again, this friend is obviously the thousandth pedestrian, where is the thousandth, don't drink it......"

"I said yes!" The rough-clothed man glared, his momentum was like a mountain, shocking, "In our life, we will drink as a hobby, how can you still let me drink it?"

Seeing this, Qin Mo smiled slightly, walked into the wine shop, and sat down: "There is a good wine to drink, and it is free, of course I will drink it." ”

As he spoke, he took off the hat on his head, and the fox mask was revealed, covering most of his face, only his lips and chin were exposed, and his shoulder-length black hair was fluttering, and his hair color showed a hint of cyan, which was the bewitching effect of the refined beast bone mask, exuding a trace of evil charm.

The rough-dressed man and the middle-aged scribe in the green shirt were stunned, and their eyes lit up, but they didn't expect that a pedestrian who shouted casually on the side of the road would be such an outstanding character.

Syllable!

Qin Mo waved his palm and slapped a jar of wine, raised it, raised his head and drank it, and in a moment, he drank it cleanly, only to feel that the wine was in his stomach, and a heat diffused out, and his whole body was warm and indescribably comfortable.

As the power of the wine dissipated, the trace of cold pool cold that was still left in the body before also dissipated.

"Good wine!" Qin Mo couldn't help but admire, this wine was not only as simple as fine wine, there were a variety of precious medicinal materials in it, which were quite precious.

Seeing that Qin Mo was in the blink of an eye, he poured down a jar of wine, and the rough-clothed man slapped the table, gave a thumbs up, and said yes in a loud voice. Immediately, the two of them didn't speak, they each slapped open a jar of wine, raised their heads and drank openly, and drank to the bottom.

Gollum......

In a moment, Qin Mo and the rough-clothed man touched three jars of wine in a row, and they all drank them in one go, and the two glanced at each other and couldn't help laughing.

Since his rebirth, in order to save the Qin family's patriarchal lineage, and in order to cope with the catastrophe of burning the town six years later, Qin Mo's whole person is like a string that is tightened to the limit, and he lays out the future with careful thoughts, like a lonely lion cub climbing a cliff, eager to become stronger, eager to climb to the top of the cliff. Even if he is covered with scars, he must not retreat, he must not relax, because below him is a bottomless abyss, and if he falls, he may be crushed to pieces.

At this moment, under the influence of the bold and wild atmosphere of the rough-clothed man, Qin Mo only felt that a frenzy was breeding in his chest, and he changed his normal state, and even praised the rough-clothed man for drinking too much.

Next to him, the middle-aged scribe in green shirts, as well as a group of burly men present, all showed shocked faces. But they knew the strength of the wine, and an ordinary person could get drunk and fall unconscious after drinking a small bowl.

The coarse-clothed man is born with a large number of people, so he can drink from altar to altar without changing his face. But I didn't expect that a random pedestrian from the side of the road would be so massive, and he drank four jars of wine in a row, as if he was nothing.

"Alas, the big drunkard meets the little drunkard......"

The middle-aged scribe in the green shirt shook his head again and again, waved his hand helplessly, and ordered someone to bring up more than ten jars of wine to let these two guys drink enough.

"Come on, this brother, since you have this amount of wine, you will accompany my eldest brother to drink ten jars first. The rough-clothed man was very happy when he met his opponent in the wine field, and waved his palm and slapped a jar of wine.

"Come, since I drank your wine, I want to accompany you to have a good drink. Qin Mo also slapped open a jar of wine, and he only realized at this time that after opening the second layer of the Fighting Holy Body, his alcohol consumption had also increased amazingly, and before he left the Burning Town, he didn't have such a good amount of alcohol.

Without saying a word, the two of them drank one jar of wine after another, and then dried seven jars, and smashed the empty jar to the ground casually, all of them shouted happily.

"Good, good, good, brother, you're good. The rough-clothed man was very happy, waved his hand and said, "Rest for a while, brother, although my alcohol consumption has not decreased back then, my body is a little weak, wait a while, let's continue to drink." ”

Qin Mo smiled and nodded, he could already see that this rough-clothed man was a good drinker. Since he drank other people's wine, he wanted to accompany this big man to have a good drink.

At this time, Qin Mo's cuffs trembled, and the fox's heart sounded in his ears: "You stinky boy, your luck is really good! Even when you walk on the street, someone invites you to drink." This wine is very good, mixed with a lot of medicine that warms and nourishes the meridians, it is very beneficial to the cold poison of Lord Benhu, give me two sips!"

Say it if you want to!

Qin Mo shook his head secretly, filled a bowl of wine, and put it on his cuffs, while Yin Cheng poked his head out, turned into the appearance of the [steel-tailed squirrel], and quickly drank a bowl of fine wine.

Seeing this scene, everyone present looked straight at each other, even if Qin Mo was massive, he couldn't imagine that even a pet he had had an amazing amount of alcohol.

"Yes, it's good, you have a pet that can drink, you can have nothing to do, and you can have a drink, brother, you are such a wonderful person!" the rough-clothed man patted his thigh and exclaimed.

You're the weirdo! You can even think of things like drinking with pets.

Qin Mo secretly rolled his eyes, completely classifying the rough-clothed man as a drunkard.

Drinking friends are the easiest to get acquainted with, and the rough-clothed man asked Qin Mo what else was going on, or he would just drink all night and get drunk.

Qin Mo shook his head and refused, he had already seen that although the cultivation of this rough-clothed man was unfathomable, it seemed that he was sick, and it was no wonder that the middle-aged scribe in the green shirt stopped him from drinking. As for where he was going tonight, Qin Mo took advantage of the wine and didn't feel the need to hide it, so he told the rough-clothed man that he would go to Jubaozhai to pawn some things in a while and buy ten seedlings of [Copper-skinned Iron Willow Tree].

"Pawn?Iron willow sapling?"

The rough-clothed man glared, then laughed, took out a handful of things from his arms, and threw them on the table, "What are you going to do to buy those things in Jubaozhai, brother, you and I are confidants, as long as you accompany me to drink ten jars of wine, these seeds are yours." ”

On the table, there were dozens of seeds scattered, the seed shell was copper-colored, revealing a hint of gray-black color, and it was a handful of [copper-skinned iron willow tree] seeds.

Qin Mo raised his eyebrows, looked at the rough-clothed man, groaned slightly, and said with a smile: "What are ten jars of wine, I will collect these seeds first, and accompany you to drink twenty jars." ”

As he spoke, Qin Mo put away the seeds of these iron willow trees, slapped a jar of wine with his hand, and couldn't help but say, Yang Tian drank a clean one.

"Happy! Drink a lot of wine, eat a lot of meat, this is the true nature of a man!" The rough man's eyes lit up, not to be outdone, he also slapped open a jar of wine and raised the altar to drink.

Suddenly, the rough man's body trembled, his hands shook, and the jar of wine fell to the ground, and the aroma of wine overflowed, but everyone present was shocked to get up.

"Ahem...... Cough...... I'm fine......"

The rough-clothed man waved his hand to stop it, but he kept coughing, and miserable green blood oozed from his mouth, "It seems that my body really can't hold up!" Alas, before entering the earth, it is rare to meet a drinking friend who meets an opponent in chess, but I can't imagine that this thief will not let Lao Zi drink a good meal even for the last drink......"

As he spoke, the rough-clothed man looked up to the sky and smiled, and his heroic aura seemed to be pressed on the top of a huge mountain, and it was difficult for him to have the slightest fear.

Qin Mo's eyes moved slightly, and he sighed inexplicably, he had heard in his previous life that there were more heroic warriors in Xiling Battle City, but he didn't expect that he would have a table with a martial artist tonight.

"One of the five generals of Xiling, Jian Mansion Jian Wanchen ......"

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