Assistant of Douluo World

(Thanks to book friend Wei Xiu for the big reward?(????)??)

A cold smile appeared on the corner of Xue Qinghe's mouth. He looked towards Zhang Lan and pointed at the burning flame with his index finger.

“Can you explain to me why your oolong tea burns?”

Zhang Lan's face darkened and she said solemnly: "This is a characteristic that can only be found in top-grade oolong tea."

Xue Qinghe's veins popped out in anger and he rushed over to pinch Zhang Lan's neck.

"Go to hell! Don't insult the oolong tea in my heart!"

Zhang Lan was caught by Xue Qinghe's neck unprepared for a moment, and then he naturally started to struggle and said at the same time: "This is the top-quality oolong tea that I specially added to the water of life! You are still not satisfied!"

Xue Qinghe was so angry at Zhang Lan's words that she pinched Zhang Lan's neck harder and harder.

"You really have the nerve to say that! It's better to add oolong tea to your alcohol instead of adding alcohol to oolong tea!!!"

Zhang Lan also struggled, and at the same time reached out to grab the wine bottle and stuffed it into Xue Qinghe's mouth without her noticing and took two big gulps.

"Puff~cough cough cough!!"

Xue Qinghe lay on the side and let out a distant cough. At the same time, his will began to become a little blurred and his body was a little shaken.

【This drug is too addictive~】

Zhang Lan laughed wildly from the sidelines.

"Hahaha, it seems that your drinking capacity isn't very good either, brother?!"

At this time, Xue Qinghe's brain was already confused with alcohol. After hearing Zhang Lan's ridicule, he instinctively became angry. He reluctantly stood up unsteadily, patted the table and asked.

"Not a good drinker?!"

Xue Qinghe directly picked up the half bottle of water of life left on the side.

ton ton ton!

"Aha~enjoyed!"

Xue Qinghe put down the empty wine bottle boldly, gave Zhang Lan a middle finger, and then mocked: "You don't drink well?"

Zhang Lan didn't say anything. She took off her shirt skillfully first, then took out a dozen bottles of water of life and placed them on the table. Then she opened one bottle and blew it all in one breath.

Then, with the mouth of the bottle facing down, he stretched out his index finger and shook it at Xue Qinghe. He didn't say a word, but Zhang Lan had already made it clear what he wanted to say - you can't do it~

Xue Qinghe's eyes were burning with fire, and without saying a word, he picked up the wine glass and drank it in one breath.

After Xue Qinghe finished drinking, Zhang Lan continued to drink a bottle of wine in silence.

Xue Qinghe also followed suit. . . . . .

the next day. . . . .Wearing a pair of underwear, Xue Qinghe sat up from the bed, covering his head that was about to explode.

Then the scenes from last night emerged from my mind.

[Why did you take off your clothes? 】

[Of course you have to take off your clothes to enjoy drinking! 】

【Come again!Take off your clothes and come over and have fun!It's so enjoyable, I'm going to drink you down today! 】

【ha?Who can't tell lies? 】

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DuangDuang~~ (Please come back here to comment after reading this chapter, but pay attention to your speed!)

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Xue Qinghe's face suddenly darkened, and then he stood up suddenly and saw that he was still wearing underwear, and then a large area of ​​skin such as his thighs and arms was exposed, but at least his important position was not exposed.

This made Xue Qinghe breathe a sigh of relief. She still vaguely remembered that the last shred of reason did not let her take off her clothes last night.

But even this is indeed embarrassing enough for Qian Renxue, who is now disguised as Xue Qinghe.

Xue Qinghe gritted her teeth and swore silently that next time she caught Zhang Lan, she would definitely make him look good! ! !

Just punish him by drinking a bar of wine. Make the wine according to his recipe and build it as big as a lake. Don't let him out until he finishes drinking. Doesn't he like to drink? ! ! ! ! !

Xue Qinghe thought, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, ferocious and terrifying! ! !

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Outside the city, Zhang Lan was asked with great confusion: "Zhang Lan, why are we leaving in such a hurry? We haven't explained it to Xue Qinghe yet."

When Zhang Lan heard the name Xue Qinghe, he stumbled and almost fell. He retorted with some fear:

"Didn't I explain it yesterday? What else should I explain?"

Jisuo looked at Zhang Lan suspiciously. He always felt that Zhang Lan seemed a little weird when he woke up in the morning.

Zhang Lan also knew that something was wrong with his performance, but there was nothing he could do!

When I wake up in the morning, I think of the memories from last night——

[Zhang Lan didn’t expect you to have such a delicate face and your muscles to be so developed! 】

Zhang Lan proudly patted her chest muscles and said with a hard bang: "That's me, but I have been training hard for many years!" 】

Then Zhang Lan stared at Xueqinghedao with somewhat confused eyes: [Brother, you look thin, but your chest muscles are quite developed? 】

At this time, Xue Qinghe had already taken off her corset, but with the last trace of reason, she still wore her underwear.

Xue Qinghe lowered his dizzy head, looked at his chest, and patted his chest irritably.

duangduang~~ (pronounced in pinyin)

The two huge bulges were swaying, and Xue Qinghe said depressedly: "Look, what's the use of this? It's just a burden. I usually have to be tied up, and the pressure makes me breathless." 】

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Zhang Lan shook her head crazily, not daring to recall it anymore!

Cold sweat flowed from Zhang Lan's forehead. He felt that it was better to stay as far away from the Xueqing River as possible at this time, otherwise his life might be in danger!

The two traveled for two days in a row, and then stayed in a village for one night. Zhang Lan paid ten copper coins to get the right to rent a room for one night.

In fact, the old man in this room didn't need money. He could still go live with his son, so he was willing to rent out the room for free to help Zhang Lan stay for one night, but Zhang Lan still insisted on giving money.

Because according to Zhang Lan's eyesight, this old man has a white light, so Zhang Lan is willing to take care of this kind old man.

Zhang Lan started cooking on one side, and on the other side, Jisuo continued to practice his sword skills.

Based on what Zhang Lan said about characters like Zoro and Yasuo in his previous life, Zhang Lan probably told Ji Suo about the fighting style that was suitable for him.

Jisuo's eyes lit up after hearing this, and he felt that this method was very feasible, and at the same time he began to practice swordsmanship hard.

After obtaining the sword named Lanqi by Zhang Lan, when he activated three soul skills, the blade he swung at such a high speed could easily cut through steel, and his combat effectiveness increased by almost ten percent. Times!

After a while, Zhang Lan prepared the meal. After the two of them finished eating, they practiced for a while and then started to rest. The two of them had to go on their way tomorrow.

When Jisuo was sleeping, he suddenly felt someone calling him. He woke up suddenly, and then looked at Zhang Lan who woke him up.

Zhang Lan's face looked a little solemn at this time.

"There's something going on. There's fighting sounds outside! It's getting closer!"

Jisuo also heard the sound of fighting at this time, and the sound was getting louder and louder, obviously getting closer.

The two quickly stood up and walked out of the house.

Then the two jumped onto the roof.

Then the two of them saw several soul masters fighting continuously, and it was obvious that one was chasing and the other was escaping.

It didn't take long for the fighting men to break into the village.

The sleeping villagers in the village were also awakened by the roar of the battle. However, after these villagers discovered that the people fighting were those high-ranking soul masters, they all fell silent. No one dared to speak out, and they all hid in their homes and closed their houses tightly. The door whispers a prayer.