The eldest brother is in love, there is no cure

He stopped talking midway.

Jin Wangwang was almost dying of anxiety.

Its host looked enlightened and heartbroken, what was going on? ? ? ?

Knowing that the senior brother likes her, is it necessary to feel like this?

Why is it different from what it imagined?

【well! 】

Jun Lanyue first sighed heavily in her heart.

[That subordinate was loyal to the senior brother, and even lost his life for him in the end. He is a good guy! ]

Rong Jue: “???”

Jin Wangwang: What’s going on? The style of painting seems a bit wrong.

[He didn't come out to rescue his senior brother when he was frozen by the black dragon. So there is only one possibility. He must have been killed by the black dragon before his senior brother.]

Quiet, deathly quiet.

Rong Jue: I don’t want to talk.

Pei Yan: Senior Brother has tried his best but Junior Sister couldn't see it. It seems I have to work harder to let Junior Sister see my feelings as soon as possible.

Song Qiguang: The picture I imagined was not like this...

Jin Wangwang rolled his eyes, hugged a tree by the roadside and started banging it with his head.

[Awang, even if you feel sad, you don’t have to be like this. If the tree hurts, you will feel pain too.]

Jin Wangwang: [No! I don’t feel any pain. I must kill myself today!]

After walking for a while, the group arrived at the Forget-Sorrow Tavern.

The tavern owner was an old man with white hair and a white beard. He was dressed in a white robe and had a wine jug hanging around his waist. He exuded an air of a sage.

[This old man's style is quite similar to Master's.]

Jun Lanyue glanced at the old man and then looked away.

[I just don’t look as good as my master.]

This was Feng Jiaojiao's first time here. She stared at the old man for a long time and felt that he looked familiar.

But she really couldn't remember where she had seen him.

They asked for an elegant room upstairs by the window and sat down around the table.

The futon is soft and very comfortable to sit on.

Not only can you drink wine here, you can also make tea.

Feng Jiaojiao was extremely excited. She kept studying the small props on the table, but after studying them for a long time she still couldn't understand how to play with them.

At this time, a waiter came in and said respectfully, "Sir, this is the set menu of our tavern."

He placed a list on the table. On the list was a set meal of various snacks and wines, all carefully matched.

"Tell me how to play these?"

Feng Jiaojiao hooked her finger at him and was very interested in those things.

Rong Jue and the other five didn't order and put the list in front of Jun Lanyue.

Jun Lanyue picked up the list, then looked at Feng Jiaojiao who was listening to the servant explaining the game props, and could only sigh helplessly in his heart.

After a while, she chose the set meal, "Here, there are seven of us, so two of these will be fine."

The waiter looked at the set meal that Jun Lanyue pointed at. He looked at the two girls politely, and then asked in a low voice: "Girls, are you sure?"

"Yeah, sure."

Jun Lanyue nodded.

The boy hesitated to speak, and finally left with the list...

[I like the name of this set meal, which is very domineering! 】

Jun Lanyue held her chin with both hands in anticipation. She wanted to see how she could make sure that they would be completely wiped out.

It couldn't be strong liquor. She saw it clearly when she came in. It was written in the lobby that the liquor in the bar was not strong liquor. Even people who couldn't drink alcohol could drink three glasses.

Soon two waiters came up with drinks and snacks, set them up and then left.

"Come on, let's play this. This is fun."

Feng Jiaojiao is really good at livening up the atmosphere. She brought over a bunch of small props and gave one to everyone.

The small props all look the same, but can be changed through human manipulation.

She started teaching on the spot, "Press here and it will change the pattern. There are five patterns in total. Let's press them together later. If someone presses the same pattern, they will have to drink."

The gameplay is simple yet brutal.

Jun Lanyue looked at the small prop in his hand and smiled with disdain.

[Awang, you will take care of me, right? ]

[I can't drink much, you don't want to see your host get drunk and look humiliating, right? ]

Jin Wangwang: [May God bless you. ]

Jun Lanyue: “!!!”

"Of course." Before the game started, Feng Jiaojiao added, "If you don't want to drink, you can ask someone to help you drink, provided that the other person is willing to help you drink."

As she said this, she cutely winked at her eldest and second brothers.

Ning Cangcang: No big deal.

Wu Mangmang: Little junior sister, Second Senior Brother understands you.

"let's start!"

Jun Lanyue couldn't wait, she wanted to see how her luck would be this time.

Feng Jiaojiao was holding a small hammer in her left hand, and no one knew where she got it from.

There was a crisp hammer sound, and everyone pressed the button of the small prop at the same time.

With a few clicking sounds, the patterns on each prop rotated rapidly and soon stopped.

There were seven people and two identical patterns appeared in the first round.

Jun Lanyue looked at her own face, then at Song Qi Guang's, and held her forehead in silence.

【What kind of luck! 】

She poured herself a glass of wine, full and self-conscious.

Jin Wangwang: [Host, you can't drink much, right? Why drink such a big cup? Just open your mouth, as long as you open your mouth, the three brothers and three disciples will rush to drink for you.]

It held its cheek with its paws, looking like it was watching a fun event.

[I asked someone to drink for me after the first cup? Do I still have any dignity left? 】

After arguing with Jin Wangwang, Jun Lanyue drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

[It's not bitter at all, it's sweet and delicious. ]

In fact, she didn't even smell the alcohol.

Then the second round began.

In this round, the same pattern appeared on Rong Jue and Pei Yan's props.

They both drank it with expressionless faces, without even blinking.

After a few rounds of drinking, Jun Lanyue had already drunk five glasses of wine.

As for the others, they didn't drink much less than her.

When Feng Jiaojiao gets tired of playing with one prop, she switches to another one.

The few of them drank until midnight before they were satisfied.

Coming out of the elegant room, everyone was in high spirits, without any sign of having been drunk.

Just as he was about to leave the tavern, the tavern owner chased after him.

He held seven crutches in his hands...

"Dear guests, I heard from the servants that you have left no trace. I am giving you this walking stick. You must use it on your way back. Also, remember to cover your head and don't let the wind blow on you."

Mention Boss Cao and Boss Cao will appear.

A gust of wind blew over.

The seven people were fine just a moment ago.

The next moment, the seven people's faces quickly turned red and they began to shake their heads.

Pei Yan felt dizzy and staggered a few times before sitting on the ground. With trembling hands, he took out a bottle of hangover pills and stuffed one into himself first.

Just now, he clearly felt that his vision was blurred...

When he recovered a little, the first person he thought of was Jun Lanyue.

however……

There was no trace of Jun Lanyue at the scene...

Rong Jue leaned against the pillar, looking towards the roof with a hazy look in his eyes.

Song Qiguang was already lying on the ground motionless...

Ning Cangcang staggered towards the wall, gesturing with his hands and muttering something...

Wu Mangmang held his heavy sword in both hands and thrust it into the air...

Feng Jiaojiao is normal.

Oh, that's not normal either.

She sat cross-legged on the street, holding the face of a dog raised by an unknown shop owner in her hands, and spoke to it earnestly, "It's so hot, why are you still wearing a sweater? It's so hot! And why don't you say anything? It's so hot to wear a sweater in such a hot day, it must be hot, right? Come, I'll help you take it off. If you don't say anything, I'll take it as your tacit consent..."

Quiet street.

The howling of a dog worse than death.

"Junior sister?" Pei Yan looked around anxiously, "Where are you?"

The tavern owner pointed to the motionless figure sitting on the roof and kindly reminded: "Your apprentice sister seems to be there."