Long Baer love history

Facts have proved that Chang Zhu and Laolong are always strong and strong, and their cultivation base is a few blocks away from juniors like Xuan Qinglong Ba, and their drinking capacity is also a few blocks behind them.If it is said that Chang Zhu's drinking capacity is amazing, then the other two fell into the cracks in the ground, and the cracks in the ground are still the kind of old and deep.

Of course, there is no need to mention Long Ba's virtue that can be smoked down by a little smoke.He himself is also very self-aware, dragging a few of his favorite dishes to hide away, watching in horror a dragon and a turtle drinking like water.

Xuan Qing was self-reliant, but also harbored mischievous intentions, so she was full of confidence and bravely embraced the grand goal of overthrowing Chang Zhu's old stuff.

It's a pity that the ideal is full and the reality is cruel.There are some people beyond the human world, and there is a sky beyond the sky. Between the massive and the massive, there is a grade.

Before the two of them pretended to come and go and said a few polite words, you toast me a glass and I will return you a glass. After a while, Xuan Qing lost his temper. Seeing that Chang Zhu's expression was as usual, he didn't feel drunk at all. Slow down, drinking like this until dawn did not know if the old dragon could be overthrown, so he simply discarded the wine glass and went to battle directly holding the jar.

Chang Zhu didn't shirk, and basically came to the cup to the cup, to the altar to the altar, but he also had the demeanor of a senior, and he didn't take advantage of Xuan Qing, and he gave the turtle a little bit from time to time.

Long Ba was terrified watching from the sidelines, thinking in his heart that even if it was white water, wouldn't they have to boo at night if they drank so much?How many times does this have to be boo boo?Do you still need to sleep?

Long Ba was watching anxiously, not forgetting to gnaw on the pig's trotter.Of course he didn't dare to ask this question.He was a little worried, because Chang Zhu was still calm and composed, while Xuan Qing's face was flushed, his eyes were already red from drinking, and his tongue was a bit tongue-tied even when he spoke.

No matter how dull the dragon is, he can still see who wins and who loses at a glance.

Later, Xuan Qing obviously couldn't hold on to sit upright, but Chang Zhu was a little drunk just now, and he was a little impressed by the little turtle's drinking capacity.Chang Zhu Laolong rubbed his chin, thinking to himself how many years had passed since no one dared to drink like this with him, and immediately felt hearty and happy.

Just like the so-called wine meeting confidant, he managed to catch such a little drinking buddy as Xuan Qing, and of course he would not let it go easily.In the end, Xuan Qing's delusional attempt to get him drunk turned into him grabbing Xuan Qing and refusing to let him go.

He poured Xuanqing from the table and poured it under the table, picked it up and poured it again, until Xuanqing couldn't bear it, he felt that his throat was full of wine, and it seemed that whenever he hiccupped, it would come out of his mouth.Finally started crying.Chang Zhu also ignored it, grabbed the wine jar and poured it from Xuan Qing's wide-open mouth.

In the end, Xuanqing collapsed to the ground, showing the original shape of a tortoise, and the tortoise was also stumbling around, unable to even stand up.Chang Zhu didn't let go, he pinched Xuanqing's slender tail with two fingers, and shook it in the air: "Little turtle, don't pretend to be dead, get up and drink with me, or I will throw you away!" Make drunken shrimp in the wine jar to serve wine, believe it or not?"

The tortoise is already too drunk to speak, it can only hum, and it is still possible to hear what he said,

Long Ba was terrified watching from the side, he believed that Chang Zhu would really do this, so he boldly said: "Brother Chang Zhu, stop drinking turtle wine, you will die if you drink turtle wine .Besides, Xuan Qing is a turtle and not a shrimp, so why do you call him a drunk shrimp?"

"Oh?" Chang Zhu didn't give up because of this, he swung the tortoise around by pinching Xuanqing's tail, laughed and said: "It doesn't matter if he is a tortoise, just make him a drunk tortoise, my lord I have had a lot of drunken shrimp and crabs, but I have never tasted the taste of a drunken turtle. Today is a coincidence, and I can try something new. Xiaobaer, don’t you like to eat it? When the time comes, the drunken turtle will share your leg Now, do you want the front legs or the hind legs? Do you want the tail?"

Long Ba was startled into a cold sweat by his words, and quickly stammered to refuse: "No, no, I don't want anything...Brother Chang Zhu, you don't want to eat Xuanqing either, the turtle meat is sour and hard, it doesn't taste bad at all. delicious……"

Chang Zhu also ignored what Long Ba said, and threw the tortoise casually, just in time to throw it into an unsealed wine jar. Chang Zhu took the mud seal to cover it again, grabbed it and shook it without hesitation. .There was still half of the altar left, and the tortoise was immersed in it recklessly, and it made a rattling sound when shaken.

Chang Zhu listened attentively, put down the wine jar with a smile, and looked at Long Ba with a smile, seemingly unintentionally said: "... the turtle meat is not good? How about the taste of the drunk dragon? The drunk dragon doesn't have any. I have eaten..."

Long Ba shuddered, and immediately closed his mouth wisely.

Chang Zhu didn't bother with him, he brushed away the empty altar in front of him with a wave of his sleeves, and said to Long Ba, "Xiao Ba, come and sit with me."

Long Ba secretly thought something was wrong, moved over with a bitter face, and declared before sitting down: "I'm not very good at drinking, brother Chang Zhu, please don't pour me alcohol!" He cast a glance or two at the wine jar.

Chang Zhu scoffed: "Look at your potential!" Having said that, he really knew that the little dragon would be very bad if he got drunk after drinking, he didn't do the same to Xuan Qing, he just squeezed a glass of juice for him , in front of Long Ba, poured three or four drops of wine into it to express his meaning.

Long Ba didn't dare to push it anymore, took it and took a sip carefully, feeling that he couldn't even taste the wine, so he was a little relieved.

Because there was one less partner to fight for wine, Chang Zhu hypocritically took a small white porcelain cup and drank it himself, pretending to be very gentle.If Long Ba hadn't seen the ferocious scene when he poured Xuan Qingsa just now, he would have praised him for being as gentle as jade.

Chang Zhu didn't know whether drinking alone was boring or something, but his interest was not high, but it seemed too early to say that he was drunk.He stopped after drinking two cups, conjured Wang Qin out of nowhere, tuned the strings and tried a C note, and played two tunes at random.

That piece of music was a bit unmoving when I usually heard it, and it was a bit resentful like complaining like weeping.However, Long Ba thinks it sounds good.And the fruit wine tastes very good, once he finishes drinking Chang Zhu will make it for him again, of course, it is indispensable to add a few drops of wine to suit the occasion.

Long Ba unknowingly drank two big cups, and unexpectedly felt a little bit drunk.He felt a little hot, but he still felt dry when he pulled open his collar, and he became more courageous when he smelled alcohol, so he smiled at Chang Zhu and said, "Brother Chang Zhu, I will go to the pond and pick lotus seeds for you to eat, so you can sober up. OK?"

Seeing that Chang Zhu didn't object, he jumped down to swim around in the pool, and broke three or four lotus plants.

I don't know what kind of wine Chang Zhu gave him, although it was only a few drops, it was enough for Li Ba.He swam around in the pool and climbed ashore, but he still didn't feel awake at all, and still felt dizzy.

It is at this time that Long Ba is very courageous.He saw Chang-soo playing the piano, and cast his eyes vaguely into the depths of the lotus pond, with an expression neither happy nor sad.For a moment, I didn't know which muscle was wrong, so I leaned over and grinned silly at Chang Zhu and said, "Chang, Brother Chang Zhu, I listen, I heard from Brother Jun, that old, old emperor was called Feng He, Are you, are you thinking about him? Isn't it?"