Chapter 1072: Is this also called wine?

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Chapter 1072 This Is Also Called Wine?
"Sit down, everyone."
Soon, a light voice sounded in this hall. The voice was extremely beautiful, as if it contained a special magic power. When even a few foreigners appeared a confused intoxication. Color.
"Amazing!"
In Qin Yichen's mind, there was also a brief faintness when this light voice sounded, but he quickly returned to his senses, and a horrible color burst into his eyes.
He knew that this was definitely not the deliberate act of the elven queen, but the way she spoke and made people devout and wanted to worship her!
"Little brother, don't be rude!"
Huo Qin Yichen gently pulled a hand, said in a low voice, that look, I was afraid that Qin Yichen would look at him twice, it would bring him no harm.
With the appearance of the elven queen, many elves with royal blood also came out of the court behind the main hall.
However, these royal elves seemed extremely arrogant, and they did not even glance at the high-level elven deacons sitting behind the main hall.
In this regard, Qin Yichen found that they were fierce as if they had long been used to it, and there was no slight dissatisfaction on their faces.
Seeing this, Qin Yichen couldn't help sighing.
How did he feel like he was being sold? He spent more than 20 pots of superbly immortal drunk, did he just change the opportunity to attend such a banquet?
Is this the place where they vowed to say that they can see the Elven King?
"Deacon Fire, what banquet is this ..."
Qin Yichen stroked his forehead and asked.
"Oh ... this, it's a banquet to celebrate Her Royal Highness's coming to adult etiquette."
Fire replied casually.
"your Highness?"
Qin Yichen froze for a moment. Is her Royal Highness Princess Ai Weier in their mouth?
The ritual of adulthood, for the elven royal family, is a ritual that can completely change.
As long as the baptism of the tree of life, the owner of the blood of the royal family will be greatly improved. In one fell swoop, master the ability that all elves envy ... the power of life!
This is why the blood of the elven royal family is so high.
Soon, the elven queen sat on the crystal throne in front of the center. With her signal, everyone began to enjoy the food at the table feast.
A group of beautiful elven maids also came to the hall, singing and dancing, very lively, filled with a festive atmosphere.
"puff……"
At the banquet where Qin Yichen was located, Huolie just took a sip of wine and suddenly spit it out.
Immediately, he coughed, covering up his disability.
The other three old men looked at the fiery look, and also frowned. They also tentatively poured a glass of wine, and then frowned, quietly throwing out the rare wine that was usually drunk.
"Is this Lingyu Brew?"
The light elf's old man wept a face and whispered with a bitter smile.
Huo Lie and others are also helpless, Lingyu Brew, but comparable to the thousand years of fine wines that are fiercely treasured. On weekdays, they can only enjoy the full enjoyment when attending such high-level banquets as the Elves.
However, I don't know why. The spirit jade brew they are drinking now is like dregs. When they reach the mouth, they cannot swallow!
"It's finished ..."
Looking at a table of senior elf deacons, they enjoyed the bitter gourds of Lingyu Brew, fiery and others.
After enjoying a few times the best fairy drunk, where can they drink this spirit jade brew ...
However, the best immortals are drunk, and they only have a total of twenty pots. In these short days, they have been consumed by half!
Although there are still a few bottles of treasures, sooner or later they will be drunk by what they need. What should they do?
At this time, fiery and others could not help but secretly glanced at Qin Yichen.
However, they found that Qin Yichen's complexion seemed a little unsightly. Perhaps it was because they had fled Qin Yichen.
Although this allowed Qin Yichen to see the Elven King, his thoughts were quite different from what he thought.
"Hey, old man, it's your turn this time. Hurry up and get a pot!"
Seeing Qin Yichen's complexion, it was not easy for Huo Lie and others to ask for it at this time, and then, in their own order, they looked at the light elf's old man.
"Huh, thankfully the old man had long thought of this, otherwise you would just watch it dry!"
It seems that if you know how to escape, you can't escape, the old man of the light elves is simply, and he just took out a small gourd from the sleeve robe.
Immediately, the light elf's old man handed it to the fiery after pouring himself a large glass.
After one person had a drink, the light elf's old man quickly put away the gourd, and his face was sore.
"Specially, this is wine!"
After taking a sip, he took a deep breath, closed his eyes and took a look. After a long while, he just exhaled slowly and lowered his voice and sighed.
Although the other few did not speak, they were all with the same approval.
Lingyu Brewery is considered as the top alcohol in the Elves before it can appear in such high-end banquets as the Elves.
Looking at the old men who were addicted to this kind of wine, the fiery four eyes flashed with a touch of compassion.
This group of poor guys drank this difficult-to-swallow Lingyu Brew so vigorously ...
However, they seem to have forgotten that in the past banquets, the attitude of the four of them was no better than those guys.
"Tongtong!"
Suddenly, in the banquet on the left side of the fire, an old man's neck was crooked and fell directly to the table.
This scene immediately attracted the attention of many elves. Immediately, all the ridiculous glances were on the senior elven deacons at the table.
Those eyes seemed to be laughing at the difference between their drinking.
Huo Lie and others did not cover it up with laughter. If it wasn't because there were too many big people in it, they would have laughed out loud.
This banquet has just begun and someone has been brought down?
Although in the past, they were drunk and unconscious, many times, but which time did not wait until the elven royals had left, and they slammed and drank?
It's rare to see an old guy drunk under the wine table at the beginning like this.
"Who is the old man? Is it the newly promoted deacon?"
"It should be, huh, with those old men, it really is a poor drinker!"
Despite the strong suppression, there were still many whispers quietly.
For a time, several old men at the table on the left side of the fiery side became extremely red.
In fact, they also wondered, that guy, isn't the alcohol level among them not bad? How come so many cups?