Vol 3 Chapter 2284:

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Hey - not right, where did they come from? This Kunlun, but it is forbidden to drink alcohol, they have not been out of the mountain gate, where is the wine?
Both of them were drunk and called not to wake up. Naturally no one doubted him. He had to get the head into the dormitory in Sanqing Hall, and then came out and took Zhu Lin back to the peak of the bridge.
Fortunately, Zhu Lin wine is not bad, drunk is just sleeping, no wine, in addition to the bridge master and Xu Zhao, no one else knows this, I thought it could cover up the past, but who knows, Zhu Lin actually slept until the next morning and did not wake up, and this day, it was the first day of the Six Peaks test, Zhu Lin against the first disciple of Shengyuan.
The first disciple of the Sacred Yuanfeng has not participated in such a competition for many years. This year's participation is entirely to challenge Zhu Lin.
Now, Zhu Lin is not awake, this can be anxious to the bridge master.
Not only anxious, but also angry, this Zhu Lin seems to be quite sensible on weekdays. I didn’t expect to drink alcohol on the day before the test and drunk.
Master Bridge took the cool tea on the table and poured it on Zhu Lin's face. Zhu Lin was awakened.
A pair of peach blossoms are full of fascinating colors, and the brows are also wrinkled, and the head is so painful? Still weak!
"What happened to me?" Zhu Lin sat down with Xu Zhao's help and reached out to wipe the tea leaves and water stains on his face.
Xu Zhaochao blinked his eyes and whispered: "I don't want to accompany the master!"
The memory of Zhu Lin’s fragmentary film finally replied slowly. He laughed twice and said to the master:
The master is a disciple, and the master is punished.

Master Bridge said: "The punishment is certain. Now go to Shengyuanfeng first. I will start the trial soon. If it is late, it will be directly out."
Zhu Lin naturally knew that the master valued the big test. He did not dare to delay. He rushed down from the bed. The foot was smeared and the head was planted. Fortunately, Xu Zhao, who was always staring at him, was quick to see. He held it, and this was not planted on the ground.
Zhu Lin also drank some wine in the past, but never drunk, and did not know the consequences of the hangover.
Master Bridge reached out and rubbed his chest and gritted his teeth: "I am a life, how can I, how?" He pointed his finger at Zhu Lin, looking at Zhu Lin’s innocent rest, those swearing words. I can’t say a word.
Zhu Lin stared at the sun X and shouted: "How can I be so dizzy?"
Xu Zhao sighed: "What kind of wine do you drink here? How drunk is this?"
Zhu Lin looked blank: "I don't know what wine is, the head gives me the drink, I will drink it!"
In the mind of the bridge master, he suddenly remembered something. One year, he went to Sanqing Hall to find the head of the house. The head was not in the temple. He saw a booklet on the desk of the study. It was a book explaining the techniques of winemaking. He I turned over a few pages, which said that the wine was extremely strong and drunk for three days.
I have been a day, the head is not the wine that I brewed according to the wine book? It’s not enough to steal it, and let his apprentice follow it. This is good, and it’s going to be a big mistake.
Zhu Lin saw the master's face very ugly, busy: "Master, you don't have to worry, I can still fight."
Although he stood unsteadily and walked up and down, he could still call the power of the body and should not lose.