Chapter 13
"Where did you get it from?"
Gumil's eyes were full of bloodshot.
Every time Ling Bai swung the black knife, he felt his heart bleeding and crying for the black knife.
"Why are you so long-winded? I made it out of thin air, isn't it okay?"
Ling Bai rolled his eyes.
The tip of Minghong's knife pointed at Gumil and found a random reason to explain.
"Look! I said he was a magician, how could a person with special abilities swim in the sea!"
A navy interrupted.
"Shut up!"
Gumil was upset and kicked the navy away with one foot, and turned to Ling Bai and said, "Do you think I'm a three-year-old child? I don't believe it!"
"Don't believe it? Then bring your knife!"
Ling Bai stretched out his hand like lightning, and Gumil's two knives appeared in his hand.
"What are you going to do..."
"Watch it!"
Ling Bai found a high place and showed Gumil's two knives to all the navy.
When the navy saw that there was a show, they naturally enjoyed it.
"Dear audience, please look, this is Vice Admiral Gumier's sword, now in my hand!
I shook my hand, hey, look, is it still there...
But I shook my hand again, hey! Look! It's gone!!!"
Ling Bai laughed.
In front of everyone, with 360 degrees of no blind spot, the two famous swords disappeared!
"Fuck!!!"
"Awesome!!!"
"Good job! Reward!"
The navy was very happy to watch, and threw empty wine bottles at Ling Bai one by one, as if throwing flowers on the stage, and in a blink of an eye, Ling Bai was drowned.
Ling Bai dug open the empty wine bottle and saluted everyone elegantly.
"Little trick! Thank you for your support! Thank you for your support!"
"Ding-the transformation is completed, and two bottles of the Great Sword Twenty-one Work Wine are obtained, which is a divine product. After drinking, the sword realm is improved to the great sword master realm, which can be stacked! If you pour it out, you can release a powerful slash!"
Listening to the system's prompt sound, Ling Bai did not change on the surface.
After years of stealing wine, he had already developed some skills and quietly hid two bottles of wine without anyone noticing.
"Don't give me those useless things! I can not drink wine, just lend me the black knife!"
Gumier knew that magic was the so-called sleight of hand, and he was not interested at all. He only had the black knife in his eyes.
He knew that it was impossible to snatch something from Ling Bai, so he took a step back and asked to borrow something.
"Borrow? Well..."
Ling Bai smiled cunningly and turned to the navy under the stage and shouted, "Brothers, do you think I should lend it to you?"
"Borrow it, but at least a bottle of wine!"
"A bullshit pot, didn't you hear it was a black knife? At least a warehouse!"
"Boy, just ask for a big price, we will testify for you for any conditions!"
The navy watched the excitement one by one and didn't mind the big deal.
Taking advantage of the alcohol, they vented all their dissatisfaction with their superiors on weekdays.
"What are you up to, you little brat? Are you worried that I won't return it after borrowing it?
I'm just borrowing it to have a look, it won't cost you a piece of meat! I'll give you 10 pots of wine at most! You owe me first!
And you bunch of bastards! I'll remember those guys who are making trouble there! Don't regret it when you sober up!"
Gumil threatened.
But the navy were all drunk and having a great time, who cares?
"Then 10 pots! It's a deal!"
Ling Bai was originally not interested in the wine.
The more Gumil paid attention to the black knife, the more he would ignore his two famous knives.
He threw the black knife Minghong to Gumil.
"Oh, be careful!"
Gumil was so scared that he trembled and caught Minghong in a hurry.
"What are you afraid of? If it can be broken like this, what kind of black knife is it... Ha, laymen just don't understand!" Ling Bai said contemptuously.
Hearing this, Gumil felt that his lungs were about to explode!
You are a little brat who doesn't even know how to wield a sword, and you are pointing fingers here.
"I don't want the black knife to be covered in dust!"
Gumier roared.
But soon, his mind was attracted by the black knife in his hand again.
The blade of Minghong is black, with a little scarlet in the black, about three feet long, and the pattern on the blade is like a flying skylark.
Just looking at it closely, Gumier felt a sting in his eyes, as if he couldn't withstand the sharpness of Minghong.
"Good knife! It's really a good knife!"
Gumier couldn't help but praise, his eyes were more blurred than when he was drunk.
This is intoxicated.
Chapter 17: Always painful after a hangover (please give flowers!)
Gumier looked at the black knife Minghong, looking like a pervert.
And Ling Bai returned to the middle of a pile of empty wine bottles.
"You look at the knife, I drink, we are free and happy..."
Ling Bai took out Binx's fine wine and gently opened the jar seal.
This wine jar lid that has experienced time is tightly connected to the wine jar.
Ling Bai spent a lot of effort to open the wine intact.
Wow——
After removing the seal, the whole jar of wine seemed to have removed a seal.
The rich aroma of wine overflowed, like a pair of gentle hands, teasing the nose of every navy.
Faintly, there seemed to be fairy music, and the lingering sound was lingering.
"Send Binx's wine... to your side... as free as the sea breeze... ride the wind and waves..."
Everyone heard the music in the dark.
Someone in the square started humming along, and soon a chorus formed.
As the singing progressed, people became more and more drunk.
Although they did not continue to drink, it seemed as if they had drunk a lot. The navy fell down one after another, drunk all over the floor.
"Bring Binx's fine wine... to your side... day after day... meet in the dusk of dreams..."
Ling Bai also fell into the interweaving of fine wine and music!
Unconsciously, his hearing was greatly enhanced, and his music skills were MAX.
When the last drop of wine passed through his throat, he fell into a deep sleep.
In an instant, the snoring of the crowd formed a symphony, one after another, and it was endless!
......
I don't know how much time has passed.
The days after a hangover are always painful.
Gumier was lying on the ground and sleeping soundly, and suddenly someone pressed his head with his hand and lifted him up.
"Who is it!"
Gumier struggled subconsciously.
He tried to move the hand on his head with his hands, but found that he couldn't move it.
"Don't you know who I am?"
The voice was familiar, but the tone was obviously unfriendly.
Suddenly, his hand loosened.
And Gumier didn't react and fell to the ground.
"It hurts, it hurts..."
Gumier sobered up a little.
But after sobering up, he found that he was uncomfortable everywhere, with a headache, neck pain, buttocks pain...
Then, he finally remembered drinking, and tried to recall it, but found that he had no memory of it...
"When did my self-control become so bad..."
Gumier fell into regret and slowly opened his eyes.
The light was dim, and it seemed that the sky had just brightened.
Then, Zefa's slightly angry smile was imprinted in Gumier's eyes.
"Teacher Zefa! Good morning... Good morning!"
Gumier shuddered and widened his eyes, feeling like he was dreaming.
But the uncomfortable pain after the hangover told him that Zefa was indeed standing in front of him.
"Morning? Hahahaha, how much did you drink? The sun is below the sea level!"
Zefa said with a smile, looking at him meaningfully.
"Huang, dusk?"
Gumier secretly thought that he had missed something!
He still had many important routines to do today!
Among them, it includes contacting Zefa!
"It's all the students' fault! They asked you to come here in person..."
He was interrupted halfway through his words.
"What student... You've already graduated, so you should call yourself the master!"
Zefa sneered.
Hearing this, a vague memory emerged in Gumier's mind.
In that memory, he said some arrogant words.
"What are you talking about... I don't understand..."
Gumier smiled.
He laughed and started to pretend to be confused.
