Although the alliance army had extremely high logistics efficiency, they didn't have time to prepare hot water in a hurry, so Wang Le simply cleaned it with a bucket of cool and cold water prepared for him in the tent, and then took out a clean green long gown from the space of the Fayan.

Since leaving the secular world, his short hair was now shawl, and now his hair was covered with long hair. Wang Le did not tie his long hair with a wooden hairpin or a square scarf like the others, but instead tied it with a thin silk ribbon and placed it behind his head, just trying to avoid being confused.

Inadvertently, coupled with the thin-white face and a pair of black and white eyes, it looks like a hermit walking out of a landscape painting, exuding an unforgettable sense of freedom and freedom.

Of course, Mr. Wang himself has no way of knowing this, let alone feeling his temperament.

In this way, without letting Wang Le wait for a long time, Fatty Huang and Zheng Ge came over to invite each other to the banquet together.

Soon, the thirteen members of the trial team, including Wang Le, walked out of the tent where they lived. After they all came, the round-faced man in yellow martial arts uniforms led everyone away from the camp where they were stationed and walked into the depths of the camp along a road with yellow flags on both sides.

Wang Leji, who was walking behind the crowd, looked into the distance and found that except for the yellow flags in this area, the flags in other areas of the camp were of different colors, giving people a sense of colorful and colorful blooming.

However, behind this bright color, Wang Dashao, who had been on the battlefield for many years, still felt the iron-blooded killing accompanied by cruel and bloody.

Along the road, one whistle, five steps, one post, the deeper you go to the camp, the more tight the guards become, and the atmosphere becomes more severe, making the members of the trial team, who are rookies, become a little nervous inadvertently, and their relaxed expressions no longer appear, and they put on a serious and serious face.

Only Mr. Wang, who was in a relaxed mood as usual, was an exception. Seeing Fatty Huang and Zheng Gemu next to him, he couldn't help feeling a little funny.

Then Wang Le smiled and said to the two of them, "We are going to the banquet, not going to the battlefield to kill the enemy. Why do you all have a stern face? Relax. No matter how you are, you are all famous families. Don't lose the price too much, you will be deprecated."

Although Wang Le spoke very quietly, the other members of the trial team around him heard it. They all turned red. Luo Yin, who was walking not far ahead, turned his head and glared at Wang Le fiercely.

Fatty Huang looked at Wang Le helplessly and said, "We are the big girl who gets into the sedan chair. No one has to be nervous. How can we become old fry like you?"

"Uh! Old fried dough?" Wang Le's old face turned dark and was hit with a critical hit of 10,000 points, and he was speechless immediately.

Seeing this, Zheng Ge next to him laughed out loud.

Unconsciously, due to Wang Le's disturbance, Fatty Huang, Zheng Ge, and even other members of the trial team, relaxed.

When everyone followed the middle-aged man with a round face and arrived at a huge white tent in the middle of the camp, their unnecessary nervousness adjusted and their faces returned to normal.

There were no guards at the door of the tent. After lifting the curtain, a group of members of the trial team entered one after another.

When Wang Le walked at the end, the curtain at the door was pulled down again by the middle-aged man guarding the door and walked in.

The interior space of the tent is very large, about 300 square meters, and there is no decoration inside. There is nothing else except tables and futons, and it looks very simple.

At this time, in the tent, except for the ground-level broken arm protector who was not there, the two deacons, Tian Zhao, and another man in yellow martial arts uniform, had already sat cross-legged in front of the main table.

Wang Le found a table placed in the corner of the tent, and then sat cross-legged on the futon placed behind the table.

This style of banquet is obviously in line with the customs of the secular feudal dynasty. For Wang Le, it has a unique taste in his heart and is also a novel feeling.

After everyone was in the table, the curtain of the tent was quickly lifted up again. Warriors walked in with delicious food and jars of strong wine, and placed them on each table in an orderly manner, and then retreated silently.

When I opened the sealing mud at the mouth of the wine jar, the entire tent was immediately filled with the smell of wine. Before I could drink it, I felt drunk.

After everyone was drunk, Deacon Tian, ​​the oldest and most prestigious, held up the wine bowl and said loudly: "Young talents, after going through fierce twists and turns, have finally reached the border. All the hardships are hard to describe, and they can't finish them for three days and three nights, so Tian no longer wastes words. Everything is indifferent. Do it first and do it first!"

After saying that, Deacon Tian drank all the bowls of strong wine twice.

Seeing this, everyone, especially the members of the trial team present, were excited and poured the wine from the big bowl into their mouths.

After all, they never expected their lives to encounter dangers along the way.

Looking back on this entire dangerous journey, they did not become part of those fallen trial team companions, which made them both grateful and scared.

Fortunately, I finally got rid of this nightmare.

As for the boundary experience that will begin next, everyone is holding the mentality of being drunk today and getting drunk tomorrow, and will talk about it when they wake up tomorrow.

This is also because they are too tired and have long been exhausted both physically and mentally.

After Wang Le followed everyone to drink a bowl of strong wine silently, a hint of redness appeared on his white cheeks, and his face became a little surprised and surprised. He said to himself: "I'll just turn it over. How did this wine be brewed? The taste is not spicy but a little light and a little sweet, but this stamina is so intense that it scares me!"

This made Young Master Wang, who has always been drunk for a thousand cups, believe that if he drinks the whole jar of white wine on the table, he will definitely be drunk and unconscious.

Of course, the premise is not to use the innate power in the dantian to force out the white wine that is drunk in the body.

Fatty Huang, who was sitting next to the table, saw the unconcealable surprise on Wang Le's face, couldn't help but chuckled and asked in a low voice: "How is this wine? Is it more intense in your world?"

Wang Le put down the wine bowl in his hand and nodded in admitting, "It's really very strong. This wine will make warriors get drunk if they drink too much, let alone ordinary people drink it, which may even give up their lives."
Chapter completed!