The fresh and sweet room was like drinking a bite of fire, sliding across the throat and bursting into the stomach. The rouge red made Wang Le’s whole body full of goose bumps, and the aftertaste was endless!

Seeing this, Qu Jinghong and Ou Yang were curious and raised their glasses to drink!

For a moment, the atmosphere became quiet, and the three of them closed their eyes and enjoyed the pleasure brought by the rouge.

A slight "dong" sound broke the quiet atmosphere, and Wang Leshu sighed: "After today, there are only two types of wine in this world."

"One is called Rouge, and the other is called other wine!"

Seeing that Wang Le had such a high evaluation, Xu Fugui couldn't help but smile without saying a word, showing a proud look.

Wang Le asked himself about the hundreds of kinds of wine he had drunk over the years, and there were countless good wines.

But compared with the rouge in front of you, it is still slightly inferior, and the gap can be seen from the naked eye!

Unconsciously, Wang Le drank two more drinks before stopping.

At this time, Xu Fugui, who was not talking, saw Wang Le drink three cups in one breath, and the smile on his face froze on the spot. The pair of mung bean eyes showed horror and surprise, just like the sun was dying.

Qu Jinghong and Ou Yang saw Wang Le drinking so wildly, they couldn't help but show awe and admiration.

Because the two of them had drunk Rouge and knew that if they did not have enough cultivation, they would not be able to drink so much.

Qu Jinghong stopped after drinking only half a cup, because she realized that drinking more would inevitably lead to drunkenness on the spot.

Ou Yang, who had the lowest cultivation level, was even worse. He just took a small sip and put down his glass.

Even so, Qu Jinghong and Ou Yang could feel that after drinking the rouge red, the magic power in their bodies was storming wildly. In a vague way, their cultivation was a little loose, as if they were on the verge of continuing to rush upwards.

Just as Qu Jinghong and Ou Yang kept silent and realized it silently, Xu Fugui finally couldn't help but speak, "This little friend is really a huge amount. He can drink three cups of rouge red in a row. He is the only one I have seen in my life!"

Then Xu Fugui was shocked and confused and said, "But my friend, you are just in the Nascent Soul Realm, it's really strange."

Wang Le suppressed the smell of alcohol and asked with a smile: "Can't you drink three cups of rouge red in the Nascent Soul Realm?"

Xu Fugui glanced at Qu Jinghong and said, "Even if this fellow Taoist is in the realm of God Transformation, he can only drink half a cup. But if you drink three cups in a row, it is obviously inconsistent with your own cultivation."

Wang Le immediately smiled and said, "Can Manager Xu suspects that he has concealed his own cultivation?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Fugui shook his head without hesitation and said, "That's not the case. Even if a great monk in the fusion realm drinks the rouge red from my Hongtian Tower, he can't drink three cups in one breath."

Wang Le couldn't help but be stunned and muttered thoughtfully: "If this is related to cultivation, I won't be able to drink three cups of rouge red in a row, right?"

As his thoughts changed, Wang Le vaguely felt that this was related to his physical condition.

After all, the foundation for his ability to cross-border battles is that his physical body is extremely strong.

This is thanks to the moisturizing and washing of the stars and moonlight day and night.

Of course, his bloodline is also there.

If it weren't for chance that Wang Le's physical body would not have become so powerful even if he was nourished by the stars and moonlight.

It can be said that if it weren't for the purple gold blood flowing in the body, Wang Le's body would have been like a rootless driftwood, which would have been impossible!

The more Wang Le thought about it, the more he felt that he could drink three cups of rouge in one breath and was related to his physical bloodline.

At this moment, Wang Le gradually felt that the three cups of rouge that he had drunk turned into an invisible energy in his belly, which was swallowed and absorbed by his body, and radiated to his limbs and bones, thus turning it into his own use.

This feeling is really wonderful and makes people immerse themselves in it.

Unconsciously, Wang Le simply picked up the wine pot and poured it straight into his mouth.

Everyone present was stunned when they saw this scene.

Needless to say, Qu Jinghong and Ou Yang were completely stunned when Xu Fugui and the guy next to him saw this scene.

They had never seen a guest who drank rouge as loud as Wang Le, just like drinking water.

The key is that this rouge is not water!

"belch!"

After drinking the rouge red left in the wine pot, Wang Le couldn't help but burp, and two red clouds instantly flew up his cheeks, looking satisfied and regretful.

"I can't drink this good wine."

Wang Leyu murmured to himself with a pity, looking endless regret.

Because Wang Le could feel that drinking so much was almost at his limit, it would be best if he could stop.

Everyone present couldn't help rolling their eyes. If you drink it again, the others will not be able to survive.

After all, the great monks in the Union Realm do not have this ability!

As the shopkeeper of Hongtian Tower, I have seen countless powerful monks and men from all over the country. It is the first time I encountered such a strange thing as Wang Le today.

Until now, Xu Fugui finally saw a little bit of his fault, and to be more precise, he should have guessed it.

That is, the young man in front of him drank so much rouge without breathing, which is very likely related to his physical condition.

Otherwise, Xu Fugui would not be able to explain why Wang Le didn't get drunk on the spot after drinking most of the pot of Rouge.

Then Wang Le looked at Xu Fugui and said, "When you check out later, remember to bring a few more jars of rouge."

At the same time, Wang Le thought to himself: "This is a good thing that can nourish and become stronger with my body. It's better or worse!"

Just when Wang Le made up his mind to make more rouge red, Xu Fugui replied apologetically: "There are not many rouge reds, only one pot, and there will be no more than one pot."

Before Wang Le could speak, he saw Qu Jinghong, who had been silent, and said, "I'll give you enough spirit stones."

Xu Fugui shook his head without hesitation and refused: "It's not a problem with the spirit stone, it's the rules of my Hongtian Tower, and the rules cannot be broken!"

Wang Le pondered for a moment and said, "Give me three jars of rouge red. This meal will be calculated according to the original price of Hongtian Tower. How about it?"

Before Xu Fugui refused again, Wang Le said lightly: "Since you Hongtianlou opens the door to do business, then earning spirit stones is the biggest rule. All other rules have to give way. Shopkeeper Xu, don't you?"

Xu Fugui was silent for a few seconds before saying, "There are no three altars, only three pots!"

Before Wang Le bargaining, Xu Fugui sighed and said, "If it weren't for my Hongtianlou business these days, you shouldn't have taken advantage of this loophole, and there would be no more pot."

Seeing Xu Fugui's expression of inconsistency, Wang Le was very sensible and did not continue to get entangled, not wanting to get annoying.
Chapter completed!