A Weird Theater That Started In London

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A few days ago, my son and the uncle Ma had been reluctant to eat beef, so much so that every day the cows in the suburban farms stumbled and fell to their deaths.

Now, the cow has entered the fasting list of Hou Mansion, and a few assistant chefs looked at the two big corbels on the table and fell into contemplation. After a long time, someone spoke and tentatively said:

"How about we take it back and divide it?"

"The house doesn't let you cook beef, it's a pity to throw it away."

In an instant, it was recognized by everyone. After all, beef is a high-quality nourishing thing. When the government is watching, ordinary people will never taste it in this life.

Just when the kitchen assistants were happy, Lu Li put the bowl in his hand, and all the 30 small ravioli with fresh meat sacrificed to the Temple of Five Zang-organs, and let out a sigh of relief.

The stock is used as the base, with fresh river prawns, and mutton stuffing treated with spices, the taste...

"I really want to taste dragon meat in the future, it should taste great."

With nothing to do, Lu Li began to think about eating and drinking, and he became more and more gluttonous.

Dragon meat in the sky, donkey meat on earth.

The latter, he tasted it when he was on vacation in the prosperous Tang Dynasty.

The former is just a delicacy imagined by the world, whether it is steamed, fried, or fried, there is no fixed number at all, let alone the taste.

"Meow."

Xuan Mao was particularly good at licking, and echoed Lu Li's sentence, probably in its eyes, dragons swim in water, and fish swim in water, and cats eat fish, no problem.

"drink!"

Not far away, the black mane horse is a little bit up.

It was the first time that it brought its younger brother to drink and eat meat, but turned out to be a clown himself—

In order for the two of them to have a good time drinking, Lu Li specially ordered six large tanks of spirits, each tank could accommodate two adult strong men.

In fact, this is also most of the stock in the Houfu wine cellar. Fortunately, Henan Hou Lu Xu is not addicted to alcohol, and only occasionally drinks a few drinks. Otherwise, he will have to send someone to the wine market to buy it in the future.

"Moo."

Like a whale swallowing, the bull demon took a big mouth, and two pillars of wine circled and flew out of the vat and into the mouth.

ton ton ton…

Drink like water.

Moreover, even if it is water, such a large amount is enough to make people bloated and die dozens of times.

"Good drink... drink..."

The black mane horse didn't have this kind of supernatural power, so he held the big vat and poured it into his mouth.

No way, you have to suffer in the face of death.

Before, it was the one who took the initiative to invite the bull demon, and this was not a wine fight, so it was not easy to use the demon power—

As soon as the demon power turns, no matter how long it takes or how high the degree is, it will be evaporated in an instant.

But this situation is obviously inappropriate. Let's not talk about the issue of wasting food. If you show timidity in front of the newly harvested "little brother", how can you call yourself a big brother in the future?

In desperation, the black mane drank it bravely. Anyway, with its bloodline and Taoism, there is no need to worry about drinking out of gastric perforation.

"Might as well."

The Bull Demon is a real bull. After drinking the two large tanks of spirits with ease, he glanced at his side, couldn't help raising his paws, and scratched on the ground a few times.

However, it had the opposite effect.

"It's nothing... No, do you know how to put on your face? Some people drink very well, but when they drink, their face turns red, but it doesn't affect the follow-up performance. I'm similar to this... this one, drink!"

Drinking alcohol early in the morning, but also thanks to the black mane horse.

Moreover, even Xuan Mao could hear the reluctance in it, meowing twice, and after expressing his opinion, he continued to lie in Lu Li's arms and act like a spoiled child, showing him the blossoming of little paws.

Only the idiot Bull Demon really believed it, and when the black mane horse's drinking amount caught up with himself, he continued to drink.

For it, spirits are actually similar to water, with a little more flavor.

Let them go...

Lu Li retracted his gaze, whispered a word in his heart, and began to concentrate on teasing Xuan Mao, appearing extraordinarily leisurely.

After all, all the things he should do have been done, and the next step is to let nature take its course, waiting for Pudu Cihang to sit still and take the initiative to make moves.

…

noon.

Qingfeng and Yuechi finally got up.

The younger brother, who had been bored in the room for a long time, also brought Miss Xiaodie out for activities, but Daotong Hanyu was still guarding near the prison, to beware of what tricks the traitor would use to assassinate Fu Tianqiu.

Frankly speaking, this is Lu Li's problem. The return of King Mingling means that the entire city is under his surveillance. Whether Han Yu stays there or not will not affect the overall situation.

However, it’s okay for young people to suffer a little bit, Quan should be honing their xinxing—

The Spirit King's Dharma Eye swept over there occasionally. Daotong seemed to be enjoying it. He was meditating and practicing in a hidden place on the top floor of the prison. From time to time, a few ray of lightning flashed. It must be Lei Fa's entry.

"Brother-in-law, what happened to it?"

Looking at the black-maned horse lying on its belly under the sun, Yuechi couldn't help but ask, "Is this a nightmare?"

I saw the four hooves constantly rowing and pulling, as if swimming, but also like a nightmare, resisting something.

However, there is no need for Lu Li to answer.

As soon as the words fell, the confused black mane horse couldn't help but burp, and in an instant, there was a lingering smell of alcohol around him.

Xuan Mao anthropomorphically frowned, meowing rather unhappily, and squeezed into Qing Feng's arms.

"Moo."

The Bull Demon was a little embarrassed, scratched on the ground for a long time, and said, "I didn't know it was like this..."

Cross out the entire paragraph.

Presumably, he wanted to save some face for the black mane horse, so he wrote:

"I don't know that I can drink so much, or I can use the demon power to help it untie the bar."

"Need not."

Lu Li immediately refused, looking at the black-maned horse in a rowing posture, and said solemnly, "Let this guy rise up and teach him a lesson."

Ma'er has a lively personality, and has not experienced much tempering since he has just started his spiritual wisdom. It is completely understandable that he is a little naive in some aspects.

Because of this, Lu Li didn't ask for his epiphany, and he became steady and steady overnight, but he had to grow slowly and let people see progress.

It just so happened that I got drunk today, and I won't be brave if I encounter this situation again in the future.

On the contrary, it is a bull demon. The more Lu Li looks at it, the more he likes it. He has a stable personality, is generous to his own people, and is willing to teach his own heritage.

Definitely take away the good life training.

If the black mane horse is given another chance to pass by the rural cattle shed, it will definitely consider it for a long time before deciding whether to go there or not.

At the same time, UU reading www.uukanshu.com it must have dreamed something, burped again, and sighed:

"Master, the road to immortality is long, you have to encourage me..."

Qingfeng and Yuechi looked at each other.

The bull demon was moved, but I didn't expect that the little friend drank too much and did not forget the master.

Xuan Mao rolled his eyes.

The black-maned horse is wilted and wilted, and if someone else said this, Lu Xinli was a little moved.

But the words came out of this guy's mouth, let's forget it, he just wanted to lie down and become an immortal, so he asked his master to encourage him to make it easier for him in the future.

Just as he was thinking about it, the voice of the porter's armor came from outside the hall.

"Young master, Zuoqianhu, the military secretary, came to visit and said that there is an urgent matter, and there is no delay for a moment, do you think?"

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