The light blue flame burned, and ye QingHan''s divine body burned completely. His internal organs were burned and condensed by internal fire. Baoguang flowed all over his body, but he didn''t even have any consciousness.


    Vatican Yin immediately laughed, his legs trembled, and he couldn''t stand steadily, but he still stood up, pointed to ye QingHan with a mocking expression on his face and said, "say you''re a waste... You don''t believe it, a jar of... Xianniang lay down after eating, and I can stand up and talk..."


    The Sanskrit voice was trembling and intermittent, but it was still showing off its ability.


    Ye QingHan fell to the ground inexplicably. Ye Huang and Lin Wutian were worried and quickly got up to help ye QingHan, but as soon as they touched his body, they jumped three feet and retreated several steps.


    "It''s so hot, won''t anything happen to him?" emperor Ye looked anxiously at Sanskrit and asked.


    Sanskrit himself is confused. Where do you know that the tube leaves are light and cold.


    The emperor Feng said silently, "if other middle-ranking people pour a jar of drunk immortal wine, they will die, but brother Ye won''t. his body is the most holy and his viscera far surpass others. After drinking a jar of drunk immortal wine, the crime will certainly suffer, but there will be some benefits."


    Hearing Feng Huang''s words, everyone was relieved, but it was really wrong to let ye QingHan lie in the center of the hall and people around him stare.


    "I''ll take him to another hospital to rest. It''s estimated that he''ll lie down for three or five days and his strength will improve." Feng Huang got up, not afraid of the hot temperature emitted by Ye QingHan''s body, carried him directly behind his back and left the hall.


    ……


    Living alone in the other courtyard, ye QingHan was lying in bed with a confused mind. He just felt hot and unbearable. He kept tearing his clothes. The water in his body was constantly evaporated, and the Yang Qi crushed the Yin Qi. Yin and Yang could not coordinate, so he could only desperately absorb the Yin Qi between heaven and earth.


    A precious light bathed in the other courtyard, like a fairy light, and even the leaf light cold was wrapped by the light.


    Feng Huang looked at ye QingHan. Knowing that he couldn''t help him, he withdrew from the room.


    In the room, the physical impurities of Ye QingHan are constantly excluded. The immortal wine in the body is like a burning fire, and the blood is boiling.


    Gudu gudu


    The sound of boiling came from his body. Ye QingHan couldn''t stand it. His whole body had turned red. He melted and burned a big hole in the specially made bed and poured it directly on the slate.


    There is a Dharma array in every single house. The energy from the stone plate can isolate the high temperature emitted by the light cold of leaves.


    Kaka


    Ye QingHan''s five fingers are even inserted into the ground. The temperature in his body is getting higher and higher, and the impurities are almost cleaned up to become a perfect flesh body. I''m afraid even Xia Jiulong will covet this flesh body.


    As time went by, others were still drinking in the hall, using xianniang to change the body and quench the body. It seemed that they had forgotten ye QingHan.


    Sanskrit Yin is drinking crazy with the strength of wine. Fortunately, the people around didn''t provoke her, otherwise the drunken fairy house will be torn down.


    "I tell you, when I was young, I drank three jars of drunken immortal wine alone and didn''t fall down. People gave me the reputation of ''a thousand cups of drunken immortal wine can''t fall down''. As long as I often came to drunken Xianju, who didn''t know me?" Sanskrit seemed to be off-line, chatting with a group of young people, amplifying my achievements without line and blowing it to the point.


    ……


    In the hall on the third floor of Zui Xianju, on a side table, there are Zhan Zi and Zhan jiuxiao.


    Zhan jiuxiao didn''t seem to know much about Sanskrit, so he asked curiously, "brother Zhan Zi, this Sanskrit elder martial sister, is it true that she can drink three jars of drunken immortal wine without getting drunk?"


    Zhan Zi drank a cup of drunken immortal wine, raised his mouth and snorted, "Listen to her, I''m afraid only the eternal can bear a thousand cups of drunken immortal wine, but this drunken immortal wine is really valuable. Most people can''t afford to drink a cup of immortal wine. Like me, I can''t drink it on weekdays. If I drink it once in a hundred years, I''m afraid if I drink a jar like her, I''m afraid the result will be the same as ye QingHan. I can''t afford to fall to the ground on the spot, but she can boast with the strength of wine, It can be seen that her drinking capacity is really strong. "


    Zhan jiuxiao sipped drunk immortal wine, not that he didn''t want to drink, but that he was not willing to drink. A jar of drunk immortal wine, millions of faith money, and only the Sanskrit Association asked for ten jars at a time. Looking at the whole restaurant, most people only asked for one cup or one jar for the whole table.


    The guests on the second and third floors stared at the Sanskrit table. Their eyes could not leave the ten jars of wine on the table. They wanted to go up and have a drink.


    About two hours later, Sanskrit slowly dried up two jars of wine. His eyes had begun to get angry, his mouth was dry, his words were out of touch, and his legs were completely unstable.


    "I''m not in good shape today. I''ll tell you... Er..." Sanskrit burped and continued, "I''ll blow it to you next time... I''ll go back and lie down for a while..."


    With that, Sanskrit left the hall and went straight to the solitary courtyard behind.


    "Do you want to send it back? She looks really drunk." Lin Wutian asked.


    "No, she can drink so much. These are only two jars, and she can''t touch her own bed?" Ye Huang believed in Sanskrit and immediately replied.


    "Come on, let''s continue to drink. There are still five jars of wine left. They have been opened. It''s a waste not to drink." yanyunbei rarely opens a golden mouth. He has drunk more than half of the jars alone, but he drinks slowly. Up to now, he just looks red, but he doesn''t get much drunk.


    Zhan Zi and Zhan jiuxiao upstairs drank a jar. At the moment, they all drank up. Even the bottom of the jar was empty. Zhan Zi nuzui said with a smile, "let''s go down and rub the wine."


    Zhan jiuxiao just had one more drink. He was in high spirits. When he heard that he was going to rub the wine, he took the lead in running.


    When they got downstairs, their faces were full of smiles. Zhan Zi said to the people, "what a coincidence, Feng Huangdao friend and Yaer fairy, you are all drinking here."


    As soon as Zhan Zi came, everyone was more interested. After all, Zhan Zi saved them once before. If Zhan Zi hadn''t arrived in advance, ye QingHan and Sanskrit would have no chance to save them.


    "Come on, brother Zhan, come and sit down and have a drink together. We just have enough wine." ye huangshuang said quickly.


    ……


    They were drinking, but they didn''t expect that Sanskrit''s legs crossed and fell to the ground several times. After entering the other courtyard, they looked at the quadrangle and found that the sky was spinning and the earth was spinning. They didn''t even know their own room, so they went straight to ye QingHan''s room.


    At this time, ye QingHan had removed the bed and lay on the floor. His clothes were completely stripped off. He hoped to be cooler by leaning against the floor. At this time, Sanskrit pushed the door in and felt hot and confused. His eyes were blurred. Without seeing clearly, he fell directly beside ye QingHan, constantly scratched his chest, sweating and quickly untied his clothes, He fell asleep beside ye QingHan.


    In the scene at this moment, I don''t know if Sanskrit will go crazy after waking up.