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Looking at a group of adults who succeeded in playing a prank, I was speechless for a long time. What is this? Are you all middle school students who still use oil-based pens to draw on the arms of your sleeping classmates?
Hahaha, you saw it. Alsatian brother, this guy's drinking capacity is "burping"
Probably because he had been abstaining from alcohol for a long time, Ricken's alcohol capacity was also decreasing day by day. After one third of the bottle, he was already seventy percent drunk. His face turned red and he burped, then burst into laughter.
Come down to me too! !
"Oh oh oh, isn't this Hannah? How pitiful it is to sit here alone."
Hans wasn't much better, no. It should be said that it was more serious than Ricken, and I don't know which muscle was wrong. After getting Gris drunk, he was still not satisfied. He laughed stupidly, and his tightly squinted eyes kept scanning, and they locked on him all of a sudden. Hannah on the other side.
Hey, that's your sister. Brother Hans, are you going to upgrade from a middle school student to a delinquent elementary school student who enjoys bullying your sister?
It's strange. Although I'm a little drunk, why do my complaints become more sharp?
I shook my hazy brain. Then he turned his head in confusion, glanced around, and found that everyone's squinted eyes also showed interest, and then they all started cheering.
Although it wasn't the kind of malicious look that would be directed at the drunken Gris, it was somewhat malicious as he wanted to see the drunken posture of Hannah, who was usually like an iceberg.
So if you fall behind at the drinking table, you will easily become the target of others, so please keep this in mind. Remember.
"Ahem, you can't do this."
After coughing a few times, Hans suddenly took a step forward, waved his big hand, and stopped everyone in an awe-inspiring manner.
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Oh, even though you were the one who started the matter, you can stand up and save your sister at such a critical moment. As a firm sister-controller, I have slightly changed my opinion of you, Brother Hans, even though I am only a paramecium. The length is about that much.
Want to become a Christian? We are the president. The vice-president is White Wolf, definitely not a church with those strange organizations mentioned by Omas and others.
result. Before I could finish boasting in my heart, Hans let out a wine burp and hugged his baby. It was half an hour into the celebration, which was not long after Ricken took out his collection. He never put down the wine jar and stepped forward again.
"Hannah, don't worry about them. Just drink this jar, burp, this jar, and I will help you deal with the other brothers."
Hans acted like a good brother who was trying to make things easier for Hannah, and handed the wine jar, which was still two-thirds full of wine, to her.
It turns out you were just beating around the bush thinking about how to seduce your sister, you bastard! !
In an instant, I crossed out Hans's name from the list of candidate believers. For this kind of brother, it would not be too much to stuff him into a vegetable jar and make a human head vegetable jar, and sprinkle his face with salt for three days and three nights.
Taking the wine jar from Hans, Hannah silently glanced at everyone's face, which was shrouded under the cloak and hat and had never been seen before. It was impossible to see what expression was shown. On the contrary, the other faces around her The person's expression is so obvious and dazzling, full of sinful desire.
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I understand, I understand everyone’s curiosity to get Hannah drunk and see what she will look like after being drunk.
However, how could he embarrass a young girl like this for his own selfish desires? As an upright man, I, Druid Wu Fan, really can't stand your ugly face.
In an instant, the soul representing love, justice and peace in my heart burned brightly. It drove me to take a step forward and look at everyone with righteous eyes. After they realized their ugly hearts and lowered their heads in shame, I took a few steps forward again and came to Hannah.
"Sister Hannah, don't listen to your brother. It's indecent for a girl to drink from a wine jar. Come on, I'll give you a clean bowl. Don't rush, drink slowly. It doesn't matter if you're drunk. "
Everyone:
"You guys obviously want to see Hannah drunk."
When I stepped back, Paladin Baal, who was obviously not very clever in his head but very vicious in his mouth, whispered softly in my ear.
"Humph. It's really superficial. My purpose is completely different from yours." I sneered, pushing up the imaginary glasses on my nose and said.
"oh?"
The dim-witted Paladin Baal was suddenly suffocated by my momentum and let out a surprised sound.
"I look at it from an artistic perspective, which is completely different from your humble purpose."
"Is there any difference?" Barr asked, tilting his head.
I:"
Barr:
Surprise, you won’t understand. "
After a moment of silence, I avoided Barr's questioning gaze and raised my head to look far away. My melancholy eyes seemed to have penetrated the gloomy dark clouds and saw through the flow of stars in the sky and the universe, the sun and the moon running together.
He was actually fooled like this...
Thinking of Paladin Baal in this way, his eyes were also far away, and his face was full of tears.
Holding the wine jar in one hand. Hannah, who was holding the wine bowl in one hand, remained silent. From the beginning to now, I have never heard her speak. If Hans hadn't spoken, I would have almost thought she was mute.
Not to mention talking, just some actions. For example, nodding and shaking her head are rare. The Hanbag team seems to be used to her attitude. As long as she does not shake her head to refuse, it means that she has no intention.
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This has completely exceeded the definition of "three noes". Is there a better word to describe it?
Now, holding the wine jar and holding the wine bowl, what choice would Hannah make? Even if you choose to refuse and say "no", this may be what everyone expects to hear besides seeing Hannah's drunk appearance.
According to Hans, his brother. It has been nearly half a year since I heard a syllable come out of Hannah's mouth.
To be honest, Hannah is the girl with the weirdest personality I have ever seen so far. Although Princess Sanwu is also strange, after getting along with her for a long time, I can still find that under her indifferent face like a beautiful doll, in fact, She has a pretty normal girl's heart, delicate, sensitive, and soft. Changeable, stubborn, likes to act coquettishly, etc. If you have to say something abnormal. Probably because of his obsession with drinking tea, and his hobby for things like cough noodles.
Hannah is receiving everyone's attention. At this time, she suddenly made a move. She gently poured the wine jar and poured the wine in her hand.
"Ohhhhhhhh one!!"
Everyone looked at Hannah's actions and couldn't help but open their mouths wide and let out exclamations of surprise. The surprise was mixed with excited eyes. It was as if I saw God dancing hula with his thick chest hair on his upper body. "
Drinking in small sips, although the face is shrouded in shadow, this cute way of drinking, like a cat licking milk, still gives people an elegant and cute beauty.
But at this time, no one would pay attention to the cute and charming side of a girl that Hannah showed occasionally. Everyone's eyes were fixed on the horizontal line in the bowl, and they didn't let out a word of praise until it dried up. They all applauded, as if Hannah had done something great, but maybe this was indeed a great thing for her.
Then, Hannah said nothing. Continue to fill the wine bowl, and then drink in small sips. Although the drinking is not fast, the advantage is that there is no pause, so the remaining five or six kilograms of sake in the wine jar are still disappearing at a slow speed.
"Gulu, Gulu one"
"Gulu, Guruyi"
"Hey, Hans, your sister seems to have a good drinking capacity."
Anyone who has drank alcohol knows that it is easiest to get drunk if you drink continuously like this. Looking at Hannah, she has already drank 70% of the wine. But he still didn't fall down. Ricken, who was stunned at the side, pushed his elbow to Hans, who was also looking stunned, and said.
"That" means, with a brother like me, how can Hannah be any worse? "It's only a little bit worse than me." Hans was confused and said uncertainly.
Judging from his appearance, he probably didn't even know that his sister had such a good drinking capacity. She seemed to have good grades and always patted her chest in front of her junior high school sister and said that he would ask if there was anything he didn't understand in the future. My brother, who is a high school student, suddenly discovered one day that his sister had secretly completed college courses by herself.
Hans's mood now is as complicated as the above example. He wants to find a place to shed his brother's tears of shame.
In the wine jar, and when Hannah drank up the last drop of wine in the wine bowl. She gently put the jar and wine bowl aside and continued to face the bonfire, lowering her head and closing her eyes to relax.
"Oh my heart, I am the elder brother, I am the elder brother"
There is no doubt that the one crying loudly on the side is a certain incompetent mage who feels that he has been left behind by the times and his family and sister.
"Huhu, let's have another bowl, hehehe, everyone will not get home if they are not drunk today, ahhu"
There is no doubt that the person who said this is still an incompetent mage who gave up on himself because he felt that he had been abandoned by the times and his family and sister.
"UuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuWuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuWuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
Well, I don’t need to introduce the mage in front of me who is full of tears, drunk, talking nonsense in a slurred speech, and constantly banging his forehead against the ground.
I was already a little drunk. I didn't plan to drink anymore, but because of Hans's trouble, I had to drink a few more bowls. My steps were already feeling a little light, so I took advantage of everyone not paying attention and secretly crawled back to my tent on my hands and knees. .
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
Damn, my head hurts so much, but luckily among the misfortunes, it didn’t end in tragedy this time. It’s rare. Thinking about previous experiences, I would either burn down the bar and end up losing money, or wake up early the next morning. Come. He found himself holding a magic loudspeaker tightly in his hand, his mouth gagged with rags, and hanging from a tree in a mess.
Huh?
Looking back now, I still have no idea why I was hung from the tree and who the murderer was.
In short, I have returned to my small tent this time, and I should be able to stay away from all tragedies. What, your incompetent tragic aura, isn't it usually very attractive? Now show me your power and see what you can do to me? Wahahahahaha! ! !
After laughing a few times to vent my hatred, I felt so happy that I staggered to the bedside with unsteady steps.
"Huh?.
I rubbed my eyes in disbelief. "When was this mattress laid? It doesn't matter. Could it be that I had the foresight to make the bed early so that after I get drunk, I can lie down on it and have a good sleep." Sleep?
No matter what, existence is truth. For a man like me who has understood the ninth sense, it is not difficult to predict such a simple future." No, to be precise, it is a matter of probability. !!
correct! finally, I understand! !
Isn't it because of this that he was hated by God and forcibly had the attributes of a road idiot and the aura of tragedy upon him?
Humph, it’s really ugly. This kind of unabashed jealousy, however, would hit me if I thought that this level of hindrance would hit me. That could not be more wrong.
Squinting my eyes and muttering in a low voice, I fell down on the bed, and the faint fragrance hit my nostrils at any time, ah, the quilt cleaned by little Vilas smells so good, she is indeed my all-purpose little wife.
After rubbing it for a few times, my consciousness gradually began to blur, but I couldn't fall asleep completely.
Is it because of thirst? no solution anymore.
I reluctantly got up from the bed, staggered to the table, and kept fumbling with the teapot and cups. It would be great if I could use the wizard's telekinesis at this time. Unfortunately, I have trouble walking now. Let alone perform skills.
"Hey, what is this?"
When I found the teapot and cup, I also touched something else.
A thick book?
Looking at the book in my hand, the outer layer is made of exquisite animal skin, and then dyed black. The paper inside is also the best snow paper produced in the camp. I was stunned when I saw a book of great value. head.
When did you have such a thing in your tent?
If I were normally awake, I would definitely feel the breath of death from this book that is extremely inconsistent with my tent. This leads to doubts, which is a pity.”
oh oh? There is also a quill in the book. In other words, this is probably a note instead of a book?
While pouring myself a cup of tea. After drinking it in one gulp, I felt a little clearer. I casually extended my ignorant hand to this taboo notebook.
I turn.
Open gently
. It is written in the form of Xumo, and the handwriting is neat and graceful. It is as neat and graceful as the earthworm script that can only be spoken.
It turns out that this is the case. I didn’t write this note by myself. Hahahaha, don’t pay attention to such a trivial matter. Just keep reading. After a few drunken laughs, I continued to turn to the next page.
If I were awake, at this moment, I would definitely be able to detect the rhombus crystal on my chest flashing red in my heart, and I would quickly throw out the notes in my hand and raise my hands high. "Hey!" He rushed into his old cloud galaxy at the speed of light and hid for ten or eight years before coming out again.
Oh, isn't this a heartwarming story? Let me take a look, eh, it turns out this is it, a peaceful and happy little village in the beautiful prairie under the blue sky. The protagonists are "two brothers and a girl?"
It should be a series of love stories that started when the two brothers fell in love with the girl at the same time.
After roughly flipping through two pages, with our many years of experience, we immediately organized the main characters and the main line of the entire story clearly. Humph, don't be obsessed with me, he's just a legend.
In this quiet and peaceful small village, far away from the threat of monsters, there lived a beautiful girl named Sarana. She had long hair as blue as the vast sky and eyes as clear and pure as spring water. Her smile is more beautiful than the flowers blooming on the grassland in spring, and her snow-white skin is as fresh as young grass wetted by morning dew. Whenever she starts singing, birds will hover in the sky, and fish will jump for joy by the river. The wind will accompany her, and the clouds will shade her.
No matter the working adults. Or the children who were playing would stop and listen quietly. The whole world seemed to be still, and only the song echoed in the grassland.
The boys in the village fell in love with Sarana, and even the princes and marquises from as far away as the Western Kingdom. Everyone had heard of her beauty, and they sent several envoys all the way through the murderous foggy forest to convey their love.
Oh, this delicate text, this old-fashioned and tacky opening that is simple yet refreshing, coupled with the neat and graceful fonts above, it should be that she has a beautiful longing for love and has a dreamy and innocent girl's feelings. Just a girl's work.
At this point, if my head was still somewhat clear-headed, I would probably have noticed from among the many clues that the enemy's hair on the opposite side suddenly turned golden, and then turned his hands towards me. Emitting strange light, murmuring a strong sense of crisis, and rolling up the quilt, he must find a spherical spacecraft and escape to the planet Hamek. Even if I have to live there for the rest of my life, farming tobacco fields and competing with Prisa for skating yo-yo balls!
Oh, are the two brothers coming next? The calm and capable elder brother, the sunny and handsome younger brother, the two brothers with simple personalities, handsome appearance, hardworking and capable, are naturally the secret crush of many girls in the village. Of course, at this point in the plot, even a fool can guess that the two brothers are secretly in love with Sarana, the most beautiful girl in the village. This is the main line of a series of housewife theater plots.
Housewives theater? It would be great if there was a late-night show with strong plots such as the darkening of hatchets, incest and corpse dismemberment, which I secretly regret. Such a cliched country love story that you can imagine the ending just by looking at the beginning. Not to mention time-tested veterans like me, Princess Sanwu and Little Ghost, I am afraid that even simple and innocent girls like Sara and Vilas would have difficulty. Arouse interest.
Of course, although the plot has no selling points, the innocent and beautiful girl's feelings contained in it make people's hearts flutter, and they can't help but want to continue reading.
First, I briefly introduce the background of the story and the three protagonists, as well as some simple information about other supporting characters. The story takes place in this quiet, peaceful and beautiful village, where two men and one woman are involved with each other, and the inseparable family affection and love are intertwined. In the context of a love triangle, it officially unfolds.
"Brother, I've heard about it! My father has already discussed with Ilana's father to let you two get married after the harvest day this fall, is that right?!"
Two brothers who get along well. Suddenly one day, the sunny and handsome brother broke in, pointed at his brother and shouted loudly.
Oh, has it started? Has the trigger finally emerged? To be honest, I was really surprised by the sudden change from a calm and happy writing style to such a tense plot that may very well lead to a breakup between brothers. Based on my original guess about the author's character and writing style, it should be a slow and smooth transition to this kind of plot. It seems that I still underestimated the flaws in the other party's writing, huh huh.
I nodded nonchalantly and continued to turn to the next page.
"I'm sorry, brother, I...I"
The elder brother, who had a slender, strong figure and handsome appearance that made girls blush, bowed his head in shame and was speechless under the sharp gaze of his younger brother who looked extremely angry because of his anger.
"It's so despicable. You did such a thing and you kept hiding it from me. It's my fault that I treat you as my most beloved brother."
After confirming the truth, the younger brother's pupils suddenly trembled and dilated. He took a few steps back in disbelief, clutched his fists tightly, and the nails deeply embedded in the flesh of his palms began to gurgling blood.
"Yes" I'm sorry, this is something my father and others decided suddenly, and I just found out about it not long ago. I don’t know how to follow you yet
"Stop arguing. You also know what our feelings for Sarana are like. I will never agree with this kind of thing. Even if you kill me, I will not agree with it. I will never agree with it."
The younger brother was crying, and shouted at the top of his lungs, interrupting his older brother.
Oh, the conflict is getting more and more intense, it’s interesting to watch, turn the page.
The debate continues.
Brother: "But on my father's side,"
Brother: "So what? Do you think my father can do such unreasonable things?!"
"but
"Brother, how could you do this? Have you forgotten our private agreement?!"
The younger brother suddenly pounced on the other person with a ferocious expression and tightly held his brother's neck.
Oh, are brothers going to kill each other? Men who fall in love are really scary.
I swallowed involuntarily and continued to turn to the next page.
"We once agreed that we would be together forever and love each other forever. Have you forgotten? Have you already forgotten?"
"It doesn't matter. I remember there is an old hatchet in the woodshed, so I can get rid of it together.
"But on my father's side,"
"It doesn't matter, we can just deal with it together."
"How can this be done? What should I do with the body? What should I do if someone in the village discovers it?"
"It doesn't matter. Just put them all into pieces into a bag and sink them to the bottom of the river. No one will find out." The younger brother replied with an increasingly ferocious expression.
“That puts me at ease.
My brother smiled reassuringly.
"Brothers" are always together. "
"Um!"
"Brother Yanla
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"Pfft, one by one, a mouthful of old blood spurted out from my mouth. The whole table was dyed red.
This is really a late night show, you bastard.” No, that’s not what you should complain about, what kind of plot is this, you bastard!!
Appeared, my destined natural enemy finally appeared! !
That's right, although they belong to the same dimension, they are in completely different worlds. Just like the hero and the dragon, the natural enemy of the otaku, the fujoshi, cannot coexist with them at all! !
Feeling that my pure otaku heart had been tainted by this disgusting rot, I threw the notes in my hand onto the table like a snake, and was about to leave angrily.
Unexpectedly, a petite figure blocked the only way out of the tent door at some point.
Because of that disgusting notebook, I had already regained my consciousness by seven or eight points. After linking all the causes and consequences, cold sweat broke out on my forehead, and my heart was filled with anger, just like a punctured balloon. He was gasping for air and shrank in less than three seconds.
Situation, the situation seems a bit uneasy. Isn’t this my own tent?
Although I already had the answer in my mind, I still held on and looked around at the layout. Then, the last bit of momentum in my heart was gone with a "pop".
"Look, you saw it."
Blocked in the middle of the tent door, a petite and hazy figure shrouded in the night. It was a voice that emitted such intense emotional fluctuations that its crisp voice was tinged with a severe weak vibrato.
"If possible, I definitely don't want to see it!"
Without even thinking about it. I immediately complained, and then immediately beat myself into a pig in my heart
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"Know" knows... Listen to me, I mean, I didn't look at it at all. "
"See it!!"
The figure opposite, still using a gloomy, cold, stiff, vibrato voice, even with a hint of crying, took a step forward and entered the petite body. It was as if a lion was slowly opening its eyes.
"No" is not good. This kind of attitude has clearly determined that I have peeked at her notes. Of course, this is a fact, and the prelude to a storm is brewing. It is useless for me to say anything.
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After instantly realizing the serious situation I was facing, I took a deep breath, suddenly pointed behind the figure, and shouted loudly in a horrified tone.
"Ah! There are two grown men hugging each other and kissing!!"
"What?!"
In an instant, a dazzling flash of light flashed across the eyes of that petite figure shrouded in darkness. Just like a gossip reporter smelling a fishy smell, he turned around at a staggering speed, and he didn't know when there was more in his hand. with a notebook and a quill.
There is a flaw! !
In that moment of life and death, where time seemed to slow down ten thousand times, I surpassed myself, using a speed that was not inferior to the opponent's movements. It turned into a white light and passed by her.
Humph, a fujoshi is a fujoshi, and there is no way she can be a match for an otaku like herself.
"Wahahahahahaha"
After taking the first step out of the tent. I laughed out loud with pride. Yes, this was a victory for the otaku.
Next, just look for Hans and the others. In front of other people, Hannah doesn’t dare to blatantly attack me, lest her identity as a fujoshi be exposed. This plan is too perfect. Maybe I will become one in the future. There might also be a terrifying person with knowledge as deep as the ocean.
At this moment, I was deeply shocked by my wisdom that burst out in times of crisis. I stepped faster and faster, and soon arrived at the celebration site and roared loudly.
"Hans save me,"
Me: Angry…”
Drunk Hans. With Rickon, Kira and Baal, we put our shoulders across our shoulders and danced the hilarious drunkard's dance around the campfire. Unfortunately, I couldn't laugh at all at this moment.
Isn’t this, isn’t this Aslan, old, old, old” brother? Hiccup
His drunken face, which was almost as red as his hair, looked over and said hello in a daze.
The Amazon sisters have disappeared, probably back to their tents, while the four barbarian mercenaries and desert warriors are drunk together, each holding an empty wine jar or a small glass in their hands, staggering up to the sky He fell asleep soundly.
No more, it's going to be over. In this situation, no one would step forward to help me stop Hannah. Hannah doesn't have to worry about her secret being exposed.
At this moment, I deeply understood that even a brain with wisdom as deep as the ocean and decisions made thousands of miles away must bow before the aura of tragedy.
To say that one can conquer heaven is just a childish talk, you bastard! !
Kneeling on both feet, I punched the ground with regret. At this time, a cold murderous intention that seemed to freeze the bone marrow spread from behind. I turned around mechanically, wearing a black close-fitting cloak and hunting in the cold wind. Loud Hannah. I don't know when, I am already standing behind myself.
In the cold wind howling night. The two snow-white assassin wrist blades in her hands were replacing the blood moon obscured by dark clouds in the sky, emitting a bright red cold light, making Hannah look like the god of death who came to harvest the lives of evil people at night.
At this time, the wisest choice is to equip the whole body first.
Say nothing. I put on my main equipment as quickly as possible, took a deep breath, then turned around, ran away, and shouted, all at once.
“Help Chan
"die !!"
Two shouts, one long and one short. It echoed high above the grassland.
Okay, there is also the word Qinli, I can bear it! ! There are four concaves and three entrances at the entrance of the cave. The factory tells us that there are less people, and the salary is more beautiful.
