Reborn Martial Son-in-law

0Yao Ji followed closely behind, looking at Faang Yang affectionately. It was unknown where she got a jar of wine from, so she divided her wine into two. One of them was given to Faang Yang.    

    

The surrounding Magic Cellar began to discuss as well, looking at Faang Yang with a smile. Who would have thought that Yao Ji would actually fall for Young Master Faang Yang? Young Master Faang Yang's charm was really great.    

    

Faang Yang naturally found something fishy. The wine jar in Yao Ji's hand was obviously more than the one in his hand. Could it be that this woman had taken a fancy to him?    

    

Faang Yang smiled, snatched the jar of wine from Yao Ji's hand and poured it directly into his mouth.    

    

Yao Ji looked a little disappointed. She had already expressed it so clearly, could it be that Young Master Faang Yang had no intentions for her?    

    

The surrounding Magic Cellar were also somewhat stunned, could it be that Young Master Faang Yang did not fancy Yao Ji? Yao Ji is the number one beauty in our Magic Cellar. If you want strength, you have strength.    

    

Faang Yang noticed Yao Ji's expression after he finished the wine Yao Ji passed to him. He said to her boldly, "We shouldn't let a woman help him drink the wine that we men should drink. We might as well go home and carry a child."    

    

Yao Ji looked at Faang Yang affectionately when she heard that. If only she was this man's woman!    

    

Everyone also understood. So Mr. Faang was such a good man, he almost misunderstood Mr. Faang again.    

    

Tai Loong followed closely behind with the wine jar in his hand. He looked at Faang Yang with an innocent expression.    

    

"Sir, I'll drink your wine for you. If you keep drinking like this, your body won't be able to hold on. What will you do then?"    

    

Saying that, this simple-minded burly man was about to pick up the jar of wine and pour it into his mouth, but was snatched away by Faang Yang.    

    

Hearing this, Faang Yang was a bit helpless. Did this Tie Zheng really know how to speak? Shut your mouth if you can't talk, and no one will take you for a mute.    

    

"Alright, alright. Your hidden injuries haven't completely recovered. Recently, it's best to drink as little as possible. Otherwise, I won't even pay attention to you."    

    

Upon hearing these words, Tai Loong hurriedly got into a daze and nodded his head. Other than them, he didn't have any other friends in this secret realm. If Mr. Faang ignored him in the future, then he would have another friend missing.    

    

"Sir, here! "Drink it!"    

    

Faang Yang couldn't help but open his mouth. Sometimes, this dumb guy was quite likable, and sometimes, he was also looking for a beating. This made him at a loss whether to laugh or to cry.    

    

The surrounding Demon Generals also felt their stomachs hurt from Tai Loong's teasing. Is there anyone who would say that? If you don't know how to speak, then don't say anything to prevent others from misunderstanding.    

    

Faang Yang continued to pour himself more wine, but the muscular Tai Loong was already moved to a state of confusion.    

    

The surrounding Magic Cellar felt even more respect for Faang Yang. They all looked at Faang Yang with eyes full of passion.    

    

After Faang Yang finished drinking, he threw the jar to the side and turned his head to look at Dao Luo.    

    

Dao Luo couldn't help but laugh. Although this greeting ceremony had been prepared for many years, and most of the time, it was given to the Devil Clan leaders from various places, the only human who could pass through it was Faang Yang.    

    

Dao Luo smiled as he handed the wine in his hand to Faang Yang. He didn't forget to turn around and give Chong Lou a look.    

    

Chong Lou nodded lightly in response to Dao Luo. Being by his side for so many years, only this advisor knew him well.    

    

Faang Yang didn't know what scheme the two were planning, so he directly took the jar and started drinking.    

    

Faang Yang felt that something was wrong the moment he tasted it. Why did it not smell of alcohol at all? On the contrary, it was a bit hot.    

    

Faang Yang didn't say it out loud. After drinking it, he asked: "Why is this wine so special? "There's no smell of alcohol at all?"    

    

When the surrounding Devil Clan heard this, they all started to laugh loudly.    

    

Dao Luo also could not help but cover his mouth and smile as he cupped his hands towards Faang Yang.    

    

"Mr. Faang Yang, this is the last procedure of our Devil Clan. We specially prepared this soup for you. Do you think this is the end? This is only the beginning. "    

    

When Faang Yang heard that, he realized that it was actually a pot of sobering up soup.    

    

But these bastards are really too evil. Are they going to drink me to death today?    

    

Faang Yang looked deeply at Chong Lou, and said with a smile, "Brother Chong Lou, today I finally experienced the welcoming ceremony for your Devil Clan. I wonder what Brother Chong Lou's intentions are?"    

    

Demon Lord Chong Lou lightly smiled and shouted to the Demon Guard beside him, "Go and take out all the good wine in my wine cellar and bring them to my brother for a welcoming reception!"    

    

Chong Lou stood up from the throne and gestured a 'please' gesture towards Faang Yang.    

    

Faang Yang followed Chong Lou's gesture and looked towards the banquet table in the middle of the hall. He was a little confused. What sort of trick was this?    

    

The Devil Clan below instantly understood, and couldn't help but cheer, as they quickly put away the food on the table, leaving an empty table on the ground.    

    

Chong Lou walked to the side of the table. Following Faang Yang's movements, he stepped on the table and said boldly: Brother Faang Yang, it seems like it's my turn to express my opinion. Are you afraid now? There's still time to surrender. "    

    

When Faang Yang heard this, when had I ever been afraid? That bit of wine just now could at most be considered as an appetizer.    

    

Faang Yang also straightforwardly walked to the center of the hall and stepped on the table to confront Chong Lou.    

    

Soon, the Infernal guards carried the wine up and looked at the two of them with excitement. How many years had it been since the Demon Lord had fought with someone else? Finally, someone had managed to pass this stage.    

    

All of Magic Cellar s in the entire hall had nothing to do as they gathered outside to watch the performance of the two.    

    

"Mr. Faang is amazing! No one has ever been able to pass the hall before. Mr. Faang is the first one. "    

    

"However, I feel that Mr. Faang might lose next. Our Demon Sovereign has a huge amount of experience, and has not lost for a long time."    

    

"I don't think so! When Mr. Faang just passed the hall, he was calm and composed. And he drank the sobering soup just now, it's hard to tell who will win! "    

    

Demon Lord Chong Lou opened a jar of wine, glanced at Faang Yang and began pouring it into his mouth.    

    

Faang Yang naturally didn't want to be outdone. He followed Chong Lou's actions and started to imitate Chong Lou. The two of them fought and a gambling game appeared at the door.    

    

"Look, look, it is being led by the Devil Clan Royal Guard! Pressure Mr. Faang to one to ten, Lord Demon Lord one to five. "    

    

When the surrounding people heard this, they looked at the payout rate. The two of them were definitely on par with each other.    

    

"I will suppress the Demon Lord!"    

    

"I've bet on the Demon Lord too. I've seen him drink wine before, it's really a huge amount."    

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"Humph!" I bet on you, sir! Mr. Faang drank so much yet still didn't fall, so he must be really capable, alright? "    

    

"Me too! "These are all the assets of our family, as well as the annual taxes of our third legion, I bet everything on them!" Tai Loong directly pressed two big seals on Faang Yang, this time welcomed Chong Lou's supercilious look.    

    

Where the hell are you from? I'm your master, okay?