As soon as Su Mu came out, everything was ablaze with swords and swords.

Jiang Wangshu's table was fine.

When other people stared at him, the word hatred was written on their faces.

The branch sect and the main sect have been separated for hundreds of years, and they still have no feelings at all.

They wouldn't care if Zhu Ruirui married a pig.

They only care that Su Mu's appearance blocks their way to take over the sect.

But these guys got one thing completely wrong.

This is not the dynasty of hundreds of years.

The emperor had no heir, so he had to choose a prince from a nearby branch.

You have no feelings for this sect, and even your bloodline can be said to have been in the fifth server. At most, everyone has the same surname.

I am the same, do I have feelings for you?

You want Jack Ma to give his hundreds of billions of assets to a family member named Ma to inherit?

Just kidding.

Even without Su Mu, they would never have a chance.

It's completely out of mind.

But not many people understand it.

As the saying goes, when the benefits are big enough, both parents can be killed.

Dreams are always necessary, what if they come true?

Jiang Wangshu and Hu Jianjun had drank a lot, but they were still sober.

When Zhu Zhouding and Zhu Chuzhao, along with several young people from the Zhu family's branch who had good relationships with them, saw Su Mu coming out, they immediately turned their guns and pointed them at Su Mu.

After everyone introduced each other, the other party directly attacked.

A young man next to Zhu Chuzhao stood up:

"Su Mu, come here, let me toast you."

After saying that, without waiting for Su Mu to speak, he turned around and waved.

A Zhu family maid in a palace skirt who was standing nearby came over.

"Serve two big bowls."

Soon, two large bowls with a diameter of ten centimeters were brought up.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the young man picked up the homemade wine collected by the Zhu family and filled two bowls.

This bowl weighs at least less than a pound.

This kind of royal wine, which has been treasured by the Zhu family for hundreds of years, is not very high in alcohol content, but it is different from modern distilled wine. It is a real brewed wine.

Even though the alcohol content is not as good as distilled wine, it smells more fragrant, but it is more intoxicating.

The young man picked it up directly and drank it in one go.

Then he looked at Su Mu with provocative eyes.

Su Mu chuckled.

These are a bunch of guys who don’t know how to live or die.

Drinking together?

Are you serious?

That's it?

He picked up the bowl with a smile, like a whale sucking water, drank it all in one gulp, then poured another bowl and returned the favor:

"I'll toast you three glasses, and I'll drink it all. It's up to you."

This is clearly a provocation.

The young man was furious:

"Three cups is three cups."

Su Mu chuckled, grabbed the wine jar at hand, and said:

"Let's do it, will you come?"

"you……!"

Another young man next to him stood up and said coldly:

"How about I come and open a new forum? If you can't drink, give up as soon as possible."

A jar of wine weighs at least ten kilograms.

Let alone wine, even water cannot be drunk by ordinary people.

Standing up, this guy is obviously an acquired warrior, with pretty good strength, but not an ancient warrior.

Su Mu chuckled:

"no problem,"

At this time, even Zhu Zhouding and Zhu Chuzhao frowned.

Su Mu must have drunk a lot of wine in the inner hall. No matter how good he drank, he couldn't stand this kind of drinking.

This is 40% liquor, not beer.

Jiang Wangshu laughed strangely on the side.

Others don't know Su Mu's drinking capacity, how could he not?

Drinking with Su Mu?

Just thinking about it makes my anus hurt.

This is not a joke about a fox inviting a rabbit to drink. Drinking too much will really hurt your buttocks.

These are all lessons of blood and tears.

Lao Jiang, the number one son of the imperial capital, could hardly make too many fools of himself in front of Su Mu.

And Lao Jiang knows Su Mu’s grandson too well.

This guy is as semen as any monkey if he gets it on his hair.

Just watch, this guy named Zhu Gaofeng will definitely be tricked to death.

I heard that there was a banquet of wine here, which immediately attracted countless people to watch, and even the inner hall was shocked.

Zhu Yiyi ran out directly to watch the fun.

Soon, two jars of unopened wine were brought to the table. Zhu Gaofeng directly grabbed a jar and drank it.

There was a burst of cheers all around.

After drinking half of the drink, Zhu Gaofeng took a break and looked at his face again. It was already as red as a monkey's butt.

After burping twice, he raised the jar and drank again.

Ten pounds of wine was consumed just like that.

Putting the empty jar in his hand heavily on the table, Zhu Gaofeng stared at Su Mu and said loudly with a strong smell of alcohol in his mouth:

"It's your turn."

Su Mu had a shameless smile on his face:

"What's the point of drinking one jar? It's better to drink three jars."

Zhu Gaofeng was so angry that he cursed his mother.

Damn it.

Three altars?

Do you really treat me like a loser?

"You finish the jar first, and then we can continue the competition."

Su Mu stood up directly and made an exaggerated gesture towards Zhu Gaofeng to show his resignation:

"I admit defeat, Your Majesty."

"you……!!"

Zhu Gaofeng almost fell to the ground.

Zhu Zhouding and Zhu Chuzhao exchanged glances with bitter smiles in their eyes.

Zhu Zhouding shook his head secretly.
To be continued...