Linghu Yaojue, who was getting along well with Wang Yan, took a breath in his eyes.

"Thunderbolt, stop, you can't drink this wine."

Linghu Yaojue's beautiful eyes widened and hurriedly stopped her. The little heart in her body that had just calmed down her emotions couldn't help but become nervous again.

When she was the director of the East China Branch, she heard the suggestion that Lei Hong should not let him drink.

At first, she just thought that men and women were drunk, and she saw so many of them. They were just embarrassed, at most, and they were a little embarrassed. What's the big deal? I'll remind Lei Hong to drink less in the future.

But until the subsequent experiences, especially at the Youth Conference, the scene of using alcohol to kiss the goddess of Yin Kingdom in front of the world, she still feels numb when she thinks of it.

The complexity of the international disputes caused during that period was really took more than half a year to gradually subside.

This is just one example. If Lei Hong takes a few sips of wine in such an exciting situation, this guy might now be holding a spear and going to fight the demon army alone.

"No, I want to drink!"

Lei Hong frowned, held Erguotou with the bottle cap in his hand, and denied Linghu Yaojue's stop.

It seems that under this scene, if he doesn't drink a few drinks with his good brother Lao Wang, it will be a big shame and feel a lifetime of regret.

"No, no, no, Lei Boom, you can't drink this wine."

Linghu Yaojue stopped him with a big head, "The war is coming, and drinking can easily make things happen."

In order to take into account the atmosphere and the feeling of thunder, Linghu Yaojue also looked at everyone, "Don't drink wine these days. The plane is about to collide. Anything may happen. It is related to the safety of the earth and all of us. We are not careless."

"Director Linghu is right, Brother Boom, we old friends have a rare reunion, so we should have a good drink to reminisce about the past. However, the war is approaching, and now it is just the peace on the eve of the storm. It is better to put the overall situation first. When the battle is over, we will get together to celebrate."

Wang Yan also stepped forward to comfort him in a cold sweat. While speaking, he took Lei Hong's Erguotou, twisted the bottle cap again, and stuffed it into Lei Hong's pocket.

Although Lei Hong seemed to have regrets, he still accepted Wang Yan's proposal. After all, dealing with extraterritorial demons is important.

The other companions around him also breathed a sigh of relief at this time. Although Bomb Bear wanted to drink happily, he should bear the unknown consequences of drinking with Lei Hong.

"Young people, drinking alcohol is harmful to their health. It's better to drink less. Come and try this, a good thing for my husband's disciples to respect me."

The corpse Taoist next to him was calm and the old god was there.

What he said also attracted the attention of his companions around him, including Wang Yan.

What are the good things that respects the master and the elderly? Could it be that Deer Antler Angelic Bushen Decoction?

The companions around were full of curiosity. Under the attention of everyone, the corpse Taoist slowly took out a drink from the storage ring.

When everyone looked carefully, it turned out to be the fat man happy water? And it was the cold fat man happy water!

Wang Yan and his companions were almost shocked, thinking that the disciples and grandchildren of the Corpse Taoist actually used this filial piety to the Corpse Taoist? His old man's preferences are too keeping pace with the times, right?

"Hehehe, this is not expensive, but I'm going to be able to eat this now."

The Taoist Corpse smiled sinisterly, and shared one can of each person and said, "This thing is so good. You can feel refreshed after taking a sip. Especially after it is frozen, you can control the temperature to about four degrees, which has the best taste."

"Old senior, pay attention!"

Everyone was stunned, but everyone gave a thumbs up. This corpse Taoist is worthy of being an older generation who experienced the old era. He has retained a lot of good style and is really particular about everything.

The morning breeze is blowing, facing the rising sun, and a can of iced happy water is really quite satisfactory.

"Gudong, Gudong."

Everyone touched the jar, looked up and took a few sips. The cool and sweet feeling slid down the esophagus, and the whole body and mind were suddenly relaxed.

When they were in a good mood, everyone opened their conversation and bathed in the gorgeous sunset, and everyone was in a hustle and bustle about the past.

Just as everyone was chatting and laughing, a huge divine power suddenly came in the air.

Immediately afterwards, a ball of flame light, like a small sun, broke through the clouds at high altitude and landed rapidly towards their hilltops.

The power of panic suddenly spread over everyone's heads, and the entire base was tightly enveloped by this divine power in an instant.

Especially the terrifying sense of power that is comparable to the rising sun, as if as long as it falls to the ground, the mountains in front of you will be easily destroyed.
Chapter completed!