11 Who will pay for this drink? You won't pay for it yourself, right?

As a prisoner who was locked up in a dungeon and just escaped, Ji Chen was now walking in Jiulu City, the main city of the Demon Realm.

After he injected his soul into Guitong, he saw that Guitong was not awake yet, so he put on his clothes and ran away.

Going up along the corridor of the stone chamber, he couldn't figure out the direction, so he accidentally returned to Jiulu City.

He had never been to this place, not even in his previous life. He was unfamiliar with the place, so he couldn't just wander around.

After walking for a while, Ji Chen was tired

. The wine he brought out earlier had long been drunk by him.

At this moment, he stopped in front of a tavern. His heart was itching again, and he was craving for wine.

In fact, the Jiulu City in the demon world is similar to the civilian towns outside.

It's just that the residents and merchants are all demon cultivators with cultivation.

Moreover, demon cultivators don't necessarily rely on plundering other people's resources to cultivate. There are also good demon cultivators who open shops to do business and make money and exchange money for resources.

As soon as Ji Chen stepped into the door of the tavern, before he found the counter, he saw a group of ferocious demon cultivators looking at him.

They were all tall and mighty, with scars on their faces or tattoos on their bodies, some were bald, and some had lip studs, looking like the big brothers of society.

"Oh, this is strange, a sword cultivator from the immortal sect has entered our demon world."

"And he's just a little one, hahaha!"

"You dare to run to this place alone, aren't you afraid of being torn into pieces?"

"You don't even have spiritual roots..."

After everyone realized that Ji Chen had no spiritual roots, they laughed even more wildly.

Ji Chen ignored their teasing and ridicule, walked in as if no one was around, found a seat by the window and no one was around, and sat down.

As soon as he sat down, the group of people swarmed in.

Ji Chen saw that there was one person sitting in front of him, and there were five or six people around him, so he knew that the one sitting must be their eldest brother.

Although he looks strong, his face is still good.

The demon cultivators in the demon world do not have a unified organization, unlike the immortal world, where there is a sect system and even a unified uniform.

Most of them are independent cultivators who only obey the Demon Lord.

These independent cultivators will form countless small groups, just like the underworld. In addition to the top boss, there are groups below, and the strongest one in the group is the boss.

The boss stuck his big chest muscles in front of Ji Chen and started to provoke: "Little sword cultivator, are you an adult? Can you drink? How dare you come here?"

Ji Chen glanced at him and thought: What's the matter? This is the world view of immortals, and you still say that minors can't drink?

"How about we compete in drinking capacity?" Ji Chen replied without fear of provocation.

The people around him laughed wildly again.

There was even a little brother who held his stomach with laughter, "Brother Kui, he actually dared to compete with you in drinking capacity, hahahaha, he is really crazy!"

"Don't overestimate yourself!" Kui Mu spat, "You can compete, but it will be interesting if you bet on something, right?"

"What to bet on?"

"If you win, you can take any of my things, including the things on my men."

"If you lose... hehehehehe..." Kui Mu suddenly showed a malicious smile: "Just let us... have some fun, how about that?"

Ji Chen knew that with his figure, he could not escape the fate of being coveted by men.

After all, he was a teenager... Even if his face was not as beautiful as a fairy, his body was soft, slender and white, and he might be almost as good as a woman.

Ji Chen did not respond quickly, but asked: "You have also noticed that I have no spiritual roots. If you want my body, just take it by force. Why bother?"

"That's different. How can forcing be as comfortable as taking the initiative? If you lose, you must be willing to admit defeat and serve us brothers well." It is

hard to see that this eldest brother, who looks like a person without sex life, actually knows how to enjoy it.

"Okay." Ji Chen agreed readily: "Let's go to the bar. I can't wait."

Kui Mu began to ask the waiter to serve the wine.

As soon as he finished, Ji Chen interrupted him: "Wait."

Kui Mu thought he regretted it.

Ji Chen said: "Who will pay for this wine? You won't split it?"

"What?" Kui Mu obviously didn't understand.

"I mean... well, I don't have any money."

Actually, he still had some money, but Ji Chen was unwilling to pay it off, because that was the money he had saved for his wife.

Kui Mu was stunned for a moment: "You come in to drink without money, and drink King's wine?" Ji

Chen was still righteous: "The main thing is that if I don't fight, I won't spend much money to drink a pot. But if I fight, then I definitely won't have enough money."

Kui Mu: ...

In the end, Kui Mu could only rush to the waiter and said: "Put all the money on my account."

"Okay, Brother Kui."

Two hours later.

Looking at the drunken men lying on the ground around him, Ji Chen still sat there motionless, leisurely holding the wine bowl and tasting the last sip.

On the table in front of him, there were empty wine jugs scattered all over the table, as well as a large pile of empty wine bowls.

Kui Mu was the last one to fall down. Before he fell, he beat his chest and sighed: "I admit defeat... I admit defeat————" He

had met the God of Wine.

In fact, Ji Chen's physique of not getting drunk after drinking a thousand cups was not something he had from the beginning. Before he traveled through time, he was a good young man who never drank. But

who made him a sword master who couldn't find a woman and had to support an apprentice, and even had to be cruel and abuse his apprentice? He was worried, so he drank every day to relieve his worries.

As he drank, his alcohol tolerance increased, and it became an addiction.

The strange thing is that after being reborn, I don't know why this young man also inherited his physique from his previous life and could not get drunk after drinking a thousand cups.

Maybe sometimes the physique also follows the soul.

In other words, whether you are drunk or not is not determined by your body, but by your brain.

Ji Chen put down his wine bowl, came to Kui Mu who was drunk and lying on the ground, squatted down, and began to search for valuables on him.

But after searching for a long time, he didn't find anything that caught his eye.

Maybe he didn't carry any valuable belongings with him.

"Forget it..."

Just when Ji Chen was about to give up, a dark brown bag suddenly fell from Kui Mu and landed right at Ji Chen's feet.

He picked it up and saw that it was a storage bag.

He lifted it up and weighed it twice, it was quite heavy.

It looked like there were a lot of things in it.

What a profit!

Ji Chen collected the things and put them in his arms. After all, he won them from gambling, so

it was natural for him to take them. After taking the spoils, he naturally left.

But just when Ji Chen walked to the door excitedly, he suddenly found a tall figure blocking his way.

The man folded his arms across his chest, leaning against the door frame, staring at Ji Chen as he walked towards the door.

His eyes were sinister and his face was ominous.

Ji Chen recognized the man - Ghost Tong.

He swallowed.

His feet were no longer light.

Even the smile gradually solidified on his face.

Soon, Ji Chen glanced at the people who were still drinking around him, and found that they did not react to the appearance of Ghost Tong.

Don't know him?

Not really.

Ghost Tong knew what Ji Chen was thinking, so he explained: "I opened the barrier, only you can see me."

He actually used the word "I", not "myself"?

Ji Chen was still in a state of fear, not knowing what to say, "You... saw everything just now..."

"What did you see?"

"I was just sitting there, drinking... with someone."

Gui Tong put down his arms, paused for a moment, his eyes became deep and unpredictable, "I just arrived too."

Ji Chen breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, fortunately.

If he saw that he could drink so much, he would definitely be exposed. There

are indeed many people in the world who like to drink, but he is probably the only one who can drink as much as he does.

But even though this worry has passed, he still can't avoid being bullied by Gui Tong.

"Why are you running away? Is the wine the jailer gave you not enough?"

"Or, you don't want to find someone for me at all."