"Do you have any wine you like?"

Behind the workbench, Eliza asked warmly: "For Yingzhou people, it should be sake or whiskey? Or, Tequila? Dongxia's white wine is also fine. Please feel free to order, I'll treat you today."

"When you are free to put questions at this time, it is obviously a bad intention, right?"

Huai Shi knocked on the bar in front of her: "I don't drink much of my cocktail, so just be as good as you want. If you want to say, give me some wine that feels lonely and heartache?"

"Please don't take out this messy way of ordering wine, okay? We don't have that kind of thing here."

Eliza took out a bottle, pulled out the plug and smelled it, and enjoyed the sweet taste happily: "How about you come to some rum? You can use it with happy water. After putting two slices of lemons, you will feel free... Although the place where I felt very free was miserable in the end, it is always right to enjoy it now."

"Is it so casual?" Huai Shi was silent.

"Just kidding, I am the one who enjoys the present."

She picked up the bottle of rum, drank it happily, and threw it to the side.

This is her freedom and has nothing to do with others.

Enter the state.

In this way, she breathed happily, Eliza reached out and took out the base wine prepared for this competition from the deepest part of the cabinet, and her movements were very fast.

Bottles piled up in one place, like a hill.

Huai Shi widened her eyes, "So exaggerated?"

"It looks like a lot, but it's actually just a piece of ingredients."

Just between her five fingers, strands of darkness slowly emerged, and gray lines lit up from under her fingernails, intertwining countless hideous and malicious pupils in the darkness between her five fingers.

It is the breath left by the existence above the abyss, the curse left by the king who ruled over hell.

"The curse of the ruler?"

Huai Shi frowned: "No wonder you were forced to take a vacation... What did you do and which great god you provoke?"

"It's just a tiny little contribution, so don't care. But this curse is very interesting, so I stayed there. Later, I found the corpse workshop to change it, and it turned out to be a pretty good work."

Eliza's fingertips rotated an ounce cup, flowing water followed the clear wine. The clear and transparent wine fragrance echoed in the air, causing Vlamikil in the audience to excite the sunglasses and smell the fragrance.

“Vodka.”

Huai Shi asked, distinguishing the mellowness that was so pure that it was not even mixed with any fragrance. Then she saw tomatoes and celery picked up from the freshener.

Blood-like tomato juice squeezed into the Shek pot, mixed with vodka, faintly mixed with a hint of pepper.

Immediately afterwards, lemon juice was squeezed in.

Minced pepper, chili powder... without hesitation to use various spices, and finally blend them evenly with celery rods, perfectly blending the curse of the ruler contained in that hand.

In less than a minute, a glass of scarlet wine was delivered to Huai Shi.

"The best aperitif for you, Bloody Mary, please, Miss Paper."

Eliza smiled, looking at his expression.

In the bloody wine, there seemed to be endless darkness, and in a trance, there were wonders of the abyss and malice emerging, which made people tremble.

When Huai Shi picked up the wine glass, she could detect what kind of bombs and malicious intentions it contained in the glass.

Once swallowed, it is probably not much different from the consequences of swallowing lava?

In silence, Huai Shi thought about it, and always felt something was wrong.

Time passes by bit by bit.

Eliza was not in a hurry either. She just looked at the thoughtful look of the paper lady. After a long time, she whispered: "The best time to taste is about to pass. Even if she is a novice, her psychological construction should be done well, right?"

Huai Shi sighed, picked up the wine glass and took a sip.

In an instant, I felt that the unique sweet and sour taste of fresh tomatoes burst into my mouth, with the fragrance of spices, falling into my stomach like magma rising in my heart.

Immediately afterwards, Huai Shi felt dark in front of her eyes and suddenly she couldn't breathe.

Subconsciously held the table.

Sleeping in stagnation.

What kind of curse is this?

Even the source quality of the corruption dream attribute could not affect... His body's strength, sensitivity and even endurance were cut off a lot of it when he swallowed it in one bite!

Almost one-fifth?

He didn't even know what happened, and his weakness suddenly came, making him unable to resist.

If this is a game, he even suspected that a planner was in the background and suddenly adjusted the game value of his character... he couldn't even feel the curse state.

Such abruptness caused a regression!

"I call it that sad."

Eliza leaned on the bar, looked at the pale face of the paper girl, and explained considerately: "Be careful. The curse left by the dead ruler is to let all things die with themselves and inevitably pass away... Once you come into contact, life, physical strength and source quality will be quickly lost.

Even the Insured Court can't handle it, so it can only be sealed on me.

Don’t worry, what you experience is just the product of blending and blending, and even the aftermath is not considered. It is reflected in you, probably one-fifth of your existing life will be deducted for every contact. This is just an illusion formed by the erosion of reality, and it will be self-defeating after an hour."

She paused, showing a dangerous smile: "If you can hold on in front of the table for an hour, victory is yours."

How much wine can a skilled bartender make in an hour?

If it is Eliza, the firepower will be fully activated, at least 60 cups. One-fifth of the life will be deducted for each physical contact... After an hour, Huai Shi's vitality will become equivalent to paramecium.

Not to mention continuing to drink, I probably won’t even have the strength to breathe!

Not to mention other disasters that are integrated into wine...

Therefore, the number of contacts must be reduced.

That is to say...

Huai Shi looked down at the remaining half of the glass of wine, and instantly raised her head and drank it all in one go!

Drink all in one sip!

Immediately afterwards, the weakness of no reason came again, and Huai Shi's physical strength was lost again. Then, she felt that she seemed to be hit by someone hatefully in her stomach.

My eyes were dark, and my eyes were burned red by the rolling and bursting alcohol.

He felt like he had swallowed a cup of hot lava! Now the sticky fire was burning in his stomach, constantly ravaging his lungs.

"Don't underestimate vodka, this pure alcohol mixture is combustible. Today I'm preparing for you the Water of Life Chef Special Attack Edition comparable to nitroglycerin."

Eliza looked at Huai Shi's red cheeks and couldn't help but reach out and pinched them, sighing considerately: "If you can't drink it, you can give up at any time."

He has already shown mercy to his opponent Huai Shi.

Otherwise, she would not need to explain the principle of the curse. Of course, maybe this was also a fool, but Huai Shi could not find any solution for the time being.

This is the most unsolvable and straightforward way to fight.

The weakening of vitality brings about a rapid decline in resistance to alcohol, and Eliza doesn't even need to poison it. When Huai Shi's vitality reaches one-twentieth level, she will die of drunkenness in an instant.

Failure.

In other words, I must let her admit defeat before I fall down.

In the silence, Huai Shi slowly raised her head and took a deep breath.

Lifted his pupils.

"Next, it's my turn, right?"

The paper lady grinned and asked softly like a beast looking at the enemy.

Looking at it with that look, Eliza's breathing was briefly stopped.

Then, Huaizhi Suzi picked up the sake from the box beside her and placed it on the bar.

The glass rubs against solid wood, making a low and crisp sound.

"Suishi, I haven't tasted it for a long time." Eliza sighed naturally: "But there is no room for processing except for water cutting, right? Moreover, if you just buy someone else's wine to drink for me, it's not a bartender's ability."

"Don't worry, this bottle of wine is considered a work that I have participated in brewing. Well, it's an absolute effort."

Huai Shi stroked the cork of the wine bottle with her thumb, and her expression became commemorated.

The moment when the thumb lifts the cork, the clear and mellow aroma of wine swells out like a waterfall, turning into ubiquitous tides, spreading around.

Just like...the light rain in early spring, it quietly exists in every place around you.

Feel the joyful vitality.

Now, that vitality is echoing the paper in front of Orisa, as if it comes from the same source, and this is undoubtedly her masterpiece.

"Tiangou Mountain's technique? It's so amazing, Miss Huaizhu, I've changed my mind about you."

Eliza sniffed the scent of the wine intoxicatedly, opened her eyes, and exclaimed solemnly: "If you can make such a good wine, maybe you can really defeat my enemy."

"The award is just a little insignificant work."

Huai Shi smiled and took out the porcelain bottle containing sake from the box beside her, tilted the bottle, and poured the wine into it.
To be continued...