It’s Too Hard To Die Chapter 413: You guys. . . Did you hear it all?

The banquet hall was as quiet as a needle falling, and everyone in the hall stared blankly at Wang Hao, who was lying on the ground.

Even Xiao Bai and Ergou stopped fighting.

Xiao Bai and Ergou looked at the area where Wang Hao was, and said in confusion, "Hey, why did Ritian fall?"

After all, he is the protagonist of the Great Emperor's Rebirth Stream. Of course, he can't call him that kind of overly common name, otherwise it obviously doesn't match his identity.

Therefore, Xiao Bai and Ergou gave Wang Hao a nickname – Ritian.

Wang Hao's word 'hao' is its meaning after dismantling it.

As an arrogant strong man, that is to go against the sky and fight against the sky, so the name Ritian is worthy of a big guy like Wang Hao.

Looking at the other side, the corners of Wang Ping's mouth twitched around Wang Hao.

"Are you playing me?"

This is the unanimous thought in everyone's mind at this time.

Wang Hao can pour a bowl, they don't believe it, so from this they can conclude that Wang Hao is playing them on purpose.

Wang Hao's uncles lifted him off the ground, then shook his shoulders vigorously, and shouted, "Hao'er, get up, stop pretending.

If you really want to act, then drink a few more bowls. Who will believe you? "

Even Wang Ping said, "Hao'er, your acting skills are a little too exaggerated, and you need to improve."

After he criticized Wang Hao, his mood was inexplicably dark.

Ah, is this how I feel when I criticize a kid? So comfortable.

Just when he was about to criticize again, Wang Yilan came with Wang Jinyu, first gave Wang Ping a soft punch, and said angrily, "What are you talking to yourself? Haoer, this is true. Drunk."

"What?" Everyone was stunned.

"Get drunk in one bowl?" Wang Ping asked in disbelief.

Just this amount of alcohol? One bowl is enough?

"It's a shame that you are still Hao'er's father. You don't even know how much alcohol Hao'er has." Wang Yilan smacked Wang Ping's chest softly again and said angrily.

"I am indeed Hao'er's biological father, but I really don't know about his poor drinking..." Wang Ping said with a little embarrassment.

He seems to be. . . The concern for Wang Hao is a little less. . .

As a father, I don't even know the habits of my son. It's time to reflect on myself.

However, after reflection, the wine must continue to be drunk, and this kind of thing must not be allowed to delay them, so this matter needs to be pushed back.

Xiao Bai: This is my father...

Wang Ping glanced at Wang Hao, who was being supported by several elders, and said, "Let the servants send Hao'er back, let's continue drinking."

Now it's time for Wang Jinyu to play.

Wang Jinyu whispered, "Aunt, uncle, why don't I take Brother Hao back to his room to rest, the general person can't get into Brother Hao's room."

......

Wang Ping thought about it too, and even if he pulled Wang Hao to his side, Wang Jinyu took a few steps forward and took the initiative to support Wang Hao.

After saying goodbye to everyone, Wang Jinyu helped Wang Hao and went back to Wang Hao's small courtyard.

After Wang Hao and Wang Jinyu left the venue, the banquet hall returned to bursts of hilarity, and the laughter continued to float throughout the Wang Family Mansion.

On the other side, within a few minutes, Wang Jinyu had already helped Wang Hao back to Wang Hao's room.

Wang Jinyu first put Wang Haoping on the bed, then took off his boots, took off his coat, and put on a thin quilt.

Next is to prepare a bowl of hangover soup. Wang Jinyu uses spiritual power to keep the temperature unchanged, and then puts it on the small table. After Wang Hao wakes up, he can drink it directly.

After everything was ready, Wang Jinyu climbed onto the bed directly, only took off a coat, then snuggled up beside Wang Hao and whispered good night.

Blowing out candles to sleep, I was speechless all night.

The next morning, Wang Hao got up early.

He glanced at Wang Jinyu beside the pillow, and couldn't help laughing.

This kid is so old and afraid of the dark that he insists on sleeping in the same bed with me.

Having said that, Wang Hao got up and dressed, and helped Wang Jinyu tuck the quilt.

As soon as Wang Hao got dressed, he saw the hangover soup on the head of the bed. Because of the spiritual power, the hangover soup was still warm.

"Obviously he's a man, but he has a thoughtful heart, which is really rare." Wang Hao took the hangover soup and poured it into his mouth.

In fact, he doesn't need hangover soup, because he's gotten better at drinking now.

I think in his previous life, he could get drunk with a glass of wine, and when he woke up the next day, he had a very bad headache, the kind of pain that burst.

But now his alcohol intake has risen sharply. Although he still pours it in one cup, he won't have a headache.

So that's something to be proud of.

Although Wang Hao doesn't need hangover soup at all, this bowl of hangover soup is Wang Jinyu's wish, and if Wang Hao doesn't drink it, Wang Jinyu will definitely be angry.

The most important thing is that this bowl of sober soup is delicious, smells good, and tastes even better.

Wang Hao's favorite is Wang Jinyu. . . of cooking.

Therefore, Wang Hao chose to make this bowl of hangover soup.

He wasn't afraid of Wang Jinyu's annoyance, and it wasn't because this bowl of hangover soup was delicious.

"Clap."

Wang Hao lightly placed the empty bowl on the wooden table, and then prepared to go to the martial arts field to practice.

As soon as he took his steps, he heard a laugh from behind and asked, "Brother Hao, how is this sober soup?"

Wang Hao turned his head and looked at ~IndoMTL.com~ and saw Wang Jinyu lying on the bed, a pair of slender feet swaying lively, with a sly smile on her face.

"It's hard to drink." Wang Hao replied indifferently, and then went straight out.

After Wang Hao walked away, Wang Jinyu, who was lying on the bed, turned the page...

Eyes, hummed, "Cut, die proud."

Wang Hao, who had just walked out of his yard a short distance away, smacked his lips and said, "Please give me another bowl."

It's a pity that he can't open this mouth, how could he beg for this bowl of sober soup.

If it spreads out, others think he can't afford to eat.

The key is that he is still his own younger brother, and Wang Hao can't even open his mouth.

The elder brother begged the younger brother to do business, this operation is simply hellish difficulty for Wang Hao.

Whether others can do it or not, he can't do it anyway.

"Or... just ask him this time?" Wang Hao lowered his head and said as he walked, "Speaking of which, I'm his brother, so it shouldn't be a request, after all, I'm an elder, he listens to me It should be."

Then, Wang Hao thought of his nephews and grandsons who were thousands of years old and tens of thousands of years old.

Sometimes it's a good thing to be older.

Suddenly, Wang Hao felt that someone was watching him from a distance.

Wang Hao was startled, he raised his head sharply, took out a magic weapon in his right hand, and held the black square tightly in his left hand, ready to fight at any time.

Then he saw Xiao Bai and the others who were standing a few meters away from him, looking at him expressionlessly.

Wang Hao: ...

Xiao Bai et al:......

"You...all heard?"

"What do you say?"