v2 Chapter 590： Meet again (1/2)

Wine is a good thing.

It can be both annoying and sorrowful.

Ancient Qingfeng wine has always been.

It's just that one of his drinking is not to relieve his troubles, and the other is not to worry, it is just a habit and a company.

He is an orphan, fatherless and motherless, and has no loved ones.

Not many friends.

When he practiced in this world, he was still fighting and killing. There is no tomorrow today. He can carry it all the way, not relying on the willpower, not the talent, or the chance to make a difference, but wine. .

During his five hundred years of practice, only fine wine accompanied him, and he experienced various sadness, joy, sorrow and joy, and never left. In a sense, he drank not wine, but loneliness. .

It is only when drinking alcohol that Gu Qingfeng does not feel that he is an orphan.

Only when he drinks will he not fall into that endless solitude ...

He drank wines all over the world, not to get drunk, but to eliminate the deeper loneliness in his heart.

Dusk faded away and night fell.

After leaving Taohua Guan, Gu Qingfeng was shaking the white jade fan while drinking peach blossom wine, and laughed: ”It's still the old saying, Wan Zhang Hongchen three glasses of wine, three glasses are peach blossom wine ...”

Three cups of peach blossom wine, like falling into the red dust, both physically and mentally become very comfortable and chic, especially fast, this wonderful feeling is really worthless.

After finding the old horse that had been settled, and glancing at the late night, Gu Qingfeng wondered where to find a place to rest, and suddenly a shout came from his ears.

”Old Nine! Old Nine!”

Ok?

Gu Qingfeng carried the jug with a mouthful and took a sip. He looked up and saw the two women flying towards him.

A woman who is cold and unparalleled, like an ice rose.

A charming and charming, like a young woman full of vitality.

It is winter and Ouyang Ye.

”Where are you guys going! Do you know Miss Ben has been looking for you!”

”Nowhere, this is not just coming out of the Peach Blossom Mystery.”

”What do I say, huh! Hurt me and my sister Han Dong have been looking for so long in the secret place of peach blossoms.”

Gu Qingfeng shrugged, with a smile on the back, squinting his eyes, looking up and down the winter, smiling: ”Oh, winter girl, right, the small face is really good.”

The cold winter is like a proud snow, and more like frost. Perhaps the words of the ancient Qingfeng are too frivolous, so that the willow eyebrows of the winter can not help but raise a little, and there is an instant disgust in the beautiful eyes.

It's not cold and arrogant, but the ancient Qingfeng at this moment looks like a prodigal prodigal son. He is riding on the old horse, shaking a white jade fan with one hand, holding a jug, and drinking with a spout. There was a playful smile on the corner of his mouth, especially those deep eyes, sweeping unscrupulously over the winter.

Changing to any woman will be extremely disgusted with such a Dengtu prodigal son, not to mention this woman is still a cold winter with a heavy heart.

”Hey, why are you guys so rude, where do you look!”

If other people dare to make fun of the winter like this, Ouyang Ye will definitely make him look good, but anyway, she wants the ancient breeze, and naturally it is hard to say anything.